Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. If i did, Kakashi would be with Anko and unlike AsumaxKurenai, it would very subtle hints to their relationship so only people really paying attention would put two and two together and get KakaAnko.

This is for my friend ConverseManiac because a lot of my really random story ideas come from our insane conversations. :) enjoy.

It was one of the mid spring days where the sun poked through the clouds and warmed the earth and the flowers bloomed. It also happened to be the day Lady Tsunade had given most of the Jonins off. A week ago when the day was planned, the Jonins had decided to go on a picnic and get out of the village where they had been confined most of the winter.

Of course, the plans had gone downhill. Izumo and Kotetsu had gotten sick on gate duty and decided to stay home and rest. Shizune had to help Lady Tsunade on this particular Wednesday, so she couldn't go. Gai was doing some special training with Rock Lee so he was out, not that Kakashi was complaining there. Asuma and Kurenai… well they had some things to talk about…

Down to the point, there were now only three Jonins going on the picnic: Kakashi himself, Anko, and Genma. Kakashi sighed and hefted the basket onto his back. Somehow, he'd got elected as the basket carrier. He didn't really mind since he could still walk and read his Icha Icha, but the sight he saw at the gate stopped him dead in his tracks.

Quickly, he started walking again and hoped she hadn't noticed his stop. Anko was waiting by the gate with Genma. Genma was looking away from her and Kakashi didn't blame him.

Instead of her normal fishnets and trench coat, Anko was wearing a tight white shirt that faintly showed the outline of her bikini underneath and instead of her mini skirt she was wearing a pair of black shorts that hugged her legs and showed her shapely figure.

Don't tell me she's actually planning on swimming, thought Kakashi. It's a nice day but the water's sure to be freezing. Then again… Anko is a bit crazy. Kakashi stopped thinking about it when he reached the gate and received a glare from Anko.

"Your late," she said tartly.

"Sorry, I got lost on the road of life." He replied, putting no effort into lying to her. Of all people, she knew him best.

"Let's just go." With that, she led the way through the gate.

Genma smiled apologetically at Kakashi, but other than that they exchanged no words. It was a 20 minuet walk to reach the lakeshore. However, it didn't go smoothly. About 5 minuets in, Genma tripped over a tree root.

Kakashi offered him a hand and helped him up. Genma winced as he put weight on his left ankle. "You ok?" Kakashi asked.

Genma shook his head. "My ankle's twisted if not sprained."

Anko looked disappointed. "I guess we'll have to call off our trip to the lake."

Seeing the look on her face Genma quickly objected. Everyone knew how Anko was if she was confined to the village to long. "No, no, you two can go without me. I'll get back to the village somehow."

Kakashi looked at Anko. "Wait here. We're close enough that I can poof there and back." He took the basket off his back and helped Genma back to his feet. With some quick hand jesters, both he and Genma were in front of the hospital. He walked Genma in and sat him in a chair where he could wait to have his ankle looked at.

Before Kakashi left, Genma smiled sadly at him. "I'm sorry to leave you alone with her man."

Kakashi shrugged. "I'm on a team with Naruto and Sakura. I'll live. Besides, it's better me than you." Secretly, Genma agreed. Then he poofed back to where a slightly impatient Anko was waiting.

"Well let's go already!" she snapped.

Kakashi groaned inwardly. "Ok ok, just let me get the food." He lifted the basket back onto his back and they continued walking. Kakashi decided it was best not to read Icha Icha and risk tripping as well. Anko would murder him if he fell as well and the trip was called off.

The rest of the walk pasted in silence. When the emerged at the lake, Kakashi quickly opened the basket and pulled out a large towel and umbrella. He set them up and sat under the umbrella, pulling out his Icha Icha.

"Not that book again Kakashi." He may have been her best friend, but she didn't see why he liked that series so much. She had tried reading one once and found it rather dull.

"Huh?" Kakashi peeked over the top of his book just in time to see Anko stretching her arms out and arching her back in the sun.

