Chapter 4
"—an-and then (fits of laughter) she said…(snort) and then she said…'So what?!'" "Haha—really, now?" "S'truth!"
They were all having a wondrously good time. Kakashi, Asuma, Kurenai, and even Gai were all hanging out in a little shop of some sort, which served hot drinks, to combat the chill from the outdoor rain. None of the regular patrons had managed to make it in, with the weather being the way it was, so the place was empty but for themselves and the shopkeeper. The jounins were too busy cracking jokes and gulping down their drinks to take much notice of the two genins stumbling into the shop, nearly soaked to the bone.
Pretending to make their way to an empty table, past the laughing group, one of the boys deftly untied Kakashi's mask in passing—his touch too light to be felt as he yanked the cloth away. Sasuke had waited along time to get his revenge, and he was going to enjoy it.
There was a collective gasp from the other jounins.
"What?" Kakshi gave his friends a blank look, not understanding what everyone's problem was…until he felt the air touching the bare skin of his face. His horror-filled eyes met the love-filled ones of Kurenai, "Uh-oh."
Flinging her arms around the copy-nin, the kunoichi pressed sloppy kisses to every centimeter of his exposed face.
Asuma rose from his seat, like an angry bull, face boiling red, and pulled Kurenai off of Kakashi, to deck the sliver-haired ninja with a meaty fist.
Unnoticed in the commotion, the two genins left the shop, returning to the rainy streets. Sasuke and Shikamaru smirked to one another, congradulating themselves on a job well done.
A/N: I may fill this story out latter, or maybe not Hope you enjoyed, and (possibly) reviewed.