HAZE!!! I'm on Winter Break!!! Lalalala. I have done almost a new chapter for each story, so keep checking the next two weeks to see all the stories updated. So here you are my fans, the next chapter of Child. It's long and has spiffy things happening too. So enjoy, and review, it will make me write more over the break! ^_^
Kakashi poked at the plastic bag that held his sweet, sweet treasure inside. Iruka made it perfectly clear that he could have on later tonight, but not now. That made Kakashi really mad. Then sad. Then confused. And then just plan board again, and decided not to argue.
He was sitting on the floor of Iruka's home, not paying attention to what the teacher Ninja was doing in the background. After a few minutes of Iruka shuffling around, he came up to Kakashi and looked down at him with his hands on his hips. Kakashi looked up at him eventually after he was satisfied with his poking. When he did look up, Iruka looked a bit concerned. What if Kakashi stayed like this forever? What if he had to re-grow up all over again? What will happen when- Iruka shook his head. He can't think of that now, plus this might all be better in a few days...
"Hungry?"
Kakashi shrugged and looked back down at his bag. This was too weird to talk to the older, and more powerful man like this with Kakashi on the floor with his legs out in front of him and his candy in the middle.
"All right."
Iruka replied quietly. He wasn't quite sure what to do with him or himself. He couldn't treat him like an adult, for Kakashi would start to ask questions Iruka couldn't answer without saying something wrong. Nor could he treat him like he did with Naruto when
he was a little kid. Naruto was COMPLETELY different then what was, or ever will be, Kakashi. Plus Iruka would never have known that at any moment Kakashi can turn back into his old self. While Iruka was thinking all this, he found himself sitting at his kitchen table, staring off into the wall. When he heard a slight 'Hmmm?' noise behind him, he
turned to see Kakashi leaning against the hallway wall.
"Well...now that you mention it. I am kinda hungry." Iruka raised his eyebrows in surprised and got out of his chair. He clasped his hands together and took a step towards Kakashi.
"Sure thing. What would you like? I can make Condur Cusin. Alitre dem-per. Untru Lemue. Lo-"
"Can you make ramen?"
Of course. The simplest dish was always best.
"Even better. We'll go to the ramen shop down the street.
"Whoo!"
It seemed that Kakashi was very easily amused and was already out the door. Iruka looked up towards the Heavens and just sighed to himself. He then followed Kakashi to the shop. The shop was maybe a ten minute walk from Iruka's house, but when he arrived there, Kakashi was already sitting in one of the stools, twirling around and around. And when Kakashi was at an certain angle, Iruka saw the orange jacket that was in the sat next to him. The owner of the orange jacket leaned back and gave a quick wave to Iruka.
"Howdy Sensei."
Iruka sweat dropped. 'Oh no.' Kakashi as well looked up too, when the boy next to him said Iruka's name.
"Look Iruka, it's the kid from this morning. Who would have thought he would be here tonight."
Iruka started to walk up to the two boys and replied lazily,
"Yeah...who would have thought..."
Iruka was to tired to get Naruto in trouble right now, and just sat down next to the blond. Naruto looked up at him and gave him his cutest fox look, giving him the signal that read:
"Please buy me a bowl. Please buy me a bowl. Pleasebuymeabowl!! Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease."
Iruka was defeated, and Naruto new it too. He held up three fingers to the chef, who nodded and started to make three bowls of his ramen. Naruto bounced up and down on his stool, already drooling a river under his mouth just by the smell of the spices
of the noodles. Kakashi leaned over in wonderment, as if this was the most wonderful and amazing thing on this whole earth. Noodles grilling on an open stove. Wow. The chef looked over his shoulder to look at his customers. And he asked while still cooking,
"Say Iruka, is that Kakashi?"
He tired to ask quietly, just in case the older Nina would get offended.
"Hugh? Oh yeah. So?"
"That's what I thought. Oh nothing. Nothing. It's just that you only come here with the kid...that never pays,"
Naruto stuck his tongue out at him.
"And Kakashi only comes here by himself. If ever. And always orders sake for one."
That made Iruka look over at Kakashi. Then after looking at him for a moment, he turned back to the chef who was now flipping the noodles in the air, Kakashi's head following. He gave him a shrug. Then he put his arms on the counter, and let his head lay on them
looking down at his feet. He left a poke at his side, and looked up at a worried Naruto.
"Something's wrong, huh?"
Iruka raised an eyebrow.
