Kakashi shook his head as he looked at the former Hokage. Although she was typically a master at hiding her emotions, there was a slight look of amusement on her face.

"No. The answer is no. I don't even know why we are talking about this."

Tsunade sighed as she looked out the window from her former office. It was strange being there, knowing that this room that she had made her own over the past number of years was no longer hers. She entered the position completely apprehensive, and that tradition now appeared to pass on to her successor. The window showed the streets full of activity. The rebuilding work had begun, and the village was starting to take on a spirit of energy and hopefulness once again.

"Kakashi" she begun gently. "You must understand why the elder council is pushing for this. So many people were killed during the last ninja war. It's now a period of growth and expansion."

"Yes, I understand that, but I don't know why this growth and expansion has to personally involve me?"

Tsunade raised her eyebrow and smiled. "I think you know why."

Kakashi looked at her exasperated.

"One of the most talented ninja to come out of this village. Of course they would like to see those genes passed on.

"Well at least you managed to bypass this headache."

Tsunade raised an eyebrow in a challenge. "What do you mean Kakashi?"

Kakashi started flushing red. He had somehow talked himself into a bit of a pickle. "I mean, you're one of the great Saanin, and the best medical nin in the world as far as I'm concerned. I'm sure you could ummm...outsmart everyday biology if you wanted to" he stuttered quickly.

Tsunade walked right up to him and crossed her arms. "And why would I need to trick basic biology Kakashi?" she said slowly, her face not letting on any emotion.

"Oh God...you wouldn't, - I mean yes, but not that you couldn't handle it, or were up to it. i mean...you know, we really need to go over the current mission list handover to me shouldn't we?" He shuffled his papers desperately trying to change the subject.

Tsunade laughed as she sat back down. She poured herself a cup of tea from the steaming teapot that lay upon her, now his, desk.

"I'm not a mother. I've always known this about myself. It's not something I desire. My path lay elsewhere."

"Well" Kakashi sighed. "I don't really feel parenthood is my path either. I don't appreciate them trying to pressure me into this."

"I think it's just them looking out for the future of this village. Of course they want one of their most celebrated ninja and now Hokage to be married and have children. It looks favourably on the village and its path forward. You are the leader now."

"That doesn't mean that I have to personally take care of this issue. This situation is ludicrous."

Tsunade touched his hand softly. "Hear me out. Why don't you just entertain their proposal for a little bit. They will get tired after a period of time and let it go. Trust me. I've dealt with them for years. It's better for their egos if they know that you at least listened to them."

"I'm the Hokage now. Doesn't that come with any power? I should be able to just say no."

"Of course, you could just say no. But then that comes with consequences. Consequences of them nagging you endlessly with no end in sight. And, let's just say, they have a lot of time on their hands."

Kakashi sighed. "So what do I have to do?"

Tsunade smiled. "Step one, meet a few ladies."

They walked along the path as the sun started coming up in the horizon. Kakashi looked at his former partner as he walked beside him with a mischievous smile that was a little too bright. Yohiko the village elder trailed slightly behind them.

"Don't even say it."

"I didn't say anything. Nothing at all" Yamato replied with a smirk. "But..."

"Please shut up."

"I never thought I'd see the day when 'the Kakashi Hatake' would need help meeting women. I know it's been a while but letting the elders pick for you? I knew you must be a bit hard up but this?" Yamato chuckled. "You asked me along, so does that make me your wingman? Do you have any profiles you want me to look over?"

"Tenzou..."

"What are your requirements? Female. Breathing. Likes questionable reading materials. Or better yet – cannot read. That way you won't get in trouble. " Yamato scratched his head. "Hmmm….You know, don't tell Ino, but the upcoming town has a beautiful flower shop. You might want to pick up a bouquet. Most suitors are polite that way."

Kakashi sighed and looked at his friend who was having way too much fun with this.

"I mean though, that's kind of lame for the Hokage of the Hidden Leaf isn't it? We should have you ride in on something magnificent - like an elephant."

Kakashi rolled his eyes.

"Or I could create some sort of palanquin with my mokuton. Make it all fancy with carvings and such." He put his finger to his mouth in thought. "We'd need porters to carry you, it's nothing a few clones couldn't do right? Have them look like you – give the ladies a taste of what's coming to town."

