Kujiira leaned in the doorway of the classroom, wonder how her cousin Iruka did it. She wasn't one for kids herself, eying them wearily as they paired off into groups of two to practice their shadow clones. Her cousin would make a great catch for any of the woman in Konoha, and she always wondered why Iruka never put himself out there. He was much to shy for his own good. The only time he was himself was when he was surrounded by his students and family. Iruka finally spotted her standing there and sent her a warm hearted smile, of which she gladly returned.
“What brings you here Kujiira?” Iruka left the children to their own devices and approached his cousin.
“I just wanted to visit the best cousin in the whole wide world.” She embraced him in a hug.
“Come now, Kujiira. The only time you come to visit me in the classroom is when you need information. I know how you feel around children.” Iruka laughed, scratching the back of his head.
“Alright, you got me.” Kujiira blushed and put her hands up in defeat.
“So spill it.” Iruka folded his arms and leaned on the wall opposite her.
“What do you know about Hatake, Kakashi?” Her words were blunt and straightforward, something that was both a blessing and a curse.
“Oh? And why do you need to know about Kakashi?” Iruka quirked a brow, standing from his post on the wall.
“Umm, no reason. I guess I'm just...curious.” Kujiira tried to stay cool, but the slight falter in her words sent Iruka to believe otherwise.
“Does my little cousin have a crush on Hatake Kakashi?” Iruka pried, a teasing tinge to his voice.
“S-so what if I do?” Kujiira gave a defiant look to her cousin, trying desperately to urge the blush from her cheeks.
“I thought you were friends with him anyway. What could you possibly need to know about Kakashi that you couldn't find out for yourself?” Iruka rubbed his chin in thought.
“I-I-I,” Kujiira stopped and took a deep breath, finally spitting the words out in one fast sentence. “ Iwanttoknowwhatkindofwomenhelikes.” Her blush returned full force. “And you are his friend, and of the male species, so I thought he would confide that information with you rather than a woman.” The last part she said in a whisper.
“Well, I'm sorry to burst your bubble,” Iruka was grinning from ear to ear, trying to keep the giggles from his voice. “But Kakashi doesn't speak about his personal life to, well, anyone. That I know of anyway.” Iruka shrugged his shoulders.
“Oh. Well, thanks anyway.” Upon second thought, Kujiira grabbed her cousin by the shoulders and looked him straight in the eye. “If you tell anyone about this, I will find you. Just remember, I know where you live.” She pointed a finger at him before disappearing in a swirl of leaves.
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Three days later, and Iruka found himself with another visitor propped up on his door frame. He quietly exited the room, leaving the children to their test, and writing a warning on the blackboard that even though he wasn't in the room, he would still know if someone cheated. He chuckled to himself as some of the kids groaned when he shut the door.
“Kakashi.” Iruka greeted the jounin, tilting his head towards him in acknowledgment.
“Still keeping the kids on their toes, I see.” He nodded his head towards the door.
“Always!” Iruka smiled at the thought of his students.
“Well, you wanted to see me?”
Kakashi got right down to the matter at hand. Iruka had requested his presence a few days earlier, but he had been on an S rank mission. The teacher grinned and immediately jumped into the details of what had happened between he and Kujiira. Kakashi went from laughter, to shock, to trying to hide a wide grin behind his mask, and then back to laughter again.
“So you want me to ask Kujiira to be my date for the inaugural ball tonight?” Kakashi quirked a brow at his friend, amusement dancing in his eyes.
“Only if you want to.” Iruka suddenly felt nervous being alone with the revered man.
“We'll see.” Kakashi's answer set Iruka off guard and he could only stare at him as he poofed away.
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Kujiira paced her bedroom, frantically tossing clothes in every which direction. She hated dressing up, and hated the idea of having to find something nice to wear for Tsunade's damned ball for the new Chuunins and Jounins. She held up a rather hideous orange ensemble and scrunched her nose in disgust. Who the hell had given her this? Kujiira rolled her eyes and threw it over her head as she remembered one of Kakashi's students giving it to her on her birthday last year. He thought it was an awesome color, and had said it was the only thing he could afford. Being the nice person that she was, she gratefully accepted it.
“Knock, knock.” Kakashi sat perched in her window, watching her with amusement.
“Ah!” Kujiira twirled around, grabbing a kunai from her side and swiftly throwing it at the intruder.
Kakashi caught it with ease and stepped into the room, twirling it on his finger. “Damn Kakashi! Never sneak up on a shinobi, you know that!” She grabbed a pillow and playfully batted him over the head with it.
“A shinobi shouldn't be able to be snuck up on.” Kakashi made a wise statement while placing her kunaii on her dresser.
“Oh, can it!” Kujiira stuck her tongue out at him and continued her rummaging.
“Would you like to go to the ball with me?” Kakashi spoke as casually as ever, making it seem like he asked Kujiira out on dates every day and that it wasn't really a big deal. He took a seat on the edge of her bed.
“Wha!?” Kujiira shot up fast, knocking her head on the clothes rack above her. “Fuck!” She rubbed her head an turned around to face Kakashi. “You mean, like a d-d-d-date?” She mentally kicked herself for stuttering. When the hell did she ever stutter?
“Something like that.” Kakashi smiled, his eye curving up in joy.
“I would love to but,” Kujiira waved her arms around her room in defeat. “I don't have anything to wear!”
“I figured as much.” Kakashi then stood and walked back to the window, his arm disappearing around the side of it, and reappearing with a a large box in it's grasp. “Here.” He sat on the bed again, placing the box beside him.
“You got me a dress? But how did you know my size?” Kujiira looked incredulous. She sat on the other side of the box and lifted the lid. Not only was there a dress, but matching shoes as well. “How did you know my shoe size?” She was skeptical now, eyeing Kakashi wearily.
“Iruka told me.” Kakashi leaned back, propping himself up on his elbows.
Kujiira blushed the deepest shade of red known to man. That little shit. She had told him not to say anything. Well, she thought, Kakashi did ask me to go to the ball with him, so what he said couldn't have been that bad. But what if Kakashi had said no!? She would have had to murder her cousin, something she wouldn't have been too happy about.
“Are you alright?” Kakashi looked sideways at her. She was staring at the contents of the box like it was going to burst into flames.
“Oh! I'm fine. Sorry Kakashi.” Kujiira laughed and rubbed the back of her head. She continued to remove the tissue paper from the box, taking the dress and stretching it out in front of her. “It's beautiful!” Wait, did she just say that a dress was beautiful?
“It would look even more beautiful if it were on you.”
Kakashi had sat up again, shoving the box to the side so he could come closer to Kujiira. When she turned to look at him, their noses touched, and her face was once again stained red. Upon further inspection, she realized that he had removed his mask. She gasped as his lips turned up into the sexiest smile she had ever seen. His hand traveled across the comforter and came to a rest upon her own, their fingers interlocking.
Kujiira had blinked, and when she opened her eyes again, Kakashi's lips were resting upon her own. Her almost beat out of her chest when he pushed her down onto the bed and let his tongue tease her. She let out a little sigh of pleasure, Kakashi finding his opportunity to gain entrance to her mouth. Having her hands held down at either side of her, Kujiira couldn't do anything but try to control the whimpers of pleasure that were coming from within her. Kakashi nipped her bottom lip lightly before beginning a trail of love bites down the side of her neck, and coming to rest at her nape. This time she let out a loud moan, arching her hips into his. She was disappointed when he stood up and chuckled.
“I'll pick you up at seven.” With that, Kakashi disappeared through the window, leaving Kujiira wanting a whole lot more.
