Speak in a roudabout way

Last Chapter: A time of wrapping up, conceiving and reminiscing

Patiently you waited until Gin and Anko had lowered Kakashi's old couch to the ground of your new living room. Sweat stood on their foreheads and their mouths were now constantly in a snarl or scowl, but no one had said anything yet to your gentle remarks and orders. Just when both brave shinobi straightened again and reached their hands out for a high five, you put on a thoughtful face. "Mhmm..." Gin's happy expression froze and Anko's shoulders jerked upwards. "Maybe again a little bit to the side?"

"Oh, fuck off!" The purple-haired woman flipped you the bird. "It's the third time! Get your head and eyes checked!"

"Alright, alright!" Laughing, you raised your hands in defeat. "It was just a little joke, calm down. That's the only thing I have left!" To underline your point, you gently cupped your rounded stomach.

The motion didn't miss its purpose. Instantly Anko's hard features softened to a sappy, cooing mess while Gin was nearly swooning over the possibility of being an uncle to the "small, chubby kiddo". For the untempt time, actually. But you didn't mind at all, if it meant to get away with a little bit of teasing and messing around with your friends without fearing any consequences.

Future mothers really had a lot of free room to fool their surroundings.

Satisfied with the state of your living room, you allowed your eyes to wander around, taking in what was already done and needed to be done in the next hours. Kakashi hadn't lied when he said the old Hatake compound needed a little bit of renovating. Only a little bit. The style of the entire house was kept in the original Japanese theme. The ground was made out of tatami mats, the walls consisted of paper-thin, light doors and wooden barriers, beautiful ornaments drawn all over them. From time to time you could find the Hatake clan symbol interwoven into the patterns, which Kakashi's mother had drawn over a time span of months.

Unusual was for such a house to have a second level, where Kakashi's old room had been located and also the fateful place where his father had taken his own life. But after a quick and meaningful exchange between you and Kakashi you two quickly made up your minds.

Also, the garden in front and behind the house itself. Wild and overgrown with weeds, but even after all the years of no one caring about the fruitfully earth you could spot some beds meant for usable plants and herbs, even some leftovers of once green plants and flowers. A small way made of raw, grey stone lead farther onto the compound and in the distance, one could spot a little fountain between the trees. The wooden veranda was probably the only spot where a thorough renovation was necessary. One step on the groaning and moldy wood and the underground had given away. A hole of the size if Kakashi's foot reminded you of the probably most hilarious sight the man had ever shown you.

All in all, it was perfect. Spacious, peaceful, comfortable. Simply perfect. You loved the house from the very first moment you laid an eye upon it. And now the day of moving Kakashi's and your combined household to the new home came.

In the early morning, the sun even hadn't risen on the horizon, your little troop of happy helpers had knocked at your door. Gin was as chipper as always, grinning brightly when you opened the entrance. His grin only wavered when Kakashi stepped into his sight, chest naked and his legs only covered by thin pajama pants. Then there was Anko, holding onto a plastic cup filled with the strongest coffee you ever smelled and yawning widely, Asuma, his beard a little bit roughed up from a long night and Iruka, perfectly clothed and looking like he was already awake for a few hours.

Now it was midday and before you decided to jokingly interrupt Gin's and Anko's work, you made sandwiches in all varieties, a light snack and yet full of all necessary nutrition's. With a smile you presented them a plate overloaded with the carrying sandwiches and watched how Gin and Anko almost instantly started to drool all over your hands.