Dec 07, 2008 21:30
In spite of his threats, Iruka was surprised to see Kakashi waiting for him outside the academy. The copy-nin did shoot him some odd looks over his ever-present book, but didn’t say a word as Iruka led him to the teacher’s lounge. There were several teachers there and Iruka cheerfully greeted them all, politely introducing Kakashi, who barely looked up from his book to nod at them.
But as they left the lounge, Iruka deftly snatched the book from Kakashi’s hands. “You can have this back after the children’s party today. I’m not going to have you reading this in front of pre-genin.” Iruka smirked at him and tucked the book into a pocket on the inside lining of his vest.
“Besides, there are much better authors in this genre than Jiraiya. You should branch out more.” He said cheerfully over his shoulder as he opened the door to the class room, leaving Kakashi to stare at him in open-mouthed shock.
Iruka hid a smirk at the look in the jounin’s visible eye. Maybe that will teach Kakashi not to underestimate me again.
Iruka grinned and turned to the copy ninja. “We have less than an hour before the kids get here. I’m supposed to help coordinate the food. Can you do me a favor?”
Iruka searched out the right key and tossed it to the jounin. "This is for the storage room up on the third floor. All the kid’s presents… except the ones from their secret Santa’s… are stored there. They are already wrapped and labeled, so all you have to do is take them to the person playing Santa. He’ll be waiting for you in the dojo, where he’s getting ready.”
He bodily turned Kakashi around and gave him a push out the door. “At least you don’t have to be here for roll call. Scat.”
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Kakashi scowled as he lugged the huge bag of presents down two flights of stairs, but at least he didn’t have to deal with those children. Yet, a portion of his mind sourly reminded him. He found the dojo and hauled the bag inside. He stopped dead.
Why in the hell was he playing Santa Claus? Why? If there was ever proof that the universe at large hated him, it was standing there in its skivvies.
Kakashi turned away with a sick feeling in his stomach and the wish to rip his own eye right out of his head.
And worse, why was even his underwear green?
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