Tenzou’s mind was still occupied with the thoughts hanging on his Senpai, as the silverhaired suddenly approached him.

The brunet didn’t detect him, till he heard his lazily voice speaking up to him, “Yo! Tenzou, Wait up!”

He turned around immediately, the back of his hand reflexively removed the bitter tears, which were endlessly streaming down his face.

“Hopefully Kakashi won’t notice,” he begged silently, though it must be nearly impossible to oversee his saddened look. Quickly he put on a faked smile, laughing away the tears, just like he used to do.

“Kakashi-Senpai. How often do I have to remind you not to call me by my actual name?”, he mocked him slightly, avoiding the matter at hand. As if Kakashi-Senpai would ever listen to him.

“Maa. No one’s here and I like Tenzou way better than any of your code-names.”

Tenzou’s cheeks blushed a little and he turned his pretty brown head away.

“Anyway. You really shouldn’t keep Iruka waiting,” right after the words have left his lips he regretted them, was the meaning behind them simply too obvious.

“Is there a way to sound even more jealous?!”, he mentally slapped himself. Not being able to hide his envious undertone and totally forgetting that he watched the two men secretly, his face grew even hotter.

But Kakashi only shook his head in response, not mentioning his spying at all.

“You know that I don’t like being around that many people.”

Many people? Tenzou was obviously confused. “I thought you and Iruka were…-“, he stopped just in time to realize how jealous he sounded and that it was actually none of his business.

The silverhaired just smiled, “He celebrates his birthday, you know, you should have at least greeted him or did you forgot?”

Birthday? That was what it was all about? Tenzou was tempted to hit his head on the next available wall because he imagined Kakashi and Iruka would date each other…and the image really hurt him.

If he had finished his last sentence a second ago…

“You’re okay?”, the soft voice roused him from his slumber.

Kakashi was standing now closer to his Kohai, his head inspected the freezing figure in front of him carefully, he was so close that his calm breath tickled Tenzou’s uncovered skin.

It shamed him that it didn’t take much more to heat up the warmth inside of him and being completely at lack of words, he started to babble confusingly, “Me? Why. Yes. I’m fine. Why shouldn’t I?”

Did Kakashi know what he was thinking? Tenzou’s hand gently rubbed through his brown hair, which was already drained by the continuous rain falling down on the ground. Kakashi’s silver hair was still alright.

“Exactly as it should be,” he thought smilingly. He didn’t want him to get a cold or ruin his unique hair because of him.

The older man chuckled, his hand rested in front of his covered mouth, before he slowly pointed to the brunet’s bleeding shoulder.

“Well, your shoulder doesn’t look that fine,” he explained and touched him softly, examining the wound as if it were his own.

The injury had completely slipped his mind, but when Kakashi’s fingers accidentally grazed a critical spot, which still hurt, he shivered slightly, teeth ground and lips sealed to suppress an anguished cry.

“Sorry. It hurts, doesn’t it?”, the silverhaired asked worried, a small trail of the liquid blood, dripping from the left shoulder, covered his own fingers, coloring them in a dark luminous red.

Tenzou tried to shake his head convincingly. “It is nothing. Really. Simple kunai wound,” he smiled faintly, “Nothing worth to make you worry about.”

Though it wasn’t a life threatening wound, it did indeed hurt, but the brownhaired didn’t want to involve his Senpai any further. He would only treat him like a careless child by caring about this small cut on his shoulder and Tenzou was still feeling too anxious to be around him right now.

His head was still trying to figure out what he has seen back in the bar.

But either Kakashi didn’t notice or probably he just didn’t care as he had already grabbed his arm to decide by himself how bad the wound really was.

His eyes crinkled into his usual smile, placing Tenzou’s hand into his own, he whispered, his voice firm, not allowing any backtalk.

“You come with me. I’ll take care of your shoulder and you can sleep over,” his tone softened, “Like in the old days.”

The old days.

“Hai!”, Tenzou agreed without further thinking, maybe a little too euphoric, because his sudden response made Kakashi laugh. But the brunet couldn’t care less.

The grip on his hand tightened as they began to head home to Kakashi’s place. Together, side by side they walked through the icy rain. Kakashi’s uncovered fingers entangled with his.

“He’s so warm,” Tenzou smiled, “If I could I’d never let go of his hand.”

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Actually I planned it like this when I started, but I wasn’t that sure anymore. Well and since the new weird filler Arc…I felt like I can’t stand seeing Yama being all sad -  so pls enjoy the “happier” ending. xD

The recently appointed anbu captain was walking through the cold and way too rainy night for the 26th of May.

