Disclaimer- The characters and personalities represented in this fanfiction are not the property of one Koori Yuki, nor is she making any money off them. Thankies.
When Kakashi arrived, he was pleased to note his favorite pupil hadn't left. He'd never put much thought into it, but Sasuke was defiantly his favorite student. He hoped this wasn't because the boy was like him at a similar age- he had been an absolute ass.
Come to think of it, he still was.
"Yo." He said in greeting. The Uchiha crest remained unmoved at Kakashi's announcement.
"You're late." The fan said. Kakashi mentally shook his head. He was exactly three hours late for what Sasuke had asked him to come to. It was supposed to be dinner, but Kakashi wasn't interested in repeating the previous Ichiraku experience. However, by now it was quite dark out, and the nearest source of (artifical) light was from the storefront. As such, all of Sasuke was completely in shadow from Kakashi's vantage point, except for the Uchiha crest. It was illuminated by the starlight, and being the palest object on him, was the most obvious feature about him. It near glowed, and Kakashi pondered that it looked as if the boy was anchored to this world through the table tennis paddle.
"Gomen, I met a beautiful young girl, and she asked me out for dinner..." Kakashi said suggestively.
"So you already ate?" Sasuke deadpanned. Ther was a marked silence before his comment when Naruto and Sakura should have yelled at Kakashi for lying- but both shinobi ignored it.
"Hai." Kakashi stated, sitting down next to his student. He slouched onto the stool, and watched Sasuke's vistage materialize out of the corner of his poorer eye- that is to say, the one that didn't possess Sharingan. The black-haired shinbi was smirking in that ferior way he had. Kakashi smiled at him in his own trademark relaxation.
They sat in silence, which Kakashi waited for his wayward student to break. They were both surronded by the small noises of men and women settling down for the evening, but the older nin felt they were surronded by their own force field of bitchiness. Evidently he was wrong, for after a rather strained silence for him, he heard Sasuke slurp. Belatedly he recognized the boy was actually eating here- and miso ramen at that. Boys would be boys, but Sasuke really wasn't a normal boy. He didn't slurp, and he defiantly did not eat Naruto's favorite food. Kakashi didn't move- but he noted all this with extreme curiousity. He was a curious person, and this trait served him well as a ninja.
The young man finished his ramen slowly, and only a few careful observers would notice he was savoring every bite.
"Kakashi-sensei." Sasuke said, his deep voice unsually quiet.
"Hn?" His sensei asked. Kakashi knew an emotional moment when he heard one coming, and he mentally cheered. Soon he would be able to start betting on the local Jounin pools again. The key, as he had learned, was to keep his expression (what was visable at least) normal. Inwardly he was cackling evilly. He had already been shocked tonight to discover Sasuke did eat ramen- and now he owed Kurenai a hefty bit of yen.
"...every ninja has their own unique aversions... correct?" Sasuke almost asked. I say almost because his well-known pride reared it's pretty head- and what was supposed to be a question came out sounding like threat. This was shaping up to be a rich little confession. The boy was obviously seeking assurance.
"Perhaps." He said placidly. Sasuke twitched.
"What do you mean, perhaps! Look at you! And I've heard one of the Sannin write the books you read! He's more powerful than you, so he's worse about that sort thing than you are." Sasuke growled. Kakashi looked vaguely afronted, although whether this was about Jiraiya being more powerful or more perverted than him was impossible to tell.
"Some ninja with prevertions are just that." It had to be said, Kakashi noted. Sasuke paled considerably at the comment, as well as at the twisting of his words.
"What about your brother?" Kakashi pushed. He knew it was mean, and quite possibly conterproductive for his little mission- but it was a calculated risk. Sasuke opened like a rather femine book when angered enough. To make himself feel better, the Jounin winked at the ramen cook, for she had been stealing glances at him since he arrived. The cook held a hand over her fluttering heart in responce.
The grayhead was pleased to hear Sasuke growl again, until he realized the boy was laughing, at a slightly mentally unstable volume. And that was the downside to baiting fucked up little bishonen- they went loony.
"Oh, he's just as bad as the rest of you." The Uchiha boy said. Kakashi glanced at him inquireingly, the cook forgotten. She left for the back of the shop, her orange skirt swishing in a pout that Kakashi never witnessed.
"Sensei- he wears nail polish." Sasuke said. Kakashi blinked at this, before blushing slightly himself- and snickering. The mental images where quite entertaining.
Sasuke smacked him upside the head. Teacher or not, anyone having naughty thoughts about his brother was creepy!
After Kakashi settled down, the turned to Sasuke. His eyes gleemed, but he ask with all seriousness,
"So what are you worried about? Do you steal pantsu?" Even the infamous Coy Ninja couldn't hold back the interest that seeped into his second question. Sasuke twitched again.
"Of course not!" The Uchiha heir said, before glancing around him in the dark. Kakashi didn't understand why he was so upset- everyone knew ninja stole high school girl's underware- what else did men with the ability to jump across rooftops in perfect silence do?
A look of pure terror crossed the boy's face before he could reign it in.
"Someone's coming!" He whispered. Kakashi sighed- someone had been walking towards the ramen place for the past three minutes.
"Are you sure you don't steal panties? Asuma won't go with me anymore..." Kakashi adpoted a pathetic tone.
Sasuke shot his sensei a venomous glare that would have killed a lesser man.
"Yo Kakashi-sensei! I didn't know you liked ramen!" Said a hyperactive voice from Kakashi's left, sheilding Sasuke from view. The grayhaired man glanced over his shoulder at one of his other students and smiled.
"Yo." He said back to Naruto. Normal people, hell, normal ninja (if there was such a thing) did not eat ramen at 23 at night- but then agian, this was Naruto. The blonde plunked down on the stool next to Kakashi and ordered a bowl of pork, once again proving himself a genetic freak- no one normal could survive and thrive on nothing but ramen- but as we have already stated, this is Naruto we're talking about. It wasn't worth questioning the absurdites surronding the fox boy, Kakashi reminded himself. Naruto sighed at shook his head angerly.
"Man, that's the third time someone's left their binoculars outside my bathroom window! Mouuu! This is annoying!"
a/n - (smiles) Now, that was fun to write. Enjoy
Shameless Plug- Go stare at my other story, Dissension!
