So let's start with some A/N

My first fic I ever wrote

English is my second language, so any grammar mistakes can happen, ne?

Here's a story about my two favourite characters: Naruto en Kakashi. Damned if they don't get together.

Kakashi's POV,

Other than that, I dunno what to say really so enjoy, and gimme some R&R?

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Closed?

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"Yo!"

"Oh, hey"

"Uh…how's it going?"

"I'm fine I suppose."

He'll probably never understand how the blond twirp could have such mood swings. One moment he's jumping up and down going on about kami knows what and the next, he's all depressed.

"Sure doesn't look like you're fine…I suppose", a small tempting smile escaping his lips. Not that the other could've seen it of course seeing his mask almost covers all of his face.

He wasn't entirely sure what got the boy as upset as he was at the moment. Not noticing where they were standing, he continued on with his questioning. "So, you do know that sulking in the middle of the street isn't very shinobi-like, right? Cause, well you know… out in the open, possible lurking enemies, you catch my drift?"

"But, but, don't you see?!" Ah, not the best response, but a decent one nonetheless. "Yes?"

"It's just, well. It's closed." Pouting wasn't one of the faces he'd have imagined on Naruto, but he sure was convinced they don't come cuter than this. "Huh? Where did that come from? Oh yeah, of course. My utterly hopeless, seemingly (fast) growing interest in the boy before him. No wait, man.

He's only been back for two weeks since he was gone for two years.. After yet another failed attempt to get Sasuke back out of Orochimaru's hands, Naruto took off with Jiraiya again for some much needed training. At least, that's how the boy put it. But those years did Naruto good. Great actually. Aged 19 and man, did his grow spurt really kicked in. He was surprised the way the boy looked when he returned from his first training with Jiraiya. Definitely a lot taller and not to mention he finally got rid of that baby fat. He was quite attractive for a 15 year old back then, in an endearing kinda way of course, but still, those extra two years on top of that especially made the Copycat Nin take a moment to just observe (and categorize) the boy's body. Almost the same height as him now, an even leaner body, but you could see he took on training his physique. Broader shoulders, muscled arms (tight shirt ne?) and slim hips. Strong legs as well. Another smile escaped his lips, this one being just a little bit bigger then the one before, also a little bit more smirk-ish.

"He finally, finally, decided on getting rid of that baggy orange-black combo that really did his body no good, geesh." All the more good it did to see how the boy could actually look like without a shirt. Now, only to get him to loose his shirt...

"Shit, wrong! Ex-student for kami's sake! No need to thing such things. It's obvious this is just a one way thing, so just knock it off mmkay?"

"Closed? What do ya mean?"

A blank expression was all he got before the man started shouting angrily. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN, 'WHAT DO YA MEAN'! LOOK! TO YOUR RIGHT! Uh…Kakashi-sensei." An embarrassed Naruto quickly added. "Another cute face, must be my lucky day."

A surprised, yet almost scared Kakashi slowly turned his head. "There's that mood swing again, pff."

He finally realised where they were. They weren't just standing in the middle of the street, they were standing right in front of a closed Ichiraku. Doors shut, light's out and a note saying it closed earlier due to a sickstaff. "Yup, definitely closed" he thought.

It being not one of his best days, he gave the fox like boy a once over and a questionable look. He was about to add a voiced "So?" until he finally realised what he was fuming about. "Ah, but Naruto, just because Ichiraku's closed, it doesn't mean the rest his, right?" Although he could already predict the coming reaction. "But I REALLY wanted some Ichiraku Ramen!" Which ended with, again, a pouting Naruto? "Third cute face in not even ten minutes flat… must really be my lucky day!"

"You know what? How about I take you to another restaurant, one I'm positive is open right now. My treat, how' bout it?

A very, very big smile appeared on Naruto's face and ended with a dancing Naruto across the street and back, jumping up and down singing "Kakashi-sensei's buying me dinner, Kakashi-sensei's buying me dinneeeer." "Alright, alright, stop it, everyone's watching." A hushing respond towards the, let's just say 'gleeful' man. "A full grown man, but he still get's the biggest kick out off free food. Will he ever change?

But still, he couldn't help the fact that a pretty big smile of his own started forming on his lips. "Thank kami for my mask!" was all the man could think.

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"Right…I forgot how much he eats. And that being a super-Jounin doesn't automatically mean I get a bonus every month"

Kakashi really didn't mind. He'll just eat plain noodles for the next two weeks. At least his former student, back from training with Jiraiya, now fully grown man, looking very hot while being said fully grown man, was happy. "Ugh, enough with the adjectives already."

But still, he couldn't help notice how happy the blond was. He never figured he would get the hots for the man before him. Especially when he reminded himself of the way Naruto was back in the old days when he was assigned to team 7 with Kakashi as his sensei. "The number-one-surprising-very-loud-knuckleheaded-hyperactive-genin. How Naruto had grown, although I doubt he'll ever get rid of his slacking-ish attitude."

In the 6 years that Kakashi's known him now, Naruto really matured. His techniques improved over the years, his sense of fashion, how serious he can be when you least expect it and how he grew up to be a very attractive man, with a nice lean muscled body, handsome face and shiny hair and… Kindly ignoring the fact that he himself is 14 years older and that he really shouldn't be thinking like this about him! He couldn't help himself. He always admired the younger man, how determined he had always been at getting stronger right from the beginning. All he wanted was to be recognized by everyone else. "Well, you sure made me recognize you, you just don't know it…yet." He really couldn't afford himself to fall for Naruto, but that was just a very tiny voice in his head, overpowered by the rest of his conscious. Back then, he probably could slap some sense into himself, but as it is right now, he's head over heels. "Hmm, what have you gotten yourself into Kakashi? And you call yourself a super-Jounin. Tss."

"Here you go, bowl number eight and nine." the kind waiter said. "What? Nine already?! Naruto, seriously?! You're still hungry?" "Of course, don't you know me by now?" The younger of the two hardly looked up while speaking, before he jumped in and started devouring his next two dishes.

"Ano, why aren't you eating sensei?" The blond threw a questioning look at the silver haired man and stared into his right eye. "Is it because, after all these years, you still don't let people see your face?" The kid had a point there. But of course, he had his usual excuse ready to go "No, not that, I'm just not hungry is all." "Go tell it to that bird you were always going on about back when you were training us, maybe he'll believe you." A fowl smirk crossed his face while doing his best not to look always from his former sensei. "Right, well I hope you enjoyed your meal, but any more of this and I'll be more broke than the Godaime after a bad game 'o dice."

"Oh, you're leaving already? But we just got here." "And again that pout on his face! Is he deliberately trying to make me squirm in front of him? Not fair." A slightly sad look filled Kakashi's face.

"Ah, it's just that seeing you eat my salary away isn't the only thing I have to do today." "What, go read one of Ero-sennin's book right?" "When did he get this sharp?"

"No, just, other stuff." Stuff you shouldn't worry about, so." It really looked like the kid's face couldn't get any sadder. It nearly broke Kakashi's heart. Maybe he did care for him. "Well of course he cares for you, just not the way you'd want."

"I'll go and pay the check, if you want, I could order another bowl for you?"

"Really?" That seemed to put his smile back on his face. "Sure thing kid." He ruffled the blonds' coup, gave him a little wink with his right eye and took off towards the counter at the front of the place he picked, just at the edge of the city's limits. He asked if they could sent one more bowl to the blond in the back of the restaurant and with one last turn and a sweet, small smile, he exited the building and headed left, towards the town's graveyard.