"You haven't yelled at me yet, and you haven't asked me how my day was either."
Smart lad.
"Nothing to worry yourself with Naruto."
He gave him a fake smile, and soon the steam of the bowl that was put in front of him took his, and Naruto's attention to it. Before Iruka or even NARUTO, the King and Over Lord of Ramen eating, haven't even snapped apart their chopsticks, before Kakashi was done. Naruto had that blank look of death, where his eyes went wide and had no pupils in them. Iruka just started to laugh out load. Naruto then glared at the sliver haired man that was leaning back against nothing making a smacking noise behind his mask. Iruka kept laughing even while he tired to eat his noodles. It seemed that Naruto lost his pride. The blondy sank into himself, gave a snort, and started to inhale his own noodles. Of course he was done before Iruka. He always was.
He took this chance to whisper into Kakashi's ear, to a point that made Kakashi give a giggle, and a nod. It was also very odd to hear Kakashi laugh like that. In an evil sort of way. When Iruka finished he said,
"Na ah."
Naruto just hopped down from the stool to the ground.
"Nothing."
Again Iruka said "Na ah." Naruto put his hands behind his head and walked off to his own home.
"Thanks for dinner Sensei. See you tomorrow Kakashi-san."
Iruka turned to Kakashi that waved good bye to Naruto.
"No way. What he tell you?"
Kakashi shrugged.
"I dunno."
"Na ah!"
Kakashi shrugged again and got up from his own stool, put his arms in back of him and waited for his baby-sitter to get up. Iruka did, but glared playfully at Kakashi.
"Tell me."
Kakashi shook his head fast from side to side, making his sliver hair sway back and forth.
"Nope!"
The arguing continued until they reached home again.
"Fine don't tell me. I'll find out later. I always do."
Kakashi rolled his eyes.
"You won't."
"Will too."
The challenge was given, and Kakashi took it. He turned smuggle to Iruka and crossed his arms in front of him.
"Will not."
Iruka smirked evilly, closed his eyes calmly and walked into his bedroom.
"Will too."
Kakashi followed.
"Will not."
"Will too."
"Will not."
"Will too."
"Will not, not, not, not."
"Will too, too, too, too."
"Will not!"
"Will not."
"Will too! Ha. I win."
A few seconds past.
"Wait. Hey!"
Iruka laughed again and rustled Kakashi's hair.
"No fair! You cheated."
"Oh, I did not. Get over it."
Kakashi would have said something nasty, but he was brought up right and bit his tongue.
"Here. You can sleep on my bed."
Kakashi looked around.
"Were are you going to sleep?"
"The floor. No problem."
"You sure?"
He gave him a smile and plopped onto the floor.
"Yup."
Nothing big, a blanket and a pillow a few feet away from his own bed. But Iruka was a Ninja, he could spend the rest of his life sleeping on the floor.
"Oh. Ok."
When Kakashi sat on the bed, a light bulb went on in his head. The bed had springs. Springs were bouncy and...springy.
"Iruka-san...I'm kinda thirsty...can I have a glass of water?"
Iruka sprung up easily from his spot.
"Sure thing. Be right back."
Perfect. Iruka went toward the kitchen and pulled out a simple clean glass from the cupboard and filled it with water from the foist. When he went back into the room, the sight did not make him at all happy.
"Kakashi get down!"
"Make me!"
Said the man that was going up and down in a perfect pattern on the bed. And yet he managed not to whack his head on the ceiling. Iruka was not up for games. With a pull here, and a quick tug there, somehow Iruka managed to pin Kakashi underneath him. Oops. Kakashi looked up at him with a freaked out look, and then found himself begin drench in water. Nice one. It seemed to break the awkward moment of the little...position, Iruka poured the glass of water on Kakashi.
"Hey!"
He started to struggle, and Iruka laughed like a mad man. There was no way he could have done this if Kakashi was in his normal state. Iruka let go of him and he fell onto the floor whipping his face from the wetness. The cloth mask didn't help either, in fact it was starting to suffocate him. So doing the logical thing, he ripped it off. Instead of pulling down, he pulled upward so that he could slip it off his head. It worked. He ripped his shirt at the top of it because it was connected, but as he did this, his Leaf Village head band fell of as well. And being on the floor, he was in front of a mirror that was on the side of the room. The reflection was not one he wanted to see. He saw the red Sharingan that had replaced his left eye.