He just came back from an anbu mission, but luckily he could change his clothes back at the Hokage’s building, as soon as the brownhaired had finished reporting the succeeding of his squad.

It wasn’t because his clothing was wet of the constant rain, but rather because of the amount of blood shed in the battle, covering all of his slim clothes, that he had to change his outfit.

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Yamato was nervous. He knew there was no logical reason to it, but his rational mind didn’t help him much right now. Only a few inches and a knock away was Kakashi-Senpai’s new apartment. He stood right in front of the door and was tempted to back off, turn around and run to safety as fast as he could.

Sighing about his immature behavior, he decided to knock instead of running away like a five-year-old would do. After all he was ordered to be here and in order to discharge his duty, which was to fill in his Senpai on team seven’s mission reports, he would enter this apartment, right here and now!

But even so he could feel the disturbance in his stomach rising. Ever since they’ve parted ways in the anbu, well, more like ever since Kakashi left him there by himself, the brownhaired wasn’t able to see the man, whom he admired more than what was good for him, any longer.

It’s not like he didn’t want to see him, moreover he wasn’t allowed to. Before the Godaime, there wasn’t one Hokage, who could successfully loosen the restraints the Elders put on him. Tsunade-sama was different, she always did what she thought was right, no matter what others said about her plans.

A faint smile played on his lips, as he remembered how he felt back then, when the Hokage ordered him to take over Kakashi’s role as team seven’s captain. His heart skipped a few beats as he heard his name and he was impatiently waiting for the day to visit him at the hospital. “I guess he was nearly as surprised as I was”, his smile widened to a cheeky grin. “I wonder why Tsunade actually picked me in the first place”, he mumbled to himself, still standing blandly in front of the wooden door.

Realizing that he probably looked like an complete idiot, he inhaled deeply, his hand moved closer, ready to knock. He was finally free, was able to visit his Senpai whenever he wanted to. ”Why the hell am I hesitating then?”, he frowned, freed his mind of his irritating thoughts and his skin eventually hit the cold wood.

Though he could certainly feel Kakashi’s present in this room, the silverhaired didn’t open up. „Kakashi-Senpai? It’s me Yamato!“ Calling out for his Senpai was awkward – if he was able to feel his present, it was only obvious that the silverhaired knew it was him waiting outside. He blushed slightly, “If he felt my presence..he knows how long I’ve been standing here.”

Suddenly he heard a voice coming from the other side of the wall, “Can you come back later?“, it sounded troubled.

Although that was exactly what Yamato wanted just a minute ago, he couldn’t agree to it, he had an assignment starting in roughly 3 hours.

“I’m sorry, Senpai. I can’t. I’ll be gone for a new mission in about three hours.“, he yelled out way to loudly into the hallway, that was when the door opened slowly

“Alright, come in.“

At first he didn’t understand, why Kakashi asked him to stay outside. His Senpai looked fine, just like always. Clothed in his usual jonin outfit with mask and headband where they belonged, only his visible eye and his weird gestures could tell that he was quite in distress.

When the brunet entered the living room, he noticed the mess the silverhaired was trying to fix and figured out the reason for his weird appearance. But apart from the chaos, a little brown ball of fur caught his attention.

“Is this?“, he began to ask, but while moving closer he stopped mid-sentence because he instantly knew, who was responsible for the turmoil.

A small, brown cat was lying on the couch, with the legs and paws stretching in every direction, the small head resting on a cozy pillow, it almost looked completely innocent. Although the small blue stripes of cloth, which color was suspiciously matching the one of Kakashi’s curtains and were scattered all over the sofa, were an unmistakable proof of it’s mischievous doings.

Kakashi didn’t have to answer his question any more. Yamato was already cuddling with the fuzzy sweet kitten. His finger carefully snatched the tiny paw and shook it lightly, as he introduced himself, “Hello there my sweety, who are you. huu? I am Yamato.“

He was completely focused on the animal, which started to playfully grab and lick his slick fingers. Kakashi, slightly amused by the view of the two kittens, stared at them for a while before he cleared his throat, trying to get his attention, “You’re here because?“

„Oh, yes sorry.. but since when do you have such an adorable cat? I didn’t know“, he reversed the question happily, his voice higher pitched than what was normal and his mind had clearly forgotten his duty or the upcoming mission.

„Well, about seven years I guess“, he mumbled into his mask. „That’s roughly when you left the anbu, ne?“, Yamato guessed into the blue, distracted by avoiding the sharp claws, still snatching for him.

