A/N - Okay, right, so, yeah. It's been something like 6 months since my last fan fiction, and I promised many that I would update and create new ones. However, exams took over! But now they're finished so I can focus on all the spare time I have. Unfortunately, I hate to say that this will probably be the last fan fiction I ever write, mostly because I have found new loves in the writing of fiction created by my overactive brain. So, I'm joining and writing Young Adult fiction, because it's what I most probably do best. Besides, there are far better writers of fan fiction on this site, so I'm sure many will not miss me! Right, about this story/fan fiction. I created it when I was 15, I am now 16 and, reading back, I realise I can do better. It has already been completed, so I will upload chapters daily. You know how I wrote the fiction on Kaka X Iru? Yeah well, this is the back story of Kakashi and his wife. OC's are never to anyone's liking, but she has been my OC for I don't know how flipping long xD So she deserves some publicity. If this fiction does not get many reviews, comments etc, it doesn't bother me too much. This is just my farewell gift to those who do care =3
Disclaimer - I do not own any form of Naruto or the pairing Kakashi x Anko (however, the person who did invent it is a bloody genius!)
This is A/N
This is rather exaggerated words and dreams/thoughts etc
This is normal story.
Be warned, I'm English, we like to swear and drink tea (there will be a lot of references to coffee in this fan fiction) -_-
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Scarecrow-
"Fuck", Kakashi lost his balance on the branch of the tree he was climbing. Hanging on gently with one hand, he swung himself back up. Looking over the roof of the tree and past the leaves, he could see the early morning sun begin to rise. He checked his watch. 7.30 am. Bang on time for sunrise. Finding a comfortable place to sit, he pulled out Make out Paradise and leant back against the trunk, letting the early rays of winter warm his cold face. "Beautiful", he sighed.
"Indeed".
Kakashi's head darted to the taller person.
Guy stood with his arms folded, a stern look drawn across his face. "You were late for our mission", he complained.
Kakashi shrugged dismissively. "I'm always late".
"I know". Guy took a seat next to his rival. "Their back", he reminded him.
"I know".
Guy looked over the silver haired Jonine's shoulder.
Kakashi pulled his book away in annoyance. "You wouldn't like it".
"And how would you know? I like the essence of youth written down on paper".
"That's it". Kakashi snapped his book shut. "What the hell do you want?" He stood to his full height, clouding Guy's view of the sky with his shadow.
"You to help with the mission". Guy stood also. Being slightly taller than Kakashi, he puffed himself up and pushed his face up against the man. "Ok?"
Kakashi sighed and rolled his eyes. "Whatever".
Guy pulled back and beamed. "Alright then my worthy rival! To the leaf village academy!"
Kakashi groaned as the older man pulled him away from the tree.
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"You know, you've been slacking recently", Anko slapped her boyfriend lightly around the back of the head. "Get it together".
Kakashi groaned for the 100th time that day. "It's nearly Christmas", he complained. "And I haven't got anyone anything".
Anko laughed. "Christmas isn't all about presents you know, it IS about the birth of god originally".
"I was never taught that, it was always the birth of Jesus in my house". Kakashi smirked a little under his mask.
"Yeah, well, whatever, it's always been the birth of g… oh wait, it WAS Jesus!" Anko slapped her own forehead in frustration. "Silly me". She smiled up at Kakashi, smiling. "All I want for Christmas is you".
Kakashi forced himself to smile back. "I can promise you I'm not going anywhere".
"Not for a long time?"
"Not for a long time", he repeated, feeling the woman's head fall against his shoulder.
"You're the perfect boyfriend".
Hardly, he thought to himself. The only thing he was getting out of this relationship was the comfort of having someone near you. He didn't love Anko, but she was all he had.
"I love you Kakashi", she uttered.
No you don't, Kakashi thought. He opened his mouth to reply a simple 'you too' when a flushed Sakura scraped past them both.
"Oh", she swivelled around. "Kakashi".
"Sensei", he added, smiling.
"I need you to do a massive favour for me".
Kakashi could see the pink haired girl was holding a frosty bag with the words 'medical unit' scratched into it. He yawned. "What?"
"Take these to the medical corps? There's a patient there that needs them back".
Kakashi's eyes lit up. Getting away from Anko, perfect. "Sure". He grabbed the bag off of his student, releasing Anko's hand at the same time.
Sakura and Anko cocked their heads to one side. Kakashi never accepted a mission for no cash.
"Weird", Anko thought out loud as her boyfriend practically ran down the street.
"Tell me about it", Sakura answered, just as her sensei disappeared from their sights.
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"I've got these", Kakashi held up the bag, puffing steam from the cold.
The receptionist looked up from her work. "Could you take them through for me? I'm kind of busy".
"Sure", Kakashi smiled warmly at her.
