AJ: YAY Chapter 4! Gomen, didn't mean to take so long with this... its even
shorter than I meant it to be but at least I'm getting it up ^^ *pats self
on head* Short chapter I know, but the next one is to be long, maybe really
long!
Kabuto: what's the difference between long and really long?
AJ: one is long and the other is really long
Kabuto:... o_O
AJ: Anyways, Disclaimer! I don't own Naruto, sliced bread, alarm clocks or muffin pie!
Kabuto: Muffin Pie? Alarm cloaks? Sliced Bread? Why did you need to say those?
AJ: well I don't own them now do I?
Kabuto: Ya but-
AJ: but nothing... to the story!!
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Chapter 4
The first thing Kakashi did when he woke up the next morning was let out a loud groan. He sat up slowly, putting his hand on his head and opening his eyes to take in the surroundings, it took him a moment to realize something was off.
He was in a room he had never seen before, not just ay kind of room, a bedroom. Though slightly intrigued he let out another groan and tried hard to remember what exactly had happened, but knew it was futile.
He stood up shakily, looking around trying to figure out who lived in this place. The first thing he noticed was the person lying on the bed. Brown hair hung in the person's face, and Kakashi bent down to get a good look at the face. Since he was hung over it took him a moment or so to figure out who it was, even after seeing the scare across the person's nose.
He straightened himself up and frowned, he would very much like to remember why he was in Iruka's room. He noted Iruka's ripped shirt, which intrigued him even more.
He rubbed his temple and flopped back down on the ground with a thump. Iruka stirred and let out his own groan. He wearily lifted his head and look at Kakashi.
"Ohayou," he said while shifting slightly and propping himself up on his elbows.
"Ohayou... what am I doing here?" Kakashi said quizzically.
"Oh... well, Naruto and I saw you yesterday when you were very.... intoxicated. You passed out and we couldn't leave you there, so we brought you back here," Iruka explained.
"Oh," Kakashi said, a tone of disappointment in his voice, "I thought something more interesting happened."
It took Iruka a few seconds to understand what Kakashi meant by that. When it did hit him, he promptly turned bright red and looked rather stunned.
"It was a joke," Kakashi said, reassuring the dolphin but laughing rather hard.
Iruka's blush faded a few shades after that and sat up on his bed, "Ano... would you like some breakfast?" he asked.
Kakashi checked the clock sitting the nightstand beside the bed. "Sure I have two hours until I have to go to training," Kakashi said happily.
"You don't start training until nine?" Iruka asked, glancing at the clock and getting of his bed.
"No, training started an hour ago, but they won't expect me until nine," the jounin replied.
"You make them wait for three hours?" the chuunin said with a disbelieving tone.
"Patience is a virtue," Kakashi responded.
Iruka nodded, agreeing slightly, then left the room and headed to the kitchen. Kakashi trailed behind him, taking in the rest of the apartment when. Once in the kitchen Iruka busied himself getting the food prepared and Kakashi took a seat at the small kitchen table, pulled out Icha Icha Paradise and began to read.
The book went unnoticed by the dolphin for the first little while, but with the scarecrow's giggles, drew his attention. Iruka's expression changed the moment he say the bright orange cover of the book, it had been relaxed and sleepy, now it was flashing between shock and distaste.
"It's a good book," Kakashi said with out looking up, let out another little giggle and added, "some good ideas too."
Iruka's face became the colour of a tomato and he made a very odd noise, which had Kakashi laugh.
"It's really easy to make you blush... and freak you out," Kakashi said cheerfully.
Iruka tried with all his might to say something in reply, opening and closing his mouth, giving him a fish like look. He stopped after a flustered minute, calmed down, and returned to the food. Him finished within the next few minutes and placed a plate in front of Kakashi and took his plate and sat across from the copy ninja and began to eat.
Kakashi closed the book, and laid it down on the table and proceed to eat too. Again the chuunin's eyes fell to the book and narrowed slightly.
Kakashi sighed and looked up at Iruka and asked, "You think I'm a bad influence on my students don't you? With my, ah, interesting choice of literature, being late and getting extremely drunk yesterday."
Iruka was a little shocked with the question. The scarecrow didn't come off as someone to care about other people's opinions, so why would he ask? Then again, he did seem like the person to do things for the hell of it and that could be the reasoning behind it.
He thought for a minute, trying to figure out exactly what he thought of the copy ninja. I was a conflicting opinion. He had the punctuality of a snail and read those dirty books in front of impressionable young ninjas. On the other hand he could take care of his team if they got in trouble, he was an amazing ninja, one of the best with the most gorgeous blue eye ever-
Iruka stopped and mentally slapped himself for the thought he hadn't meant to think. He turned red and looked away from Kakashi.
"Well... its just Naruto... he's very influential..." the jounin said, still sort of flustered and trying to word things right.
"I don't think he is really that influential. He does what ever he wants to do, not what some one else is doing. He's more of an influence on other people, like Konohamaru and his group for example," Kakashi responded, "and if anyone has, or is going to corrupt Naruto, it's Jiraiya-sama."
Iruka had to admit, Jiraiya-sama was worst then Kakashi was and looking at it, Naruto was more the type to leave an impression. They finished eating in silence, except for Kakashi's random bouts of humming.
"That was great," Kakashi said, once his plate was cleared, "But I should be going now. Big training session today, so I really shouldn't be too late. Thank you very much for the food and not leaving me on the street."
"It was nothing," Iruka said, getting up and walking Kakashi to the door, "Sayonara."
~*~ Author's Note ~*~
AJ: do you know how many relevant things there are here! Zero!! Muwahahaha! Well it's not completely irrelevant, but meh, close to none. I'm getting closer to relevance, and some more Naruto and Hinata moments ^^ so ya, I'll get next chapter up soon as I can ^^
Kabuto: what's the difference between long and really long?
