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How you manage to agree to things without even knowing what it is will remain a mystery.
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Maa, DEITO desu ne?
So, it's a date, right?
You had thought you would be doing a LOT more stuff for a few days. The few days Kakashi would be out on his mission, at least. Though, strange thing was, he hadn't gone out with Sakura or Naruto. There was a pang of anxiety in your chest a few times, though you shrugged it off with a little job hunting. Which you had done a LOT in the past few days. From shop to shop, you kept on asking for a job, ANY job. And you were always refused, people saying they either didn't need any help, or if they DID, they already had other people to fill up the spots.
You were just wandering around, on the last day Kakashi would be away. The sun was already starting to set, and you still hadn't found a job yet. It's like the world was plotting against you or something! Either that, or they didn't want you around since you were from an other country you weren't allowed to talk about. Or there really WERE too many people for the jobs available. Crap. Just your luck, too!
After having gotten used to the idea you'd have to try and find away to prostitute yourself, you walked in front of a shop. A WEAPON shop. Lots of that sharp and shiny stuff you love so damn much. And, when you saw the HELP WANTED sign up in the window, you freaked. Angels had descended for you in the form of a weapon shop in need of employees!
"Ano... Sumimasen deshita!" You called at the counter, lightly leaning in when a man popped up from UNDER the counter. And almost ramming into your chin. "Eto, I saw the sign in the window, I thought I might come see for a job?"
The man, who seemed about as tall and old as Kakashi, inspected you for a while before smirking and leaning over the counter. Oh damn. You were starting to wonder what you got yourself in.
"Whatcha know about weaponry?" He finally asked, quirking a brow when you heaved the GREATEST sighed you'd ever sighed since you first got there. Of COURSE he'd ask you what you know about sharp stuff! Not like they'd trust ANYONE with all of this. But the thing was, and you knew it before even stepping in, you knew NOTHING about ANYTHING.
"Nothing at all..." you groaned, letting your head fall on the counter.
"No problem! I'll just make you clean the stuff anyways." The man laughed, reaching under the counter again and handing you a set of clothes. How the HELL could he have guessed your size..? Oh right. Inspecting gaze. Perv. "Drop by tomorrow afternoon to make things official, alright?"
Wow. You seriously never thought that getting a job around here would be THIS easy! What about the applications, the long interviews, and all that useless shit you had to go through back home..?! Like hell you would care, anyway. Heck, you got a job and you'd be able to pay yourself your own place in no time!
Your own place, huh..? As you snuggled close to the fresh set of work clothes in your arms, on the couch, you sighed as you looked around the living room. You were comfy here, you didn't want to leave..! And you hated being alone. Like, lonesome-phobic. You sighed again; like Kakashi would ever want you to stay around to begin with. He was the LONER type, he never really had anyone around him. If only Naruto and Sakura, but those two were like... His kids or something like that. And you? You were just the random girl from kingdom come who'd fallen from the sky and forced on him for god knows how much time.
You were going to get up to go to bed when someone knocked on the door. It was about midnight, so you jumped more than a little when someone nearly tore the door down. A few seconds later, you heard something slump again the door in a thump, and your heart raced at the many things it might've been. Readying the kunai you had been playing with for the past hour or so, you wearily reached the door, and screamed when you opened it, finding SOMEONE had fallen on your feet.
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"Why're... You... So... Fucking.. HEAVY?!" You growled in the hallway as you dragged Kakashi's unconscious and VERY heavy body to his room. Like fucking hell you would let him sleep on the couch after this! No way. Whatever had gone wrong during that mission of his... Well, he would have to rest up in a REAL bed for the night.
When you finally managed to get the jounin into bed, you fell to the side of it, panting and mentally berating yourself. If you'd opened the door sooner, maybe he wouldn't have fainted! Speaking of which... Kakashi doesn't usually faint. Whatever it was, it had to have been rough. I mean, you KNEW Kakashi never just fainted for nothing, right? Weird thing was that there didn't seem to be a single trace of blood anywhere...
Which then reminded you that maybe you hadn't looked properly. After all, the lighting was dimmed, so maybe he really DID have some wounds seeping blood without your even knowing it! You shuddered at the possibility, seeing as you hated deep blood-spewing wounds, but swallowed that fear and stumbled up to your feet to switch on the light.
