Kakashi's Apartment

"Che. Wonder if anybody's remembered that my birthday's tomorrow." Kakashi mumbled, kicking off his shoes and laying back on his bed with content. The copy-nin started humming happy birthday to himself, taking out Icha Icha Paradise and skipping to his favorite part.

The humming stopped as he started giggling, "This is what you call a book."

Kakashi heard the slight tapping and tilted his head. Someone knocking at the door? He heard it again and got up from his bed, "Naruto if it's you asking for more training I'll-" What he'd do to Nauro never came out of his mouth as he opened the door to reveal Minoushje.

He looked slightly suprised as he opened the door wider, "Ah! Minoushje-san! What can I do for you?"

"Happy Birthday, Kakashi-senpai!!" She said happily.
She held out a small present, it wasn't much but she knew that a ninja could always use new weapons. The shopkeeper told her that this was the best quality kunai he had.
She stepped inside and walked to his kitchen, this wasn't the first time she visited her senpai so she knew her way around his small apartment.
"You still love miso-soup right? Or did your taste suddenly change?"


((now I'm a day too late... oh well, I started this conversation in time...))

Kakashi's mask crinkled as he smiled at her, "No I haven't changed my taste, I am still very partial to some of you miso soup. Thank you for the present." He added, opening it to find a very good quality kunai.

He twirled it around on his finger and stashed it in one of his kunai holsters.

((>.< It's okay.))

"Aha, right. I'm busy most of the time though." He said, smiling and rubbing the back of his head sheepishly.

He followed Minoushje to the kitchen and nodded at her question, taking a spoon from one of the drawers. Dipping the spoon into the soup, he turned so that his back was facing her and slid his mask down so he could put the spoon in his mouth. He drew the mask back up and turned back to her, smiling, "It tastes wonderful."

Kakashi scratched the back of his head, thinking back to all the times he'd eaten with her, "...Maybe I AM going senile." He said, sweatdropping.

Kakashi laughed nervously, "Ah, come come now Mino-san. Jiraiya has produced great works...Though they may be a bit..." He trailed off and started again, "I blame my age." He finally said, taking out bowls and spoons and setting them on the small table he had.

Kakashi was one of the best jounin in Konoha, of course he heard =D

Kakashi nodded and ladled some soup into the bowls, handing one to her. Sitting down, he pulled down his mask and looked at her, "Give him permission to what?"

Kakashi frowned in concern, noticing that she seemed uncomfortable, "Now now, if it's involving Jiraiya, then I would want to know. I've seen him researching before..." T.T"

The spoon he had been holding clattered into the bowl. Kakashi was momentarily speechless...How could have Jiraiya known this exactly? The book had gotten very...Descriptive when it came to Aika. What's more, she was Kakashi's favorite character! Not that he was going to tell Minoushje that...

"...How does he know?! You two haven't been..." Kakashi trailed off, uncertain if he wanted to know anyways.

Kakashi gets over the initial shock of his thoughts and listens as Minoushje explains. He nods understandingly as Minoushje finishes, "That is true. With Ebisu, Jiraiya and a few other closet perverts..."