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I want to point out some references just so you aren't left wondering what I'm talking about. Sakurasou flowers according to google is a flower representing "Desire" and "Long-lasting love" They are not the same as the Sakura flower. The Momo flower means "the perfect love" and can literally say "you have captivated me". The jinrikisha (again according to google) is the old-timey Japanese word for Rickshaw or man-powered taxi. Lastly, when I talk about Shikadai upsetting her I'm talking about him saying "I guess you're not just some middle-aged lady who loves sweets".
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Agitated, he scrubs his face again. Why did he have to say that to her? Damn Shikadai Nara. Kakashi knows the kid didn't mean anything by it but his words stung Anko and she has been unbearable ever since the graduation exam. Three months of her belittling herself. Dieting and trying new makeup styles. Yesterday she threatened to shave half her head!
"Lord Sixth?" He looks up to find Hinata stand just a little ways away.
"How many times do I have to tell you to cut out the Lord stuff?" His words came out a little harsher then he intended and Hinata flinches. He takes in a breath looks at the clouds one last time before he sits up and dusts the grass out of his hair. "I'm sorry Hinata. Did you need something?" His tone much more gentle and he sees her relax.
"Ka-Kakashi sensei is everything okay? You seem upset." Of course, the sensitive girl, excuse me the sensitive woman would notice.
"Yeah, I'm..." He goes to blow her off but thinks better of it. She could help him. "Actually Hinata I'm not." Her hand flies to her mouth with a little gasp. "Do you have the time to talk?"
"Of course Sensei." She settles down next to him on the grassy hill overlooking the village. The stone faces could be seen and he internally grumbles at the sight of his own mug.
He sighs wondering where to begin. His life has been so very private. He's unsure if his and Anko's relationship is even public knowledge. I guess that is a starting point. "You know Anko Mitarashi right?" She nods smiling at the silliness of his question. "Do you know we are dating and have been for a long time?" Her eyes widen in surprise "guess not. Huh well, we have. We have been together off and on since I left Anbu. For the past few years, we have even been sharing a home. Actually, when Naruto took over is when I moved in officially."
"Wow, Sensei I had no idea." Her voice is soft and pleasing "so why are you upset? That is a long time to be together. Is she pushing for marriage?"
"No, no, no. Nothing like that but she isn't happy right now. You see I proctored the graduation exam" she smiles sweetly already having this knowledge. "And Anko helped out. One of the kids said something that hurt her feelings."
"Was it Borato?" It was Kakashi's turn to flinch. She looks plain downright scary while thinking her son may have been unkind. He pities the boy.
"No, it wasn't him." She calms returning to the sweet and innocent Hinata he knows. "Ever since she has been really self-conscious. Dieting and contemplating extreme changes to her looks"
"And you think that is bad?"
"Yes, it's bad! She's beautiful! I don't want... What?" He glares at her as she is smiling ear to ear.
She giggles before answering "I've just never seen you so passionate about anything. You're normally very monotone and easy going. Not that, that's a bad thing. But it's nice to see this side of you." Her genuine, closed eye smile has him smiling back. "Sorry. You were saying she feels self-conscious and you don't think she should be. Please continue."
"Yeah, right. But my opinion doesn't seem to matter." He scratches his head. "I don't know what to do"
"Obviously you told her how you feel but have you shown her?"
He jumps back as if she slapped him. In a hushed tone, he firmly says "I'm not talking about my sex life with you"
"Oh no! Sensei that's not what I meant" her cheeks aflame. "I- I meant umm?" She pauses thinking of a new approach "I didn't know you were dating. Who does know? Is it a secret? If so why? If not why doesn't everyone know? You see even if she is normally okay with how things are she occasionally needs a reminder as to why you are with her. She is insecure and craving a change. If you're not purposefully keeping this a secret thanwhat's the harm in being more open. Let her know you are proud to be with her. "
He is silent for a while, taking it all in. They have lived quietly for years, never needing or wanting to flaunt their relationship. Would this actually help her? He was desperate to make her smile again. "How?" he concedes.
They spend the better part of the day together talking and planning. He has never spent much time with Hinata before but now he is thankful Naruto found such a woman.
It was the following Friday afternoon when Inojin entered the academy carrying an interesting bouquet of sakurasou and momo flowers. They weren't a normal pairing but they held specific meaning; conveying the message of a particularly deep love. Ino, his mother, had done a beautiful job on the arrangement. A crowd had formed following him from classroom to classroom and then the training grounds. Even Principal Iruka was tagging along to see who sent Anko sensei the gift.
"Oy sensei!" He yells over the thump thump thump of targets being hit.
She calls for a halt and turns to the boy. "What is it?" Her tone sharp but not unkind. She stands in her comfortable position with her hand on her hip. She raises an eyebrow as he hands over the bouquet and a card while looking away in embarrassment. He clearly disliked being a delivery boy for his mom's shop.
She sniffs the flowers before opening the card. Her heartbeat quickens. She recognizes the barely legible chicken scratch instantly.
They aren't half as beautiful as you are. -Kakashi
Tears prick her eyes threatening to spill over and she hugs the bouquet carefully. What is he playing at?
Inojin coughs to get her attention. "I'm supposed to tell you there is a jinrikisha waiting for you. You will be making a couple of stops before he meets you for dinner"
"You can leave now. Because I will oversee your class" Shino sensei was standing to her left and overheard everything. Looking around she realizes a lot of people overheard. She hears a couple of her female students squeal at the romance of it all. Iruka nods his approval of her leaving early. She blushes and thanks both Shino and Inojin. The boy runs off thoroughly embarrassed by the whole ordeal.
