After your blissful shower, Kakashi and you had spent hours talking things over. From the demonic summoning, to how you got covered in mud in the first place. He was beyond concerned over it all. In Fact he hasn't let you lift a finger around your house.

He is now in the kitchen attempting to make something to eat as you lie in your bed, fluffed with pillows, his favorite book, which you are very intrigued to read, and a cup of coffee which looks normal enough. He has also been planning something...

"Yeah...I want it all..." Kakashi says from the kitchen. You can tell he is on the phone, but have no idea who he is talking to. Not only has he been waiting on you hand and foot he has been on the phone most of the time, either texting or making descreet calls. You're starting to feel left out...

You hear him pause for a minute.

"Hana?" He calls out from the kitchen, then curses as he drops a pot lid onto the floor.

"Yeah?" You reply.

"What's your favorite color?" He asks, grunting as he picks up the pot lid.

This is the fourth question he has asked you.

"Teal."

You reply and hear him whisper

"What the hell is that?..."

Then he quietly repeats your color of choice a few times as if he was trying to memorize it. He continues his conversation with the mystery person along with a string of yeahs and mmhmms before securing a time.

"Yeah...six thirty sounds great."

Another pause then a confirmation and he finally hangs up the phone. A few moments later he enters the room with eggs, bacon, and an assortment of fruits.

—not too shabby for someone who barely eats anything other than ramen and saury...

"Here you are." He says with poise and places the tray onto your lap.

You smile up at him and can't help but tease him.

"You even cooked the eggs!"

He places his hands on his hips proudly.

"Only the best for my girl."

You laugh and dive in. It was simply made but cooked just right and you devour it until it is gone while Kakashi putters around the house whispering things and occasionally counting things on his hands.

Meanwhile, you are one chapter into his sexy book and are utterly addicted to it.

The beginning is catchy with an action packed love at first sight. You flip the page over to the second chapter and hear the doorbell ring.

"That was fast." He says under his breath before answering it. You hear Kakashi talking to someone you don't recognize.

"In record time." He says as he whips open the door.

An older sounding man answers.

"It wasn't hard, I already had something similar....the d..."

Kakashi shushes him and you hear footsteps out the door then he shuts it. Oh he's definitely planning something. Now all you can hear are their faint voices but no words....damn.

You're really starting to wonder what the hell he is doing. What is at six thirty? What does he want all of? And who is the man at the door?

Time to find out.

As he shuts the door behind himself, he looks up to see you, arms crossed, with a suspicious look. He jumps at the sight of you and quickly pockets something.

"What are you planning?"

He shrugs it off and skirts by you.

"A lot of things.."

You barely give him enough room between the wall and you to get by.

"Excuse me." He quietly says as he makes his way into the kitchen.

You follow him in complaining that you don't like surprises and that he is full of shit.

"Just tell me what it is you're planning!"

He comes around the kitchen island ignoring you while he cleans up the havoc he created. You glare at him, watching as he picks up a pot and places it into the sink to wash along with several other culinary items.

"Kakashiiiii! Tell meeeee!"

You whine.

He chuckles to himself.

"It's nothing to worry about. We have a meeting later with our Pineapple head Kage. That's all."

And your shoulders drop at that. You were hoping it was something fun.

"What does the Pineapple head want?" You ask unimpressed.

"Oh you know...the usual..."

You curse loudly earning another chuckle.

"Let me guess...he wants to scold me on my bad behavior and attitude."

He shrugs again.

"Oh probably."

You growl.

"Well that's not going to happen! I've had enough of his crap, if anything he has the attitude! He treats me like shit you know? You think saving his daughters life would earn some kind of respect..."

Your eyes begin to water at the thought of Naruto hanging onto his accusations about you.

"Stop, Hana. None of what you're thinking is what Naruto is thinking. He just wants to talk...and maybe...he wants to say thank you for saving Himawari."

You roll your eyes skeptically.

"Yea right...I highly doubt that."

"He may surprise you."

"I hate surprises." You mutter.

"I know...but I've got some running around to do today. Why don't you take some time for yourself." He turns to you, with wet dishwater hands, and pulls a wad of cash from his pocket then throws it on the counter. "There's a salon and spa a few blocks from here, go pamper yourself, you deserve it."

Now you're suspicious all over again.

"Why? What running around do you have to do today?" You ask while replaying the painful encounter you had at that very spa before you had shown up at the gala.

He comes around to you and places both hands on your shoulders.

"Relax, Kitten. I have a few things to pick up at the store for my place especially a new TV. You know I can't live without HBO."

You begin to ease up, picturing the gigantic TV Kakashi will leave the store with. You're still unsure how he got the last one home by himself, but can only imagine it strapped to his back.

"This is true." You giggle.

He ruffles your hair and kisses your forehead then shoves the cash into your hand.

"There is enough there for hours of spa fun. And I'm sure Sakura will be down to join you too."

Suddenly his new knock off rollex alarm chimes. He checks the time and hums.

"Time for me to go. I'll text you when I'm finished."

You follow him into his room complaining the whole time.

"But .... I want to spend more time with you! I just woke up from a three day coma and you're sending me away?"

He stops at the foot of his bed. His shoulders noticeably drop and he sighs deeply.

"That's not what I'm trying to do." He turns to you and bekons you in with arms wide open. You don't hesitate to embrace him, trying with all your might to latch onto him as firmly as possible.

"I won't be long...promise."

You nuzzle into his chest groaning.

"Fiiiine...." You say with an enormous amount of tone.

He pats your head gently and thanks you.