TA DA!!! What will happen?! Who will get killed in the next chpater!? Will Kakashi go crazy when he finds out about his eye when Iruka tells him? Will Naruto ever reclaim his throne by eating more ramen!? What! What! WHAT!?!?! Review. ;)
Kakashi poked at the plastic bag that held his sweet, sweet treasure inside. Iruka made it perfectly clear that he could have on later tonight, but not now. That made Kakashi really mad. Then sad. Then confused. And then just plan board again, and decided not to argue.
He was sitting on the floor of Iruka's home, not paying attention to what the teacher Ninja was doing in the background. After a few minutes of Iruka shuffling around, he came up to Kakashi and looked down at him with his hands on his hips. Kakashi looked up at him eventually after he was satisfied with his poking. When he did look up, Iruka looked a bit concerned. What if Kakashi stayed like this forever? What if he had to re-grow up all over again? What will happen when- Iruka shook his head. He can't think of that now, plus this might all be better in a few days...
"Hungry?"
Kakashi shrugged and looked back down at his bag. This was too weird to talk to the older, and more powerful man like this with Kakashi on the floor with his legs out in front of him and his candy in the middle.
"All right."
Iruka replied quietly. He wasn't quite sure what to do with him or himself. He couldn't treat him like an adult, for Kakashi would start to ask questions Iruka couldn't answer without saying something wrong. Nor could he treat him like he did with Naruto when
he was a little kid. Naruto was COMPLETELY different then what was, or ever will be, Kakashi. Plus Iruka would never have known that at any moment Kakashi can turn back into his old self. While Iruka was thinking all this, he found himself sitting at his kitchen table, staring off into the wall. When he heard a slight 'Hmmm?' noise behind him, he
turned to see Kakashi leaning against the hallway wall.
"Well...now that you mention it. I am kinda hungry." Iruka raised his eyebrows in surprised and got out of his chair. He clasped his hands together and took a step towards Kakashi.
"Sure thing. What would you like? I can make Condur Cusin. Alitre dem-per. Untru Lemue. Lo-"
"Can you make ramen?"
Of course. The simplest dish was always best.
"Even better. We'll go to the ramen shop down the street.
"Whoo!"
It seemed that Kakashi was very easily amused and was already out the door. Iruka looked up towards the Heavens and just sighed to himself. He then followed Kakashi to the shop. The shop was maybe a ten minute walk from Iruka's house, but when he arrived there, Kakashi was already sitting in one of the stools, twirling around and around. And when Kakashi was at an certain angle, Iruka saw the orange jacket that was in the sat next to him. The owner of the orange jacket leaned back and gave a quick wave to Iruka.
"Howdy Sensei."
Iruka sweat dropped. 'Oh no.' Kakashi as well looked up too, when the boy next to him said Iruka's name.
"Look Iruka, it's the kid from this morning. Who would have thought he would be here tonight."
Iruka started to walk up to the two boys and replied lazily,
"Yeah...who would have thought..."
Iruka was to tired to get Naruto in trouble right now, and just sat down next to the blond. Naruto looked up at him and gave him his cutest fox look, giving him the signal that read:
"Please buy me a bowl. Please buy me a bowl. Pleasebuymeabowl!! Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease."
Iruka was defeated, and Naruto new it too. He held up three fingers to the chef, who nodded and started to make three bowls of his ramen. Naruto bounced up and down on his stool, already drooling a river under his mouth just by the smell of the spices
of the noodles. Kakashi leaned over in wonderment, as if this was the most wonderful and amazing thing on this whole earth. Noodles grilling on an open stove. Wow. The chef looked over his shoulder to look at his customers. And he asked while still cooking,
"Say Iruka, is that Kakashi?"
He tired to ask quietly, just in case the older Nina would get offended.
"Hugh? Oh yeah. So?"
"That's what I thought. Oh nothing. Nothing. It's just that you only come here with the kid...that never pays,"
Naruto stuck his tongue out at him.
"And Kakashi only comes here by himself. If ever. And always orders sake for one."
That made Iruka look over at Kakashi. Then after looking at him for a moment, he turned back to the chef who was now flipping the noodles in the air, Kakashi's head following. He gave him a shrug. Then he put his arms on the counter, and let his head lay on them
looking down at his feet. He left a poke at his side, and looked up at a worried Naruto.
"Something's wrong, huh?"
Iruka raised an eyebrow.
"You haven't yelled at me yet, and you haven't asked me how my day was either."
Smart lad.
"Nothing to worry yourself with Naruto."
