Summary: Anko has sizzling plans for Iruka, but will those plans interfere with Shizune's budding relationship? And what is Tsunade plotting for Christmas this year?

-Ch. 6-

The Memories

-Kakashi-

-I met up with Iruka at the 'Kage's building. He looked amazing! He was in a henge, like we agreed, but I could still see the implications of his true form. He had fiery, pixie-cut hair rather than his long mahogany colored mane, he was as fair as a porcelain doll instead of his usual rich caramel, he had a slight figure in lieu of his customary broad physique, and yet I knew it was him. His walk, his smile, his timidity…..all the same.

"Konichiwa, Kakashi-san." "Konichiwa, Iruka-kun." I smiled at him. "How did you know it was me?" "I like you a lot Iruka," I smiled bigger. "I would be able to recognize you no matter what form you took." He blushed. It stained his pale cheeks. I loved his blush.

He looked up at me from beneath his lashes. "So, where are we going? I assume that you have finally thought of a place." Ooo, I like 'em fiery!(*) I grinned and started walking. "You know, they say if you assume something it makes an ass out of 'u' and 'me'." He rolled his eyes. "Yes, yes, Kakashi-San, but where are we going?" Just as he asked a villager saw us walking by. "Hey! Kakashi-San, who is the pretty lady with you? Are you sure she wouldn't rather come with me?" He winked. I rolled my eyes. It was all in fun. "I'm sure if he wanted to be with you he would." The villager just gave me a funny look. What had I said?

"'He'? I'm pretty sure that's a 'she' Kakashi." Oh. I looked over at Iruka and shrugged. He looked angry. "Of course I'm a 'she'! Do I look like a man to you!" He stormed off. "Look at that, our first date and I'm already in the dog-house!" The villager chuckled and shook his head. "Good luck with that one, Kakashi. I've heard what a temper red-heads have." And with that I ran after Iruka. "Iruka! Iruka, wait up!" I finally caught up with him. "Iruka, I didn't mean to. It was a simple slip of the tongue." He swung around. "That's another thing, Kakashi! Stop calling me by my real name! I'm in a henge for a reason." "What do you want me to call you then?" He looked around for inspiration.

"How about Hi no Akuma?" He had a grin like a chesire cat. "Mah, Fiery Demon doesn't quite suit you. How about Akage no Yosei? Redhead Fairy?" I smiled smugly. He rolled his eyes. "No. I'm not going around being called fairy. How about…." His eyes gleamed. He must have seen something good. "Sekkusu Koneko?" I went bug eyed. "Do you really want me to go around Konoha calling you Sex Kitten?" He smirked up at me. "No, I just wanted to see your reaction." I stopped blushing. "Well, I do like Koneko…" I grinned his way. "How about it Koneko-Sensei?" He blushed and looked at his toes. "You make it sound so dirty Kakashi-San." I chuckled. "Just Kakashi will do nicely." He glanced up at me shyly. "How about Utsukushii Ningyo?" I looked at him puzzled. "Lovely Mermaid? Why?" He smiled. "It's closer to my actual name." "How?" "They're both sea creatures." I looked down at him and grinned. "Ningyo-Sensei it is!"

He beamed and we continued walking. "So, Kakashi-Sa-, Kakashi, are you going to tell me where we are going or-" "We're here!" He looked around. "Where exactly is here?" "Why here, My Dear, is the Steer, Beer, and Brassieres!" His face fell. "You have got to be kidding me." I smiled widely at him. "Nope!" He looked positively sick. "For our first date you are taking me to a nudie steak house and bar." My smile brightened. "Yes, sir! Erm, Ma'am! It's a very popular chain of steak-houses from the U.S." 'n.n' He looked pale. "Oh….My….Kami….."

We walked into the - ehehe - restaurant. The hostess was dressed in a skimpy, black, sequin dress. She looked up from her reservation book. She smiled at us. "Hello, and welcome to Steer, Beer, and Brassieres. Do you have a reservation?" I pointed at my hitiate. "I'm a ninja, doesn't that count for something?" Her smile became strained. "No, sir. I'm sorry, but you must have a reservation." I grinned mischievously. "Then look under Hatake. It should say 'Party of Two'."