"That's it!" Kakashi leaped and tackled his friend to the ground. The two rolled on the dusty path in a tussle, in which Yamato was still howling laughing.

"Stop it!" Yohiko said sternly. As the senior elder of the Hidden Leaf, it was imperative that they make a good impression on the Hidden Grass Village. There were so many strained relations after the war, and everything was on shaky footing.

"You are the Rokudaime!" she hissed. "Act with respect. You cannot come to the village covered in dust and dirt. You are representing the Hidden Leaf. And, I might add you are meeting their princess."

"You are quite the prince" Yamato choked out in a fit of laughter.

Kakashi put him in a headlock, his hat falling to the ground. "That would make you my dorky court jester wouldn't it then."

"Enough!" Yohiko yelled with finality. The two men put stopped and guiltily stepped away from the other. "Act with some modicum of respect." The elder glared at the two men who now looked more rumpled than could be considered appropriate. It was apparent that the Rokudaime was not taking this visit too seriously. Perhaps some additional information would peak his interest. "You know she is no ordinary princess"

Kakashi and Yamato both stared at her blankly.

"Her beauty is famous amongst the nations. I'm surprised you have not heard of her." She stalked off ahead of the two men.

Yamato turned to Kakashi. "Did you know about this?"

"It's the first I've heard." The two men continued walking in silence, before Kakashi stopped in his tracks. "You know, we wouldn't want to be rude. Maybe that flower shop you mentioned is not a bad idea."

"Guren, I need to talk to you."

The village elder and her employer for the past year beckoned her to come over to his desk. He pointed to the chair in front of his desk which was streaming with papers. After the war, she was looking for a place where she and Yukimaru could live in peace. The Village Hidden in the Grass fit the bill. It was a small village that didn't have many enemies. They needed people who knew how to get things done, and the protection of the village always needed to be upgraded. After some convincing she had found her place. Of course, each place wasn't without its own eccentricities. In the case of the Village Hidden in the Grass it came in the form of a young lady named Koharu.

Guren sat down and gave a warm smile to Kaito. "Yes Kaito-sama. Is there anything I can do for you?"

He smiled and clasped his hands together. "I think luck is finally smiling upon the Hidden Grass Village. We are having important dignitaries coming from the Land of Fire. Very important indeed. It appears that this visitor is interested in meeting –"

"-Let me guess. A beautiful young lady?" Guren finished.

Kaito smiled. "Well yes. But as you know, that brings on some complications."

Guren wrenched her hands. Complications was the understatement of the year.

"The Land of Fire is such a powerful nation. It is imperative that this goes well. We can't have what happened last time occur again. An alliance with them would bring such prosperity and prestige to our small nation."

"Who is coming from the Land of Fire?"

"There are three people coming. What's important is that I need you to run interference with between them and Koharu. Keep the conversation flowing nicely. Don't let her get too off track. You know what I mean."

Guren raised her eyebrow. "You know that's easier said than done."

"And I know you are a very clever woman. Attend the dinner as her attendant. Keep the conversation light and jovial. It would be in all our best interests if we could seal the deal as soon as possible. I really don't want a repeat of last time."

A look of worry passed between them. It would be a miracle if tonight was not a total unmitigated disaster.

Guren carefully pinned a jeweled barrette into Koharu's chestnut locks. She stood back and observed the young lady. Breathtaking would be an understatement. Porcelain skin, lustrous long chestnut hair, cornflower blue eyes, the hourglass figure toned to perfection. It was too many perfect features for one person. She would be picture perfect if only she didn't open her mouth.

"You look stunning as always my lady." Guren lightly softened a curl that was flowing down her shoulder.

Koharu turned and gazed at herself in the mirror. "I guess it will do" she said as she finished fixing her hair. She turned to Guren. " What do you know about this man? Is he young? Is he good looking? The last man that came by was so old and boring."

Guren put the remaining hair clips away. "I'm not sure. I wasn't told too much information. But –"

"-Yes?"

"I will be joining you this time. So you won't be stuck by yourself."

Koharu squealed with happiness. "Oh yes! That's wonderful! But Guren, you can't go for dinner like that!"

Guren looked down at her favourite outfit. Her standard green coat with red dress and boots was good for day to day wear but Koharu was right, it wasn't really a dress meant for a formal dinner. To be honest, she didn't really own too many dresses that would fit the bill. Formal dinners were not really common occurrence for her. She lived a simple life with Yukimaru.

