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Category:
Naruto › General
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
12
Views:
1,441
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I don't own Naruto and I didn't make money writing this.
Traditions Are Important Anko, IrukaxKakashi
Title: Traditions Are Important
Characters: Anko, Iruka
Theme: Our Traditions
Summary: Traditions are important and they’re meant to be shared so that they can be continued. Anko is not all that great at sharing however.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto and I’m certainly not being paid to write this, it’s for my own enjoyment and the enjoyment of others.
Dedicated to: Kita the Spaz LJ/Y!
“What is he doing here?” Anko ground her teeth together and did her damnedest to mimic her mother’s most threatening glare; lips pressed tightly together, eyebrows down and arms crossed.
She and Iruka had a Christmas Eve tradition of meeting in one of the caves of the Hokage Monument to watch the fireworks. The top would be crowded with civilians and shinobi alike, but the caves, particularly the very small one that they had discovered which required them to crawl through a hole and up a ledge, were generally empty. They had been coming there together for three years, ever since they first discovered the place. It was their cave and their tradition. Right now there seemed to be confusion as to the details of that tradition. Namely the detail that it involved Iruka and herself only.
Iruka giggled.
Anko shifted her eyes to him. She hated when he did that. It was cute, and damn it she was trying to be pissed right then. Reaching over, she tugged on his ponytail. “Stop that, giggling makes you look like a girl.” The revenge made the fact that he’d ruined her moment a little easier to swallow.
“I didn’t giggle!” Iruka pushed her lightly. “I just laughed cuz you look funny with your face all pinched up like that!”
“Not as funny as you!” It was a stupid counter, but it garnered her another shove and more ’giggling’ from Iruka. “And you do too giggle.”
“Do not!” Iruka punched her in the arm and stuck his tongue out at her.
“Do so!” She laughed and reached over to tug on Iruka’s pony tail again only to have the hairs slip through her fingers when Iruka was pulled forcefully out of her reach.
Over the top of Iruka’s head, Kakashi narrowed his single, visible gray eye at her.
Even with the mask and hitai-ate covering most of his face, she knew he was glaring at her. The tight grip he had on Iruka’s shoulders said it had something to do with her touching Iruka.
Glowering right back at him, she kicked him in his shin, grabbed her Iruka’s arm, and pulled.
Kakashi pulled back. “Let go of him.” The words came out as a low growl.
“Ow! Hey! You two GAH!” Iruka protested, struggling to free himself. “Stop pulling on me!”
“Screw you Hatake; he was my friend first. Go away!” She kicked at him again, missed and found her feet flying towards the sky.
Her tight hold on Iruka caused him to tumble to the ground with her, and Kakashi’s hold on him pulled him down as well, leaving them all in a jumbled heap.
“Ow.” Iruka squirmed free of the mess. “Sheesh! What is with you two?”
Anko shoved Kakashi off of her. “It’s his fault.” He had been the one to pull Iruka away from her like he owned him or something. “Why’s he here anyway?” she grumped.
“He... uhm...” Iruka’s cheeks flushed a light red. “I ran into him in the mission room the other day and I... invited him.” Dark brown eyes looked from her to Kakashi and back. “Anyways my mom says we should spend the holidays with friends... and... I thought... I mean...” The red on his cheeks darkened further setting the scar that ran across them off in further contrast.
Shaking her head, Anko rolled her eyes. “So, what, the famous Hatake doesn’t have any so you decided to invite him to be yours?” It sounded like something Iruka would do. He was too nice.
“Uh... I...” Iruka pushed a rock through the dust on the cave floor.
Kakashi looked at Iruka. “You invited me out of pity?” His jaw tightened and his visible eyebrow dropped again. “I don’t need your pity.” He pushed himself to his feet.
“I didn’t! It wasn’t that!” Iruka scrambled to his feet and stepped between Kakashi and the cave’s entrance. “I don’t pity you, Kakashi-san! Really! I just... I thought...” He scrubbed at the scar anxiously, his face as red as an over-ripe tomato.
Realization hit her like a slap to the face. Her Iruka, her best friend, her ‘little brother’ had a crush! It took her a second to pick her jaw up off the floor and make her eyes resume their normal shape and another two or three to keep herself from laughing. She covered her mouth to smother the giggle that threatened to escape. She wouldn’t laugh, not yet, maybe after Kakashi left. Then she’d probably tease the shit out of her Iruka-kun. She still didn’t like him, but for Iruka’s sake, she’d put up with him. “You can stay, Hatake. It’s not pity; Iruka-kun is just sweet like that. He’ll be friends with anyone, even you.”
“It’s the best view in the city.” Iruka offered the information in a tone that was almost a plea.
“Yeah, just don’t tell anyone.” The last thing they needed was a bunch of people invading their spot. “Besides you don’t want to leave before Iruka gives you your gift. He’s good with gifts.”
Kakashi sighed. “Fine.”
Iruka pushed him over towards the ledge, and they all settled themselves down with Iruka in the middle. He shoved a package at each of them, and they each handed him one.
“You can’t open it until midnight,” Anko informed Kakashi before he could. “It’s Tradition.”
The last warm rays of the sun were fading on the horizon. Lanterns and strings lights of various colors, most numerously red and green, were lit, and slowly the lights of the village began to multiply. They sat there watching the twinkling lights and waiting patiently.
