Iruka realised suddenly that although he was disappointed at the thought of not many children being at the school, he wasn't as sad as he thought he'd be. "I'll miss working with kids," he said, "it's a bit of a shame. Maybe working with adults will be just as rewarding.. a new experience." He looked cheekily at Kakashi and added, "Although it's not that new - working in the missions room was like looking after a bunch of pissy, hyperactive three-year-olds with access to sharp pointy things. I can't count the amount of times I've had to yell to break up a fight between a couple of jounin or chuunin over something petty like pushing in line."
He shook his head absently as they walked, zoning out a little. He wasn't really thinking about the missions room, although he still felt like he was going to wake up from this vivid and nonsensical dream and have to go to work. He was thinking that Kakashi hadn't pulled away. The side of his hand tingled. It was where his skin had brushed Kakashi's, and he curled his hand into a fist as if to
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Iruka's reaction to the bookstore hadn't escaped Kakashi's notice and made it much easier to decide where they should go next. A wand was more important at the moment, and there was no telling how long it may take to find a suitable match, so it was best to get it done first
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Iruka rolled his eyes when Kakashi confirmed that he'd gotten his wand easier than Iruka, but sat up and paid attention when Kakashi recommended to the woman that he took a dual-core wand. He looked to Kakashi curiously as the witch warned him to be careful and his eyes narrowed a little at Kakashi's embarassment. He took the wand and lifted his hand in preparation to wave it. "Why're you acting like that? What happened to you when you
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The great clatter of things shifting and something shattering was only mildly startling to Kakashi, who had fully expected something along those lines, and he tried, and failed, to hold back his laughter. His own first few attempts had been similarly destructive, but Madam Owlthwaite hadn't accepted any compensation for it, instead repairing the damage herself with a few wand flicks. It had been an impressive display of magic to someone as new to it as Kakashi had been, and her kindness made him glad he could bring her more business now.
The blue silk streaming from the wand in Iruka's hand, now that was startling--Kakashi watched with fascination, nearly as certain as Iruka that a wand had finally chosen him. Why that one, he wondered. Just exactly the right wood and core combination, presumably, but it seemed like it might be more than that
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>> I pushed enter and it posted too soon TWICE! Iruka'll get back to that gold, by the way.scarysenseiAugust 18 2010, 20:49:26 UTC
Iruka was focused on his new wand, but not so much that he didn't notice the ridiculous amount of gold Kakashi gave to the woman without even a glance at Iruka.
"Freeloading- I would never-" he spluttered Kakashi steered him out of the shop, saying something to Madam Owlthwaite about Iruka being a hopeless case. He barely had time to call a goodbye over his shoulder before they were outside and Kakashi was telling him about the shops of the town.
"I'd like to eat first," he said distractedly, reaching into his pocket and getting the forgotten apple and milk. The apple was battered beyond edibility, the red skin broken and bruised by a scroll, and as Iruka lifted the little carton of milk, a little spilled from the cap, which had come loose. It landed on his trousers and he sighed. "Typical. I'll just bin these." He did so. "But you know," he turned to Kakashi excitedly, "this is a good opportunity. Can you teach me a spell to clean it? Or would that take too long? I am hungry, so if it'll take ages then we can just go and eat first
Kakashi nodded. "These are easy," he replied, producing his wand from wherever he kept it. "Scourgify is an all-purpose cleaning spell." He demonstrated the proper wand movements for it. "Tergeo is a little more specialised--it's to siphon material from a surface. In this case, milk from your pants," he said with a chuckle, then demonstrated the wand movements for that spell as well. "Just aim your wand and make the correct movement while saying the spell, and concentrating on what you want to happen... and it should happen.
"The most effective wand strokes are precise, fluid ones. Be careful not to do anything too dramatic, or you might lose your pants altogether," he added in a tone that suggested that might not necessarily be a bad thing, and stood back a little to observe Iruka's attempt.
I didn't even get this comment in my inbox! D: WTF lj.scarysenseiAugust 23 2010, 17:18:48 UTC
Iruka's expression of concentration might have been a little too intense as he watched Kakashi demonstrate the movements, but when Kakashi said he'd lose his trousers if he messed up, he was glad he'd focused so hard. Pointing his wand at the stain (and trying to ignore the fact that Kakashi had sounded rather flirtatious when he'd said that about Iruka's trousers), he flicked the wand and tried to visualise how it had looked when Kakashi had done this to him yesterday. The milk moved out of the fabric in a trickle and Iruka flicked it to the ground.
"That felt amazing," he said, grinning. "Does it always feel so amazing when you do magic, or does the novelty wear off eventually?"
He shook his head absently as they walked, zoning out a little. He wasn't really thinking about the missions room, although he still felt like he was going to wake up from this vivid and nonsensical dream and have to go to work. He was thinking that Kakashi hadn't pulled away. The side of his hand tingled. It was where his skin had brushed Kakashi's, and he curled his hand into a fist as if to ( ... )
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The blue silk streaming from the wand in Iruka's hand, now that was startling--Kakashi watched with fascination, nearly as certain as Iruka that a wand had finally chosen him. Why that one, he wondered. Just exactly the right wood and core combination, presumably, but it seemed like it might be more than that ( ... )
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"Freeloading- I would never-" he spluttered Kakashi steered him out of the shop, saying something to Madam Owlthwaite about Iruka being a hopeless case. He barely had time to call a goodbye over his shoulder before they were outside and Kakashi was telling him about the shops of the town.
"I'd like to eat first," he said distractedly, reaching into his pocket and getting the forgotten apple and milk. The apple was battered beyond edibility, the red skin broken and bruised by a scroll, and as Iruka lifted the little carton of milk, a little spilled from the cap, which had come loose. It landed on his trousers and he sighed. "Typical. I'll just bin these." He did so. "But you know," he turned to Kakashi excitedly, "this is a good opportunity. Can you teach me a spell to clean it? Or would that take too long? I am hungry, so if it'll take ages then we can just go and eat first
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"The most effective wand strokes are precise, fluid ones. Be careful not to do anything too dramatic, or you might lose your pants altogether," he added in a tone that suggested that might not necessarily be a bad thing, and stood back a little to observe Iruka's attempt.
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"That felt amazing," he said, grinning. "Does it always feel so amazing when you do magic, or does the novelty wear off eventually?"
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