Post by kakashihatake on Oct 11, 2014 4:36:46 GMT
Kakashi was, surprisingly, the first one to show up at the small sushi restaurant. It was on the corner of street, unnoticeable at first glance in the hustle and bustle of the marketplace. How Hayate had nosed this place out was unknown to Kakashi but the tokujou had insisted this was the best place for a sushi meal; Kakashi would just have to take the brunet at his word. The real surprise was that Kakashi had even showed up in the first place. Was he really going to pay for Hayate's sushi meal? Probably not. He would try his hardest to weasel out of it by the end of the dinner--it was a classic calling card for the silver haired jounin.
He waited patiently in the cramped lobby of the restaurant, one hand in his pocket, and the other holding his precious Icha Icha as he read it shamelessly in public. The book had signs of wear and tear from over the years. He could probably recite the whole thing from memory if he really tried. Even so, he never tired of it and continued to stick his nose in it. He hadn't changed out of his regular work attire; this wasn't a date, was it? Of course not. So why not just be himself?
Where was Hayate anyway? It wasn't like him to be late. Kakashi was usually the one who was late.
He waited patiently in the cramped lobby of the restaurant, one hand in his pocket, and the other holding his precious Icha Icha as he read it shamelessly in public. The book had signs of wear and tear from over the years. He could probably recite the whole thing from memory if he really tried. Even so, he never tired of it and continued to stick his nose in it. He hadn't changed out of his regular work attire; this wasn't a date, was it? Of course not. So why not just be himself?
Where was Hayate anyway? It wasn't like him to be late. Kakashi was usually the one who was late.