Kakashi just replied lazily, „Maaa, could be“, he didn’t want to talk about the cat any more, fearing the next, inevitable question.

“And what is it’s name?”

The older man only stood there in silence, then his eye moved down, stared at the ground as he was stating coldly, “Doesn’t have one.“

„What?“ The brownhaired was shocked, couldn’t understand how his Senpai could care about a living being for seven years, without giving him a proper name. Especially Yamato didn’t like this, being reminded of the many codenames, he was referred to in his life. „Really, Kakashi-Senpai, what would Pakkun say if he was nameless?“

„Well, I would be pretty upset“, the little pug had listened to their conversation and decided to join in when his name was brought up. He toddled out of Kakashi’s bedroom and jumped next to the two brownhaired beings on the couch.

„Its nice to see you, Tenzou“, he greeted him kindly. They’ve known each other since anbu and became good friends. The brunet sighed, „It’s Yamato now but I’m glad to see you, too. It’s been a while since we met the last time, ne?“, with a smile on his pretty face he patted the dog’s head.

Pakkun enjoyed the courtesy towards him, but decided to turn to Kakashi, who was still waiting motionless in front of the sofa. With a widening smile on the dog’s face he asked him, „Why don’t you tell him, Ka-ka-shi?“, he was grinning ear to ear, while he pronounced his name very, very slowly. Pakkun was certainly amused, mocking the great Hatake Kakashi wasn’t something he could witness every day.

„Tell me what?“, Yamato turned to his Senpai, one eyebrow raised in confusion, making his brown eyes look even deeper than before.

„About..his name..“, he pointed to the cat. Yamato’s face lit up, immediately blurting out his joy, “So it has a name? That’s great. What is it then?”.

“It’s actually…-“, he paused, massaged the back of his head, causing his silvery hair to get all messy. “It’s….“, his uncovered left cheek was lightly blushing, when he finally finished his sentence, “It’s Tenzou-chan“.

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Yes I like kittens xD..and yes I like Pakkun he will probably show up a few more times 3 sweet little pug

About 20 small pairs of sparkling eyes were staring right at a very nervous looking Tenzou. „This definitely isn’t where I belong“, he thought quietly, begging for an rescue, “No matter what…any rescue would do“. Is it wrong to hope for an enemy attack on the village just to escape these…monsters? He sighed as he saw two shining blue eyes coming closer.

A little white-haired girl stepped forward while grabbing his hand she shouted cheering, „He’s mine“, and to pretend anyone from doubting her claim towards Tenzou she dragged him to the left side of the room. „But that’s not fair“, the kids on the right side yelled at the girl in unison.

She just stuck out her tongue and chuckled cheeky .“ I saw him first, baaah“. Tenzou really didn’t want to be here. The brownhaired sighed one more time and let the girl drag him away without much of a resistance. “It’s my Birthday so I can decide“, she added smiling like a fairy princess who just caught her own lovely prince riding on a shiny white horse.

The others moaned incredulously but realized that arguing was pointless. Her widened smile now directed at Tenzou, “You make our team win, ne?“. Not knowing what else to do, he put on a faked grin and nodded to the little kid.

„How can we not lose if you have a real ninja on your team“, a slightly offended red-haired objected. Hearing these complaining words Tenzou followed this relieving thought which crossed his mind so suddenly. Maybe this was his only chance to get out off this chaos. But as soon as he tried to speak up and agree to the small boy another one crashed his ray of hope together with the last bit of his self-esteem to dust. “If he’s really a shinobi, why isn’t he on a cool mission then? My dad wouldn’t go on Birthday parties ‘cause he is to good as a ninja“.

Tenzou’s brown eyes were suddenly very interested in the quiet, dark floorboards, his head started to weighed a lot more than usually as he admitted that the boy indeed had a point. “Pff, you’ll see. Tenz-chan is an awesome ninja and we’ll win for sure“, the princess immediately tossed in. A kindergarten child was defending his pride, there is no way he could feel more worthless than at this precise moment.

Eyes closed he tried to calm down, relaxed his gritted teeth and took a deep breath.

He should have known better, Kakashi-Senpai asking a favor of you never ends well.

Not like he could resist him though, well not him but the favor of course, how could he? There is no way to defend oneself from the famous mind-screwing of Kakashi.

