A/N: Hello again! I'd like to start out by saying thanks to all of my readers, you guys are truly awesome. Every review I get is great, but I'll admit, I've seen more than a couple of reviews that are excellent! And to those people I give special thanks! Please enjoy. Oh and per one of the reviews, Kakashi is not the uke in this I did kind of make it seem that way...completely an accident! Once more, enjoy, it's Friday!
As Intended
Kakashi's POV
I yawned and stretched my limbs. Sure, I woke up empty-handed, so to speak, but I felt good. Much to my dismay, I didn't remember a lot of what had happened between Naruto and I the previous night, still, I felt refreshed. I do remember swimming in those deep blue pupils and the thought of wading in those pools again made me grin.
Contrary to the day before, I didn't mind the face that thoughts of Naruto consumed me. Even as I showered, visions of the boy coddled me. It wasn't until the water had began to lose heat that I realized how much time I had wasted not showering. I swore that I could still feel Naruto's skilled fingers working my shoulders and not even the cascading water could wash the sensation away.
Quickly I dressed a left my house. I knew one thing: I had to see Naruto. Instead of being the one surprised by his presence, I was determined to switch our roles. If I knew the boy as I was sure that I did, there was one sure-fire place to find him.
In the distance I caught sight of the Ichiraku Ramen stand. I prided myself on having above average vision, but even without it, the orange outfit clashing with the dull background would have surely caught my eye. Even though I still had a bit of a walk before I reached the stand, I could hear Naruto's voice, likely asking for a second bowl, or a tenth one.
I drew closer to the stand and began to unravel. I was so caught up in my confession, I never pondered the fact that love was much better as two-sided. Angst just wasn't my thing. My stomach betrayed me as it started churning, apparently causing a rabble of butterflies to awaken. I wouldn't be swayed, nervous or not. Lazily, I reached the ramen stand and promptly sat beside the boy of both my dreams and my reality. He seemed eerily unphased by my sudden presence, but the light blush tingeing his cheeks assured me otherwise.
"How are you feeling today, sensei?" His concern was heartwarming.
"I could be worse I guess. I appreciate your...help, last night." Great-now I was blushing. He graced me with a trademark Naruto, ear-to-ear grin. Even the smile that I'd seen countless times before seemed exceptionally attractive. I thanked myself that I didn't insist on ordering food. I couldn't imagine keeping food down with the way that my stomach imitated a skilled acrobat.
After he had finished his food, Naruto promptly paid for his meal and prepared to leave. Not sure if we'd end up parting ways at that time, I reluctantly stayed attached to my stool. I watched as he turned his back to me, towards the exit and figured that he'd be on his way. To say I was a bit disappointed would not come close. I sat for about 10 more seconds and realized that he had not yet departed, as if he were waiting for me to join him. Slowly, and with a heart full of hope, I arose and accompanied the boy at the exit. We walked together.
Eventually, we came to a rather secluded part of town and retired on a nearby bench. I'm honestly not sure how long we talked as we sat there, and I definitely couldn't recall the number of conversations that we had. I'd known Naruto for quite a bit of time, and yet, I had learned more things about him at that time than I had gathered in all the times previous. The company I shared with him was probably my favorite takeaway from the encounter. We both sat forward on the bench, but being the cunning sleuth that I was, I found myself sneaking glances at the involved boy beside me. The wind played with his blond hair in ways that I could only wish I could. Mystifying, the way his brilliant blue eyes disappeared and reappeared between the fleeting golden locks.
My resolve became even stronger; Naruto had to be mine.
No sooner than I had come to the startling realization, the boy stood up. It was at that time that I realized how late it had become.
"I've had a great time with you today, Kakashi. I should be getting home." he spoke. Immediately I noted the fact that he had not added a 'sensei' to the end of my name as if our encounter today was as friends, and not just a pupil and tutor. Perhaps I was looking into it a bit too much, but my heart warmed at the thought of it nonetheless.
"Sure. I'll walk with you." I countered. I wanted to maximize my time with him and this would at least buy me a few more moments in his presence.
Side by side, we trotted in the direction of his house. At some point, I swear, fate intervened. Shinobi were always supposed to be self-aware. At all times, we were supposed to be alert and cognizant of our surroundings. Somehow, the distance between us had narrowed and I don't think either of us were going to realize this until our hands touched and it literally felt like a spark had resulted. Though the action had truly surprised me, I was even more surprised by my next move.
Instead of letting back after 'accidentally' touching, a surge of confidence washed over me and I grabbed Naruto's soft hand. The thought of him rejecting the offer never plagued my thoughts, and apparently he appreciated my confidence. My heart palpitated furiously as he squeezed my hand in return and even took it a step further by lacing our fingers. I felt like his hand could not have been a more perfect fit. I was blushing and I was positive that he was as well, but we continued on until we finally met his front door. My hand seemed especially cold as our fingers finally released.
"Thanks...for walking with me." his voice was soft. It seemed that our time together was rapidly ending. I was determined. Something about Naruto and the previous couple of days had really changed me. Without giving it a second thought, I slipped a finger underneath my mask and pulled it down to my chin. My face wasn't necessarily a secret, it just so happened that very few had seen me without it. I felt like I owed it to the boy. Naruto lightly gasped. Never before had I seen a blush appear so quickly, and so heavily. His mouth dropped and it was my starting gun. I leaned forward without a word and closed in on him. At about the halfway point, I had to stop myself from smirking as the very flushed boy advanced as well. For the first time ever, my lips touched Naruto's unbelievably soft ones. There were no fireworks, and no birds sang, but damn-my head was absolutely in the clouds. I was floating yet my feet had never left the ground. His mouth was everything that I imagined it to be, and then more.
I was sure that the kiss lasted no more than 5 or so seconds, but it felt like a peaceful eternity. Slowly, and reluctantly I may add, we pulled away. I searched his cerulean eyes for an answer as they began to open. Still, no one spoke, until...
"Do you want to come in." Naruto coyly asked.
I wasn't sure of his intentions, or even my own intentions, but I didn't give it a second thought as I followed him inside.
A/N: There we go. Another chapter down! Hope you enjoyed! The next chapter should be up soon...at least I hope!lol As always, please review and let me know what you thought of the chapter. Enjoy your weekend!