"...Oh my fucking god." And then you closed the light. You preferred not see all that well, in the end. Oh, sure, there weren't any kunai or needle sticking out, but there was blood and scratched all over his body. Not to mention he had uncovered his Sharingan. Whatever he had been after must've been quite the thing...
Taking your courage in two hands, you stumbled back to the bed, you started to unzip Kakashi's vest. If there was one thing you were grateful for, it was having a mom who had gotten training in the medical field. You'd have to thank her some day. If you... ever got home, that is.
"This is NO time to be homesick, Yuuko!" You growled at yourself, shrugging and taking Kakashi's hitai-ate off. You'd use it to keep your hair out of your face. And you smirked, too; somehow, you just couldn't help but think you looked damn sexy like this.
"Yoshi! Hitsotsu: ARMS."
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You had always loved waking up beside someone in the morning, even though the birds were making an infernal racket. You'd slept over at your boyfriends' a few times, and you always loved that feeling of being held close to someone in the morning. You smiled lightly. This was nice, being with your boyfrie-
You eyes shot open.
You broke up with him two weeks ago because he was a total ass. And you were in Konoha. Your mind tried feebly to grasp the situation when your watch beeped those three ubber loud and obnoxious beeps, and a groaned gave from above your head. What the HELL was happening?!
"...Yuuko...?" a low voice asked on top of your head, as you blinked a few dozen times before everything sunk in VERY deep. As deep as the shade of red your face was turning right now. "Why are we-"
"What the HELL got into you when you nearly tore the door off?!" You yelled, sitting up straight in a flash, wincing as your back blocked for a few seconds. "First you almost make me have a heart attack, THEN you faint, then you fall on my FEET, then I have to drag you to your fucking room, then I have to wrap you up with anything I could find, and DO YOU EVEN KNOW HOW WORRIED I WAS?!"
"You were worried?" Kakashi asked incredulously, sitting up as well, rubbing his temples. He froze for a minute, realising he was staring at his hitai, which was on your head. He wouldn't even ask why you were wearing it.
"Oh, SORRY if I was worried when a man stumbles in a doorway half dead!" you yelled again, jumping out of bed, letting out a sharp 'meep!' when the hitai fell over your eyes, and down to your neck. Yeah, you liked it better that way. It felt less heavy...
"I still don't get why you're so worried, you don't even know me..." Kakashi shrugged, crossing his arms over his (bare)chest. HOW you had managed NOT to drool yet was a miracle and a mystery to you.
"Look, you want to know why I know all I know? I'm from an other world where this place in a SHOW based on a MANGA series focused on Naruto's life. They talk about him, Naruto, Sasuke, Orochimaru, You, Tsunade, and everyone you might see around here. THAT'S why I know everything, happy? Now you know I've been lying to you for the past week." You growled, stomping out of the apartment, and heading outside. You were slightly self-concsious about all that blood all over you, but... A little fresh air might clear your thoughts for a bit.
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"Oh, it's you!" the man behind the counter called in a happy voice, jumping over said counter to come see you at the door. "You're pretty early. Felt like coming sooner?"
"Something like that." you laughed lightly, looking around. "I just figured I'd get this over with soon, right?" you smiled, suddenly snapping my eyes open. "Oh! Right, I'm so rude!!" You whined, bowing low. "Hishimoto Yuuko desu. Doozo yoroshiku ne!" You introduced yourself in a formal way, and grinned sheepishly as the man in front of you chuckled.
"Kochira koso. Name's Souchiro Hirishima." He smiled, extending his hand, which you shook vigorously. "A woman with a grip! I like that, gives a good impression." He laughed heartily, making you smile. You were already liking this place!
After giving you a brief tour of the shop and the back-store, Shima-kun(he told you to call him that, being that he was growing annoyed of the thousand -SANs you put after his name) had showed you how to clean and place every weapon, from katanas to windmill shuriken. The shop, although containing weapons that are made to bring death, was a pretty bright and cheery place. Something you didn't quite expect, but hey, not like you were going to complain.
