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@yamato-mokuton
@eyesofthekyuubi
"Naruto." Yamato was standing over the blonde's bed, looking down at him. "Wake up, the Hokage has given us a mission." When the boy didn't immediately move, Yamato whacked him over the head with the scroll, quiet revenge. Naruto had certainly given HIM enough trouble while he was sleeping...
tons of unnecessary dialogue cos dats how i roll
Iruka chuckled at the banter tossed back and forth between the older man, the girl, and Yamato; he continued to gently stroke the spotted kitten, glancing up at Yamato when he knelt next to him, âYeah, I guess you could say that.â He answered with a smile. The chuunin scooted a little closer to the other brunet and subtly leaned against him, glad to be back home.
The simple contact was familiar somehow, comforting. "I like it too." He gave the wide-eyed kitten a little scritch between the ears. "They're cutest when they're all wobbly, right?" Most of them were fairly confident on their feet, but the grey one was still struggling to get around, the orange one hopping around like it was trying to fly. "Start thinking of a name," He nudged Iruka.
tons of unnecessary dialogue cos dats how i roll
@Yamato
âHm⊠Iâm not really sure. Which would you prefer?â Iruka asked as the house came into view. The gender of the cat didnât really matter to him, as long as it was sweet and cuddly he could have probably cared less. His hand brushed Yamatoâs as they walked up the path towards the porch; the quiet mewing of newborn kittens audible from outside.
"Hm, a girl I think. Sweeter temperaments." He had clearly thought about this more than he let on. He stepped up onto the porch, already hearing Hana though the screen door, and knocked. The brush of fingers did not go unnoticed, but before he could return the teasing gesture, the little girl's face appeared behind the screen.
"Yama-kun! Come in, one of them has its eyes open now!" She updated, opening the door for them. Inside their small house, her grandfather sat in a comfy-looking chair in the corner, a box of kittens and one proud mother in the center of the room.
"Oh, really? Which one?"
@Yamato
It was rare to see Yamato smile like that; he liked it. It made his stomach flutter. âToday? Maybe right after this?â Iruka could feel himself get a little more excited when Yamato mentioned that he wanted to hog all of Irukaâs time to just himself, âWe donât have to stay very long; I just want to stop in and see the kittens, maybe pick out a few that we like the most, and then head back to your house to do whatever we felt like doingâŠâ
"Sure." He seemed to remember he had food, and they sunk into comfortable silence until they were finished, Yamato taking a bit longer than Iruka. "Hm, boy or girl? There are either 5 or 6, i can't remember. Two spotty ones, a grey one, a white one, a black one... and an orange one. Six." He concluded, as they headed toward the house.
@Yamato
âOf course I would!â Iruka tried his best to reign in his excitement about the kittens, busying himself with pulling apart his chopsticks and eating a little bit of his ramen. âWe could keep the kitten at your house, if you want, and I can come over and help out when Iâm done with work for the day⊠Thatâs also depending on if I have a lot of paperwork to grade as well. I wouldnât be able to completely drop everything Iâm doing, but thatâs beside the point.â He took a minute to calm himself down, quietly clearing his throat, âSo, when would be a good time for the both of us to go over their so I can see them? Iâd go by myself, but I think itâd be fun to go together.â
"Well, far as I know none of them work." He said, thoughtfully. "Hana-chan's mother is very ill, you see. Her grandfather takes care of them both, and they did say anytime." He couldn't hide his grin anymore. "Today, if you like. Whenever is best for you. Though, I admit to wanting to monopolize your time..." He finished his sentence in a hushed tone.
unlikely friendship?
Obito smirked. âYeah I am pretty good with it, for activating it so late. I have been training with it a lot so I can get better, as well as my other skills.â Obito became a little red in the face, he hated explaining were he had been, it was embarrassing for him. âI kind of got lost, after I was captured. So I traveled around for a while training until I found the village again.â Obito mumbled.Â
If not for the look on his face, Yamato wouldn't have believed him. "Lost." He said nothing more on that. "So, ah. How did you get... yanno. Another eye?" He wasn't sure if he had a sharingan in the other eye, but it appeared to be identical to his natural eye, which perplexed him.
unlikely friendship?