"You're right; I should rush home and change. I don't have anything too fancy though, but I'm sure I can pull something together."

"Nonsense." Koharu exclaimed pulling her to her massive closet. "I have tons of dresses in here that should fit you nicely. Let's see." She began flipping through the dresses. "What colour would look best on you."

"It doesn't really matter. All eyes will be on you. Just find your simplest dress and I will wear that."

Koharu continued flipping through the dresses when her eyes suddenly lit up. She pulled out a simple navy blue gown. "It's small like you. This was my dress when I was sixteen, and I was a little shorter and a little less-" She stared at Guren's bust and smiled "-Blessed."

Guren sighed and took the dress and walked over to the floor length mirror and held it up against herself. The cast-off dress was beautiful. Simple in its design, but very elegant. She had never owned something so fancy. The dress came with a beautiful silk blue shawl that she could drape over her shoulders.

"Now Koharu. You know your last meeting with a suitor went a little…."

"Pfft. He was such a bore."

"Well, boring aside, we don't know how this gentleman will be. He's important, and it's imperative that we have a good dinner with them. Be polite, and Koharu"

"Yes"

"There is mystery in not speaking too much. Keep them wanting more."

Koharu rolled her eyes as she looked at her image in the mirror. Being quiet was no fun, and if she was stuck meeting these boring men time after time, she was going to have a little fun doing it.

Koharu and Guren walked up to the main hall where the dinner reception was to take place. A maid approached them outside the door.

"Your guests have arrived. They were greeted by Kaito, and are now enjoying a drink at the table." She gave Koharu a little wink. "I think you won't be disappointed this time from what I can see."

Koharu broke out into a big smile. She adjusted the bust of her dress. "Finally, I'm going to have a little fun here! And look Guren, two guys! There's one for you too!"

"Koharu -" Guren started.

Koharu had already launched herself into the room. Guren took a step forward and stopped dead in her tracks.

Kakashi.

The Copy Ninja. The Man of a Thousand Jutsu. The new Hokage of the Hidden Leaf.

She quickly ducked back out of the room. She could not reveal herself to him. It would be a disaster. Surely he would remember their battle with three tails. Then would come the questions, the explanations, interrogation of her past loyalty to Orochimaru. It would risk her new position with the Hidden Grass if they knew the truth about her. She had managed to keep her dark past hidden from them.

She peered into the room again for confirmation. A gorgeous table had been set for six people. Kakashi and his partner and an older woman had stood up and were greeting Koharu. She squinted at his partner. He looked familiar too. He was that shinobi that possessed the mokuton from Orochimaru's experiments.

"Why are you hiding by the door. Come on in here!" Koharu beckoned.

The two men looked towards door. She stood against the wall outside the room, pulled up her dresses shawl and wrapped it over her head, so that it also covered her mouth, only revealing her eyes. Would this be enough?

"Come here already! You're being rude!"

Subtlety was never one of Koharu's strong traits. She walked up to the trio that were standing by the table. She bowed slightly.

"My apologies for arriving late. My name is Yuna. I am Koharu's attendant. I am here to accompany her, and to answer any questions you may have about the Hidden Grass Village."

The men nodded in greeting.

Koharu looked at her puzzled. Guren walked over and joined their arms pulling her towards her seat at the table. "Play along" she whispered. "It's a game, it'll be fun."

"But why are you covering your face? The shawl is not meant to be worn that way you know."

"It's a sign of respect to you. You know these meetings are full of old time traditions. This is one of them." She hoped her lie would be enough to keep her quiet at least temporarily.

Koharu gave her an unsure look but continued to her seat. She sat down and then nudged Guren. "Well at least from what I can see of his face, he looks really cute. A big improvement over the last one."

Kakashi cleared his throat. "Thank-you for having us. I have not spent much time in the Village Hidden in the Grass before. From what I've seen so far, it is lovely."

Koharu laughed. "Well, it's kind of boring really. The name fits, there is a lot of grass here. But you come from the Land of Fire? And from the Hidden Leaf Village? That sounds terrible. Like what a bad combination! Dry leaves and fire? Why live there? It must be smoky all the time. Can't they put out the fire?"

