My excuses this week: Caught the flu, fever, cold, sore-throat, pmsing, crniggadaianitis and vomiting. All of that fits in the time range of me, not updating until now.
What is crniggadaianitis? It's only the third, this upcoming Monday will mark the fourth, week of school and I already have a new ethnic that I go by! Cracker-Nigga-Canadian-Jamacian. (craa-niggah- da-nation)
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Add itis to that and you get crniggadaianitis; otherwise known as a mixed person with the itis. These chuckle-heads at my school are retards. No lie.
Anyways, here's a new update.
I'm not my usual self. I am extremely pissed. So, sorry to be a downer. You all know the usual: Thanks for reviews, etc, etc. Really means a lot to me.
Now for that surprise for the KakaAnko lovers, it happens this chappie.
Enchoy.
Disclaimers: I own nothing.
Written By: Tobi-Is-Fluffy-Chan/Kumi-Chan
Chapter 7: Kakashi's Problem
Anko Mitarashi
Kakashi Hatake
Etc
No warnings this chapter. The craziness is over... For now.
Kakashi's POV
I lean my head back on the couch. "It'll... mean something." I say, scratching my unruly head full of silver hair. Aren't I supposed to be the guy in this scenario, laying down the rules?... Nope. Anko's in charge.
"And no tongue," she adds.
I smirk under my mask.
"Anko, if I kiss you, I guarantee there's gonna' be tongue."
She hesitates.
"I promise it won't mean anything... But aren't you glad that the craziness if finally over? I mean... I did save the day, didn't I?"
She rolled her enticing, light brown eyes. "No, Kakashi, your Uchiha kid saved the day. And Kabuto's punk-ass got away." She seethed, placing her hands in her lap. "So sure! Of course, you saved the day." Anko sarcastically remarked.
I think she's testing me.. To see how much I can take before I crack. Doesn't she know what she wears, gets me in unwanted moods?... She does that on purpose...
But her eyelids close and she leans closer, I realize it's going to happen. This woman of my dreams, this woman who is more like me than some women I've ever met... Wants to kiss me. I take over control as soon as she tilts her head. I pull my mask down and our lips touch for the briefest moment before I lace my fingers in her dark violet hair and keep kissing her soft and gentle. I cup her cheek in my palm, feeling her baby-soft skin against my fingers. My body urges me to take advantage of the situation, but my brain (the one inside of my head) keeps me in check.
A satisfied sigh escapes Anko's mouth as if she's content to stay in my arms forever.
I brush the tip of my tongue against her lips, encouraging her to open her mouth. She tentatively meets my tongue with her own. Our mouths and tongues mingle in a slow, erotic dance, entwining together until the sound of the front door opening makes her head jerk away.
Damn...
Regular POV
In burst none other than Guy. His eyes widened and the corner of his lips tugged up into a triumphant smile. He gave Kakashi a 'thumbs up.'
"Way to go, Kakashi! Finally got your girl!" He exclaimed, slamming the door and leaving.
Is she my girl?... Kakashi thinks.
A pissed off Anko, turned her head back to Kakashi, fixating a glare on him.
"You told me, you locked the door!" She hissed, turning her head away from him.
Kakashi was silent for a moment before, cupping both of her cheeks. He pressed his lips briefly against hers. Dark colored eyes stared into light brown eyes, until the light brown eyes fluttered shut; and she brought her lips back to his.
Anko's POV
I grabbed the thick hair at the base of his neck, pulling that gorgeous head of his down. Eh, I'm not that mad at him...
Kakashi keeps his hands at his side, but when I part my lips, he groans against my mouth. His strong hands wrap around me, pulling me in closer to his body. Kakashi's velvet tongue mingles with mine, creating an unfamiliar sensation deep within my body. Oh fuck... This is more than making out, it's... Well, damn. It feels like so much more!
His hands never stopped moving; one circles my back while the other plays with my hair. Of course this touchy shit feels so good! But, Kakashi's not the only one exploring. My hands are roving all over him, feeling his muscles tense beneath my hands and heightening my awareness of him. Soon enough, there's another knock on the door.
He broke the kiss, letting out another sigh before pulling his mask back up. I scratched the nape of my neck before leaning my elbow on the arm of the couch. My lips purse, while he's at the door, reluctantly answering it. "Ya' know... I have no fucking idea why you hide your face behind that mask, Kakashi." I sighed, winking at him. He rolled his eyes, shrugging his shoulders a bit.