The receptionist smiled back from behind her glasses.
Kakashi took the bag down a long stretch of corridor, not quite knowing where he was going. A doctor stopped him in the hallway and inspected the bag. "Last on your right. Be quiet, the girl's not very well at all".
Kakashi nodded and held a finger to his lips.
The doctor shook his head. "Your just not the same anymore".
Kakashi shook his head in return. "It's being under Guy's influence".
He made his way down to the last door on his right and turned the handle lightly. The door winced as it was opened. Kakashi winced as the floorboard's creaked under his weight. For someone who was really this ill, they could have put her somewhere less shabby.
"Here", he whispered to a nurse leaning over a bed. "These are hers".
The nurse turned, surprised, and held out her hand. "What are they?" She asked him.
Kakashi shrugged, silver hair bouncing. "My guess is as good as yours".
"Were you not informed?"
"No, Sakura gave them to me in a hurry".
The nurse shook her head. "Typical. We'll have to open them".
The nurse looked up at the man standing before her. "Do you mind?"
Kakashi nodded. He reached a single gloved hand to the string around the neck of the bag.
"Please… don't". He could barely hear the girl's frail voice. "Their mine… don't… touch them".
"Miss!" The nurse was by the girl's side in an instant. "Please do not strain, you are still very ill".
The girl shook her head defiantly. "Please… just… don't open the bag… it's mine…"
Kakashi stepped away from the bag, hands signifying surrender. "Do you want me to get someone?"
"No, I will, stay with the girl for a second, don't force her to do anything". The nurse left the two of them alone, the door left ajar.
"She makes me sound like a pervert". Kakashi took a seat on the stool by the bedside of what looked to be a skeleton. His leg's stretched out in front of him, he dared a look at what he thought would be a monstrous face staring back. Instead, he saw something resembling beautiful, eyes un focused. Her face was thin and pale, with long strands of hair splayed out behind her head on the pillow.
Her hand was thin and bony, again very pale with long nails painted black. Kakashi estimated her finger length to be about the same as her palm, but they looked to be longer.
He couldn't see anything of her body apart from her collarbone's, clearly visible and joined at the throat. He grimaced.
"What's wrong with you?" He asked, with a comforting urge to stroke the girl's face.
"Anorexia", she muttered back, barely louder than a whisper.
Kakashi grimaced again. "No wonder your so thin".
"No matter… how much I eat… I'm not putting on… weight… anymore. I don't… want to be… ill for… Christmas".
It was then that Kakashi noticed the advent calendar on the girl's bedside table. Number 20 was the next to be eaten. It was the 19th today. The girl still looked very ill, he doubted she'd make it out of rehabilitation for the new year.
"Who knows", he pondered. "Maybe you'll be better for next week".
"Be… realistic", she sighed. "I've spent 2 years in this hospital bed… I'm not… going to make it… in the next week".
Kakashi looked at the girl. "You never know, think positively". He smiled when the girl opened her eyes slightly and tapped his head comically. "Thank you", she managed a small smile back before falling into a throaty coughing fit.
Kakashi placed his hand behind the girl's back to hold her straight. "Easy", he soothed.
When the coughing stopped and her face it's normal, young self, he let go.
"Thank you", she uttered again.
"You'd best stop talking now", Kakashi smiled.
On that note, the nurse walked back, checking all the monitors she had left to Kakashi. "My god", she said, holding one.
Shit, Kakashi thought. "What's wrong?" He asked calmly.
"This monitor... it's normally the worst… now… it's almost back to average!"
Kakashi looked at the girl lying in the hospital bed.
She looked back at him with clouded eyes, the corners of her mouth quirking slightly.
"Thank you", she said again.
The nurse almost collapsed. "Did she just talk?"
"Yes", Kakashi nodded slowly. "Is that a bad thing?"
"Without a lisp as well… it seems she's making progress in the time that I've left!" The nurse felt her forehead. "I'm definitely not ill and your not lying! That girl just spoke without a lisp!"
Kakashi laughed. "She's human, she can talk...". He dared another look at the girl. "...who knows, she might be better by Christmas".
"Don't be ridiculous", the nurse spat.
Kakashi winked at her. "You never know". He got up from his chair and turned at the doorway, waving. "I'll be back on Christmas eve... Just in case".
"Have fun?" Anko met him in the meeting area.
"Yeah, it was fun". The man threw his arm around her. "You ready?"
"Yeah", Anko smiled, cuddling closer to him.
"Glad to hear it", he smiled. "Film or action?"
"I think we should watch a film, and then get some action". She winked cheekily up at him.
The man breathed a laugh. "That sounds utterly fun".
Iruka eyed the two as they wandered out of the doorway, arm in arm, awfully close. He shook his head. "I never thought Anko would be one to cheat". He sighed.