Kakashi looked at Yamato who had his mouth open dumbfounded. "Umm….well – it's not literally on fi-"

"Oh my lady!" Guren interrupted laughing. "Please Lord Hokage, you are not used to Lady Koharu's sense of humour. Her wit is often leans on the dry side."

"How can wit be wet?" Koharu quipped.

"Anyways" Guren said continuing, "The Village Hidden in the Grass is truly a jewel. If you get the chance, you must check out the shrine in the village centre and the waterfall. I'm sure Koharu would love to show them to you."

Koharu clearly not listening was staring at the silver haired man sitting across from her. "What happened to your eye? You have a big scar running through it?"

Kakashi blushed slightly. "Oh that, it's an injury from my youth. I got slashed with a kunai across my eye."

"Well good thing they grow back right?"

"My eye?" Kakashi paused and then chuckled, "You're right, your humour is very-"

"No really. I've seen it with my own eyes with a lizard! It's good to know in case I ever lose a finger or something." She smiled sweetly at Kakashi.

"You're so funny Lady Koharu" Guren croaked weakly. She could see from the puzzled looks on their faces that her story was starting to crumble. She would need to work hard to steer the conversation properly. It was obvious that she had not taken her less is more advice to heart.

"Lord Hokage, it might interest you to know that the Village of Grass is known for-"

"Oh God, nobody cares about this stuff. They just want to relax and have fun, am I right?" She winked at Kakashi and then turned towards Yamato. "Yamato-sama, do you happen to be single?"

"What? Who me?" Yamato suddenly flushed red. " I..er…well I guess you could say that."

She squealed. "Perfect! I mean, my attendant here is always so uptight, and I was thinking was what she needs is a really good –"

"Koharu!" Guren hissed, her cheeks starting to flush as well. Hopefully her make-shift veil was hiding her face. Controlling her idiotic questions was one thing, but her love of risqué topics would completely destroy this meeting. This was not a conversation to be having with a possible suitor, let alone one that was a Hokage.

Kakashi clapped his hands together, happy for opportunity to get back at the earlier teasing from his friend. "Yes, Ten-I mean Yamato happens to be very single. And if I catch what you're implying, and I think I do, she won't be disappointed. He did earn a nickname around the bathhouses for his –"

"Senpai!" Yamato croaked. "Oh my God…can we not?"

"Oh my goodness" Yohiko interrupted. "I've just been catching up on old times with Kaito here. What did I miss?"

The group went silent. Kakashi was smiling at his friend, and both Yamato and Guren were looking down at their dinner plates.

Koharu gave Kaito a defiant smile. "We were just discussing Yamato-sama's –"

"Assets" Guren finished.

"Oh his Mokuton!" Yohiko said. "It is such a blessing to possess Lord Hashirama's Kekkei Genkai."

"Oh yes, everyone is grateful for Yamato's wood" Kakashi added.

Guren choked on her wine. She looked at Kakashi who looked like he was having the time of his life. Who knew the Rokudaime had a dirty sense of humour.

Yamato put his head between his hands. "Please stop."

"Wood?" Koharu exclaimed. "What wood? I thought we were talking about his-"

"-Look at the time!" Guren said standing up. "I know you had a long trip in, and we don't want to keep you from getting a proper rest. It was our honour to dine with you. "

"Oh yes!" Yamato said jumping upwards. Koharu started eyeing him up and down. "It was a long trip, and we are both exhausted. Thank you so much for your hospitality. Dinner was delicious."

"Koharu, Kaito, Yuna -the pleasure was ours. I must say, this evening was very entertaining. Thank-you" Kakashi nodded at the two women and man.

As Kakashi and Yamato were saying their goodbyes to Kaito, Guren rushed towards the door. She needed to get out of there, and she couldn't afford to run into Kakashi again. Between Koharu likely to blurt out something stupid and the fact she had to conceal her identity it was just asking for trouble.

She quietly walked down the main hall and put her hand on the door handle to exit outside when she felt a hand on her shoulder. Startled, she turned around.

"Long time no see." Kakashi pulled down the shawl from around her face. "Guren."

A/N: So this is literally the first fic of this ship which I know is totally random. I just always thought that these two looked cute together. This fic is meant to be light and funny and hopefully sweet. Reviews would mean the world to me. Thanks for reading!