When he opened the door, someone who we were not expecting to see, stood there. Lady Hokage, Tsunade.
Well, couldn't say I wasn't surprised... 'Cause we did just see her, but... This was kind of unexpected.
"I came here because I have an important mission for you, Kakashi." Lady Tsunade says.
Mission? Didn't we JUST complete a fucking mission?! Unbelieveable!... I would say better him than me, but that's Kakashi... I actually like him.
"With all due respect..." I blurted out, "Don't you think that the four of us deserve a break...?" I reluctantly question. And as the 'four of us', I referr to me, Guy, Kakashi and Iruka. Tsunade's amber-colored eyes flicker to look at me. She places her hands on her hips, huffing, "This mission isn't as bad as it seems."
Kakashi was silent as she went on and on about a ninja's duty.
Yawn.
"Well, I'll catch ya' later..." I waved to Kakashi, heading for the door. Before I leave, Tsunade remarks, "Oh, and Mitarashi, more people are in need of therapy... Sasuke Uchiha being one of them."
The Uchiha kid...? Therapy?! Hmph! Let the challenge begin.
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The Next Day
-Knock, Knock-
I groaned, throwing my Icha Icha novel down on my wooden-end table. It hit the surface with a loud 'THUD!'.
I sighed heavily before opening the door. Standing there, glaring at the wooden floors was Sasuke Uchiha himself. "Well, come on in... So I can get this over with..." I say, whispering the last part to myself. He reluctantly walks in, kicking off his sandals and sitting on my love-seat sofa.
"Still have ettiqute, eh?" I tease, placing my hands on my hips and raising an eyebrow. Those stoic but cold, onyx colored eyes glower at me. "Still have a loud mouth that only shit comes out of, eh?" He sasses back, crossing his arms over his chest.
Wow, gotta give the Uchiha kid credit... Wasn't expecting that one.
"This isn't over..." I whisper, taking a seat on the couch across from him. He shrugged his shoulders. "I could really care less, because nothing began." He retorted, staring up at the ceiling with that same glare. I swear, if he narrowed his eyes even further, they would rip right out of his eye-sockets...
"So, why don't we start with: why the fuck are you here?" I question, shifting my position on the couch so that I was sitting criss-cross. "I'd ask you the same question." He replied in a low and cold tone.
What the fuck is this kid's problem... And Iruka says I have attitude. I think he needs to be beat at his own game.
"It amuses me that someone as weak as you recovered so quickly from last night's damage." I remark, sticking my tongue out at him. The Uchiha kid gritted his teeth, narrowing his eyes further. Damn... Didn't think he'd be able to do it, though...
"Oh and I gotta tell you about my dream of your brother and his shark partner the night before... What was his name again?... Uh, Ita- is what it started with... Hmm, uh... Itachi! That's right. He and his friend was in need of much therapy. Just like you." I chimed in, shrugging my shoulders and plastering a smug smile on my face.
Sasuke's fists clenched and before I knew it, he growled and jumped me. We broke out into a wrestle. Holy shit, this child was indeed in need of some fucking therapy.
-Knock, Knock-
I picked up the squirming boy and threw him over to some random side of the room, running to get the door. A kind of pissed-looking Iruka stood there, tapping his foot on the hard-wood floors of the hallway. "Hey, Iruka." I sighed.
All of a sudden, the Uchiha kid grabbed my foot and pulled me back, making me land on top of him and hit the floor. The door closed shut in Iruka's face as that happened.
"Damn it, you fucking brat!" I yelled, slapping him over and over in the face. I made him roll over to the couch and I stood up, dusting myself off before getting the door again. "Sorry about that, babes, now what was it that you wanted?" I asked, raising an eyebrow to the sort of bummed-out and confused tan guy. Iruka started to fidget around before, squaring his shoulders and clearing his through.
"Come on, Buck-O. I got a therapy session going on, at the moment. My client isn't too happy right now..." I sighed.
Then, a loud crash was heard. I slammed the door and turned around aburptly just to see shattered pieces of a vase on the floor. Standing next to the shatter and broken vase was him, with a mischeaous smirk on that pale face of his.
