Title: The New Hokage

Pairing: KakaIru

Rating: PG-15 or more

A/N :

Alright, I update on time! Yay for me! =D Btw, there are few of you that insist/suggest that I get a beta-reader. Honestly, I don't think my grammar is THAT bad. AND I've NEVER promised perfect fics, right? Please note that I'm usually a very busy medic student in her late fourth year that writes FOUR DAMN LONG FICS (See in my profile plz). I don't get enough time to write for fun and when I do, usually it's in Saturday/Sunday and I don't want to make u wait longer than necessary by posting it to some beta-readers only to wait for few days/even a week or two to edit them. My schedule is so overwhelming already that waiting for uncertain time to get the betaed chapters bfore posting it is too much for me to handle at the moment. x_X

The best I can think now IF I get a beta-reader is that he/she edits the ALREADY POSTED chapters. Sorry. -_-

For now, UNBETAED chapter ahead! I'm warning u. Still, happy reading!

- Izky


Chapter 03 (Words : 1,259)

"Hm. Good job, Hawk. You, Feline, and Reindeer deserve a week off."

Iruka nodded back at Ibiki's words. "Thank you, Ibiki-san."

Before Iruka could turn his back, the commanding officer of the Konoha ANBU grabbed his shoulder. "Have you already spoken to...... Rokudaime-sama?"

Iruka's shoulder grew tensed under Ibiki's words. "I'm planning to."

Both of them understood that neither meant the mission report they previously discussed.

"At that time, we didn't have many choices, Iruka. He's one of the strongest jounins we have after the Sannin. And the Council supports him being our Leader." Ibiki continued.

Iruka nodded, eyes grew somber as its owner gripped Ibiki's hand back. "I'm aware of that fact, Ibiki-san."

Ibiki sighed, "Iruka, I know it's not my business. But, it's time for you and him to talk over your problem. You can't dodge him forever, he's your Hokage now."

And Iruka kept silent.

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"You called for me, Hokage-sama?" Iruka stood stiffly before the foor as he stared down at the floor in front of him.

There was a sigh before rustle of the papers stopped. Iruka didn't dare to look, choosing to keep his stare down. There was no telling what Rokudaime would do and Iruka felt it was better if he simply followed him without questions.

After all.....that's what he wants.

"I'm taking a break. Hawk, come with me."

"As you wish, Hokage-sama." Iruka bowed politely as he followed Rokudaime out of his office. In the back of his mind, he recognized the two hidden chakras of the hunter-nins followed their steps. It was always there, surrounding Rokudaime's space as protective intent hung in the air. Iruka felt it last night as well.

Hmm...permanent bodyguards of Hokage, huh? I guess privacy wouldn't be the privilage the Hokage has....

They walked outside to the streets and Iruka noticed how adults edged away from Rokudaime's walking space yet giving him smiles and friendly nods. It seemed that they respected his personal space and gave supports and respect at the same time. Iruka smiled slightly behind his mask at the revelation.

They're aware that he's still the infamous Sharingan Kakashi, who rarely let anyone touch him in friendly manner. Unlike Sandaime-sama.

Or maybe they're afraid of my presence....

Iruka ignored the hurt growing inside him as he followed obediently a few steps behind Rokudaime. It was the price he had to pay for being ANBU. They protected the village, but not many civilians that wanted to have contacts with them.

Forget it....I choose this. I have to be used to it.

Besides the respectful ways most people threw on the silver haired Hokage, Iruka didn't miss the ways more than a few females –teenagers or adults- blushed and whispered among themselves as their eyes followed every track of their Hokage.

Iruka wasn't blind. He was aware how attractive their new Hokage was. Hell, when the Hokage was still simply the jounin, the copy nin, he had many female, even few males –shinobis or civilians- that blushed at his presence more than a few times. Iruka supposed, the only thing that prevented them from throwing themselves at the jounin was the bright orange porn that always opened under the jounin's nose. It wouldn't do to admit they loved a pervert after all.

