You're a few years younger than Minato's team, a bubbly, loud and ambitious kunoichi on her path to greatness! Your dream is to defeat Obito (in your mind, the greatest ninja in the world) and steal his hokage title, so you challenge him to spar all...
You three get to getting Ande's house ready for the little party. Tenzou insists it will be a huge boisterous party but you prefer it modest. You're still not sure if Tenzou moved in or this is just a day they got to spend together, but you don't ask, it doesn't matter, however they chose to be together is none of your business, the important thing is that they're together in such a natural way that you feel welcomed, and not like a third wheel. The celebration is scheduled for the day after tomorrow, so you spend the two days inside, keeping away from prying eyes, worried that Obito might have blown your cover and playing conversations in your mind, and scenarios where everyone looks at you dazzled at how beautiful you are and somehow they crown you queen. Your fantasies were always short on modesty.
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On the fated day, people arrive one by one. Ande or Tenzou welcomes them in, only for them to enter the room and see you and come dashing to you. No one is holding back, you get hugged and kissed and squeezed and everyone is touching your face, shoulders, arms in disbelief that you're back. Rin comes alone. You don't ask about it but die of curiosity to know if romance between her and Obito ever blossomed. She's happy to see you, it's as if that incident never happened, she regained full strength and is now a great medical ninja. Not as great as Ande,I bet you think but there's no competition between them, they're neither close friends, nor rivals, they respect each other and are comrades but nothing more. Kakashi arrives a couple of hours late, while you're all in the middle of a game. You've been expecting him all night and gave up on the idea of him coming, assumed his on a mission or chose to keep his distance. So you get up and stomp to the door annoyed that someone is interrupting, expecting a neighbor but as you open the door, your gaze softens, you mouth opens, your hands start shaking. Kakashi is still taller than you, his shoulders broad, his arms strong, his mask still concealing his face, his look piercing, his demeanor nonchalant in a way that makes you want to get his attention and approval, just like when you were kids. You two look at each other without a word, eyes locked, your breathing becoming heavier and heavier. He lifts his hand and puts a strand of hair from your face back behind your ear, lightly brushing your skin with the tip of his fingers in the process, making you shiver. It dawns on you that you're not a girl anymore, you stand before him as a woman and before your mind gets flooded with the worries of whether he finds you attractive, beautiful, cute and what-not, you break eye contact and invite him in.
"Welcome back" he says on a tone that betrays his smile.
You can't find your words, this is not the Kakashi you left behind. He joins Rin and Guy's group and you look after him dismayed what now? You spend the night talking to your friends, learning about what they've been up to, telling them as much as protocols allow, eyeing all the time an opportunity to catch Kakashi alone and talk to him. The opportunity arises later that night, when most people already left, and you are all a little tipsy and a little too tired.
"You've grown up" he says
"You've grown old" you tease
He frowns and shakes his head in disapproval "I take that back".
"Why isn't anyone else appreciating my sarcastic humour as much as I do?" you roll your eyes, he took the bait, there's still hope. He chuckles and hits your forehead with his index finger "how long are you staying?"
"Until you guys throw me out because you've grown tired of my jokes"
"So, tomorrow?" he's teasing you but his eye is still locked on yours, the tip of his finger burning on your chin, your insides rumbling. He was never one for words, he was always one for action.
"I've been thinking about you a lot" you hear yourself say and immediately regret, things are not the same between you two, what are you doing.
"At some point I've given up and thought you're not coming back anymore, which would have been sad for me, but I was happy for you" he says, letting go of your chin and gently moving his palm on your neck, thumb still on your face, sliding it to the back of your head ever so slowly. You want to make a snappy remark but none come to mind. You want to return the touch but you're frozen in place, afraid that if you move he'll take his hand back. Is he even aware of the touch?
"You've grown" he says but doesn't eye you up and down, he's still looking you dead in the eye, afraid that if he blinks you might vanish "your hair is longer now, your long hair is beautiful". The old you would have known to decipher that as "you're beautiful" but the present you is afraid to go there, afraid to hope and thinks in slow-motion. You open your mouth to say "you've grown too" but you don't get to, you feel his hot breath on your lips for a moment before he glues his lips to your, lightly pressing your face on his with the hand on the back of your head. You open your mouth to let the kiss grow and push your tongue forward but feel the sharp material of his mask. It doesn't stop you, you hope it never stops, you gently sigh into his mouth as the kiss goes from slow to fast to rough, making him sigh painfully with each passing moment, his other hand finding its way to your waist, pulling you close then holding you tight, your hand gripping his shirt and the other trying to find its way to his hair and pull on it but you don't get to. You two slowly break the kiss, panting, both red and embarrassed. "I should have done that sooner" he says in a pensive tone. You're not sure what he means, maybe he means that if he would have kissed you like that back then, you wouldn't have left. You don't entertain that thought
"Better never than late.. no, wait uh better late than –" "I need to go" he interrupts you, "I'll see you around I guess?". You were hoping to spend more time with him, all night, all life. "If you're vigilant enough you might spot me here and there" you say. He nods and leaves for the night. You would have hoped the kiss would come after the first I love you, after the first accidental yet electrifying hand touch, after the first Can I kiss you, but there's enough time for that, the order is not that important as long as they happen.
It's too late to do any cleaning, as you're heading for bed on Ande and Tenzou's couch, who have been already sleeping for a few hours, you hear a light knock on the door. As you open the door, your look goes from tired yet blissful to almost terror, as Obito is standing in front of the door. You look at him and he looks at you, both unsure what to say. You break the silence "not tonight", close the door and go to sleep.