"Oh fuck no! You messed with the wrong chick today, Uchiha!" I yelled, and started to stomp over to him. But alas, what he had behind his back stopped me.
My Icha Icha: 1 book. I let out a gasp that sounded like a referee blowing a whistle.
His eyes widened in fake sympathy and in his other hand was a lighter. "No! Don-" I started to scream.
"Ah, ah, ah! Don't make any sudden movements." He warned, flipping the book open. "Now let me get a look at all of this garbage, my sensei reads with you." He says, poking his head in the book. I let out a heavy sigh.
Oh well, there goes the kid's virginity...
Sasuke quickly threw the book down, looking away and not meeting my amused gazed. I fleetly crawled over and picked up my book, hugging it to my chest. I kissed it over and over. No one will ever separate us again!
The Uchiha kid was blushing madly. I stuck my tongue out at him, before rushing back to the door. I opened it, and gave Iruka an apologetic look for the first time in... Eh, forever. "Sorry, kidd. But my client... Took someone hostage because of his mental problems. He's balling his eyes out and jacking off at the moment." I explained. Iruka's face twisted up into utter horror, confusion and he even blushed.
He scratched the nape of his neck, flashing me a considerable toothy grin. "Uh, A-Anko... That was a bit too much information... But would you like to... Go on a dat-" I slammed the door back in his face when I head the water running. Too bad I might never get to know what he wanted to say.
What?! I'm obvilious as fuck, now a-days. See what had happened was, I read this Icha Icha book and now everything in my head... I forget and I can't comprehend. True fucking story.
I scanned the room for Sasuke but my attention turned to the kitchen sink that was over flowing with water. That bastard. I quickly rushed over to the sink, placing my Icha Icha book in the side of my skirt before unplugging the sink-plug and watching the water flow out, down the drain. I grabbed a towel before the small river of water could flow onto the carpet I had just brought.
That kid was going to get it. I'd expct Naruto to do some shit like this... But Sasuke Uchiha? The Uchiha, stoic, cold-motherfucker? No!
I left the towel on the floor and rushed to the other side of my apartment where my bookshelve and other knick-knacks rested. I looked under the futon I had resting over there, checked the closet door and even behind the recliner couch. No Uchiha kid... Was he actually doing the do in my bathroom because of the Icha Icha...?! No! That's the impossible. Maybe Naruto or that Renji kid... But not him.
I rushed to my bedroom door, and twisted the door-knob. Fuck! It was locked. That mother-fucker locked himself in my room! I let out an irritated sigh before walked back over to the door. I slowly opened it, peaking to see if Iruka was still there.
"Yes, I am still here." He said, outloud. I jumped back, startled for a second. Did he read my mind?...
Wait a second...
Holy shit... I just read my own mind.
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Oh wait, everyone can do that. I opened the door real wide and stared at him. "Sorry but my client is now playing hide and seek or either doing the do in my bathroom or taking a shit. He got problems..." I blurted out.
"Maybe I should come back later..." He whispered pointed his thumbs to the opposite direction where my apartment was which was the exit out of the building. I shook my head 'no', and grabbed his arm. "Don't go!" I told him. Those two word must have made him REAL happy because he sort of squeal...?! And blushed deeply. "Help me catch him and calm him down and I'll do anything you want!" I pleaded, leading him inside.
I kept my gaze on his eyes, trying to interept his answer. He stared back into my eyes before smirking deviously. "...Anything?" He questioned, sound much like a pedophile. My shine started to shiver. "No, fucktard. Not anything... It depends..." I sighed. All of a sudden, I heard the sounds of small pieces of wood breaking... I glanced to my left just to see my collection of dango sticks which formed Konoha's symbol, that were bored into the wall on one side of my apartment into fucking bits and pieces.
That's it, that Uchiha kid was going to get it!
I turned back to Iruka. "Yes, dude. I'll do anything."
He nods his head once before ordering, "Close the door and lock it."
I did as I was told and stood by the door. Sasuke finally revealed himself from behind the love-seat sofa. He snickered, "I'm not scared of any of you jounin." He then glared at me, hissing, "Especially you, ko."
I gasped. "Did you just call me a bimbo?" I asked, covering my mouth. He nodded. "That's what ko mean, idiot."
I glared back at him.
