Vilestone

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Lunch ended quickly leaving most of the once occupied tables deserted

I already knew what class I had next and it was one of my favorites. I had more of a pep in my step when I realized who's class I had today. We hardly hardly had any work. 

Jiriyah never really did teach, he was more interested in whatever Tsunade had going on to really assign us any thing

I sat down keeping my legs tightly shut, eager to start the lesson

Jiriyah- "This week the annual flower festival is going to be held inside our very own school. To help out the town, your project will be to bring something made out of flowers to the gym, in honor of the festival"

"This project is worth 50% of your grade and I expect it to be completed by next week Wednesday."

My groan was along with the many others who realized we couldn't just skip out on the said project.

Jiriyah then left the classroom, to where, I assume was on his way to Tsuade's office

While the class broke into waves of chatter at Jiriyah's absence, I sat alone kicking my feet under the wooden desk I shared with Rin beside me. Rin held a article seemingly engrossed in it. 

I tried fiddling with the chipped wood on the other end of table but couldn't ignore the cold air on my left side seemingly replacing the spot Kakashi always sat in, and it felt well, unbalanced

Two rows behind, Kakashi is also engrossed in a book. His eyebrows furrowed together in focus. Under his mask, you could see the outline of his thin lips pursed together tightly.

Guy rushes towards me rapidly and sits down in Kakashi's spot. I frowned.

"Hey Obito, wanna partner up with me?

"No I already have a group" I replied half heartedly. I wasn't in the mood to talk, especially with how he sat pleasurably in Kakashi's seat

My face scrunched up uglily, at the sight of almost every single girl in the room trying to persuade Kakashi to join their group 

"I know a good exercise that can help that"

"I already have a group, guy" This time it was rougher and ruder than before

This guy just couldn't take a hint. Seeing him in Kakashi's spot brought out anger, that I never knew existed

"Well who's in it?"

"Rin, Iruka, me and...

"That's only three people I could still join!"

I watched hopefully at the interaction between Kakashi and Kureani. I knew Kureani would be the perfect match for Kakashi under any circumstance. She had nice pretty long legs and long wavy hair that complemented her facial shape

Her crimson eyes held so much emotion. The girl never skipped a beat when she talked and was skillful and educated. Her jawline was sharp and defined, leaving a slight shadow hovering over her long pale neck

I wouldn't blame him if he had said yes. The girl was a dream boat just about everyone in class wanted to catch a ride on.

Kakashi muttered something inaudible. Kureani sulkily walked back to her seat. Her enthusiasm and confidence faltered slightly. I felt overjoyed, that meant he still wanted to work alongside me, and not her

"And Kakashi" I said proudly, hands on my hips, my feet thrashing around excitedly under the table

Kakashi had always been apart of my life and I couldn't imagine it without him. I felt so happy I could practically kiss him in that moment. It was no shocker Kakashi was attractive and was good at what he did, but these words were nothing but praise for my bestfriend (sure)

Jiriyah came back inside the classroom with a bruise decorating his left eye, no doubt from Tsunade.

"Just now I've been informed you cannot get the flowers from anywhere. Our school yard, local park, and Vilestone will be the only locations allowed"

The middle aged man leaned against the front desk for support. He'd definitely learned the hard way

The class broke into uproar at Vilestone.

"What is Vilestone" I dumbly asked Rin, Rin stayed unresponsive, her bottom glued to her seat and her face paler than paper.

"You haven't heard? Vilestone is rumored to be haunted after a villager went in and never came back" Guy chirped

Jiriyah tried reassuring most of the people in the back that the place was perfectly fine, and even had beautiful flowers. But you could obviously tell some people would rather die then go

-Kakashi's Pov- 

Vilestone was something I've heard from mouths of the troublesome kids in our neighborhood, looking for a victim to scare. It was nothing but a cheap trick pulled together by some scrawny teenagers

Tsunade busted through the classroom door almost blowing it off is hinges, looking madder than ever at a single overaged perverted man in the room

Except Jiriyah wasn't focused on her expression but rather something else that jiggled as she walked

"The paperwork I've given you last month, isn't even completed, what do I even pay you for?" She screeched

It wasn't long before she single handedly grabbed Jiriyah by his arm and dragged him to do his supposed work

Jiriyah leaving the class at random times of the day, wasn't something abnormal, for the people have been his students since last year

End

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