"Gawd, it feels so good to be in the sunlight," she purred.

She's so feline, Kakashi thought. He had noticed this at multiple points in the past, but he'd never thought she looked more like a cat than she did now. Kakashi blushed behind the mask when an image of Anko with ears and a tail flashed into his mind. He shook is head. He shouldn't be thinking about his best friend like this.

Kakashi put his book down. For a spring day it was unusually hot, Kakashi was sweating under hid simple black shirt and tan shorts. With a sigh, he pulled his shirt over his head, glad he hadn't worn one of his shirts where the mask was attached.

What he missed as he was rummaging in the basket for some sunscreen, was Anko looking at how finely sculpted his muscles were. She shivered and looked away. "Hey Kakashi?" she asked nervously.

"Yeah?" He was a bit startled at the sight of her in a bikini. He felt his eyes drifting over her curves by their own accord.

Blushing slightly, she asked, "Um do you think you could… do my back for me…"

Under his mask, Kakashi blushed as well. "Sure Anko, anything for my best friend." At the look in her eye he said, "Anything within reason and asking me to take off the mask isn't within reason."

"Aww," she pouted as he walked over to her. He pinched her cheeks. "Hey!"

Kakashi chuckled. "You deserved it."

"What for?" she asked playfully.

"I'm not putting your sunscreen on for free." He smiled.

She shoved him lightly. "You're such a perv!"

"I know, you know, the whole world knows," he replied.

She chuckled and turned her back to him. "Now if you wouldn't mind Kakashi."

He squeezed some sunscreen into his hand and began rubbing it into Anko's back and shoulders. She shivered a bit as she felt his hands running over her lower back. "Is the sunscreen cold?" he asked.

"A bit," she lied. Kakashi wasn't convinced, but he let it slide. "Need help with yours?" she asked.

"Nope. I had a shadow clone do it before I left."

"Ok." She hid her disappointment. "I'm going to swim now."

"I'll call you when it's lunch time." He said and made to go back and sit on the large beach towel.

Her hands grabbed his arm. "Just where do you think you're going?" she asked sternly.

"Where does it look like? To read my book." He wondered, not for the first time, what on earth was going on through her mind.

She pulled him in the opposite direction, towards the water. "Oh no you don't, you're coming swimming with me." She grinned evilly. "Now be a good boy and come on."

He tried to pull his arm out of her grasp to no avail. "Anko, let me go. I don't want to go swimming." She wasn't listening. "Anko, if you get me wet, you're going to regret it."

"Kakashi, I think I'll regret it even more if you don't swim with me." She pulled him into the surf until they stood knee deep. "I'll let you go if you take your mask off."

Slowly, he reached his free arm up to his face. Behind the mask he smirked. "JUST KIDDING!" he yelled as he tackled her, sending them both into the water. Anko lost her grip on his arm. She stood up coughing.

"You jerk!" She shoved his head back under the two foot water and held it there.

Trying to break free, Kakashi waved his arms madly and kicked his legs. Said leg kicked Anko, sending her tumbling down into the water next to him. Meanwhile, Kakashi managed to get his head above water and took some long, deep breaths.

"Why you!" yelled Anko when she got her balance back and stood up. By the time that happened, Kakashi was already swimming out deeper.

"Catch me if you can!" He dove under the water and swan further out. He knew as well as she did that she couldn't resist the challenge.

She ran further into the water and dove in, swimming after Kakashi. "You can't escape me!" She had almost reached Kakashi when he swam under the water. Drat, she though. This water's so dark I'll have to wait for him to come up before I can... "AHHH!" Anko screamed as Kakashi came up under her. For a second she was sitting on his shoulders, that is, until he let go of her legs and flipped her backwards.

Anko fell headfirst into the water. As she struggled to right herself and get back to the surface, she felt her foot make contact with Kakashi's back. Next thing she knew, she could breath for one and Kakashi's arms had entwined around her's and were pulling them back so she couldn't use them.