Sasuke's gaze flickered to Iruka. "What are you doing here, Iruka-Sensei?" He questioned, crossing his arms over his chest. Iruka ignored one of his former students and turned back to me. "So, you're telling me, if I catch Sasuke, then you'll do anything I want?" He asks, crossing his arms, as his face changed into a solemn expression.
"Whatever your heart desires." I retort... But oh, fuck. I know that saying that will get this twenty-nine to thirty year old virgin's hopes up. I sighed before rolling my eyes.
"What do you mean, catch me?" Sasuke asks, hating the fact that he was ignored. Twice. "Get me some rope, cat ears and a sharpie marker." He orders... So who would like to tell me why I find him so sexy right now for knowing that I love the Uchiha kid dressed like a cat? Yeah, I don't know either.
Sasuke backed up, hitting the wall.
"Iruka-Sensei?..." He says, uneasily as Iruka slow walks over to him... MENACINGLY!
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"I hate you for being on the ko's side. You were once my darn sensei but you side with her for your own perverted schemes? Unbelieveable." Sasuke blabbers on and on while glaring those dark eyes of his at Iruka. Iruka let's of a sigh before tying the rope that bound Sasuke to the chair in a knot. "It is all worth it, Sasuke. Trust me, when you get to be old and mature like me, then you'll understand." He whisperes into the Uchiha's ears. Iruka must not think I can here him, but I can.
"When I get as old as you, I truly hope I am not a stupid, perverted jounin who only cares about getting ass from a ko."
"Okay! You got one more time to call me fucking bimbo!" I shout at him, glaring my light brown eyes as he sticks his tongue out at me, as a way to taunt. I calm myself down just before smirking evilly and grabbing a cheeta-print design head band with cat-ears attached to them. I get my sharpie mark, drawing his whiskers and placing the headband on his head.
"Now meow for me, pussycat!" I purr, teasing him back.
"You..." He starts to say but I can tell he held his tongue.
I laid down on the couch, resting my head in the crook of my crossed arms. "So, pussycat, tell Aunty Anko what's got you all feeling... Rebellious? Is it because the ol' pussycat lost his fight with the snake and got bitten? Or because the pussycat's nails are not as tough as nails and he wants to become strong-strong?" I ask, in an innocent, babyish tone.
Sasuke let's out a sigh, staring at my fluttering eyes as I wait for his response. He opens his mouth as if he's going to say something important. Instead, he burps loudly. "I drank all of that stuff in the kitchen. So it's gone now..." He says, leaning his head back on the chair.
Damn.
And I actually thought I was getting somewhere.
"Ko."
He blurts out one more time because he knows that I know that I will lose my mind, if he called me a "ko", which is a bimbo one more tume.
Now this time, I growled and jumped him.
*Meanwhile*
Kakashi's POV
My one visible eye twitched from the disturbance. These two babies, Rui and Mary would NOT STOP CRYING.
Yes, if you are wondering, Lady Tsunade tasked me with watching these two little babies until she returned with the mother of the two. But that was over an hour ago and she has not returned. I let out a sight, standing in the middle of my living room, with one baby in each hand, rocking them back and forth. Yet, they still cried.
Curse my luck. Anko and I could be practicing out some Icha Icha scenes, but noooo, Lady Tsunade had to give me this mission. Why not Asuma and Kurenai? At this point they should be the ones practicing for making babies. It would definately prove as a task to them... Not me. Worst of all... What if Iruka was with Anko now? Just yesterday before we reached the inside of Lady Hokage's office where all of the bull-shit wnet down, he was braggingto me about how he was going to as her out, today.
So you know what I did?
I dragged Anko away from the scene where those two idiots, Kohaku and Shiro went on about not being gay and being gay, after Lady Tsunade and the others were cheering at the victory that Guy and Sasuke had brought us to. I carrying the screaming Anko who was punching me and yelling at me, to let her down all the way back to my house and ta-da! That's how you came up with the scene of us making out until the Hokage had to interrupt and give me this mission. Fuckery, right? Anko has me using that word now... She's so amazing.
My thoughts were intruded because one of the two babies, Rui, to be exact grabbed my mask and pulled it down. Mari used the paws, Shizune likes to call "adorable hands", to grab a portion my face and dig her small claws into my nose. When's the last time their mother clipped their finger nails? Damn!
I unlatched her small and cubicle hand from my face and placed her on the carpeted floor, before pulling my mask back up and placing Rui next to her... But, hey! They stopped crying!