"I live just upstairs, so if there's ever a problem, you can just come knocking on my door, okay?" He laughed again, taking his place back behind the counter. "When do you think you can start?"
"Tomorrow, if you want to." You answered with a smile, and that had been that. Not only did you get a job in one of the most amazing shops you'd ever seen, but your boss was as sweet and fun as could be! "Oh, right! You wouldn't happen to know a kunoichi named Fye Kurokawa, would you?" You asked, your hand leaning against the door.
"Kurokawa? Demonspeed? Of course! She lives near the Hokage's building, though she spends her time around the market. If you're looking for her, that might be where you'll find her." Shima said with that same smile, and then an other person popped to mind. "Do you happen to know Hitaru Higakura as well?" you asked hesitantly, and with a reason. You sighed, though, when you saw Shima's smile widen.
"Hitaru! Oh, she's a fine woman, indeed..! You'll probably find her at the academy. If not, ask one of the teachers where she is. They'd probably know." She replied, and after thanking him briefly, you headed off to find the woman you had created yourself.
Why did you want to find Hitaru? Because she was the one who would be able to teach you a few things in swordsmanship. After all, you had made her to be the perfect example of a swordswoman. The perfect kendo teacher! After all, kendo was an at you always wanted to pick up... But there aren't many kendo dojos around Montreal. Otherwise known as home.
It took you about an hour to get to the academy, after getting lost a few times on the way, and stopping by shops here and there, just to converse and look at the different things. Though, one you got to the academy, your blood froze. What if she would refuse? That was a possibility you couldn't forget. But, oh well. If not Hitaru, Iruka might teach you the basics...
"Excuse me miss, can I help you?" a woman asked to your right, and there she stood, in all her 5"7' glory. Hitaru Higakura, the very woman you had created all those years ago. Wow. She was WAY prettier in real life than in your skimpy drawings..!
"Er, yes... Higakura-san, right?" You asked formally, trying your best not to stutter. "Yes, well... I was wondering if you could form me in the art of kendo, onegai shimasu!" you asked, bowing low, ordering yourself to to stand up until she spoke.
"...Funny how you remind me of myself when I was younger." You heard her laugh, as you raised her head. "You're not from around here, are you?" she asked with a raised brow, and you shook your head. Then again, how could she not notice? After all, you had written her story. And she had been sent to your world before coming back...
So THAT'S why Tsunade had said it wasn't the first one! Maybe Kaili was around here somewhere, too..!
"In any case, I'd be glad to teach you, uh..."
"Yuuko!" you said a little to loudly, berating yourself mentally yet again. "Eto, Hishimoto Yuuko desu. Arigatou gozaimashite." You thanked and bowed again, smiling widely.
"Yuuko, eh? Well, I'm going off on a mission with my team tomorrow, and won't be back before next Monday... Meet me here Tuesday, sounds good?"
"Y-yes! I'll be here Tuesday afternoon!" You affirmed, bowing again, and then you both bid your farewells. Wow, this world was working out for you a lot easier than you expected... well, Hitaru was only something you had guessed would go right. After all, after coming back here, home, her heart had softened up a bit. And now that she was training a team of genin...
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"T-tadaima..." You called weakly when you got back at the apartment, after having got lost your way home only once. Though, by the time you got 'home', it was something like noon, so the smell of food wafted through the place.
"You know, Tsunade-sama's pretty upset with you." Kakashi said calmly, sitting by the dining room table, sipping a cup of tea god-knows how, since he never lowered his mask. "Suddenly telling me the truth and then running off like that? She was really happy..." The elder jounin, letting his cup back on the talbe again.
"Gomen nasai..." you appologised weakly, taking off your sandals. "But I had to stop by the shop I got a job at, and needed to go see someone at the academy." You sighed, looking around at pouring yourself a cup of tea as well. Maybe that'd calm you a bit.
"You found a job? So soon?" Kakashi asked, quirking a brow, and again, you could tell he was smirking. "Where?"
"Mainichi weapon shop." You said shortly, staking a sip of your cup of tea, wincing a bit and adding a spoon of sugar to it. Much better. "The owner's pretty nice. He almost offered the job the minute I walked in." You chuckled lightly, not looking up at the silver-haired man at the opposite end of the round table.