The cart was elegant with polished bamboo and a comfy black cushion made for two. The driver was sharply dressed, oozing manners and courtesy, helping her in and out of the cart as needed. Their first stop was at a spa. She received a massage, a manicure, and a pedicure. Her nails painted a deep blood red. Next, her hair was conditioned and blown out. Her heavy makeup removed and redone with a barely there style. She grimaces at the visible imperfections of her skin but the pampering was amazing. "Kakashi what's gotten into you?" She whispers to herself walking back to the jinrikisha. A Raven haired woman was chatting with the driver and they both bow at her approach. "Hinata Uzumaki! What are you doing here?"
The younger woman smiles sweetly taking her hand. "Kakashi sensei wanted you to have company for the next part of your journey. How was the spa?" They climb in and seat themselves chatting carefree as the driver takes off.
"You seriously aren't going to tell me what he has planned?"
Hinata laughs "do you really want to ruin the surprise? He worked so hard to give you the perfect afternoon."
"No, I guess not." She huffs sitting back crossing her arms. "Do you... Do you know why he is doing this?"
"Because he loves you" if possible her eyes soften even more "he wants you to feel how special you are to him. Is it working?"
"You know I think it is." She can't hide the joy she is feeling. This is completely out of character for him. Then they stop in front of a women's boutique. Her heart sinks. It was going so well and she was truly happy but now he wants her to try stuffing her fat ass into dresses probably working up a sweat with the effort. Damn it! She hates trying on clothes.
Hinata takes her by the hand again gently pulling her into the store. They are greeted by a chipper young blonde with a smoking hot hourglass figure. She would kill for that body.
"Lord Sixth was in earlier and chose three dresses you are to decide between. We also are to outfit you in lingerie, heels, and jewelry will be arriving shortly." Anko's jaw drops in disbelief. He's really gone all out for this.
She tries on the dresses and hates them all. The knee length silver one rides up as she walks exposing her thunder thighs. The long navy blue is open in the back showing her love handles. The black sweetheart corset with a flowy high low skirt is strapless and she can see her arm jiggle with each movement. Hinata and the blonde give encouraging words but it's no use this tubby body is beyond ugly. She sighs, throwing her self in a chair defeated.
"What's wrong with this one?" Hinata asks. Anko lifts her arm mocking a wave and points at her underarm as it continues to sway after the intended motion stops. Hinata takes in a deep breath reading herself. " Stand up and turn around." Her soothing voice disappears replaced by one she, Anko, uses with bratty students. Curious why the timid woman changed so drastically Anko does as she's told.
Standing back towards the mirror she feels Hinata release her hair from its ponytail and combs it using her fingers. She straps high heels on to her feet and finishes by placing a soft sheer shawl around her arms and fastening it loosely behind her back. The sales rep dabs her neck and wrists with perfume. They both step back to give Anko a once over.
Hinata squares he shoulders hardening herself again. This was probably going to be unpleasant. "Please turn and look at yourself. Really look. Do you see how the corset comes in at the waist? How your breasts bubble slightly above giving just a teasing look. Your calves look curvy but tight because of the heels. And they are doing amazing things to your rear. You are beautiful and sure to drive him wild." She understands now why Hinata had to prep herself. They are both blushing. Hinata because of the discomfort of talking in such a manner and Anko because she can actually see what she is talking about.
The image standing before her was beautiful. Something she hasn't seen in years. Her hair hung about her face and shoulders above sexy but not raunchy cleavage. The boning of the top has an inward slant over her stomach making her waist look smaller in comparison to the flattering flair of her hips. She wasn't small and tight like she once was but insteadshapely and beautiful. She feels uncharacteristically shy "What will Kakashi think?" she whispers.
"That you are the sexiest thing to ever walk the earth." There he was, handsome in a black suit, leaning casually against the doorframe. A large red jewelry box dangles loosely in his hand. "but then again I think that all the time." She completely forgets about the other two women in the room as she watches him stand and stalk toward her. He wraps the arm with the box around her waist, pulls his mask down with the other hand, and catches her in a deep kiss. She hums her contentment resting her hands on his chest. He breaks their kiss only to press his lips to her forehead.
"Why are you doing all this?" She asks.
"Because I want you to see yourself the way I see you." He gives her a little squeeze before releasing her. He turns her toward the mirror and opens the box to reveal a white gold chain with a teardrop diamond pendant. He gathers her hair pulling it to the side so he can easily don the necklace. "I love you" He kisses her shoulder gently before covering his features again with the mask. "Thank you, ladies, but I'll take it from here" he gives them a little salute before turning.
Anko looks at the younger two women who are staring at them like they are some sappy romantic movie playing on the big screen. Their hands are intertwined and their faces in an expression of aw. Hinata has tears tracking down her cheeks.
He grabs her hand pulling her attention back to him and escorts her out of the shop. He kisses her through his mask and holds her hand. Throughout the night he shows intimacynormally reserved for home. It has her off balance but in the best of ways. They dine at a fancy restaurantand later meet up with a few other couples at a cocktail bar. They finish their evening dancing in their own living room.
"Kakashi"
"Hmm?"
"I love you"
"I love you too"
"Kakashi"
"Hmm?"
"Thank you"