"Anko," he quietly spoke into her ear. "Kicking isn't nice."

Anko ignored the shiver that his warm breath on her ear had sent down her back. She wasn't suppose to feel this way about her best friend and the first jonin to accept her again after Orochimaru had abandoned her. "It's not like I kicked you on purpose!"

"Didn't you?"

"No I didn't! After you dumped me backwards into the water I was trying to get back up!" She started coughing severely.

"Anko?" Kakashi released her arms when she kept coughing and turned her so she faced him. "Anko what's wrong?"

Through the coughing she managed to say, "I swallowed too much water."

Sighing Kakashi began swimming them both back to shore. "I think we're done swimming for today."

Her coughing finally stopped enough so she could swim herself. When they were standing waist deep in water she glared at him. "This is all your fault."

"Wha?" Before the question was even out, he had his answer in a splash of water to his face. He coughed a few timed before he glared at Anko.

"Now, our swimming is over." She turned and walked to shore and grabbed a towel from the basket. Kakashi followed suit and after they both had sufficiently dried off, they sat on the beach towel and Kakashi unpacked their lunch: sandwiches, apples, lemonade, water, and of course, some chocolate for desert.

Both ate quietly, stealing glances at the other while they weren't paying attention. Anko, for once, decided to leave the chocolate for later. From her bag, she pulled out a comb. "Ugh my hair's going to take forever to dry," she complained. Reaching up, she pulled out the elastic that held her messy ponytail. Her wet hair fell down past her shoulders, her face still framed by her bangs.

Thunder boomed in the distance. "It might take even longer if we don't get a shelter," said. Anko nodded her agreement. "This would be the perfect time to copy that jutsu." Forming hand seals, Wood sprang up around Anko and their umbrella, forming a small, two room hut. There was no door, but the roof extended an extra 4 feet to allow one to stand under it and look around outside.

Anko was a bit impressed. "Who'd you copy that move from?"

"Yamato. One day he was helping me train Naruto, so I copied it. It's actually quite useful in these situations. If you want to change, you can go in the other room."

Anko nodded and grabbed her bag. Once in the other room, she took her bathing suit off and thoroughly dried herself, except for her hair. She pulled on her cloths and then rejoined Kakashi in the larger of the two rooms. Using a towel, she continued to dry her hair to the best of her abilities.

Kakashi then took his turn changing. While she was gone, Anko looked around the small hut. She noticed there was an odd impression in the ceiling. When Kakashi came back she asked him what it was.

"Oh." Kakashi smiled. "It's my own add on. It's a hole in the roof. It's covered by a larger circle above it, leaving a 5 inch gap and its sloping downward slightly on all sides so no water gets in."

"What's it for?" Anko was still a bit confused.

"It's so we can start a fire. The smoke floats up through the opening and the air in here stays fresh."

"Oh. That's smart, for you anyways."

He chuckled and grabbed her arm. "Come on. It's only mid spring so it's going to get cold. We need firewood."

"Ok, Ok, let go I'm coming!" She followed him outside and helped him as he started collecting firewood. Anko and Kakashi collected enough wood to keep them through the night and into the next day if the thunder and rain didn't let up.

With a grunt, Kakashi placed the last pile of wood in the middle of the hut. "Now, we just need some stones to line the fire pit."

Anko nodded and went outside. Looking up at the sky, she knew it wouldn't be long before the rain began. Quickly, she gathered flat, smooth rocks, as well as large ones and brought them to Kakashi who had dug a hole in the sand and was lining it with said rocks.

Just as the rain began to come down, Kakashi struck the flint and a small fire came to life. He continued to tend to it as Anko watched until it was a sufficient size. "And now we wait," said Anko dryly.

Kakashi nodded. "There isn't much else we can do. We're to far away for me to poof us back and we can't go out while it's thundering and there's lightning."

Anko, who had a knack for being prepared for everything, pulled some rope from her bag and strung it across the hut.