She looked at her book and her smile got more strained. "I didn't realize we had a prankster among us. Good one Mr. Hatake. If you would please follow Kyandi. I started snickering. Iruka had a curious look on his face. "What are you laughing at?" My eyes started watering from laughing so hard. "Candy. It's a very popular stripper name." He still looked confused. "But why are you laughing so hard?" "I don't know! Go and be seated Iru- Ningyo. I'll be right back." I headed towards the bathrooms. I ran in and locked the door. "Get ahold of yourself, Kakashi! It's just another date! –But it's not just another date! You really like Iruka.– But you don't have to freak out over it. Be cool! Be cool."

I unlocked the door and walked to our table. It was a sunken booth. (Which means they dug about five inches into the foundation.) It was a marble topped table with a pole driven through it. The table was three times as wide as a normal table with a long ruffle around the out-skirts to give the 'spectators' a little privacy if they wanted to do something other than eat with their hands. I had reserved that solitary booth along with the two best dancers in the house. (Josei and Otoko.)

Iruka looked nervous. "This isn't exactly what I was expecting for a first date, but I know this place isn't cheap. Even to get one of the 'bad tables'. How could you afford to get us the V.I.P. table?" I smirked. "I have ways my dear mermaid." He looked at me skeptically. "You didn't sleep with the owner to get these seats, did you?" I chuckled. "Not the owner, no." He blanched. -And he had just regained his color, too. Oh, well. He'll blush enough later. It'll balance out.-"Then who did you sleep with?" I slid in beside him. "The manager. You know her. I think you've slept with her too." He looked at me agape.

"I did not!" "Oh, really? Well, then I'll have to tell Anko that she's a dirty, rotten, liar." I looked down at where his penis would have been. "And a bitch for getting my hopes up so high about your endowment." His blush returned full force. "She told you about that? Wait! Anko is the manager!" I grinned. "Yep! She lets me in whenever I want. I get free food too. The strippers; however, cost me a bit." His blush-stained cheeks got redder. "St-st-strippers?" "Yep, strippers. Look, here comes our waitress." He grabbed my hand in a death grip. "Kakashi, I'm really not comfortable with this." "Relax, Ningyo. It'll be ok. And if by the end of the evening if you haven't had a good time then you don't ever have to go out with me again. Ok?" The waitress sauntered up to our table in the naughty school-girl uniform. "What can I get for ya'll?" She obviously wasn't Japanese.

"I want a filet-mignon medium rare wrapped with chewy bacon, fuji apples, and sweet potato fries. What do you want Ningyo?" He swallowed hard. His gaze was stuck on her 'endowments'. I grinned and ordered for him. "Get her a sample platter of the appetizers." She grinned. "Which ones?" I thought about it. "Just get all of them. I'll want some too." Iruka had a blush so red you could signal planes with it. "She never been in a strip club before?" I grinned and shook my head. "This is our first date too." Her eyes lit up. "Oh! So this is a very special occasion for ya'll! I'll be sure to set something real nice up. Special, just for ya'll." As she walked away Iruka's eyes moved to her other endowment. His blush intensified. "Be careful, Ningyo, or you may just have a girl come home with you tonight."

He looked up at me. His eyes were slightly glazed. He got that worked up over her? Don't get me wrong, she's beautiful, but that accent could really get on your nerves quick. Without thinking I quipped. "What's so special about her?" His gaze immediately became lucid. "It wasn't so much her as her outfit." He blushed again. I love that blush. "What about it?" I asked. "I was imagining it on some-one else and I rather liked the way it looked."

I grinned devilishly. "Would that some-one happen to be me?" He smiled coyly. "Maybe…" He looked up at me and leaned in. I had just closed my eyes and was about to kiss him when- "Here's ya'll's order! Fresh and pipin' hot! I didn't know what ya'll woulda wanted to drink so I got ya'll some Strawberry Stormy. On the house a course." I glared up at her. "Thanks. What exactly is Strawberry Stormy?" She continued as if I hadn't wished her and her stupid accent would die. "Strawberry Stormy is the house special beverage tonight. It's a strawberry drink, a lil' bit of kiwi, and a whole lot of Captain Morgan to loosen ya'll up a bit." She beamed. "Is there anything else I can get for you before your dancers come on-stage?"

I looked over at Iruka. "Nope, nothing else. Thank you." She smiled, turned and pulled a little microphone out of her bra. "Folks, I want all of ya'll to give this couple a good luck done right! This is their first date! On the count of three I want ya'll to yell 'Yee-Haw!' Are ya'll ready? Okay! One…Two…Three! YEE-HAW! That was great ya'll, now if the dancin' gals and guys will all come over here to give them their free lap dances we'll be doin' good! One more time! One, two, three! YEE-HAW! Whoo! Ya'll have been great! Let's give a round of applause to these good-natured folks." She turned back towards us winked and sauntered off.