"...And what about this person you wanted to see at the academy?" Kakashi asked curiously, and when you dared look at him, you found he had stopped reading Icha Icha, and was fully focused on you. You felt heat creeping into your cheeks, but you shook it away and shrugged.
"I went there to ask Hitaru-san if she'd be willing to train me in kendo." You muttered, hearing Kakashi momentarily choke on his mouthful of tea. "Well what?"
"SHE'S in the show too?" Kakashi asked, narrowing his eyes at you. "She hasn't had anything to do with the Akatsuki or Orochimaru..."
"I know. I made her." You stated bluntly, blinking a few times. "You pried her away from her parents' dead bodies when she was ten, kicked a candle and set the house of fire. ANBU who cleaned up said the assassins did it. She was sent to my world when she was twelve, along with Kaili, and came back seven years later." I explained, to prove I knew what I was talking about, all the while taking an other sip of my cup of tea.
"So then you know about Ame and..."
"Fye Kurokawa, also known as DeamonSpeed, her kekkei genkai, Blood's Trace, she was Hitaru's student for a while, moved here alone because of her abusive father, and if I'm right, it's only been a few years since she went back to get Ame and Kuchiko."
"...why did you make them suffer so much?" Kakashi asked in a hushed tone, looking down at his cup(more like glaring at it. Poor thing. It never DID anything to him!).
"Do you think they would be as strong as they are today if they hadn't passed through the events that they did, at the point in thime when they did?" I asked with a smirk, downing the rest of my tea. "...You need to start buying sake. Tea isn't enough." I shrugged.
"...SAKE?" he chuckled, turning back to his book.
"Well what? I like getting drunk. Got a problem with that mister 'I-hate-hospitals-so-much-I-rather-come-home-half-dead-and-freak-out-my-fake-wife'? Huh?" I snapped, leaning over the table.
"Not at all. I was planning on asking you if you'd want to go out at a bar with me tonight." He said nonchalantly, his eyes still devouring the lines of the book.
"...Of course I would!" I said, taking an offended tone, crossing my arms and looking away. "Wait, WHAT?!"
So, it's a date, right?
You had thought you would be doing a LOT more stuff for a few days. The few days Kakashi would be out on his mission, at least. Though, strange thing was, he hadn't gone out with Sakura or Naruto. There was a pang of anxiety in your chest a few times, though you shrugged it off with a little job hunting. Which you had done a LOT in the past few days. From shop to shop, you kept on asking for a job, ANY job. And you were always refused, people saying they either didn't need any help, or if they DID, they already had other people to fill up the spots.
You were just wandering around, on the last day Kakashi would be away. The sun was already starting to set, and you still hadn't found a job yet. It's like the world was plotting against you or something! Either that, or they didn't want you around since you were from an other country you weren't allowed to talk about. Or there really WERE too many people for the jobs available. Crap. Just your luck, too!
After having gotten used to the idea you'd have to try and find away to prostitute yourself, you walked in front of a shop. A WEAPON shop. Lots of that sharp and shiny stuff you love so damn much. And, when you saw the HELP WANTED sign up in the window, you freaked. Angels had descended for you in the form of a weapon shop in need of employees!
"Ano... Sumimasen deshita!" You called at the counter, lightly leaning in when a man popped up from UNDER the counter. And almost ramming into your chin. "Eto, I saw the sign in the window, I thought I might come see for a job?"
The man, who seemed about as tall and old as Kakashi, inspected you for a while before smirking and leaning over the counter. Oh damn. You were starting to wonder what you got yourself in.
"Whatcha know about weaponry?" He finally asked, quirking a brow when you heaved the GREATEST sighed you'd ever sighed since you first got there. Of COURSE he'd ask you what you know about sharp stuff! Not like they'd trust ANYONE with all of this. But the thing was, and you knew it before even stepping in, you knew NOTHING about ANYTHING.
"Nothing at all..." you groaned, letting your head fall on the counter.
"No problem! I'll just make you clean the stuff anyways." The man laughed, reaching under the counter again and handing you a set of clothes. How the HELL could he have guessed your size..? Oh right. Inspecting gaze. Perv. "Drop by tomorrow afternoon to make things official, alright?"