Obito looked at him his eyes sparkling with interest. âYou can use the Mokuton that must be really cool!â he spoke, it was an honor to him to meet someone with a such a kekkei genkai. âNaruto is the best! he reminds me of me when I was his age, even still a little bit now.â he replied with a chuckle.
He laughed modestly. "Ah, thank you. I must say, I find your powers to be much more interesting than mine. Are you... skilled with your Sharingan?" Another tough subject. "Ah... Kakashi had somewhat of an advantage training with it, when the Uchiha were still... Actually, where have you been all this time?" He hadn't thought to ask that yet.
unlikely friendship?
Obito smiled rubbing his hand through the back of his hair, slightly blushing. When he said those word he never thought that they would have such a great impact on so many peoples lives, especially Kakashi. It was refreshing to hear that he had lived by them. âI do!â he said proudly. âYeah that Naruto kid is the best! I know I am cool, ive always been.â he smiled being a bit conceded like he always is. The fact that Kakashi had students still hadnât settled in yet. âWhat about you, did you ever take on students?â
He coughed awkwardly. "Ah, no. I was in the ANBU from a young age, due to some circumstances surrounding my childhood. Long story short, I ended up inheriting the First's Mokuton abilities. I will likely always be an ANBU agent. I am currently co-captain of Kakashi's team, though. Naruto is really... something." He laughed.Â
@Yamato
âThatâs oddâŠ. I wonder what their reasoning behind that might beâŠâ An excited look crossed Irukaâs face at the mentioning of Grey having kittens, âKittens?! Oh, I will certainly have to make a point of stopping by and looking at them. They must be precious little thingsâŠâ He smiled a little more, âWould you consider possibly adopting one of the kittens to replace Grey? How fun would that be to raise a kitten?â His stomach gurgled again, and, as if on cue, Teuchi placed their usual ramen orders on the table in front of them.
"I have, but they're only little yet. Didn't even have their eyes open. But that's quite a commitment..." He hummed. "If I did, I don't suppose you'd want to help out?" It was obvious from Iruka's excitement that the answer would be yes, but he was enjoying their banter, he wanted to milk it.
@Yamato
âI definitely am!â His stomach growled in approval as they turned to walk down the street to Ichiraku; thankfully, they had been only a block or two away from the ramen stand. Iruka held back the shade for Yamato, still holding onto his hand. Teuchi and the few diners that occupied a table glanced once at their interlocked hands and continued on with their business; Iruka was thankful for that, not in the mood to deal with some fussy and homophobic asshole. He led the both of them over to the table they usually sat at, âSo what have you been up to while Iâve been away?â
He shrugged. "Naruto's away, and they refuse to send me on any missions above A rank, which is ridiculous." Yamato was no braggart, but the numbers alone showed his skill level to be well above that of an average jounin. "I'm fighting off an aphid infestation in the garden... it's all rather mundane, really. Oh! Wait!" He did recall one important piece of news. "So, I saw that girl again. Who Grey belonged to? And she told me that just recently, she had a surprise litter of kittens! I saw them the other day, they're precious, and she is not such a fat kitty anymore!" He laughed. "They said we're welcome to visit anytime."
@Yamato
Hey. I'm back.. -smiles a little-
âIruka!â Well, there was a face he hadnât expected to see. He wasnât sure if this was an appropriate situation for a hug, but he found himself not caring. Heâd genuinely missed Irukaâs company. He gave the teacher a brief hug, smiling wider than he had in weeks. âWelcome back, how was it? I heard your students missed you!â
âI missed you so muchâŠ.â Iruka tightly hugged Yamato, lightly patting his back with a hand. Public displays of affection were generally discouraged between ninja who were dating, but Iruka was beyond caring; he was tired, he was hungry, and he had missed Yamato more than he had expected. âIt was good. The teacher in the village I visited gladly took all of the advice I gave her; I think sheâll start seeing a lot more progress with her students now.â He pulled away, but slowly reached out to take one of the jouninâs hands; Iruka gave the hand a small, gentle squeeze, âIâll have to admit that I missed them as well⊠They can be quite a handful, but theyâve grown on me like every class has the tendency to do.
"Up for Ichiraku? I bet you missed it while you were away." He laced their fingers, quietly surprised at how comfortable he was with the action. Absence made the heart grow fonder, it seemed. "And Teuchi probably missed you too!"
