A Simple Love

Misaki Ayume was a simple girl. Working in the Konoha weapons shop that her family owned didn't leave much room for adventure. She spent her days sitting in the store front reading mushy love novels whilst imagining her ideal fantasy man. Even though Misaki works in a ninja weapons store, she couldn't be more afraid of fighting and confrontation in a negative way.

As Misaki sat on her stool tucked safely away behind the front counter reading her sappy novel, the bell chimed signalling a new customer had entered. She Briefly glanced up to check who it was and then going back to her book when she saw no one.

"...his breath was hot as it travelled slowly up Kiko's tender white skinned neck, pausing to lightly suck on the soft skin behind her ear, only to painstakingly break away and whisper huskily..."

A cough startled Misaki out of her fantasy world the book had established only to be met with the onyx eye, yes only one, of a tall silver haired man bent over the counter leaning on his elbows to get her attention. His eye crinkled up when Misaki peered at him as a pink blush blossomed on her peachy cheeks at being so caught up in the steamy contents of her novel.

"Ye-yes, may I help you with something?!" Misaki stuttered, the blush spreading down onto her chest. If the man did not have on his mask, she would bet that he would be smirking.

"Yes thank you" his eye crinkled up again a tell tale sign of his hidden smile " Forty kunai and sixty shuriken please" his one eye shown was closely following her, searching her face in appreciation of her looks. Misaki stood, pulling her grey tunic down further over her ninja shorts in the process. Feeling more exposed than ever being followed by his onyx gaze, Misaki walked around the counter, being mindful of her steps, over to the glass case sat against the wall. Unlocking the case, she slid the screen door to the side and pulled out the tray which contained the shuriken, placing sixty into the bag that the man had pulled out during her inner turmoil then pulled out the tray with all the kunai and placed forty into the bag. Closing the sliding glass door, locking it in the process, Misaki walked back to the counter taking her place on the stool.

"That will be 2,000 ryō please" Misaki said, looking everywhere but the onyx eye that followed her every move. The tall man places the bag of weapons down on the counter whilst stretching his toned arm back into his pocket to bring out a leather pouch. He placed the pouch on the counter and waited for Misaki to count out the money, all the while staring at her intensely. After confirming that the correct amount of money was in the bag, Misaki nodded but he remained where he was, watching her. Finally he moved closer to the counter leaning down a bit. His deep voice rumbling over the counter at her.

"My name is Hatake Kakashi, you are so beautiful, I was wondering if you would like to come to Ichiraku's with me for some ramen whenever you get off your shift" his mask crinkled up where his smile would be waiting patiently for a reply. Misaki blush spread down into her deep cleavage as she looked down at her fingers that fiddled in her lap.

"I-I th-think that w-would be nice actually, can you meet me here at eight o'clock then?" she looked up at him face through her thick black lashes her cerulean eyes meeting his onyx eye, a small smile tugging at the corner of her rosy lips. The man, now known as Kakashi, suddenly straightened, startling Misaki, his eye crinkle in what could only be his smile and he chuckled.

"Great, that's great, I'll definitely be here for eight, I look forward to it" Kakashi chuckled again then turned to leave the small store, turning briefly at the door to wave then left through the door as its bell chimed once more.

Misaki giggled, her excitement that such an Adonis of a man would want to be graced with her presence and actually seemed excited about it made her undoubtedly happy. She even let out a girlish squeal and wiggled on her seat in a little dance. She couldn't wait to see Kakashi in a few hours. she glanced at the clock on the wall, deflated that she had another five hours until she could meet this hunk of a man once more. She had to just suck it up and twiddle her thumbs until he came to collect her.

At precisely eight o'clock Misaki dashed from her post yelling to her Uncle Arata that she was off, stopping in the small bathroom to check if she looked okay. Her long chocolate brown hair met the middle of her back with no curl in it, the front had to pieces of hair chopped shorter, brushing her shoulder blades so as not to get in the way, her cerulean blue eyes were framed in long thick black lashes that naturally curled and her heart framed face was appealing to the eye with her peachy cheeks and natural blush. Misaki shrugged, she was average, she didn't see her own beauty, didn't know that all the girls hated her as the men flocked to her for her looks and easy going personality.

As the shops door clicked closed, Misaki let out a small breath, her body deflating. Kakashi was nowhere to be seen. Of course it was too good to be true, no man would want her as more than a friend. as her body sagged and she sucked in the tears that threatened to fall, Misaki started her trek towards her apartment complex. Just as Misaki was passing the barbeque restaurant a large warm hand came down on her shoulder her, stopping her in her place.

As Misaki started to panic a familiar voice whispered in her ear, their warm breath breezing over her face and sending a shiver down her spine. With a gasp she twisted under his hand turning to face the man, stretching her neck up she gaped.

"K-Ka-Kakashi! Are you trying to cause me a heart attack" She squeaked out her breath coming faster, a hand to her full chest. The scarf around his neck muffled his laugh but it was clear, his manly chuckle that cause her to melt a little inside. He peered down at her, his eye crinkled up in his smile.

"Where do you think you are going sweetness?" Misaki blushed as Kakashi pulled her curvaceous body into his chest leaning down to whisper into her neck, breathing her in. Misaki's blush returned with a vengeance, spreading down into her cleavage once more, although this time she watched as Kakashi's gaze followed it before he tugged her egg plant coloured parka tighter over her delicate shoulders, shielding her from the frosty Konoha nights air.

"You didn't show up, so I- I was just going to go home and eat sushi" Misaki's face flamed as she realised what she had said, how could she mention sushi, why! Kakashi didn't seem to mind, he chuckled a little then his eye crinkled once more.

"Yeah, sorry about that sweetness, it's a bit of a joke around my friends, I seem to always be late no matter how much I try" he leaned down and gave a soft kiss on the cheek, lingering for a second before moving back and snuggling her into her jacket once more. Kakashis eye crinkled again.

"So? How about that ramen? I'll pay" he said laughingly, his deep voice ignited a fire inside of Misaki and she had to tame her inner reaction for the fear that she might try to jump his bones. Once Misaki nodded, Kakashi grasped her tiny hand in his large calloused grip tugging her into his side as they wandered through the streets of Konoha towards Ichiraku's.