I crouched down to their level and smiled under my mask. "You two little ones, finally stopped crying." I say, placing my hand on my head. Before I can let out a sigh of relief, Rui's lip puckers out and his big, bubbly eyes widen. He starts to cry again, screaming those tiny but loud lungs, that he seems to possess out. Mari's lip puckers out and as soon as she turns to glance at her brother crying, she starts to cry, screaming even louder than him.
They cry at the same time, leaving a double effect that they did the last time, when they cried out of key. Instead of scratching my hair, like I intended to do when they weren't crying, I pull my unruly silver hair in fustration. Never seen me, Kakashi, like this? Well, now you are.
I let out a heavy sigh, sitting on the couch and watching the two of them duke it out. Maris on the carpeted floor, rolling around, crying and Rui's sitting up, crying and moving his hands around as if he's trying to grab something. I sigh again.
Maybe if I read some Icha Icha... And block them out, then they'll cry until they fall asleep... Babies do that.. Right?
I pick up the book and flip it open to page fifty-five which is where I last left off at. I want to be able to take everything in and read it as well as imagine it which is why I re-read every paragraph... Twice.
Kakashi Imagining Him and Anko.
"Kakashi..." Anko purred, placing her hands on her hips. They are in a room with a king-sized bed and the lights are dimmed. Kakashi smirks, rubbing his chin, taking in all of the female's appearance.
She is in a vulgar stance, her long and irrestible legs are out in the open because of the short black dress that she has on and her hair is tied in a sloppy but sexy ponytail. She slides her panties down her legs and as they fit the tiled floor, he licks his lips. She kicks them to the side, slowly walking over to him.
End Scenario
(Before things get out of control...)
"Wahhh!" The baby, Rui cried on an on, interrupting Kakashi's little fanatasy. With a short, irritated exhale, Kakashi closed the Icha Icha book and placed it on the table with small force.
He stood up, crouching down to the two infant's levels and picked up the silent Mari. She was silent for one reason; She took a shit.
Kakashi picked up Rui as well and he was still crying for one reason; He took a piss.
He carried the infants over to their changing station and placed them both down, so that they were laying on their backs. Mari faced one way and Rui faced the other. Kakashi picked up a couple of wipes, before opening the diaper that Rui had on. He wiped the infant boy clean, removed the diaper from him but stopped in his tracks. He glanced at a silent but yawning Rui who had his dangling in the air, since it was a baby instinct that all had when they were getting their pampers changed and looked at the waste-basket that sat near the kitchen counter on the other side of his house's living room.
He quickly wrapped the pamper up and tossed it, hoping it went in the basket. Thankfully it did, and he smiled to himself, turing around to finish his first task. As soon as he reached for the vasoline to prevent little Rui from getting a rash, a yellow liquid started to sprinkle up and it doused the white T-shirt, that Kakashi was sporting.
He glanced down to the two giggling babies. So they didn't laugh at him, when he danced around like a clown but they did laugh when he got pee on himself.
As long as they are not crying... He thought to himself, before continuing his job. With a Rui, who was finished being changed, he placed the infant down on the carpeted floor and started to change Mari. As soon as he opened the diaper, the putrid smell lingered up his nostrils and he backed up, quickly covering his nose with a baby wipe. The fresh scent filled his nose and he took a step forward, grabbing over five wipes and starting to clean the baby.
Mari pooped so much that it reached up to the small of her back and the shit stained her cotton-candy pink, onesie. Kakashi sighed, removing the onesie her and tossing it in a clothes bin. He gave her a wipe down and after that, he reapplied baby-lotion on her entire body. (Arms, hands, legs, feet, back and chest)
Little did he know, as he worked to clean the little baby, that Rui crawled over to where his Icha Icha book rested which Kakashi had knocked down on the floor when he stood up to get the two babies.
Ripppp!
Kakashi turned around aburptly, yelling "NOOOOOO!" When he saw that a laughing Rui had a ripped page of the book in his hand.
He needed some help. And fast.
*Moments Later*
-Knock, Knock, Knock-
Kakashi quickly rose up from his seat, opening the door, just to reveal Anko, wearing a pretty fishnet dressed with short, black boots which surprised the shit out of him. She shrugged her shoulders to his look. "What? You did say you wanted me to come over. What are we doing?" She asked, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. "Renacting some Icha Icha...?" She questioned. Kakashi laughed nervously.