"I will text you in a bit to check in."

You pout your bottom lip as he leaves you to go put his shoes on. You stare at him sulking while biting your lip, thinking of all the things you hate about the spa.

Finally he kisses you on the cheek before leaving you alone in your house to worry and fret about your surprise meeting and the spa.

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Now you are in the locker rooms at the spa getting dressed...when a text message comes in from kakashi. You pull your phone from your bag in your locker and slide open the text screen.

Hey 😻, can you make sure Shirou is around for this meeting?

You puff out an annoyed breath.

I guess so....

😅 thanks. Also...we will meet at the hidden leaf bridge at 630pm.

Ok....

Remember...no sassy kittens aloud. 🐱

You shake your head and finish dressing so you can get home to get ready for your meeting...

Two hours later...

You toss your phone back into your bag with a groan, rolling your eyes at Kakashi's last text. No sassy kittens aloud? The nerve. As if you had any other setting.

You finish pulling on your clothes, combing damp fingers through your hair as you try to shake off the lingering warmth of the spa. Outside, the sun's dipped low, casting a honeyed glow over the Hidden Leaf Village. You grab your things, adjust your boots, and head out, not entirely sure what Kakashi's up to—but knowing him, it's either something infuriatingly mysterious or stupidly heart-melting. Probably both.

The walk to the bridge is peaceful at first. The cicadas hum their lazy evening song, and the breeze teases loose strands of your hair. But the closer you get, the more you notice...

There's a buzz in the air.

Villagers are out—too many for an ordinary evening stroll. You catch snippets of whispers.

"Is that her?"

"She doesn't even know, does she?"

"About time Kakashi did this..."

Your brow furrows as you quicken your pace. The bridge comes into view—and so does the crowd.

The ENTIRE village seems to have gathered. Villagers, shopkeepers, shinobi, kids sitting on their parents' shoulders. Lanterns hang from the trees like fireflies frozen mid-flight. And standing in the center of it all, as cool and casual as ever, is Kakashi.

He's leaned back against the railing, hands in his pockets, like this is just another Tuesday. When he spots you, his visible eye crinkles in amusement.

"You made it. And without claws unsheathed. I'm impressed."

You glare at him, heart thudding now because—what is this?

"What is going on, Kakashi? Why is everyone—"

Before you can finish, he pushes off the railing and strides toward you. The crowd parts like water. And right behind him, you spot Tsunade herself, holding something in her hands.

Oh no.

What is this??.

"Relax," Kakashi says, low enough for only you to hear. "For once, this isn't a trap or a prank. Well... not entirely."

You blink at him, speechless for maybe the first time in your life. And that's when Tsunade steps forward, her voice strong but warm.

"Hana, you came to us as an outsider. You've trained, bled, and fought alongside our shinobi. You've proven your loyalty by rescuing Himawari—though with a lot more trouble than we're used to."

The crowd chuckles. Even Kakashi smirks.

Tsunade holds up a Hidden Leaf headband, the metal plate catching the last rays of sunset. In her other hand is a flak vest—your vest.

You don't know whether to cry or combust on the spot.

"Hana," she continues, "it's time. Welcome to the Hidden Leaf."

Your breath catches. Your knees feel a little weak. And then, of course, Kakashi leans in with that insufferable grin.

"Told you no sassy kittens allowed. But we'll make an exception... just this once."

You elbow him hard in the ribs as the headband is tied around your forehead, the weight of it both strange and perfect. The crowd erupts into cheers, clapping, whistling, even extremely vibrant confetti from somewhere (probably Naruto's doing—you spot him grinning wildly nearby).

Someone hands you the vest, and as you slip it on, Kakashi raises a brow and mutters, "Looks good on you. But don't get cocky. You're still in training."

You flash him a grin that's half tears, half triumph.

"Oh, I'm gonna be the sassiest cat this village has ever seen." You reply.

And as the sun sets over the Hidden Leaf, you stand on that bridge surrounded by your new family, feeling—for the first time in forever—like you've come home.

Kakashi clears his throat, one hand shoved in his pocket, the other lazily lifting a small sake cup someone's already shoved into it (probably Genma—he looks far too pleased with himself). The crowd quiets, all eyes on your silver-haired sensei as he gives you a sidelong glance that's equal parts pride and mischief.

"Ahem. Alright, everyone... I don't usually do speeches—mostly because they cut into my precious nap time. But tonight calls for it."

A few chuckles ripple through the crowd. Tsunade smirks behind her sake cup.

He gestures toward you with the tiniest tilt of his cup.

"To Hana. She came to us as a stranger, probably hoping to stay low, keep quiet, and avoid drawing attention—" he says, loaded with sarcasm.

You snort. The entire bridge laughs.

"—but instead, she brought enough trouble to keep even me on my toes. And that's saying something."

The villagers cheer, some raising their cups in unison.

"She's survived my training, which, frankly, should earn her a medal and free ramen for life."

(Naruto whoops loudly. "I second that!")

Kakashi's eye crinkles in that way that means he's actually feeling something, though he'd never admit it.

"To Hana—the wildest ninja the Hidden Leaf has ever adopted. May your claws stay sharp, your aim stay true, and your sensei stay patient. Because heaven knows... they're going to need it."

The crowd bursts into cheers, sake cups clink, and confetti flies again (definitely Naruto). Kakashi clinks his cup gently against yours and murmurs just for you to hear—

"Welcome home, Hana."

And as the last light fades behind the trees, you raise your own cup high, surrounded by laughter, warmth, and the unmistakable feeling that this—this is exactly where you're meant to be.