Iruka chattered on about how he was positive his mother had gotten him more chakra wire and explosive tags because his father had pushed the gifts from her into the fireplace for safety’s sake. He explained how funny it was to watch her move them back under the tree, and him move them back to the fireplace over and over again.
Anko snorted at that since she was quite sure Iruka’s mom would get annoyed at that. She could practically see the woman and her husband having a battle of wills over it.
“I never know what my mom will get me.” Her mom thought it was a challenge to see if she could find the weirdest gift for her imaginable. Anko loved it. “Orochimaru-sensei will get me something awesome for sure, maybe he’ll even teach me a new seal.”
“What about you Kakashi-san?” Iruka asked cheerfully.
Kakashi shrugged. “Rin got me another medical kit. Sensei got me books.”
Anko thought both sounded rather boring. “Wow,” she said blandly. “Did you see them wrap it or something?”
“No.” He flipped the small box around in his hands. “That’s what they always get me. Except for one time, Sensei gave me a special kunai. I think he thinks that he jinxed me with it.”
“Oh.” Anko thought that getting the same thing every year sounded boring, but didn’t say anything. She was about to ask why Namikazi-san would think he’d jinxed him when a loud BOOM sounded above the village.
She was happy to note that she wasn’t the only one who jumped, both Kakashi and Iruka did as well.
Laughing at the shaky feeling that being startled left in its wake, Anko reached behind Kakashi and poked him in the shoulder. “You can open your gift now.”
Kakashi looked at her and Iruka and then slowly peeled the tape off, careful not to rip the paper. Inside the messily wrapped paper lay a bit of blue fabric. He picked it up and held it up. A circle of white was sewn on it with a henohenomoheji face carefully painted onto it. “What is it?”
“It’s for your dog. My dad told me you have a summon that’s a pug and I thought... I dunno...” Iruka scratched the back of his head and then reached out to pick up another piece of fabric, this time with a bit of metal on it. “This is for him too.”
Taking the miniature headband from Iruka, Kakashi blinked. He looked at Iruka, the gifts, and then Iruka again. “Thank you.”
Anko grinned. “I told you he’s good at gifts!”
Kakashi nodded and closed his eye, the corner crinkling deeply.
Even she could tell that he was smiling, which was nice.
Iruka picked up the gift Kakashi had given him and ripped the paper off. Under it was a small red box which he promptly lifted the lid on. Smiling brightly, he carefully lifted the contents out.
A glass bulb filled with water covered an intricately carved figure being pulled by a dogsled.
“It’s a snowglobe.” Kakashi reached over, took Iruka’s hand in his, and turned the globe upside down. White, glittery bits floated down from the base into the bulb. “Now you can make it snow whenever you want.”
Iruka laughed and shook the globe, sending snow whirling around inside it.
Anko wasn’t sure, but she thought she could make out the slightest blush on Kakashi’s face just above the line of his mask. She wondered if it meant that Kakashi might have a crush too. It was all she could do not to laugh at the two of them.
He held the toy out to her. “Isn’t it neat?”
“Yeah... I guess,” she admitted. There was obviously some inside joke that she wasn’t getting.
“Open yours!” Iruka pushed hers pointedly, practically bouncing where he sat.
Laughing, she tore the paper open on her present. Inside lay the same kit she’d tried to get for Iruka. Her heart sank, not because she didn’t love the gift, but because she did and that was why she’d wanted to get it for Iruka.
“You like it?” Iruka grinned brightly at her. “Kakashi helped me get it.”
Kakashi had... he had gotten the gift for her. “How did-”
“I figured if you were going to get it then you must want it, so I figured it’d work for what Iruka wanted,” Kakashi supplied, cutting her off.
On one hand she wanted to hit him for snatching it right in front of her, but on the other she had to admit it was kind of cool. “I...” she started, then she realized Iruka was about to open his and panicked. Anko yanked it out of his grasp. “You can’t! Not yet! I...” She had to get something better.
“Not fair! You got to open yours!” Iruka pouted, reaching for the gift.
“It’s not as good,” she protested pulling it out of his reach.
“Whatever, I don’t care, it’s mine. You already gave it to me; give it back.” Iruka leaned further over trying to take it back.
The box was pulled from her hands, and she fell over backwards.
Kakashi stood over her, the box in his hands. He handed it to Iruka.
Anko pouted.
Iruka tore it open. “Cool!” He pawed through the collection. “This is almost your whole collection!”
“Well yeah... what I wanted to get you was better, and this was all I could think of after it got snatched right in front of me.” She couldn’t very well be mad at Kakashi for it, but she wanted to be.
“You even gave me the- and the-” Iruka dug through the box excitedly.
Every prank she knew including the notebook that she wrote her ideas down in was in that box. It had scrolls that exploded with fake snakes to sealed containers of muck from the swamp in Rain country that she’d begged Orochimaru to get her. It was a prankster’s complete arsenal. She’d been somewhat loath to give it up, except that it’d been for Iruka.
Kakashi leaned over. “You really thinking arming him is a good idea?”
Anko and Iruka looked up and then simultaneously busted up laughing.
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AND THAT'S THE END OF THIS YEAR'S FICS!