AJ: one is long and the other is really long
Kabuto:... o_O
AJ: Anyways, Disclaimer! I don't own Naruto, sliced bread, alarm clocks or muffin pie!
Kabuto: Muffin Pie? Alarm cloaks? Sliced Bread? Why did you need to say those?
AJ: well I don't own them now do I?
Kabuto: Ya but-
AJ: but nothing... to the story!!
*******
Chapter 4
The first thing Kakashi did when he woke up the next morning was let out a loud groan. He sat up slowly, putting his hand on his head and opening his eyes to take in the surroundings, it took him a moment to realize something was off.
He was in a room he had never seen before, not just ay kind of room, a bedroom. Though slightly intrigued he let out another groan and tried hard to remember what exactly had happened, but knew it was futile.
He stood up shakily, looking around trying to figure out who lived in this place. The first thing he noticed was the person lying on the bed. Brown hair hung in the person's face, and Kakashi bent down to get a good look at the face. Since he was hung over it took him a moment or so to figure out who it was, even after seeing the scare across the person's nose.
He straightened himself up and frowned, he would very much like to remember why he was in Iruka's room. He noted Iruka's ripped shirt, which intrigued him even more.
He rubbed his temple and flopped back down on the ground with a thump. Iruka stirred and let out his own groan. He wearily lifted his head and look at Kakashi.
"Ohayou," he said while shifting slightly and propping himself up on his elbows.
"Ohayou... what am I doing here?" Kakashi said quizzically.
"Oh... well, Naruto and I saw you yesterday when you were very.... intoxicated. You passed out and we couldn't leave you there, so we brought you back here," Iruka explained.
"Oh," Kakashi said, a tone of disappointment in his voice, "I thought something more interesting happened."
It took Iruka a few seconds to understand what Kakashi meant by that. When it did hit him, he promptly turned bright red and looked rather stunned.
"It was a joke," Kakashi said, reassuring the dolphin but laughing rather hard.
Iruka's blush faded a few shades after that and sat up on his bed, "Ano... would you like some breakfast?" he asked.
Kakashi checked the clock sitting the nightstand beside the bed. "Sure I have two hours until I have to go to training," Kakashi said happily.
"You don't start training until nine?" Iruka asked, glancing at the clock and getting of his bed.
"No, training started an hour ago, but they won't expect me until nine," the jounin replied.
"You make them wait for three hours?" the chuunin said with a disbelieving tone.
"Patience is a virtue," Kakashi responded.
Iruka nodded, agreeing slightly, then left the room and headed to the kitchen. Kakashi trailed behind him, taking in the rest of the apartment when. Once in the kitchen Iruka busied himself getting the food prepared and Kakashi took a seat at the small kitchen table, pulled out Icha Icha Paradise and began to read.
The book went unnoticed by the dolphin for the first little while, but with the scarecrow's giggles, drew his attention. Iruka's expression changed the moment he say the bright orange cover of the book, it had been relaxed and sleepy, now it was flashing between shock and distaste.
"It's a good book," Kakashi said with out looking up, let out another little giggle and added, "some good ideas too."
Iruka's face became the colour of a tomato and he made a very odd noise, which had Kakashi laugh.
"It's really easy to make you blush... and freak you out," Kakashi said cheerfully.
Iruka tried with all his might to say something in reply, opening and closing his mouth, giving him a fish like look. He stopped after a flustered minute, calmed down, and returned to the food. Him finished within the next few minutes and placed a plate in front of Kakashi and took his plate and sat across from the copy ninja and began to eat.
Kakashi closed the book, and laid it down on the table and proceed to eat too. Again the chuunin's eyes fell to the book and narrowed slightly.
Kakashi sighed and looked up at Iruka and asked, "You think I'm a bad influence on my students don't you? With my, ah, interesting choice of literature, being late and getting extremely drunk yesterday."
Iruka was a little shocked with the question. The scarecrow didn't come off as someone to care about other people's opinions, so why would he ask? Then again, he did seem like the person to do things for the hell of it and that could be the reasoning behind it.
He thought for a minute, trying to figure out exactly what he thought of the copy ninja. I was a conflicting opinion. He had the punctuality of a snail and read those dirty books in front of impressionable young ninjas. On the other hand he could take care of his team if they got in trouble, he was an amazing ninja, one of the best with the most gorgeous blue eye ever-
Iruka stopped and mentally slapped himself for the thought he hadn't meant to think. He turned red and looked away from Kakashi.
"Well... its just Naruto... he's very influential..." the jounin said, still sort of flustered and trying to word things right.
"I don't think he is really that influential. He does what ever he wants to do, not what some one else is doing. He's more of an influence on other people, like Konohamaru and his group for example," Kakashi responded, "and if anyone has, or is going to corrupt Naruto, it's Jiraiya-sama."
Iruka had to admit, Jiraiya-sama was worst then Kakashi was and looking at it, Naruto was more the type to leave an impression. They finished eating in silence, except for Kakashi's random bouts of humming.
"That was great," Kakashi said, once his plate was cleared, "But I should be going now. Big training session today, so I really shouldn't be too late. Thank you very much for the food and not leaving me on the street."
"It was nothing," Iruka said, getting up and walking Kakashi to the door, "Sayonara."
~*~ Author's Note ~*~
AJ: do you know how many relevant things there are here! Zero!! Muwahahaha! Well it's not completely irrelevant, but meh, close to none. I'm getting closer to relevance, and some more Naruto and Hinata moments ^^ so ya, I'll get next chapter up soon as I can ^^