He gave him a fake smile, and soon the steam of the bowl that was put in front of him took his, and Naruto's attention to it. Before Iruka or even NARUTO, the King and Over Lord of Ramen eating, haven't even snapped apart their chopsticks, before Kakashi was done. Naruto had that blank look of death, where his eyes went wide and had no pupils in them. Iruka just started to laugh out load. Naruto then glared at the sliver haired man that was leaning back against nothing making a smacking noise behind his mask. Iruka kept laughing even while he tired to eat his noodles. It seemed that Naruto lost his pride. The blondy sank into himself, gave a snort, and started to inhale his own noodles. Of course he was done before Iruka. He always was.
He took this chance to whisper into Kakashi's ear, to a point that made Kakashi give a giggle, and a nod. It was also very odd to hear Kakashi laugh like that. In an evil sort of way. When Iruka finished he said,
"Na ah."
Naruto just hopped down from the stool to the ground.
"Nothing."
Again Iruka said "Na ah." Naruto put his hands behind his head and walked off to his own home.
"Thanks for dinner Sensei. See you tomorrow Kakashi-san."
Iruka turned to Kakashi that waved good bye to Naruto.
"No way. What he tell you?"
Kakashi shrugged.
"I dunno."
"Na ah!"
Kakashi shrugged again and got up from his own stool, put his arms in back of him and waited for his baby-sitter to get up. Iruka did, but glared playfully at Kakashi.
"Tell me."
Kakashi shook his head fast from side to side, making his sliver hair sway back and forth.
"Nope!"
The arguing continued until they reached home again.
"Fine don't tell me. I'll find out later. I always do."
Kakashi rolled his eyes.
"You won't."
"Will too."
The challenge was given, and Kakashi took it. He turned smuggle to Iruka and crossed his arms in front of him.
"Will not."
Iruka smirked evilly, closed his eyes calmly and walked into his bedroom.
"Will too."
Kakashi followed.
"Will not."
"Will too."
"Will not."
"Will too."
"Will not, not, not, not."
"Will too, too, too, too."
"Will not!"
"Will not."
"Will too! Ha. I win."
A few seconds past.
"Wait. Hey!"
Iruka laughed again and rustled Kakashi's hair.
"No fair! You cheated."
"Oh, I did not. Get over it."
Kakashi would have said something nasty, but he was brought up right and bit his tongue.
"Here. You can sleep on my bed."
Kakashi looked around.
"Were are you going to sleep?"
"The floor. No problem."
"You sure?"
He gave him a smile and plopped onto the floor.
"Yup."
Nothing big, a blanket and a pillow a few feet away from his own bed. But Iruka was a Ninja, he could spend the rest of his life sleeping on the floor.
"Oh. Ok."
When Kakashi sat on the bed, a light bulb went on in his head. The bed had springs. Springs were bouncy and...springy.
"Iruka-san...I'm kinda thirsty...can I have a glass of water?"
Iruka sprung up easily from his spot.
"Sure thing. Be right back."
Perfect. Iruka went toward the kitchen and pulled out a simple clean glass from the cupboard and filled it with water from the foist. When he went back into the room, the sight did not make him at all happy.
"Kakashi get down!"
"Make me!"
Said the man that was going up and down in a perfect pattern on the bed. And yet he managed not to whack his head on the ceiling. Iruka was not up for games. With a pull here, and a quick tug there, somehow Iruka managed to pin Kakashi underneath him. Oops. Kakashi looked up at him with a freaked out look, and then found himself begin drench in water. Nice one. It seemed to break the awkward moment of the little...position, Iruka poured the glass of water on Kakashi.
"Hey!"
He started to struggle, and Iruka laughed like a mad man. There was no way he could have done this if Kakashi was in his normal state. Iruka let go of him and he fell onto the floor whipping his face from the wetness. The cloth mask didn't help either, in fact it was starting to suffocate him. So doing the logical thing, he ripped it off. Instead of pulling down, he pulled upward so that he could slip it off his head. It worked. He ripped his shirt at the top of it because it was connected, but as he did this, his Leaf Village head band fell of as well. And being on the floor, he was in front of a mirror that was on the side of the room. The reflection was not one he wanted to see. He saw the red Sharingan that had replaced his left eye.
TA DA!!! What will happen?! Who will get killed in the next chpater!? Will Kakashi go crazy when he finds out about his eye when Iruka tells him? Will Naruto ever reclaim his throne by eating more ramen!? What! What! WHAT!?!?! Review. ;)