"Even... Better." He chimed in, guiding her over to his living room area. Kakashi closed the door behind him and laid down on the couch, fluffing the pillow, laying his head down on it, and burying himself with the thick blanket.
"Please do me a favor and watch the two babies, while I get some rest." He said, but his words were muffled. Anko glanced around the house just to find Rui, crawling on Kakashi's kitchen counter and Mari playing with the white T-shirt. She just now put it over her head and was cooing, because she has a baby's mind and thinks it is fun.
"Ninja, 'fuck you mean watch the babies?" Anko seethed.
-Snoreeeeeee-
Kakashi was knocked out. Anko let out a sigh, before gathering Mari in one hand and tossing the shirt that was covered in piss over to some random part of Kakashi's living room and catching Rui in her other hand before he fell off the counter and cracked that little knogin of his. The babies glanced up at Anko with their big and bubbly, blue eyes and started to giggle. Mari reached up and started patting her cheeks. Rui started bouncing in her arms and even knocked his head back, making Anko almost drop him.
"Damn it, kidd! You almost made me drop you!" She yelled. Both of the babies paused, puckered their lips out and cried... at the same damn time!
Anko's eyes twitched and she walked into the kitchen, grabbing two bottle that were already made, curtesy of Kakashi.
"Darn... He must have had this all planned out..." She whispered, eyeing the two cereal-bottles filled with baby milk and cereal. It was two for each baby. Then her eyes flickered to the four regular milk bottles and the two jar-foods of apple-sauce and bananas.
She sat on the snoring Kakashi's legs and placed Rui on one side of her lap and Mari on the other side of her lap. "Hold on, let me get comfortable." She told to the two of them as they bounced around on her lap. She kicked off her boots and socks, wiggling her toes around. Mari reached for the purple-polished toe nail of Anko's pinkie toe but she was stopped at the sudden appearance of one of the bottles.
The two babies reached out for their bottles and the violet-haired woman complied by sticking the nipples in their mouths.
"Now where the hell is your mama?" She asked as they drank the milk. Waiting for them to answer, which she knew was impossible, she let out a sigh. Her eyes flickered to the sleeping Kakashi, who was snoring away.
"I'll get you later..." She murmured, taking her attention off of the two babies. But as soon as she did that, Rui grabbed his bottle and chuck it across the room. Mari grabbed her bottle's nipple and started squeezing it; Milk squirted all over her face and Anko's arm.
"Damn it!" She cussed, taking the bottle from Mari. "So what, do you two want jar-food or milk?" She asked. Surprisingly, Mari bounced up and down and Rui started to coo, "Mum-Mum-Mum-Mum-Mum!"
Rolling her eyes, Anko got up, with both of them in her hands and she walked into the kitchen. Her hands reached for the apple-sacue and the bananas, but Mari grabbed one, flinging it to the ground. Of course, the jar broke. Anko looked down, narrowing her eyes. "Okay... So NO, jar-food for you two... THEN." She said through gritted teeth, trying her best to control her temper. She placed them on the carpeted floor and grabbed a thick, comforter blanket and spread it out, making a pallet. Anko placed the two on the pallet and let out a sigh as they began to do what babies did.
They cooed, moved around... And Rui fell back with a "oof", and stuck his foot in his mouth, chewing on his toes with his teethless gums. Anko got up, grabbing a couple of toys and placed them in front of the two infants.
Later On
"Why are you crying?" She asked to the crying Rui and Mari. Of course, the only answer she got was more crying.
She tried to do what Kakashi did. She picked up his Icha Icha book and tried to read but upon finding a ripped page, she got angry and chucked the book somewhere, making a vase fall and break, causing them to giggle.
But after a few minutes, they went right back to their crying.
Think, Anko. Think. What will make these two stop?...
Maybe if I... Acted like a snake!
Anko stuck her slightly long tongue out and started to "sssss". Rui and Mari paused before tilting their head to the side.
Rui's Mind: Uh, sis? What is this lady doing?
Mari's Mind: I dunno... Uh, bro... If we stop crying, will she stop... Because it's creepy.
Rui's Mind: Yes... Crying will make her continue...