Hey. I'm back.. -smiles a little-
"Iruka!" Well, there was a face he hadn't expected to see. He wasn't sure if this was an appropriate situation for a hug, but he found himself not caring. He'd genuinely missed Iruka's company. He gave the teacher a brief hug, smiling wider than he had in weeks. "Welcome back, how was it? I heard your students missed you!"
unlikely friendship?
Obito listened to Yamato carefully, his story a reflection of his own thoughts and feelings just in a different perspective. He sighed and looked down at his drink deciding on not to drink the rest. At least he wasnât the only one who felt like that at one point or another. A certain detail rang in his ear, so Kakashi made it to the ANBU, he slightly frowned at the thought. He glared over at him, âHe was was worse when we were kids.â he trailed off smiling a bit. âEverything he did was better than everything I did, and he always called me out about it. He was all about the rules which was okay, but he took it to an extent. Luckily I knocked some sense into him shortly before I-uh almost died.â Obito smiled.
The last part made him smile a little. "He's made your words his life's creed. If you call that 'knocking some sense into him'." He turned to look at Obito - he wouldn't have guessed he might feel respect for this person, based on their exchange so far, but Kakashi thinking so highly of him made Yamato feel differently. "He's even passed it on to his students. Guess that makes you pretty cool, by proxy."
unlikely friendship?
Obito was just making an assumption, that turned out to be correct. Which was odd because usually they werenât. Obito nodded towards him. Not wanting to get drunk in public was reasonable. Obito winked looking over at Yamato, âI wonât tell anyone then.â The Uchiha looked down into his drink swirling it around in the glass. âYeah, but I am going to be better than him just you wait!â he spoke with a uplifted determined tone. His eyebrow raised, âYou do? Care to elaborate?âÂ
He smirked somewhat bitterly. "Kakashi was my partner when I joined ANBU. I've been the top ANBU agent for years now... but only since the day Kakashi left. He was always effortlessly good at everything - I'm not that much younger than him, but the difference between us has always been enormous." He shook his head, relaxing the fist he had only just noticed was balled. "I resented him, because I had to work hard, while he drifted through. But after a while, I came to respect him." He glanced over at Obito. "Sorry. I'm rambling. Was he like that when he was young? He's told me about you being on his genin team..." He let that hang, not wanting to bring up any painful memories.Â
slow-on-the-uptake yamato
Obito frowned at his current status. He hadnât gotten the chance to do anything about it, he was a chunin still he had been since he left. Obito sighed taking a long sip of his drink.  Obito sighed with a frown, âIâm a ChuninâŠâ he said looked down, finishing the rest of his drink and ordering another. He looked over to Yamato, âWhat about you why arenât you at the jounin bar?â The Uchiha asked interested.
He nearly choked as he knocked back another. "What! I'm not-!" And he thought he'd done so well in disguising himself. Well, no sense hiding it now, the jig was up. "Ah..." He lifted his now empty tokkuri, deciding against getting another. "I prefer to be incognito when I get sloshed. The others may be nonchalant about acting foolish in public, but I don't like having my affairs talked about." A less embarrassing way to say he cared about making an ass of himself in front of his comrades. "Chuunin, eh? That must be embarrassing, now that Kakashi-senpai is so well renowned." He looked bitter for a brief moment. "I know what it's like to live in that shadow."
slow-on-the-uptake yamato
âOh I see, Yamato. Like tomato, but a Ya instead of a To.â He rambled on the alcohol starting to influence him slightly. He repostioned himself on the seat, making himself more comfortable. âI see.â Obito chuckled. He looked at Yamato with an unamused face. Was he so drunk he didnât notice his head band? âYes I am, the best there is!â he said confidently. He took the opportunity to joke around. A smirk appeared on his face, âYep, Obito Uchiha, Iâm a ghost.â He chuckled waiting for his reaction. Then soon after decided not to freak him out to much. âJust kidding. Yeah I was almost dead, but I am fine now.â he smiled.
"You are not-" Yamato clapped a hand on Obito's arm. "Knew it." He nodded. He had noticed the headband, but that was no guarantee that this was a comrade. As part of his job, he was familiar with almost every citizen of Konoha, but this was a face he didn't know. "So thas why I didn't recognize you." He nodded. "Then shouldn't you be at the jounin bar?" Another hiccup, and he looked a little sick, swallowing a small amount of bile that had come up. "What rank are you?"