This smooth talking of the silverhaired always makes Tenzou’s head spin and somewhere out of confusion he agrees to anything just for the sake of making Kakashi stop talking to him like that. “To anything”, he mumbled absently, the husky voice of his Senpai ringing in his head, repeating his words all over again.

„Ma, Tenzou. This is an A Rank Mission I was assigned to but I really don’t feel well. You are the only one I can entrust with this mission because you’re my most talented Kohai and I’m sure you’ll do your best and make me proud, right?“.

Before he could even think it over he was the babysitter of these bunch of children. He wondered why this was A rank after all. „Annoying as hell..that’s it probably“. But he knew better the party was for the white-haired, the granddaughter of the Sandaime. Not like he would decline a mission anyway but a mission straight coming from the Hokage? No way he could just leave, instead he wasted a whole day, being dragged, punched, touched, called random names and forced to carry the children around or play their childish games.

Finally one at a time the different parents fetched their kids and after an ridiculous long day there was only him and the white-haired left. Now he would only have to stay a little longer, till Kakashi-Senpai, who told him to wait for him there would show up.

At first he wondered why he wanted to come here after all but now it was crystal clear to him. Though he couldn’t take a look into the mirror he knew that he must look terrible, his clothes were all loosely, his brown hair messed up and he was unbelievable tired. It was a miracle that he still had the energy to prevent himself from falling asleep on the comfortable couch the girl and Tenzou sat down a while ago.

And Senpai had a little sadistic side hidden beneath his lazily facade and he surely wanted to see his precious Kohai all drained and annoyed by these little brats. He unconsciously smiled at the thought of the older men. He was already quite positive that he preferred older company before this exhausting adventure but now he was assured of it.

Suddenly the girl disturbed his thoughts. “I like you Tenz-chan, I want you to stay here“, she said determined and hugged the confused shinobi. „Uhm..gomen but I don’t think I can do that“, he replied as softly as he could.

She shook her head desperately,“ If I talk to gramps he surly can do this for me“. The Sandaime wouldn’t, would he? Tenzou wasn’t sure how to handle this behavior of her and he was honestly afraid that Sarutobi-sama would approve her idea. All he could do was desperately hoping that Kakashi would finally arrive and help him out.

Luckily, after enduring the little girl’s devouring embrace for only a few more minutes, his deepest wish was fulfilled.

„Yo! Sorry I’m late but there was an old lady who just happen to…-“ - „It’s fine. Just let us leave already“, Tenzou interrupted him roughly. Kakashi’s head tilted lightly in surprise and his hand brushed through his silvery hair. Of course he expected his Kohai to be a little uptight, that’s the reason why he asked him to do this mission for him after all, but that he would even be that touchy to him was strange.

Tenzou stood up from the couch but he instantly felt something, or rather someone holding him back. The kid wouldn’t let go of him that easily. Kakashi pointed to the little girl which made no attempt of letting the brownhaired go. “You know you’ve got a new friend here?“, his eye crinkled to his usual smile and Tenzou knew his Senpai was grinning beneath that damn blue mask of his.

Tenzou sighed and bent down to the girl, keeled in front of her and feigning his most apologetic look on his face. “I’m really really sorry but I have to go now. So please let go, okay?“, this was the nicest he could still think of but of course completely useless.

„No! No! No!“, she cried and instead of giving in, her grip tightened. “I want you to stay, Tenz-chan“, she blushed a little as she continued, “I like your brown fuzzy hair and your big eyes“, she whispered feebly, “Please, please stay with me“. Perfect. The five year old granddaughter of the Hokage had a crush on him. He was sure Kakashi wouldn’t be able to hold his laughter any longer. But surprisingly he was wrong. Kakashi wasn’t even smirking.

The older shinobi bent down to the little girl who took a liking to Tenzou, a serious look written all over his face. “I’m sorry but I can’t allow him to stay. He has important work to do. shinobi work, see? “. He rubbed the back of his head and sighed loudly as the girl still didn’t let go of Tenzou’s hand. “You know, sweetheart, I’m sorry but I can’t let you have him“ - “No he’s mine. I don’t care about Shinobi stuff. Go away, Gramps!“, the white-haired now screamed angrily at the slightly dazzled Copy Nin. „Gramps?“, his head moved from one side to another, „Gramps..you know that I’m only four years older than him, right?“. He pointed to Tenzou, who wasn’t amused by his playfully shocked appearance. „This isn’t helping, Senpai“, he moaned in annoyance.

