Thread: An (Eventual) Anko x Kakashi Fanfic by LadyYunaFFX2

DISCLAIMER I do not own 'Naruto' or any of the characters. So don't sue me, please. Chapter X It took Anko a few more moments to realize that aside from Kakashi being earlier than she'd expected, there were several other major differences. His mask and gloves were all off and he, like herself, wasn't in the typical jounin or shinobi outfit. Then again, she wouldn't expect him to have been wearing those. A smile couldn't help but cross her face as she managed a polite bow of her head. Maybe you should stick to that look more often. It's ... actually rather nice. Oh? Is it now? Anko could see now both of his eyes - the one with and without the Sharingan - going and glancing upon her body, starting at her heels and working their way up, ending at the set of pupiless eyes before him. Maybe you should take your own advice then? He retorted, returning her smile with one of his own that bordered a smirk. Light tinges of crimson went across Anko's face. Even still, she never let her gaze move away from Kakashi's face. Hmph, maybe I will on days we have like this .... without needing to worry too much on obligations or work. Until then, we'll see. So .. She exhaled softly, changing the topic not just because she felt like doing so .. but it was needed at that moment. We're going where now? Ah .. yes. I'll show you. And with that, he extended a hand out, offering for her to be able to take it and simultaneously have a form of support. His smile widened as she accepted it, even if there was a brief pause in between it all. Then again, the Copy Cat Ninja had figured she may be hesitant with a lot of things all from the way she'd reacted to this offer back in the hospital. If she wasn't used to this sort of attention, then she was likely as pure as himself. He merely knew what to do and how to react from books but even they could only do so much for any form of hints and assistance. It's a small but nice enough restaurant. I haven't had a chance to go there in .... forever. They apparently have really good dango too. The word 'dango' clearly got the reaction he'd hoped for as Anko's own smile increased also, a soft giggle following. That's something I definitely haven't had in a while myself either. Flashbacks of herself and Orochimaru sharing, stealing, and eating dango together began to flood her mind. But then she lightly shook it no. That's not what this is for. She reminded herself. This is between you and Kakashi at the moment now. Don't be rude like that ... Her mouth had opened to apologize but before that could even be attempted, Kakashi's fingers gently rolled over her palm. Don't. He replied softly. I probably should have considered that myself. Were you anyone else, I'd be slightly confused on why he's still on your mind, honestly. But he was all you really had back when you were a child. He took up the role of more than just a mentor. He was more of a father than the one you had and maybe for a bit even, your best friend hm? So when he went through with the betrayal ... I can understand well enough the damage it did and even worse, the conflict you've likely had from knowing it is best to take his life. But rest assured ... I'll help you make better, newer memories. For now, hide them away. Focus on the here and now. Anko found herself unable to do more than blink and glance silently at Kakashi. Was this really the same man she was dating? It was hard to believe. He could be as lazy and nonchalant as Shikamaru, yet he'd displayed about as much intelligence. Very well, though I didn't think you had that type of side to you. Is there anything else you're hiding from me? She teased softly. An inward sigh echoed in Kakashi's head. That'd gone even better than he'd thought. His words had seemed a bit harsh, but he hadn't wondered about that until it may have been too late. He almost half-expected Anko to break down from the knowledge he revealed. But instead, the special jounin showed she was more than eager to be strong and focus upon just the two of them on this night. His head managed to shake no after a bit. Excluding the other books, no. Nothing I can think of anyways. The word 'other' had seemed to be another keyword for Anko as an eyebrow lightly raised. .. Others? How many do you have? More than enough that give me various ideas and hints on how to easily consummate marriages. He retorted without missing a heartbeat. ... And you're proud of that? She tried to tease back, her cheeks getting darker once again. A light shrug passed his shoulders, the restaurant soon coming into view of the two ninjas. It is true that we're shinobi and thus have more immediate obligations to our village. However, my father gave me a few suggestions of sorts while I was in the Void from my death. It more or less ended up summarizing to me needing to live my life to the fullest. And after a lot of contemplating on this, I had to swallow my pride and realize he's correct. Even he wound up marrying and having a life outside that of a ninja's ... despite him ending up taking his own. It took him an equal amount of time to realize he regretted those actions ... and asked me not to repeat them. So .. the first step is finding someone that I want to begin working towards that goal with. And ... you think I'd be good why now? His smile widened more. Well, kinda hard to be picky you know? But seriously, you're unique and different from most of the others. You're strong, physically and mentally. Even after all you have endured, you haven't ever given up or turned your back on Konoha. And given what your past has been like, I can visualize the temptation being within reach. But you never once grabbed for it. Rather, you shoved it away and put your priorities in the correct order. He may have been my student at one point in time, but still Sasuke didn't do what you wound up doing. And that is no doubt one of my biggest regrets feeling like I failed him as a sensei. Anko went silent again, inwardly cursing herself for seeming to take her turn to make Kakashi think on his own negative memories. Her head shook lightly again before glancing back to the heterochromic eyes of Kakashi. .. I'm sorry. That's ... not of the most importance right now. Moreover I'm sounding kinda ungrateful I can imagine. I'm just not used to this sort of thing. It's fine though I see exactly what you mean. I didn't think you'd meant it to this degree. But now I see you weren't kidding back in the hospital. You really haven't been spoiled in far too long. Consider tonight, then, the first - but definitely not last time - you'll have that given to you. We both need this, to get away from the nightmares that try to haunt us. It wasn't often but there were definitely times even after