As she walked off all of the strippers came up and did a impromptu orgy dance. It was all naked bodies and the smell of steak. Oh, Kami, my steak is done! I dove into my steak. When the dancers realized I wasn't interested they left. I turned from my steak long enough to look at Iruka. His hair was mussed and he looked delectable. I leaned in. "What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?" He was as red as a tomato. "I think I just got raped." I laughed. "Mah, you weren't raped. Just molested." He looked over at me. "I felt penis on me." I laughed a little harder. "Yes, that usually happens when you get a lap-dance from a guy." He looked my way and smiled impishly. "Show me."

I choked on the bite of food I was eating. "What!" "Give me a lap-dance, Oh, Pervy-Sensei." I grinned. He wanted to play? Ok. I'll play. I took the fork out of his hand and put it on the table. "Get comfortable." He looked anything but. I leaned over to whisper in his ear. He visibly tensed as I got closer to him. "Relax, Iruka, I'm not going to do anything tonight that you don't want me to." He calmed. "But I want you to." I felt a familiar heat settle in my stomach.

I kissed him lightly on the nose and started dancing with the ambience music. I put one knee on either side of his thighs, one hand on the table (to support me) and started thrusting in time with the music. With my other hand I started stripping off my vest, then my sweater. His pale cheeks tinged pink and his eyes widened. I ground my way down.

When I was squatting in front of his knees I started running my hands up his thighs. I could hear his breathing getting shallower. I turned over and ground my way back up. One foot was on the bench and the other was on the floor. I could get closer that way. I started thrusting in time with the music again, just barely brushing against his core with every pump. His breath hitched. He was so wet, already!

Just then I heard some-one clear their throat behind me. "Well we were coming to dance for you, but I can see some-one got started with-out us." I turned to see Josei and Otoko smiling knowingly. Otoko winked at me. "You've got some talent! Why aren't you a dancer?" I composed myself. "Because I only do private dances for one." I motioned to Iruka with my eye. "This girl is that one." Josei grinned lasciviously. "Too bad. I would've liked to have you as my Christmas gift." Otoko smiled at us. "Tell you what, since you were having so much fun without us we'll let you have a room instead of giving you a dance. Is that good for you?" I looked to Iruka. It was up to him how fast this went. He took a BIG gulp of his Strawberry Stormy and slurred out, "That wouhld be woooonderfuhlll!" My mouth dropped. "Iru—uhm…Ningyo, are you sure?" He looked at me with glazed eyes and a lazy smile. "Shure Ah'm Shure!"

I looked back to talk to the dancers, and they were gone! In their place was a shiny gold key with the words 'pent-house suite' on the key-chain. I looked back at Iruka. "I wonder where this key goes?" "Well, Silly! Steer, Beer and Brassieres has a hotel built on top of it! That key there is to the suite on the top floor. The elevator is over there." The waitress was back. "Are ya'll finished with your food or would you like to have it brung up to your room?" I glanced around. Most of it had been forgotten. I didn't want it to all go to waste. "Put it all in the fridge in our room. Oh, and bring us some extra orders of Strawberry Stormy." She grinned. "Rodger, dodger! The elevators are over that way."

I looked over at Iruka. He giggled and got on top of me. "Want to take this some-where a little more private, Ka-ka-shi – Sen-sei?" With every syllable of my name he kissed or nipped a different part of my neck. I groaned softly and felt my-self harden. What had I gotten myself into!

Sorry it's been so long! I know you guys really wanted it before now. I've just been so busy! I'm trying to start college, and it's proving more difficult than I thought.

But, enough about me. Any-body that can tell me what Josei and Otoko mean in English (without going to a translator XP) gets a magical rain-bow cookie!

(*)Who-ever can tell me what this is referenced from gets not one, but TWO magical rain-bow cookies AND a pet Fancy Prance Unicorn ABSOLUTELY FREE! That's right! ABSOLUTELY FREE!

(p.s.-Fancy Prance Unicorn is a trade-mark of Catscratch. I am not liable nor responsible for the awesomness that is the Fancy Prance Unicorn song.)

Steer, Beer, and Brassieres is a made up place. I based it off of the quintessential male fantasy of what the perfect restaurant would be. Strawberry Stormy; however, is a real drink! I tried it at Logan's, and it is DELICIOUS! I love, love, LOVE it!