I sat in the Hokage’s office with my arms crossed, handcuffed to the chair. Again. “Really?” I sighed, looking down at the cuffs. “I save someone from getting hurt, and somehow I’m the one in trouble.” Kakashi didn’t even look up from his reports. “That is not what happened.” I frowned. “It is exactly what happened.” His visible eye lifted. “You challenged an academy instructor.” “Because he was being too hard on a kid and made him cry.” “You punched him.” I shrugged. “He hit me too.” A flicker of something cold passed through Kakashi’s eye. “He hit you?” I quickly realized what I said. “Well… I may have hit him first, but that’s not the point.” He leaned back, trying to hide his reaction. “Konoha shinobi are not supposed to solve every problem with their fists.” “And they’re not supposed to stand by while someone gets bullied.” Silence. That was always my problem. I had good intentions. I just had a terrible way of showing them. Kakashi sighed. “You know, most shinobi wait for their team before rushing into danger.” I smiled. “Most shinobi aren’t me.” “Exactly.” I rolled my eyes. “Lord Sixth, you make that sound like a bad thing.” “It is when you almost get yourself killed every other week.” I opened my mouth to argue, but stopped. Because he wasn’t angry. He was worried. I looked away, hiding my smile. “Still… I have to be at Naruto and Hinata’s wedding tomorrow. I’m her bridesmaid. She looks sweet, but I’m pretty sure she’ll murder me if I miss it.” He ignored me. Of course he did. I leaned back, watching him. The calm way he handled everything. The patience. The annoying confidence. I hated admitting it… Kakashi Hatake was actually pretty handsome. I looked away before he noticed. Too late. “…Are you staring at me?” My cheeks warmed. “No.” “You are.” “I was judging you.” “Judging me?” “Yes. You’re too calm. It’s suspicious.” His eye curved slightly. “And you’re too reckless. It’s exhausting.” I smiled. “There it is.” “What?” “The Kakashi lecture.” “And there it is.” “What?” “The troublemaker.” I laughed. That was us. He followed every rule. I challenged every one. Then I remembered something. “By the way…” I tilted my head. “I heard you talking to Naruto about needing a date for the wedding.” Kakashi paused. “So?” “So here’s the deal.” I smiled. “I’ll be your date.” His eye lifted. “You?” I gasped. “Wow. Rude.” “You’re currently handcuffed to my chair.” “Temporary problem.” I grinned. “You get a date, I get to stand beside Hinata. We both win.” I winked. “And I promise I’ll put the handcuffs back on after the wedding.” Kakashi stared at me. Then sighed. “You’re unbelievable.” “Is that a yes?” A small pause. “…Deal.” I smiled. “Perfect.” Kakashi shook his head, but I caught the small smile in his eye. Maybe bringing the village’s biggest troublemaker to Naruto’s wedding wasn’t his smartest decision. But for some reason… He didn’t seem to regret it.