Yo peoples, wolf here. Well here's a little filler chapter, just to make the story flow nice and smooth :) And ryuearth, ou8smileydeath and crazyshikamarufan, I hope you're still reading haha :)
XxSesshomaruandRinxX: Thanks for reviewing! The chappy is here, but I can't promise all happiness and rainbows for Kakashi haha :D
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Ring, ring, ring, sounded the alarm in Kakashi's cabin, effectively waking him and the other occupants.
"Ugh," the silver haired man groaned, throwing the drab sheets off his body. "Whoopee, I get to go through this crap again. Public restroom, here I come." He got out of bed, not bothering to make it, and waltzed off towards the restroom and showering facilities, a clean change of clothing in hand. Once he was done showering, he slipped on a pair of jeans, a t-shirt, his mask, and an old pair of sneakers, heading off to the cafeteria for some breakfast. "Three more days on this ship and we finally land. Then we get our uniforms... yay," he muttered, grabbing a clean tray and joining the back of the line.
"What can I get for you?" the young woman behind the counter asked, when it was his turn to order.
"I guess I'll have some scrambled eggs and toast," Kakashi answered.
"No problem, coming right up," the girl announced with a cheery smile, quickly plating the food. "Here you go!"
"Thanks," Kakashi said with a small smile, as he picked up his tray and headed towards a vacant table.
'Two years, two years,' he thought, biting into a piece of toast.
"Kakashi?" a voice suddenly called out. "Long time no see!"
"Huh?" Kakashi said, looking up from his meal. "Well if it isn't Denji. Pull up a chair. Didn't think I'd see you again out here."
The man took a seat across from the pale man, a small grin on his face and an enthusiastic aura around him.
"I see you haven't changed at all. You still have that mess of a thing you call hair, and you still wear a mask," Denji chuckled out, bringing a spoonful of oatmeal to his mouth.
"And you still have that scar on your cheek, girly, green hair, and look, you still eat oatmeal," Kakashi snickered.
"Hey it's not girly. Long hair is masculine, and besides, oatmeal is delicious and healthy!"
"Haha your locks reach your ass, and you're still a health nut."
"Yea, well, you're still a jerk."
Both men began laughing.
"It's really good to see you Denji."
"Yea, same here. Now the ride back will actually be interesting," the green haired man laughed out.
"Ditto," Kakashi agreed, feeling a wave of relief was over him from the thought of having an old companion with him once again.
"So ho does it feel to be back in uniform?" Denji queried, eyeing the other curiously.
"Technically, we don't get our uniform for three days, genius, and speaking of that, won't they make you cut your hair?"
"Remember the last time they tried that?"
"Oh yea! How could have forgotten? I swear I've never seen the captain so scared in my life. The look on his face was just priceless."
"Haha, so I doubt they'll try anything again, unless they want to face my wrath."
"You sound just like Iruka," Kakashi stated, smiling solemnly.
"Iruka?"
"Oh yea, he's the most amazing person I've met. We started dating around two years ago, and I proposed just before I left."
"Really? I'm, so happy for you, congrats!" Denji congratulated, eyes beaming with delight, causing the other to laugh at his child like nature.
"Thanks Denji, but what about you? Anything special happened- any secret love life?"
"Secret love life? Pease, as if my life could be that interesting. All i did was right novels and well that's it."
"Awe, I'm sorry, I'm positive you'll find someone," Kakashi soothed. "And writing sounds, um, fun?"
"You're a horrible liar, you know that?" Denji chastised, finishing his bowl of oatmeal.
"And you're still as feminine as eve-ouch! Why'd you kick me?"
"My foot slipped."
"Slipped my as- ouch! You know I'm only teasing, De-de. Why don't we stack our dishes and head up to the deck, ne?"
"Haha, sure, sure."
The duo piled their dirty dishes away, and made their way towards the staircase. Step by step they ascended the stairs, and were soon greeted by the bright, blue sky, the glimmering sun, the shimmering waves, and a swarm of seagulls playfully bickering in the sky above.
"The fresh air feels good," Kakashi commented, leaning on the railing while peering out into the vast horizon.
"Yea, it's so refreshing," Denji agreed, joining the other male. "So what duty have you been assigned?"
"What?"
"You know, what station will you be at?"
"Oh, I'll be out on another ship again as soon as we hit land. I'll be in charge of weapon training, but I'll have to fight in the war too. What about you? Are you gonna handle all the tech stuff at base again?"
"Leave it to a Special Warfare Operator to be in all the action. Well, originally yes, but they decided that they needed more help in the IS field of the ship."
"So there's a chance I could see you?"
"Yea, like one in a ka-jillion," Denji laughed, earning a glare from Kakashi. "You know I want to be able to joke around with you like back in the days, but the chances of us being on the same boat are slim."