Tenzou’s left hand ruffled through his brown hair, if it wouldn’t have been him stuck in this current situation he would definitely have laughed at the sight of a child shouting madly at the famous Hatake Kakashi and calling him „gramps“, but sadly it was him and not knowing how to solve this problem he just looked awkwardly at his Senpai. He was helpless, after all he couldn’t use force on her, no matter how much he would like to.

He watched his Senpai and was relieved as he saw his visible eye crinkled the usual way. „He has a plan eventually”, he thought smiling widely on the inside.

„Maa, little girl“, Kakashi moved closer to his Kohai, “There’s another reason why I can’t let him stay with you“. Tenzou didn’t even listen to what he said as long as he would finally get him out of here.

“I believe you’ll understand that”, he ended his words with the sweetest voice he was capable of and suddenly his masked lips kissed Tenzou’s cheek, which made the brownhaired squeak in response and his face blush immediately. Kakashi ignored his flustered Kohai to face the white-haired again, “I like his beautiful hair and eyes, too, you understand, ne?“.

The small girl’s eyes widened, her head moved from the silverhaired to her Tenzou~chan repetitive, before her mind could understand what just happened. As soon as her thoughts cleared up she let go of his hand, nodded sheepishly, her face as red as Tenzou’s. “Hai“, she chuckled and ran of, leaving the two of them alone.

“Senpai”, Tenzou breathed as the girl was out of sight, he wasn’t able to think of anything else to say but luckily he didn’t had to. Kakashi pulled down his mask, placed another kiss, this time more passionate onto Tenzou’s tender lips. Without thinking he opened his mouth slightly and started to kiss him back. With a bite on his lower lip he left their touch. “I don’t like being jealous, especially not of a girl, don’t you ever forget that, Tenzou”.

Meanwhile on the second floor an utterly excited girl charged into her grandpa’s office. ”Gramps! Gramps!” she screamed all jumpy, “You’ll never guess what happened at my party!”.

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I have srsly interesting ideas ..sometimes Oo xD

The huge clock in Tsunade’s office showed five-teen minutes before 8 pm. She stared at the clock, waiting for the time to pass and her grin widened. Everyone was gathered at the Hokage tower, from his best friends to simple comrades but not all of them where there for friendship alone or even on a voluntary basis. But free food and sake wasn’t an offer to decline that easily.“Exactly as I planned!”, Tsunade was now grinning from ear to ear, “This year I’ll definitely get him. The plan is perfect”.

It’s been a while since anyone threw a birthday party for the greatly respected Hatake Kakashi, not because no one wanted to, it’s more like he never showed up. But this year was different. This year it was the Hokage herself who ordered it, it wasn’t clarified yet if she loved the challenge itself or if she was just eager to have an official excuse to get drunk. But either way, she had the perfect bait set up. A certain someone who would never disobey the strict commands he received.

Yamato checked one last time if he was prepared for the night and after he was convinced that nothing was missing he left his apartment. In a high-paced sprint, he quickly reached his destination, the Hatake house. He sighed, his hands caressed through his brown hair one more time and, hoping that everything would go as planned, he knocked on the door. Soon afterwards the door slightly opened up and the single lazily eye of his Senpai stared right at him. “I didn’t expect any company today”, his voice was monotone as always and he didn’t make any effort to open the door a little wider. “I’m sorry Senpai but we’re being sent on a mission”, he explained his sudden disturbance and tried to mimic an apologetic expression on his face. “I see. I’ll be ready in a second”. Kakashi turned around but he was grabbed by Yamato’s firm hand and pulled back, out of the door. “Sorry but we really have to hurry, Senpai”, he smiled at the puzzled look on Kakashi’s face and still holding his hand he speeded up his pace, leading the way through the lonesome streets of Konoha.

A pink-haired girl was standing next to the buffet, her eyes scanning the room and the mass of people in it. “You think he’ll show up, Sakura?”, a familiar voice asked her from behind and she quickly turned around. It was Naruto, his hands were already all over the delicious food, grabbing the best parts he could find. She was tempted to scold him for his barbarian behaviour. The party hasn’t even started yet, but she just sighed and her clenched fist relaxed again. “I don’t know. He doesn’t like being around that much people usually”. The blonde stopped his hunt for food and tilted his head thoughtfully, “But it’s Yamato-taichou’s responsibility to get him here. I don’t think he has ever failed a mission before”.

