Ishaka butts his legs. "Let's get out of here before they see us, and say we couldn't find them," she mutters. And it's so very tempting to do just that, but - Kakashi has a duty to at least pretend to test these children and see if they could be genin. And Ishaka knows he'll never abandon his duty. She's got the scars to prove it.
Instead of turning and running, he slams the door shut, and is relieved to see that they at least don't behave like this when they know someone else is around. They jump apart, and the girl is blushing, and the Uchiha is pretending that he isn't blushing, and Naruto is - sulking. Well. Good enough. Kakashi takes refuge in his usual mask, and chirrups, "Better leave the foreplay at home, kiddies!"
"What's foreplay?" Naruto asks, and Kakashi can feel his mind splintering at the oh-so-innocent question. From the shock and outrage on the other children's faces, they apparently know - but they didn't connect it with what they were doing, which is just -
"Sex."
Naruto jumps to his feet with a cry of disgust. "PERVERT! I'd never have sex with Ekusa! OR Raksu!"
The golden fox joins in with, "And I'd never have sex with Sasuke or Sakura!" and they both glare at him.
Huh. A distant part of Kakashi's mind notes that he must have seriously overestimated just how much of his brain shut down at the first sight of these children, because there are parts of his mind that he didn't even realise were intact before Naruto's exclamation broke them into tiny pieces.
The reaction of the other children is not helping. Shock, refusal - those are acceptable. But he could swear that he's seeing reluctant curiousity, and it isn't nearly reluctant enough for his sanity.
The spiny daemon smirks. "He means you with Sasuke and Sakura, Naruto," she explains, and the speculative look she shares with the no-longer-a-pink-fox is the final nail in the coffin of Kakashi's tolerance.
He shunshins out of the room.
Ishaka stares at him as he lands on a roof somewhere. He stares back.
He's never run from his duty (not quite), however much he might have wanted to. He's always stood his ground, against the worst that the world could throw at him. He's the person who's notorious for holding out for eight days under Ibiki's interrogation techniques (though, admittedly, he only had Ibiki's personal attention for the last four). Hatake Kakashi does not run.
Naruto just changed that. With four sentences (maybe five, if you stretch a point and include the daemon's additional comment).
Kakashi's eye narrows. He has a reputation to restore. He has a blond genin to punish. ...He's not going to try and face those little demons again today.
Ishaka nods in agreement, eyes clear and calculating (neither of them notice that her blindness is gone). They head back to their apartment, discussing plans for what they will do to their new genin.
Neither of them realise that it's the first time in twelve years that they're responding to the present, instead of the past.
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Instead of turning and running, he slams the door shut, and is relieved to see that they at least don't behave like this when they know someone else is around. They jump apart, and the girl is blushing, and the Uchiha is pretending that he isn't blushing, and Naruto is - sulking. Well. Good enough. Kakashi takes refuge in his usual mask, and chirrups, "Better leave the foreplay at home, kiddies!"
"What's foreplay?" Naruto asks, and Kakashi can feel his mind splintering at the oh-so-innocent question. From the shock and outrage on the other children's faces, they apparently know - but they didn't connect it with what they were doing, which is just -
"Sex."
Naruto jumps to his feet with a cry of disgust. "PERVERT! I'd never have sex with Ekusa! OR Raksu!"
The golden fox joins in with, "And I'd never have sex with Sasuke or Sakura!" and they both glare at him.
Huh. A distant part of Kakashi's mind notes that he must have seriously overestimated just how much of his brain shut down at the first sight of these children, because there are parts of his mind that he didn't even realise were intact before Naruto's exclamation broke them into tiny pieces.
The reaction of the other children is not helping. Shock, refusal - those are acceptable. But he could swear that he's seeing reluctant curiousity, and it isn't nearly reluctant enough for his sanity.
The spiny daemon smirks. "He means you with Sasuke and Sakura, Naruto," she explains, and the speculative look she shares with the no-longer-a-pink-fox is the final nail in the coffin of Kakashi's tolerance.
He shunshins out of the room.
Ishaka stares at him as he lands on a roof somewhere. He stares back.
He's never run from his duty (not quite), however much he might have wanted to. He's always stood his ground, against the worst that the world could throw at him. He's the person who's notorious for holding out for eight days under Ibiki's interrogation techniques (though, admittedly, he only had Ibiki's personal attention for the last four). Hatake Kakashi does not run.
Naruto just changed that. With four sentences (maybe five, if you stretch a point and include the daemon's additional comment).
Kakashi's eye narrows. He has a reputation to restore. He has a blond genin to punish. ...He's not going to try and face those little demons again today.
Ishaka nods in agreement, eyes clear and calculating (neither of them notice that her blindness is gone). They head back to their apartment, discussing plans for what they will do to their new genin.
Neither of them realise that it's the first time in twelve years that they're responding to the present, instead of the past.