Wow. You seriously never thought that getting a job around here would be THIS easy! What about the applications, the long interviews, and all that useless shit you had to go through back home..?! Like hell you would care, anyway. Heck, you got a job and you'd be able to pay yourself your own place in no time!
Your own place, huh..? As you snuggled close to the fresh set of work clothes in your arms, on the couch, you sighed as you looked around the living room. You were comfy here, you didn't want to leave..! And you hated being alone. Like, lonesome-phobic. You sighed again; like Kakashi would ever want you to stay around to begin with. He was the LONER type, he never really had anyone around him. If only Naruto and Sakura, but those two were like... His kids or something like that. And you? You were just the random girl from kingdom come who'd fallen from the sky and forced on him for god knows how much time.
You were going to get up to go to bed when someone knocked on the door. It was about midnight, so you jumped more than a little when someone nearly tore the door down. A few seconds later, you heard something slump again the door in a thump, and your heart raced at the many things it might've been. Readying the kunai you had been playing with for the past hour or so, you wearily reached the door, and screamed when you opened it, finding SOMEONE had fallen on your feet.
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"Why're... You... So... Fucking.. HEAVY?!" You growled in the hallway as you dragged Kakashi's unconscious and VERY heavy body to his room. Like fucking hell you would let him sleep on the couch after this! No way. Whatever had gone wrong during that mission of his... Well, he would have to rest up in a REAL bed for the night.
When you finally managed to get the jounin into bed, you fell to the side of it, panting and mentally berating yourself. If you'd opened the door sooner, maybe he wouldn't have fainted! Speaking of which... Kakashi doesn't usually faint. Whatever it was, it had to have been rough. I mean, you KNEW Kakashi never just fainted for nothing, right? Weird thing was that there didn't seem to be a single trace of blood anywhere...
Which then reminded you that maybe you hadn't looked properly. After all, the lighting was dimmed, so maybe he really DID have some wounds seeping blood without your even knowing it! You shuddered at the possibility, seeing as you hated deep blood-spewing wounds, but swallowed that fear and stumbled up to your feet to switch on the light.
"...Oh my fucking god." And then you closed the light. You preferred not see all that well, in the end. Oh, sure, there weren't any kunai or needle sticking out, but there was blood and scratched all over his body. Not to mention he had uncovered his Sharingan. Whatever he had been after must've been quite the thing...
Taking your courage in two hands, you stumbled back to the bed, you started to unzip Kakashi's vest. If there was one thing you were grateful for, it was having a mom who had gotten training in the medical field. You'd have to thank her some day. If you... ever got home, that is.
"This is NO time to be homesick, Yuuko!" You growled at yourself, shrugging and taking Kakashi's hitai-ate off. You'd use it to keep your hair out of your face. And you smirked, too; somehow, you just couldn't help but think you looked damn sexy like this.
"Yoshi! Hitsotsu: ARMS."
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You had always loved waking up beside someone in the morning, even though the birds were making an infernal racket. You'd slept over at your boyfriends' a few times, and you always loved that feeling of being held close to someone in the morning. You smiled lightly. This was nice, being with your boyfrie-
You eyes shot open.
You broke up with him two weeks ago because he was a total ass. And you were in Konoha. Your mind tried feebly to grasp the situation when your watch beeped those three ubber loud and obnoxious beeps, and a groaned gave from above your head. What the HELL was happening?!
"...Yuuko...?" a low voice asked on top of your head, as you blinked a few dozen times before everything sunk in VERY deep. As deep as the shade of red your face was turning right now. "Why are we-"
"What the HELL got into you when you nearly tore the door off?!" You yelled, sitting up straight in a flash, wincing as your back blocked for a few seconds. "First you almost make me have a heart attack, THEN you faint, then you fall on my FEET, then I have to drag you to your fucking room, then I have to wrap you up with anything I could find, and DO YOU EVEN KNOW HOW WORRIED I WAS?!"
"You were worried?" Kakashi asked incredulously, sitting up as well, rubbing his temples. He froze for a minute, realising he was staring at his hitai, which was on your head. He wouldn't even ask why you were wearing it.