“Where exactly are we going, Tenzou?”, his voice was strict and he clearly didn’t like the unexplained mission he was told to attend so suddenly. Yamato sighed, repeating himself wasn’t something he was very fond of. “First, it’s Yamato and second you’ll see when you get there, okay?”. The brownhaired wouldn’t admit it but he felt a little superior at the moment and it wasn’t that bad of a feeling to be the one in charge. Normally it was the other way around. Especially back in their anbu time they’ve spent together. Kakashi wasn’t a man of many words and though it was a quality they’ve had in common, he often was annoyed by the lack of explanations he would share even on their more delicate missions.

7:55 pm. Tsunade’s glare was locked straight on the door. There were only five minutes left till the party would officially start. A few quite interesting punishments were already crossing her mind if Yamato wouldn’t complete his task in time.

He could already see his goal and slowly reduced his speed. He stopped and his head turned around to face his Senpai. A sheepish smile appeared on his face as he noticed that his fingers were still entwined with his and he quickly let go of Kakashi’s hand. “We’re here”, he said and stepped a few more paces forward.

As the clock finally jumped from 7.59 pm to 8 pm the door opened and Kakashi, his usual Icha Icha Paradise book covering half of his face, entered the room. “You want to speak to..-“, he stopped his eyes were wandering around the room and a surprised look formed on his face. “What’s going on?”, he asked concerned and before he noticed the few Birthday messages written on several banners, the food, cakes and other sweets prepared for the party and the several gifts from the guests stacked on one of the free tables, he was overwhelmed as the whole room joined in a loud sing sang. “Happy Birthday, Kakashi!”.

The two men had arrived at a lonesome grass-field upon the hills embracing Konoha. Yamato stopped a few steps ahead and his hands fished for a warm blanket in his pocket. He stretched it and asked Kakashi to sit on it. He didn’t wanted him to catch a cold because the air was rather chilly and the grass still slightly wet from the rainy days. “Where here”, he said once again and sat down next to his Senpai. The silverhaired tilted his head and faced the shining sky, stargazing as he smiled softly, “I’m not really believing this is part of a mission”. “You got me”, Yamato glared into the distance, he was nervously waiting for something to happen. “You’re going to tell me what we’re doing up here?”, Kakashi whispered, his breath turned into a visible white little cloud. It really was chilly. The brownhaired noticed the cold, immediately sitting closer to Kakashi, to use more of the blanket as a covering for both of them.”Just wait”, was his short respond before he turned silent again.

Suddenly the silence was interrupted harshly as thousand of colourful fireworks conquered the star covered night. Kakashi looked dazzled as he couldn’t take his eyes off of the beautiful scenery before him. Yamato chuckled warmly as he glared over to his Senpai. His eyes rested on the astonished man, enjoying his surprise party in a somewhat different way.

After a while, the colours were sill illuminating the dimmed night, his eyes met the brown one’s staring at him. “Did you..?”. “Hmm”, Yamato wasn’t sure how he should explain it. “Sort of”. Kakashi obviously wasn’t pleased with his answer and his eyebrow raised in confusion, demanding a further explanation of his Kohai. Yamato laughed and told him everything. “Tsunade desperately wanted to have a Birthday party for you. She ordered me to lure you into it. They are currently celebrating at the Hokage Tower”, he paused, waited for an reaction but Kakashi stayed still. “I know you don’t like being in the centre of attention. That’s why I brought you here instead”, he smiled as he ended his little speech. “Aren’t they concerned that we are not showing up at the party?”, Kakashi asked, his question was a smart one as always. “Well, let’s just say they don’t really miss you there”, the brownhaired couldn’t keep himself from laughing at the afresh puzzled look on his Senpai’s face and explained the role Pakkun was playing in his setup.

The silverhaired listened closely and a faint smile was written all over his face. “So, you disobeyed the Hokage, for me, Tenzou”. Yamato wanted to scold Kakashi for using the wrong name all over again but he was interrupted as his Senpai leaned closer to him, his head rested on his shoulder and his arms gently placed around his hips. “Thanks. I’m glad I have you”, he whispered next to his ear, sending an amazing shower down his spine. “Senpai, before I forget it. Pakkun and I have a present for you”, he tried to escape Kakashi’s grip to get his gift but Kakashi didn’t let him, he hugged him even more, pressed his body closer to his.”No yet. I’ve got everything I need”, his breath tickled his warm skin and Yamato nodded lightly. “Happy Birthday”, he whispered and placed a kiss on Kakashi’s forehead, right below the headband, where his pale, soft skin wasn’t covered by his dark blue clothes. Soon the cold disappeared, changed into a warm feeling which heated up both of their bodies from within.

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Happy Birthday Kashi <3

I promise i will be more creative next year…