[Kakashi Hatake] Imprinting [oo2: Smile]

“...and that’s how you do it,” your classmate told you snobbily. She crossed her arms and glanced over at your blank face. ”Hey! Are you even listening to me?! You asked me how to do the jutsu and now you’re just ignoring me? Jeez, you’re never going to graduate with that attitude!”

You were still zoned out. She glared over in the direction you were facing and caught sight of a familiar ninja. “Wow, are you serious? Hatake? You know he’s way out of your league, right? I bet he wouldn’t talk to you even if his life depended on it.”

Slowly, you climbed to your feet and walked towards the trees Kakashi disappeared into. You had just entered the academy now that you were five, but you were still getting tutoring on the side. When you saw the flash of silver hair along with black, blonde and brown, you knew that you had found him.

“Kakashi?” you called out.

He turned around, facing you while his teammates sparred. He looked irritated at you. “What is it? I’m not training you today.”

Just hearing his voice put you at ease. You shot him the biggest, brightest beam you could muster, and put your arm in the air to wave. Kakashi sighed and turned around, but you were satisfied. Your cheeks sore from the mouth-stretching grin, you turned and skipped back to the academy. Yes, your day was better already.