"Neither did I", Genma leant back on his chair. "I would though".
Iruka sent the man a dirty look. "That's not good".
The senbon fell from Genma's mouth dramatically. "Of course, I wouldn't, because I'm Kakashi's friend and all. But, how do you feel about them dating?"
"Who?" Iruka's eyes fell into their soft line of vision.
"Kakashi and Anko. I mean, I think everyone knows that you liked Anko".
"Liked, yeah, I don't like her anymore".
"But that's only because Kakashi's dating her right?"
"Wrong. She's a cheating whore". Iruka nodded towards the doorway. "Kakashi deserves so much better".
"Agreed and disagreed". Genma put his thumb to his chin. "Easy on the eyes, high maintenance". He cupped his hands to his chest and mouthed to Raidou 'those too'. They both mouthed a laugh but Iruka didn't see.
"Exactly", Iruka agreed. "Too much hassle for me".
"I think Kakashi's more your style", Raidou winked from across the table.
"What?" Iruka rose, burning red, fist slammed on the table. "I am NOT gay!"
"Relax man, he was joking", Genma sat the fuming Iruka down. "Here, have a drink". He tossed a bottle of sake in the teacher's direction.
"I don't drink at this time of day!" He slammed the bottle to the floor.
"You don't drink at any time of the day". Kakashi walked casually through the door, weight pressed onto his ankles. "Where's Anko?"
The three chunin looked at each other awkwardly.
"She's long gone", Raidou piped up. "We saw her around an hour ago".
Kakashi clicked his tongue agitatedly. "I told her to meet me here!" Running back through the doorway, he swerved left.
"What. Did you do that for?" Iruka clenched his teeth. "Idiots!" He slammed his fist into the back of Genma's head, not being able to reach Raidou.
"I didn't even do anything!" Genma squirmed, holding the back of his head in bunches of hair.
"You should have told him right there that Anko was with another guy! I feel terrible now!"
"If you feel so bad why didn't you say anything?" Raidou asked, ready to jump if the Chunin pounced for him.
"I couldn't bring myself to do it…" The man fiddled with his knuckles. "Part of me wants to see him… get hurt".
Raidou and Genma looked at each other from across the table. "We know exactly what you mean…" They chorused.
After what Kakashi did, they wanted to see him fall apart…
Christmas songs blasted from the radio's small speakers. Anko groaned as the man held himself close to her, nuzzling her neck and sucking on the skin. He made an inquisitive noise that sent shivers down her spine and goose bumps rise on her back. He kissed her collarbone and continued to go lower, rewarded with a pleasant shake when he got to her thighs. "Please no", she giggled, throwing back her head.
"What the…"
Anko's head flashed to the door, as did the man's. It took a moment for them all to realise the situation.
"Fuck this". Kakashi slammed the door behind him, a hand thrown against his forehead. "Fuck her", he repeated as he ran down the stairs. "Fuck".
...
"Kakashi?" Iruka slowed the Jonine down.
"Get the hell off me!" Kakashi threw the chunin's arm to one side.
"What's going on?" Iruka asked, keeping in line with the man.
"Anko's what's wrong!" Kakashi slammed his fist into the nearest tree, grinding to a halt.
"What happened?" Iruka put a comforting finger on Kakashi's shoulder.
"Her… and another man".
Iruka froze up. Shit, he thought.
"They were going at it… in my apartment. That's what hurts the fucking most… the fact that they were in my apartment".
The finger on his shoulder turned to a hand and then an arm. Before Kakashi knew it, he was engulfed in a gentle hug.
"It's ok… you can cry you know", Iruka whispered into the Jonine's shoulder.
"As if I would over a … girl". It all happened so fast. A small image of what he'd seen them doing and then the tears. Pouring down his face, warm and wet.
"I fucking hate this", he screamed, voice muffled against Iruka's clothing. "I don't even know the guy!"
"It wouldn't have made it any better if you had known him". Iruka muttered.
"It would". Kakashi pulled away. "At least I would have known who to knock the shit out of".
"Did you not see his face?"
"Fuck no, it's not like I had the chance, his head was too far between Anko's legs".
The old Kakashi was coming back, rage and no patience. No more Mr. Nice Guy, Iruka supposed.
"Fuck", he swore again, throwing his fist into the tree so hard that it cracked. "I can't go back now".
"You can't", Iruka mirrored. He set his eyes on his target, lifting an average sized fist, before bringing it down. Hard.
He managed to knock Kakashi to the floor through a pressure point in his neck. "I don't have the time, I'm sorry, it's to the hospital for you". Iruka threw the lighter than expected Jonine over his shoulder and began his wobbly walk down the street. "Sakura will take care of you", he whispered into the unconscious ear.