Author Note: For those of you who may not know, "Ukki-kun" is a small potted plant that Naruto gave Kakashi as a present. Kakashi keeps it on his windowsill. Also, the posting of this short might be a forewarning to the updates of our other fiction Leaves in the Wind, so keep your eyes peeled.
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Mission 10
Ukki-kun
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Hatake Kakashi rarely got 'angry'. He got 'pissed', he got 'miffed', 'irritated' and maybe a little…'confrontational'.
Kakashi was, in Konoha vision, a mystery man. An aloof, extraordinary shinobi with a penchant toward Icha Icha and, recently, a habit of looming around the Academy during school hours.
Needless to say, THE Hatake Kakashi did not do 'anger'.
And he certainly NEVER sulked.
With a simple droop of a leaf, Ukki-kun, however, disagreed.
Kakashi stared at it; he squinted as the leaf lowered. "Uhn."
"…." said Ukki-kun.
"I don't understand what you are implying."
The plant seemed to expect this type of answer. It said as much.
"Hnn…" The Shinobi squinted at the plant again. Another leaf dipped as if chiding him for sulking.
Which he WASN'T doing.
"…." went Ukki-kun.
"We all have our secrets," Kakashi countered.
"…." Ukki-kun clearly wasn't buying.
Kakashi leaned back in the tiny chair and fixed one eye on the radiant moon beyond the nagging vegetation. "I had sex with Iruka-sensei."
"….." The foliage was suspiciously quiet.
"Jealous type, eh?"
Another leaf dipped.
"He's been avoiding me."
Leaves shuddered with quiet laughter.
"I don't find it very amusing."
Shudder.
"I could throw you out the window, Ukki-kun."
Suddenly, Uki grew still. A long, palpable silence passed between them until-
DROOP.
By the time Kakashi registered the fact he'd sent Ukki-kun to an early, pot-shattering grave, someone had been steadily pounding on his door for the past forty-three seconds.
"Uki…kun…"
"…." said the plant.
Door opened, plant nestled smugly in the arms of a brown haired, bleary eyed, scared nosed Chuunin with a leaf stuck in his hair. "Ah…G-good evening Kakashi-san, I believe this is yours…"
A slow grin spread beneath the fabric of the mask and Kakashi lazily reached out to clamp a hand over Iruka's shoulder.
"…….." went Ukki-kun.
Yes. Really, the small things were the most enjoyable. Revenge, Ukki-kun, would be sweet.