the talk he'd had with Sakumo in the void that his sleep had been interrupted with visions of him finding his father's lifeless body on the floor that fateful day. Books had been his outlet for so long but he was relieved to have found another way to forget of the painful thoughts and recollections. Finally, the two walked inside. The interior was indeed somewhat small in size like Kakashi had hinted, but the furniture and layout suggested it stuck to the traditional Japanese lifestyle. Pillows were in front of the tables so people could sit cross legged or kneel before them, as most people tended to do. Various lanterns hung near and on the ceiling, keeping the restaurant from being consumed purely by darkness. ... Wait a second ... Anko mused softly, glancing around a few more moments before back to Kakashi, whom had taken a seat across from her. I think ... I've been here once before myself. But it was probably about as long ago as your own last visit. Regardless, it seemed to have a somewhat familiar feel to the place. . Heh, interesting. Well, take your time and don't worry on cost. This is all on me. Allowing Anko to see a reassuring and genuine smile upon his face, Kakashi slowly broke eye contact to look upon the text, seeing what he wanted at that moment. By the time the waitress arrived, he already knew and the small nod from Anko hinted she seemed to as well. Miso soup with eggplant, filet mignon and green tea. And for you, miss? The waitress inquired, looking over to Anko after deftly writing Kakashi's order down. Sweet bean soup, the salmon makimono and also some green tea, please. With a bow of her head, the waitress took both menus away from the two before heading off to go relay the orders to the kitchen. I thought you said there wasn't anything else you were hiding. Your food palette is definitely one. With how much you go to Ichiraku, I didn't think you'd enjoy other fancier things. Anko teased. Another light shrug left Kakashi's shoulders. There's only so many times I can read the same book or go to the same place to eat before it all gets boring. Change isn't always bad. Besides, I could very easily say the same for yourself. I'd say that makes us even. His hands rested upon his lap as his mind tried to race. He knew where he was according to many books. This should be the point where he would ask of hobbies but ... if she had been raised in a similar enough way, she wouldn't likely have many others, if any at all. Still, it couldn't hurt to try, right? A part of him tried to reassure himself his own logic was correct. But each time he tried to ask, Kakashi felt the courage to actually speak up begin to fade. All the same, the failed attempts hadn't gone unnoticed as it was now Anko's turn to smirk and speak up. Cat got your tongue there? Not a cat, no. But just like you're not used to attention, I can admit the same with dates and socializing at them. Well ... I suppose the blunt route is the best way to go about this then. Is there anything you do for fun? Or have wanted to? If you count training, that's .. the main one really. I'm as much of a workaholic as yourself. Guilty. He confessed with a soft chuckle. However .... after the incident with Pein and my temporary death, it got me thinking a lot. Upon seeing Anko's head tilt lightly in curiosity, he resumed, figuring she wanted to know what of exactly. Well ... we don't live forever, no matter how strong any of us are. So .. eventually, I want to have a family of my own. ... Really now? Not but seconds after he nodded, the waitress returned with their green tea, setting the two cups down before leaving them to be once again. I suppose with how mine ... existed and didn't, the idea doesn't honestly sound too bad now that I think on it. Her parents and brother had all been alive though with the lack of attention any ever gave her, they may as well have been dead. Her head nodded slowly as she thought more and more upon the concept. To be able to start anew ... that wouldn't be so bad. Gods knows many of those in the village badly need such a thing. She mused gently. The next ten minutes was spent with the two exchanging past stories, future hopes and dreams and other various words. It all only ceased when the food was placed before them, each remaining mostly quiet to enjoy the dinner each had. When it was over, Kakashi paid for the bill as promised, stood up to his feet and offered Anko his hand once again. Sneaking a slight peek to her feet, he recalled she had heels on for once. Are those bothering you too much? .. Hm .. slightly, yes. But ... ahh! That had been all the Copy Cat Shinobi needed to hear and before Anko could begin to protest, she found herself swept into Kakashi's arms. Her cheeks instantly went red again, her head falling upon a shoulder to hide the blushing. Was there anywhere else you wanted to head to? Or just back to your place? Kakashi offered after getting them both out of the restaurant. Um ... back if you don't mind. I'm sure we both did the same thing with walking around and all the various errands. It's already been an eventful enough day as it is. A nod of understanding would be the first thing Anko would see. Yeah, I did. Completely understandable. Keeping the woman held in his arms, he gave her another smile. Even if it was only dinner, this was one of the best nights I've had in a while. Thank you for accepting the date. Despite Anko's cheeks getting more crimson, she forced herself to remake eye contact with the Copy Cat Shinobi again, taking her turn to nod in agreement. It .. has for me also. You were right. We both did need this. I look forward to next time. As do I. He murmured softly, setting her down upon her feet as he arrived back at Anko's apartment. Even though it'd never been mentioned directly in his books, it was a common rule to never kiss on the first date. Not on the lips at least. So he went to perhaps the next best thing. Gently taking a hand, he pressed a soft kiss upon it, letting go gently of it soon after. Sleep well, Anko. I'll see about thinking of something out for next time. Until then ... As quickly as Anko had been gazing at Kakashi, he seemed to abruptly vanish before she could properly thank him. Her head shook as she chuckled, walking inside her residence. Show off ... She murmured softly, slipping the heels eagerly off her feet and heading to her bed. It took but seconds for her head to hit the pillow and then poor Anko was in a deep asleep. Even in her weary state, a very content and genuine smile would have been seen on her lips were anyone to walk by her window. Clearly, the events of the night were on her mind and in her dreams that night rather than the usual negative memories another thing she would have to thank Kakashi for when she could.