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The waitress reappeared and quickly took both of their orders, Kakashi opting for Unagi [grilled eel] and Oriko, of course opting for her Inarizushi with Octopus Karaage, as well as another drink each. They sat in a quiet, contented silence for a few minutes, Oriko’s mind not really on anything, taking the occasional swig of beer, realizing that she felt very comfortable,
“I’ve been...thinking about what you were saying to that guy too...” Kakashi began, although his eye averted to where he was talking to his sake, Oriko didn’t say anything at first, at a complete loss as to where Kakashi was going with this conversation,
“About what you were saying to him...when someone should to take responsibility not only of their actions but also thoughts, words...and how they feel,” He spoke fairly quietly, a strange sort of nervousness to his tone; Oriko frowned in mild confusion, worriment stabbing at her; but before either could say anything more, the waitress reappeared.
They organized the food quickly, as to who ordered what; Oriko took an immediate bite of the Karaage, remembering how much she liked octopus.
“I do agree with you,”
“Hmm?” Oriko looked up, with the ends of her chopsticks still in her mouth her eyes widened, holding her puzzlement, Kakashi internally rolled his eyes, at how quickly she was distracted by the appearance of dinner,
“Taking responsibility is important; your words reminded me of how important it is and, uh, made it clear that I wasn’t taking responsibility...” Oriko, who was just about to take a sip of beer, paused, a slow smile finding its way to her face, but managing to resist breaking into laughter,
“W-well, I wasn’t planning on breaking any of your ribs...” He allowed a small laugh to escape, highly amused by her misunderstanding,
“No, that isn’t what I meant...” He tried to control his smile and finish his sentence but never got there,
“So you were busy!” Oriko and Kakashi both turned, in complete synchronisation to face a rather surprised looking Iruka and an irritated looking Anko,
“Iruka-baka! Did they look like they wanted to be disturbed?” She cut across, her knuckles immediately meeting the side of Iruka’s head, in a sharp, painful sounding punch,
“Ite, ite, ite!” Iruka winced in pain, as rubbed a hand over where Anko had struck him, Kakashi hid his irritation at being interrupted and instead allowed a very unimpressed look to appear on his face.
“Sorry about that...Iruka’s always been a little dim witted,”
“That’s harsh, Anko-sampai!” Iruka tried to recover, as Oriko took another drink of beer, wondering how to get rid of them both...and how she’d ever avoid Anko’s questions,
“What are you guys up to? Celebrating the end of mission?” Oriko and Kakashi found each other’s gaze for a moment, before both answering,
“Yea...” Anko grinned in a childish fashion;
“Good mission?” Iruka further queried, suddenly interested and forgetting that he was supposed to be leaving them alone, Oriko sighed internally and clamped her chopsticks around another one of her Karaage,
“Well, not really, our client ended up murdered...” Kakashi sighed, his eyes finding their way over to Oriko, who wasn’t paying attention to anyone,
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Hatake Kakashi: Fascination
FanfictionKakashi thinks he's in for a nice break, free from students, after Naruto's recent departure with Jiraiya, but he hadn't counted on a beautiful stranger turning up in Konoha whom Tsunade thinks would become a powerful asset were she to be trained as...
