Chapter 3

The next day, I begrudgingly treaded on towards the training grounds again, where we all would eventually meet. I signed, dreading the thought, for it didn't exactly go so well yesterday. Who knew being on a team would cause me so much angst. I need to try though, for Akiko. I sulked, awaiting the torture that is to come. I walked up to my newly found team, waiting for Kakashi to give our orders. I noticed him stare at me as I pulled out my book, Make-Out Paradise 2. His one eyebrow perked as I started to read and blatantly ignored him. The others stared at me appalled at my actions of reading this suggestive piece of art. They're just missing out; if they read it they'd understand.

"Well, good morning everyone."

"Kakashi-sensei, are you feeling alright? You're actually on time!" Sakura responded to his nonchalant greeting.

"Well we happen to have a new student; wouldn't it be rude if I came late right off the bat?"

The others just sulked as his remark, giving the assumption he's never on time. I guess some habits can't be helped unless there are special circumstances.

"Well for now well start our morning up with training, if you'd even call it that. It'll really just be some tag team sparring, so you can work on teamwork to help carry out missions. You all have mastered your abilities, and I'm sure I can assume the same for Fuyami, so all we really have to work on is our teamwork."

"What can you do Fuyami?"

"I'm strongest in Ninjutsu and Genjutsu. I specialize in silent killing, as well as wind and water type jutsu."

"What did you do in the anbu? If you don't mind me asking that is." Sakura asked curiously.

"Eh…I was an assassin." I looked down, avoiding the look of disgust in their eyes. Surprisingly Kakashi didn't seem surprised, he probably was already informed of the monster I was. Sasuke didn't seem to care at all, which also didn't surprise me considering he supposedly went rogue.

"Well how about a demonstration?" Kakashi said, trying to take our minds elsewhere.

"Sure, how about you two spar Kakashi?" Sakura suggested.

"I suppose." Kakashi signed as he put his book away.

Oh joy, this ought to be interesting.

"I'll warn you, I'm not used to holding back, let alone sparring." I cautioned him, not like I care, but I need to make a better impression if I'm to be a part of this team.

"Heh, I'll try to be careful." He said playfully.

We bowed an immediately created distance. Not fully aware of his type, I could go about this fight in two different ways. I could play defensive and analyze his moves, or I could try and take him out with speed before he can retaliate. Considering he is a jounin, I should play this safe. I'm not going in for a kill so I should play a little less serious. So I kept on the defensive as I awaited his move. He seemed to be studying me as well, taking his time. So I pulled the first hit by throwing a needle coated in ice towards him. He dodged and started to charge for me. I moved back trying to keep distance, since I happened to be more ranged in my attacks. He jumped towards me going for a kick, and man he was fast. I ducked while simultaneously trying to trip him as he landed in the process, but he managed to grab hold of my foot and throw me back. It was no use, I'm no good with taijutsu, and he was way too fast for me. As I landed I quickly pulled myself up, and weaved the sign for water dragon jutsu. When the water cleared I realized I had only hit him with a clone; the real Kakashi disappeared. I looked around hastily, only to assume he was either hiding below or above. As I listened for him, I heard him beneath me preparing his attack, so I jumped up to avoid him only to discover a clone in the air. I went to hit the clone, but to my surprise it wasn't a clone, and he grabbed me to use the hidden lotus technique. Luckily for me I managed to use a last minute shadow clone to avoid the damage. As I landed safely on the ground, I ran at him as he recovered to hit him with Typhoon Water Vortex. In the time I was wielding the signs, I realized the real Kakashi was standing behind me, and he managed to knock me over and put a kunai to my neck. I had lost, which is not something I'm all to use to.

"Not bad, I can definitely see you're jounin-level." Kakashi mused.

"Thanks." I remarked flatly, obviously my ego was bruised. Definitely going to feel sore later, to say the least. I sighed as he helped me up, noticing there was something oddly attractive about him. I noticed his other eye had been showing, and that he had a permanently activated sharingan. How could he have sharingan?

"You did very well; I actually had to resort to my sharingan to defeat you." He chuckled lightly, I won't lie; it was pretty cute. I shook the thought out of my head. The last thing I need to be worrying about is a crush on my teacher. I sighed and created distance between us. Training continued on, and I found to my surprise I was compatible with each of my team members. Even Naruto and I packed a fairly strong punch. Soon after we left to help repair damaged buildings and restore the leaf, and then even had dinner together, which was completely weird for me. I don't usually go out on social events with anyone. I didn't mind it so much, I mean I suppose it wasn't all too bad. They even started to warm up to me bit by bit. Soon we started to take our separate ways, everyone accept for Kakashi, whom I noticed had been escorting me home. I looked up at him as he just read his book and walked next to me keeping his pace.

"Uhm, can I help you?" I finally managed to kill the silence.

He looked over at me, "Well, that all depends. What is it exactly you're offering to help with?"

"Cryptic much? I only asked because you seem to be walking with me towards my home."

"Actually, I'm walking with you because my home happens to be right there." He pointed ahead of where we were standing.

Awkward. My face was probably bright crimson at the moment.

"Sorry, I didn't know." I managed to spur out.

"Don't worry about it. I can escort you home if you'd like, Fuyami."

"Don't hassle yourself, I wouldn't want you to go out of you way. I can walk home myself."

"Well suit yourself; it's not really a hassle considering you're nearby."

I didn't answer, and the next thing I knew we were both heading towards my house. It was silent again, dead silent. However, it wasn't awkward at all, more of a peaceful silence, as if it were just right. Maybe I should apologize, I had been rude this whole time, not intentionally, and it's just how I am. It would help patch things up, and will save me trouble in the future.

"I-," I started to cut myself off. I've never apologized before. I looked over as I saw him raise a brow.

"Yes?"

"I uh, I'm sorry. For being rude that is. It's not intentional, I'm just not exactly uh, socially adept if that makes sense."

I looked over as he chuckled to himself; his laugh is quite heartwarming. It's like my sister's smile; it makes the atmosphere feel alright, and happy.

"It's no problem at all. Honestly, I could tell, I was in the Anbu too once. I get it; you'll catch on in time." I could see him smiling through his mask ever so slightly.

Once we reached my doorstep, he looked at me sincerely. "Don't ever worry about what you say around me, I get it. It's not a problem at all, and if you ever need someone to talk to, I'm here."

That was random, I almost don't know what to say. Say something…

"Uhm…..Okay." Really? That's all I could manage to spit out. Man I really know how to botch things. "Thank you…I really do appreciate it."

"No problem." He started to walk away, and then turned his head towards me. "By the way, the whole rude thing is kind of cute. It suits you." With those words, he had started to take his leave. As for why I hadn't stopped him, I couldn't tell you myself. For some reason I just let him go; no retaliations, no smart comments, nothing came out of my mouth for I had nothing to say. It was as if his words stunned me from being able to articulate words. With that I made way in to my house, and the only thought that had come to mind that moment is that Kakashi is one interesting man.