"I know, I know."
"Cheer up Kakashi, you'll be home before you know it!"
"You're too optimistic for your own good, you know that? It's so weird," Kakashi teased.
"Hey, it wouldn't hurt if you smiled ore often," Denji countered, punching the other playfully in the arm.
Bang, bang, bang!
"Iruka!" screamed a shrill voice from behind the man's front door. "Get your ass out here already!"
"Calm down, Anko!" Iruka yelled in return, struggling to pull on his jeans.
"The movie starts in ten minutes!"
"It's not my fault you told me about this at the last minute!" Iruka called out, opening the front door, only to come face to face with an irritated woman.
"Finally," she said with an exasperated sight. "Took you long enough, now let's go."
"What time is it anyways?" Iruka asked, walking alongside the woman.
"Hmm, it's one-twenty. Why?"
"Uh, wasn't the movie supposed to start an hour ago?"
"What?" Anko roared, coming to a complete stop, causing Iruka to stop too. "Damnit! Oh well, you wanna grab a quick bite to eat?"
"Sure, why don't we go to that new sushi restaurant downtown?"
"The one with all the flashy chefs?"
"Yea, sound like it'll be nice."
"Ok," Anko beamed, walking happily once again, pulling Iruka by the hand behind her. "I hope they have Dango."
"Er, I don't think they would, Anko," Iruka stated, preparing himself for an outburst.
"Can't ask for good service, can you?" the woman complained. She gave a sigh and continued walking in silence, until the two finally reached the restaurant. "Her we are."
The duo entered the restaurant and was greeted by a young, blond waiter.
"My name is Tachibana," the man greeted with a warm smile. "How may I serve this lovely couple today?"
"Couple?" Anko repeated, giving a short bark of laughter. "Oh no, he's gay."
"Oh?" Tachibana queried, eyeing Iruka up and down, before offering him a seductive smile. "Let's see if I can find a comfortable table for the beautiful gem," he said, eyes gazing at Iruka the entire time.
"Thanks!" Anko interrupted, much to the tanned man's relief.
The waiter led the two to an empty booth and left to go fetch their drinks.
"I got the tab, Iruka" Anko said, glancing at the menu.
"No, no I-" Iruka started, but abruptly stopped when the other shot him a death glare. "I mean thanks you."
"All right," Tachibana said, approaching the two with a glass of sake in each hand, "two sake's. Now what will you be having this afternoon?" he questioned, eyes returning to Iruka.
"We'll have two shrimp tempura specials," Anko said, handing the man both of heir menus.
"Excellent choice," the man said, giving a slight bow. "The chef will be out shortly," he confirmed, winking flirtatiously at Iruka, before leaving once again.
"Wow, he's really straight forward..." Iruka drawled out, a soft blush forming on his face.
"By the look on your face, I'd say that you kind of enjoy the attention, am I right?" Anko sniggered.
"What? No way, that's ridiculous. You know I'm not like that, well not like you at least," the young man countered.
"Touché, I've taught you well, but you'll never be as good as the master," Anko touted. "But in all honesty, something seems a little, well, off about this guy. It's like he's one of those crazy stalker people you see in movies or something."
"I don't know where you get your crazy ideas from."
"I'm serious! He's been eyeing you like you're a piece of choice-cut meat! It's just weird. Look! He's looking at you right now, over by the fish tank."
Iruka turned his head and immediately locked eyes with the waiter, who merely smirked. The tanned man immediately turned away, pretending as if he were busy with the glass of sake currently within his hand.
"This was a bad idea," he groaned out.
"Can't blame me, blame karma," Anko retorted.
"But what did I do that was so wrong?"
"Well you did make me miss my movie."
"Anko, you and I both know that you're the one who got the times mixed up."
"Denial."
"Denial my-"
"Is everything up to par?" Tachibana asked, startling Anko and Iruka.
"Um yes, it's quite lovely. This restaurant, I mean," Iruka replied, mentally slapping himself for sounding nervous.
"You know, you're awfully cute when nervous," Tachibana chuckled out, causing Iruka's eyes to widen in shock.
"You should see him when he's blushing like crazy," Anko chimed in.
"Anko!" Iruka scolded.
"Haha, it will only be a few more minutes, before the chef come out. He is currently tending to another table," Tachibana informed. "If there is anything you need, please give me a call."
He turned around and walked off into the kitchen.
"I hate you, Anko," Iruka seethed.
"I'm just trying to add some flare into your life," Anko giggled. "Now just relax and enjoy the free food and show."
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Well isn't the waiter sort of... straight forward, as Iruka put it haha. I hope you enjoyed, and please review!