"Oh, SORRY if I was worried when a man stumbles in a doorway half dead!" you yelled again, jumping out of bed, letting out a sharp 'meep!' when the hitai fell over your eyes, and down to your neck. Yeah, you liked it better that way. It felt less heavy...
"I still don't get why you're so worried, you don't even know me..." Kakashi shrugged, crossing his arms over his (bare)chest. HOW you had managed NOT to drool yet was a miracle and a mystery to you.
"Look, you want to know why I know all I know? I'm from an other world where this place in a SHOW based on a MANGA series focused on Naruto's life. They talk about him, Naruto, Sasuke, Orochimaru, You, Tsunade, and everyone you might see around here. THAT'S why I know everything, happy? Now you know I've been lying to you for the past week." You growled, stomping out of the apartment, and heading outside. You were slightly self-concsious about all that blood all over you, but... A little fresh air might clear your thoughts for a bit.
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"Oh, it's you!" the man behind the counter called in a happy voice, jumping over said counter to come see you at the door. "You're pretty early. Felt like coming sooner?"
"Something like that." you laughed lightly, looking around. "I just figured I'd get this over with soon, right?" you smiled, suddenly snapping my eyes open. "Oh! Right, I'm so rude!!" You whined, bowing low. "Hishimoto Yuuko desu. Doozo yoroshiku ne!" You introduced yourself in a formal way, and grinned sheepishly as the man in front of you chuckled.
"Kochira koso. Name's Souchiro Hirishima." He smiled, extending his hand, which you shook vigorously. "A woman with a grip! I like that, gives a good impression." He laughed heartily, making you smile. You were already liking this place!
After giving you a brief tour of the shop and the back-store, Shima-kun(he told you to call him that, being that he was growing annoyed of the thousand -SANs you put after his name) had showed you how to clean and place every weapon, from katanas to windmill shuriken. The shop, although containing weapons that are made to bring death, was a pretty bright and cheery place. Something you didn't quite expect, but hey, not like you were going to complain.
"I live just upstairs, so if there's ever a problem, you can just come knocking on my door, okay?" He laughed again, taking his place back behind the counter. "When do you think you can start?"
"Tomorrow, if you want to." You answered with a smile, and that had been that. Not only did you get a job in one of the most amazing shops you'd ever seen, but your boss was as sweet and fun as could be! "Oh, right! You wouldn't happen to know a kunoichi named Fye Kurokawa, would you?" You asked, your hand leaning against the door.
"Kurokawa? Demonspeed? Of course! She lives near the Hokage's building, though she spends her time around the market. If you're looking for her, that might be where you'll find her." Shima said with that same smile, and then an other person popped to mind. "Do you happen to know Hitaru Higakura as well?" you asked hesitantly, and with a reason. You sighed, though, when you saw Shima's smile widen.
"Hitaru! Oh, she's a fine woman, indeed..! You'll probably find her at the academy. If not, ask one of the teachers where she is. They'd probably know." She replied, and after thanking him briefly, you headed off to find the woman you had created yourself.
Why did you want to find Hitaru? Because she was the one who would be able to teach you a few things in swordsmanship. After all, you had made her to be the perfect example of a swordswoman. The perfect kendo teacher! After all, kendo was an at you always wanted to pick up... But there aren't many kendo dojos around Montreal. Otherwise known as home.
It took you about an hour to get to the academy, after getting lost a few times on the way, and stopping by shops here and there, just to converse and look at the different things. Though, one you got to the academy, your blood froze. What if she would refuse? That was a possibility you couldn't forget. But, oh well. If not Hitaru, Iruka might teach you the basics...
"Excuse me miss, can I help you?" a woman asked to your right, and there she stood, in all her 5"7' glory. Hitaru Higakura, the very woman you had created all those years ago. Wow. She was WAY prettier in real life than in your skimpy drawings..!
"Er, yes... Higakura-san, right?" You asked formally, trying your best not to stutter. "Yes, well... I was wondering if you could form me in the art of kendo, onegai shimasu!" you asked, bowing low, ordering yourself to to stand up until she spoke.