But now, porn or not, there was no way in hell the females (or even young males) would keep their eyes off the newly turned Hokage. The long flowing grey robe with the kanji of 'Sixth' behind his back was making the already attractive man more desirable than ever. He had still worn his jounin vest under the robe, but none of the previous slouch he usually did was there. He had walked with the air of grace and his bored eye stared ahead instead of staring down at a certain Icha-icha book.

And anyone who knew or didn't know enough of him would be aware that this man was dangerous in his own way, judging from the vast amount of chakra the man emitting from himself, much more than Iruka remembered when he was simply the copy nin.

It seems that he has trained more and more.... Too bad I don't know what kind of training he had ..... It's a wonder how much a three-month period can increase someone's chakra level ....

But apparently none of that mattered with the children.

"Rokudaime-sama. Good-day!"

"Rokudaime-sama!"

"Kakashi-sama! Hope you're well!"

It threw Iruka off guard when a few children, no more than six or seven year old, giggled and walked closer toward them. Kakashi-no-Rokudaime slowly bended down before arched his single eye at them, patting each head gently. The abnormally vast amount of chakra was still there, now circling around the kids in a protective manner, gently wrapping around their bodies as its owner gave his greeting.

"Thank you, kids. And how're you?" The lazy tone was there, but much gentler and softer than usual, Iruka blinked again. He had never heard the man speak in that tone unless to hi-

Stop your wandering thought, damn it. You're on duty!

"Am Fine!"

"Daddy already teach me how to throw kunai, Rokudaime-sama!"

A little dark haired girl giggled before gave a bunch of flowers to him. "For you, Kakashi-sama!"

Rokudaime chuckled as he accepted the flowers. "Thank you. You're .... Umi-chan, right? I hope you'll be a great kunoichi one day."

The little girl, Umi-chan, smiled widely at her parents, who were standing a few feet away. "Daddy! Mommy! Rokudaime-sama said I will be a great kunoichi!"

Her parents chuckled, before walking closer and nodding politely at the silver haired Hokage and the ANBU behind him. "Thank you, Rokudaime-sama."

"And who're the masked one behind you, Kakashi-sama?" The blue haired boy asked as his round eyes blinked at Iruka's silent form.

Iruka felt all attention suddenly shifted toward him. He fought not to vanish as all those kids walked toward him, curiosity filled their innocent eyes. He had been never one for attention, especially in his ANBU form, and he wouldn't change it anytime soon.

Rokudaime simply chuckled before patting one of the boys' head. "He's one of the ANBU, kids."

All the curious eyes turned wider as they 'ooh'-ed and 'aah'-ed at his words.

Iruka was very thankful for the mask as suddenly the three children close the distance between them. He stopped his sensei-instict to shout at them 'Never approach stangers, kids!' in certainly must punish them the next time he taught their cla-

No. He wasn't their sensei anymore, Iruka winced.

Burying the remorse deep inside, Iruka's breath hitched as one of the boys, Ita (he still remembered their faces and names), blinked up at him.

"Are you really a guy?"

Excuse me...?

He had expected questions like 'What's ANBU? What's your Job? What's with the mask? You look like my Iruka-sensei!' He did even expect some things like 'Why do you kill? Do you enjoy killing?' etc.

"You look..... soft though!"

Iruka's jaw opened as he blinked back at the boy, not knowing how to response his words. What.... the hell??

The other boy, Taki, nodded back, "Uhm....I don't think he's a guy. She's so thin...."

Iruka caught himself before the whimper could break through his wall of angst and anger.

Until Umi-chan chirped, admiration filled her words. "...And she gets a long beautiful hair!!! Can I brush your hair, lady ANBU-san?"

And right in the middle of the streets, Hatake Kakashi, Rokudaime, laughed at the distressed not-quite-whimper-sound his ANBU produced as the three kids continue their 'praises' to her-er-him.

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Tbc .....


A/N : I wish I had enough time to draw Rokudaime!Kakashi and ANBU!Iruka...... Argh!! –pulls her hair- - Izky