The Escapade
Chapter Eleven: The Perfect Combination
A/N: Can anyone else picture Kakashi as a MIB?
"Alexandria Jo Rivers, will you marry me?" Kakashi asked. The ring was the same one that I'd given to Iruka when he stopped by a few days ago. I wondered how long I was going to stand there like a complete moron with my mouth flung open.
I couldn't trust my voice, but I nodded and faintly whispered. "Yes."
He slid the ring on my finger and kissed me, right in front of everyone in the entire store, but I didn't care. I hugged Kakashi tightly. I was so glad to see him. He wrapped his arms around me and I settled into his warm embrace. I gestured toward the door with my head and gave a look at Ricky, who mouthed, 'Get out of here,' while smiling and taking pictures of Kakashi and I.
Kakashi drove us to his condo—in the pouring rain, again—and I didn't even bother to look at the charred remains of my apartment as we passed. He carried me bridal style into the apartment and we sat on his back porch, gazing out onto the rugged mountains. He had his arm around me, and I twisted the ring on my finger, staring at it.
"Did I surprise you?" he asked, grabbing my hand and holding it. I looked up at him.
"Of course you did. I didn't expect you back for another two or three weeks." I told him.
"Told you I would have came home early," he said while patting me on the head.
"But didn't it hurt the job, though? You were supposed to stay there for six weeks."
"Nope. My job was done after I trained the manager," he shifted positions so he was fully facing me now. "Someone else came in to watch the store. So, I took the opportunity and I left. That was the most Godforsaken place I've ever been in," he muttered.
I ruffled his hair, which earned me a small chuckle. "I'm glad you're back."
He kissed me on the forehead and I sat back, tired as ever. We sat there, watching it pour the rain as dusk turned to twilight, and twilight to dawn. The rain cascaded into tiny rows of droplets until I barely heard it stop before drifting off to sleep. I didn't know what time it was; I didn't really care. I was with Kakashi, and that was really all that mattered.
The next day, I woke up to the sound of birds chirping outside of the open window that was directly beside of the bed I was in. I opened my eyes slightly; I didn't want to get up, but I had to. The sun's beams hit my face as soon as I got out of the bed—which was extremely comfortable—and I squinted my eyes in pain.
It sure was bright out there.
I raised my arms above my head in a stretching manner, and I felt the ring on my finger. I brought my arms down to look at it, and I smiled. I was getting married. I didn't know when, but I was getting married someday to Kakashi. Speaking of which, where was he?
I silently went downstairs to the kitchen to find Kakashi making breakfast. I stayed at the threshold of the door to see what it was he was cooking. I craned my neck around to see if I could get a good look, then he moved to block me again.
"Darn it," I whispered a little too loudly.
I heard Kakashi come closer to the edge of the wall where I was at, and I flattened myself against it, James Bond style.
"What are you doing?" he asked me with a smirk. His blue eyes lightened and a silver eyebrow came down, as if he knew what I was doing all along. Which he probably did.
"Seeing if the wall is sturdy," I lied. I tapped the wall with my hand and nodded. "Yep. Sturdy enough."
He cocked his head to one side and smiled at me. "I know what you're doing. You were spying on me."
"I did no such thing. Even if I did, you couldn't pro—" I was cut off by my cell phone blasting a ringtone. Kakashi looked at me funny and I shrugged, wondering whom it could be this early in the morning.
"Hello?" I answered sleepily, turning my speakerphone on.
"Hey, girl." Ricky said excitedly. "Just calling to tell you that you could have the weekend off, paid. You might be busy, if you know what I mean."
I grimaced and hastily turned off the speakerphone, which made Kakashi laugh—loudly. "Thanks, Ricky. Oh, is there anyway I could repay you for taking LB and I to New York?" I watched Kakashi flip pancakes as I spoke.
"Yes, there is, in fact."
"Anything. What is it?"
"You could take over as manager—permanently." He stated. I had to grab onto Kakashi's shoulder, because I knew my knees would give out.
"Oh, God. Are you serious?" I asked. Kakashi stopped flipping pancakes and turned to hold me.
"If I've told you once, I've told you a million times, doll. Serious as a heart attack." He stated. I shook my head in disbelief.
"You're perfect for it. Besides, I'm getting old anyway."
"Ricky, you're only twenty eight."
"Okay, maybe I'm not that old. But my old store needed help, so they called me back. You're now manager, doll. I won't leave until the weekend, though. Parting is such sweet sorrow." He said dramatically, quoting Romeo and Juliet. I laughed.
"Ricky, I don't know what to say. Thank you so much. For everything."
He chuckled. "No problem, girl. I better get invited to the wedding, though."
Wedding. The meaning of that word hit me, and I almost lost my balance again. "You will. No doubt about it. I'll talk to you later." I shut my phone and Kakashi took my phone and set it on the counter.
"So? Good news?" he asked, handing me a plate of pancakes.
"Ricky offered—well, basically gave me—manager's position at the store." I said, taking the plate and setting it on the table. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he smiled at me.
"That's great, love. I'm so happy for you. I told you things would fall in place." He said and he kissed me softly. He twirled me around in a circle, and then set me down. I felt my heart skip beats at the contact. He took our plates to the living room and we sat on the couch beside of each other, eating. He turned on the television to the news. I finished and took our plates to the sink and sat them down. "Love, I think you might want to see this." He called from the living room. I stopped running dishwater and sat down on the couch, staring at the television.
"Our breaking news story that still happens to be in progress—The trial of Shane Carver Weston from the area of Ridgeway. Weston is charged with one count of arson and one count of theft. Weston set fire to his high school girlfriend's apartment, and stole a large sum of money from Ridgeway's infamous diner—Bonnie's Drive-Thru. Weston is currently being tried at Ridgeway Courthouse, under Honorable Judge Tristan." Kakashi held my hand as I watched the reporter speak, and I sat back to hug up to him. They showed pictures and film of my apartment being burned and the aftermath. I turned around to bury my face between the couch and his shoulder, but turned back around when the reporter started to speak again..
"Weston's girlfriend from high school is a woman by the name of Alexandria Jo Rivers. Rivers told Ridgeway's sheriff—Sheriff Dalater—that she had always had complications with Weston; she had also told Dalater that the arson and theft were most likely acts of revenge when she refused to take back Weston as her boyfriend. Rivers, once a former employee of Bonnie's Drive-Thru, stated that Weston had came in on her break and tried to force himself on her after they had gotten into an argument.
Rivers said that she had found a note on her car while her and a friend were at Starbucks, that led her to believe that one of three places were on fire: her parents' home, her apartment, or the diner that she was previously fired from. Rivers had gotten into her car and came home to her apartment being burned down. Although she is obviously not being held accountable to whereas she is simply the victim, Miss Rivers told Sheriff Dalater that it was: "all right if they couldn't do anything to him, because what he reaps, he shall sow." The Sheriff guaranteed Miss Rivers that Weston's act would not go unpunished."
"Well, that's amazing," I muttered, mostly to myself.
"I think they got your name wrong," Kakashi said in an attempt to change the subject. I smiled at him and he held me tightly. "You're no longer 'Miss Rivers'. You'll soon be 'Mrs. Hatake'."