"...Funny how you remind me of myself when I was younger." You heard her laugh, as you raised her head. "You're not from around here, are you?" she asked with a raised brow, and you shook your head. Then again, how could she not notice? After all, you had written her story. And she had been sent to your world before coming back...
So THAT'S why Tsunade had said it wasn't the first one! Maybe Kaili was around here somewhere, too..!
"In any case, I'd be glad to teach you, uh..."
"Yuuko!" you said a little to loudly, berating yourself mentally yet again. "Eto, Hishimoto Yuuko desu. Arigatou gozaimashite." You thanked and bowed again, smiling widely.
"Yuuko, eh? Well, I'm going off on a mission with my team tomorrow, and won't be back before next Monday... Meet me here Tuesday, sounds good?"
"Y-yes! I'll be here Tuesday afternoon!" You affirmed, bowing again, and then you both bid your farewells. Wow, this world was working out for you a lot easier than you expected... well, Hitaru was only something you had guessed would go right. After all, after coming back here, home, her heart had softened up a bit. And now that she was training a team of genin...
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"T-tadaima..." You called weakly when you got back at the apartment, after having got lost your way home only once. Though, by the time you got 'home', it was something like noon, so the smell of food wafted through the place.
"You know, Tsunade-sama's pretty upset with you." Kakashi said calmly, sitting by the dining room table, sipping a cup of tea god-knows how, since he never lowered his mask. "Suddenly telling me the truth and then running off like that? She was really happy..." The elder jounin, letting his cup back on the talbe again.
"Gomen nasai..." you appologised weakly, taking off your sandals. "But I had to stop by the shop I got a job at, and needed to go see someone at the academy." You sighed, looking around at pouring yourself a cup of tea as well. Maybe that'd calm you a bit.
"You found a job? So soon?" Kakashi asked, quirking a brow, and again, you could tell he was smirking. "Where?"
"Mainichi weapon shop." You said shortly, staking a sip of your cup of tea, wincing a bit and adding a spoon of sugar to it. Much better. "The owner's pretty nice. He almost offered the job the minute I walked in." You chuckled lightly, not looking up at the silver-haired man at the opposite end of the round table.
"...And what about this person you wanted to see at the academy?" Kakashi asked curiously, and when you dared look at him, you found he had stopped reading Icha Icha, and was fully focused on you. You felt heat creeping into your cheeks, but you shook it away and shrugged.
"I went there to ask Hitaru-san if she'd be willing to train me in kendo." You muttered, hearing Kakashi momentarily choke on his mouthful of tea. "Well what?"
"SHE'S in the show too?" Kakashi asked, narrowing his eyes at you. "She hasn't had anything to do with the Akatsuki or Orochimaru..."
"I know. I made her." You stated bluntly, blinking a few times. "You pried her away from her parents' dead bodies when she was ten, kicked a candle and set the house of fire. ANBU who cleaned up said the assassins did it. She was sent to my world when she was twelve, along with Kaili, and came back seven years later." I explained, to prove I knew what I was talking about, all the while taking an other sip of my cup of tea.
"So then you know about Ame and..."
"Fye Kurokawa, also known as DeamonSpeed, her kekkei genkai, Blood's Trace, she was Hitaru's student for a while, moved here alone because of her abusive father, and if I'm right, it's only been a few years since she went back to get Ame and Kuchiko."
"...why did you make them suffer so much?" Kakashi asked in a hushed tone, looking down at his cup(more like glaring at it. Poor thing. It never DID anything to him!).
"Do you think they would be as strong as they are today if they hadn't passed through the events that they did, at the point in thime when they did?" I asked with a smirk, downing the rest of my tea. "...You need to start buying sake. Tea isn't enough." I shrugged.
"...SAKE?" he chuckled, turning back to his book.
"Well what? I like getting drunk. Got a problem with that mister 'I-hate-hospitals-so-much-I-rather-come-home-half-dead-and-freak-out-my-fake-wife'? Huh?" I snapped, leaning over the table.
"Not at all. I was planning on asking you if you'd want to go out at a bar with me tonight." He said nonchalantly, his eyes still devouring the lines of the book.
"...Of course I would!" I said, taking an offended tone, crossing my arms and looking away. "Wait, WHAT?!"
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