After two mintutes, the two babies stopped their whining/crying. "Can't believe it actually worked..." She said outloud, earning their crying to continue.
Rui's Mind: She talked! Let's cry again!
Mari's Mind: Okay! Wahhhh!
"Damn..." She murmured, snapping her fingers and pouting. Anko was stuck and she couldn't take anymore of the darn crying.
Anko grabbed locks of her hair before a light-bulb popped off. She grabbed their stroller, kicked on her socks and boots and placed the two of them in the stroller. "Alright, husband! Me and the children are off!" She giggled, stepping out the door before closing it shut.
*Moments Later*
Anko stepped back in the house, closing the door and walking back in the living room with a sleeping Rui and Mari in her hands. She gently laid them down on the pallet.
They look so fucking peaceful... She thought, smirking a bit. Anko let out a sigh and wiped away real sweat, this time, sitting on the floor, watching them sleep.
All of a sudden, Kakashi stood up, his eyes are bloodshot and wide. He then dropped down to the floor, resting his head on Anko's lap. She glanced down at him with confusion written all over her face.
"So, comfy..." He sighed, smiling as his arms wrapped around Anko's waist and grabbed her butt, a little.
"Ninja, wake the fuck up." She hissed, rolling her eyes. Kakashi peeked one eye open, grinning at her. "Thanks for watching the kids for me, wife." He sighed again, closing his eyes again.
"Woah, woah, woah... W-Wife? Kids? Ninja, 'fuck you mean?" She asked.
"Hey, you're the one who said 'husband and and the kids are going out'... something to that effect," he pointed out.
Anko was silent for a moment.
"Wife..? Don't be mad at me." Kakashi joked around, raising his head up. Just then, his door opened just to reveal a young woman and Tsunade. The woman's eyes narrowed and she rushed over, punching Kakashi. "How dare you and your girlfriend makeout in front of the babies!" She yelled. Kakashi winced, sighing, "Chill out, Kuriko. They are sleeping." She halted the violence before, smiling and laughing nervously.
"Sorry, Kakashi, heheh..."
"Mission, complete." Tsunade announced. "I thought you two were gonna' do it or something..." Kuriko, pointed out before collecting her babies' things. "Here's your pay." Tsunade added, haning Kakashi a check. Anko glared at him the whole entire time. And as Kuriko, the two babies in the stroller and Tsunade were about to leave, Rui and Mari burst of crying.
Kuriko stood in front of them, kneeling down, so they could see her face. "Aw, babies, what's wrong? You don't want to leave?" She asked, pouting. Anko stood up, sighing, "I got this..." She took two big leaves from out of her boot and covered her face with them.
"Peek-a-boo!" She exclaimed, in front of the two. They stopped crying and started giggling. Anko's lips curved into a warm smile. She handed the leaves to Kuriko and waved them good-bye. "Not bad..." Tsunade told her, before leaving as well.
Anko let out a heavy sigh, closing the door behind them. Kakashi hugged her from behind, pulling her in close to him. "Aw, what's wrong? Sad that they had to leave?" He asked.
Anko looked at the ground, shrugging her shoulders a bit.
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Kakashi smirked. He started to unzip the zipper on the back of her fishnet dress. "Well... Let's make some babies of our own." He chimed.
Anko's eyes widened, and she reached behind, slapping him.
"Ninja, I said fucking no!"
Hehe, we are done! Like it? Tell meh, you loved it?
Haha, okay, so the authors note at the top was typed like a week ago... Including the make-out scene, so just to let you all know, I'm not pissed anymore!
I'd like to thank everyone for reviews, and whatnot! Thank You, so much! It means a lot!
I do have school, so that's what's up and I did get sick, A LOT. I was not lying! But anyways, how was this?
Next chappie is for Iruka/Anko fans, if there is any! It's way better and funnier than this! I promise that!
Please, review! Cuz, it makes me happy! We reached 31, and I am happy! This is now, my story with the highest reviews! (I had a lot of them in the 40s, 50s and even one in the 100s but those got deleted. -_- Fuck fanfiction admins for that) But keep them coming, pwease!
Thanks for Reading!
Stay tooned for the next chappie!
And, the therapy is coming back, soon!
Kumi-Chan/Tobi-Is-Fluffy-Chan
P.S: Sorry for not replying back to reviews, I'll do it next chapter for sure! Thanks!