Allo! I'm back with another chapter for you to enjoy!

Cozy Corner (aka warning and such.)

Eh, most all the warnings will end up towards later chapters.

Oh and also! I forgot to add my little numero 1 back in chapter one by those flowers names, the meanings were so suppose to be there ^^" haha sorry. Google it and you'll get it!

So no real warnings in this chapter, just stuttering blushing Chuunins, but that's everyone's favorite (:

Disclaimer; I own nothing.

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The mission room.

Gossip central, were people tend to lounge and catch up with others, were mission stories are swapped ect. But for me all I do is stamp reports, send happy smiles, and repeat the automatic reply "Thank you for the hard work!"

As the buzz in the room dies down and people start to leave to the point the room is empty besides me and one other individual. Genma. Not that I have a problem with him, but he has a tendency to pry into my life. My sex life.

So as I sit trying my hardest to distract myself from the approaching man, the mission room door swings open. Genma sits back down, and looks up at the laggy that seemed to practically drag himself him. I blink up at the rather untamed tuff of silver hair, and the crooked hitai-ate, it was unmistakable. It was Hakate Kakashi. The man of my affections.

Don't get me wrong, he isn't the most open person, but yet people (woman) tend to come to his beck-and-call. To be honest, I don't know why I'm attracted to some above my rank, and so mysterious, but I just want to decode him and find out all his little quirks and different personalities, his likes and dislike. Yes, I know, I'm hopeless.

Now to say I was surprised why he bypassed Genma and came straight to me to hand is report would be an incomplete understatement. So when he thrust his hand out with a semi-crippled of paper into my face, I could only blink and blush.

Quickly grabbing the report, ignore the fact that our fingers touch, I quickly stamped it and mumbled "Thank you for the hard work."

"Of course." Was the reply that shook me to the core.

Looking up I see that silly eye smile and his hand holding another piece of paper. Slowly I reached out and grabbed it the Jounin disappeared with a soft pop.

Looking at the spot he once stood, I look back down at the paper grasped in my hand. Without trying to look anxious, I unfold it and barely held in a squeal of delight

It read, it for once nice handwriting than his usual chicken-scratch was;

Iruka;

Please join me for dinner tomorrow night

I would like to meet you at seven pm outside of Medokoro Ebisu.

Kakashi.

Lets just say I had a smile on my face for the rest of the day.