"What's that for?" Kakashi asked.

"Our towels," she answered as she hung them over the line. "If it gets colder we can use them to stay warm, but they won't work very well if they're wet." She also hung their wet bathing suits on it.

They sat on opposite ends of the beach towel, each looking at the fire and thinking their own thoughts.

"Kakashi?" Anko finally broke the silence that had lingered in the hut.

"Yeah?"

"Do you miss them?"

"Miss who?"

"Naruto, Sasuke, and Sakura."

Kakashi thought for a second. "Yeah, I do. I see Sakura every once in a while when I'm getting a mission or she's on an errand for the Hokage. Every few months Naruto sends me a letter from wherever he and Jiraiya happen to be, telling me all about his training."

"What about Sasuke?" She turned to find his face sad.

"It hurts," he finally said. "It hurts that he left to train with Orochimaru."

Anko got up and went over to him. She put a hand on his shoulder. "We all hurt at one point or another. Orochimaru just seems to be the cause of most of the hurt in the world."

"Yeah, it does seem that way." They grew quiet. After a few minuets Anko removed her hand and sat down, this time next to Kakashi. "Why do you like scaring little kids Anko?" It was a question totally out of the blue, but somehow Kakashi had always wondered about it.

She smiled at him. "I'm good at mental torture, not as good as Ibiki, but I'm good. Why little kids? Well it's not exactly that I like torturing them, it's more that when they see me, when they're scared, when it's all said and done, they come out of it stronger, and they appreciate the good times even more."

"I never thought about it that way."

Anko grinned. "Most people don't which is why I'm the Crazy Proctor Woman of Konoha."

He smiled at her. "At least you earned your title alone, without help."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm famous just because I can use the sharingan. People never stop and think about the person who gave it to me. That's why I'm always late… I go to the memorial stone to thank him and time always runs away from me."

Anko felt touched that he had shared this information with her, even if they were best friends. "Ow!" Kakashi's yell startled her out of her thoughts.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

He held his hand close to the fire. "A splinter, and a long and deep one at that." He tried to figure out how to remove it.

"Hold on," Anko said. She rummaged in her pack and pulled out a small first aid kit.

"Do you have everything in there?" Kakashi asked as she took out a pair of tweezers.

"No." She took his hand and examined the splinter. "I just have what I need plus a few things to be ready in case something like this happens."

I'll sure say, Kakashi thought as Anko gently used the tweezers to pull the splinter out.

"Well you were right, it was long." She held up the tweezers and in them was a splinter of wood about ¾ an inch long. "It's a good thing this didn't go any…" She trailed off. A drop of blood formed at the opening she had pulled the splinter out of. Blood-lust filled her mind. Slowly, she raised Kakashi's palm to let hand and licked it off.

Kakashi watched, frozen as she licked his blood from his hand. With the blood gone, the blood-lust left Anko and her mind returned to normal, well as normal as Anko can get. She blushed slightly and dropped Kakashi's hand. "Sorry Kakashi." She sat down, her back to him so he couldn't see that her face was turning red.

He smiled behind his mask. Anko was so different when she was with him, just him. She opened up and he saw beneath her hyperactive, dangerous self and he saw the caring person she really was.

"Anko?"

"Hmm?" Her mind was elsewhere.

"If you could do anything in the world what would it be?"

"I'd take off your mask," she said without thinking.

"Why?"

"So I could see your face again."

"Again?" He was confused. "You've already seen it?"

Her mind was still elsewhere, but she nodded. "It was when we were kids, before Orochimaru took me. For the longest time I couldn't remember, but when I went on that mission with Naruto, my memories finally returned. That one memory has always been a bit unclear to me."

"What would you do to see it again?"

"Anything." Once the word left her mouth Anko's mind went spinning back to reality. What did I just say?! she thought angrily. Part of her wondered what Kakashi would say, the other part was beating herself up for even saying it.

Kakashi grinned. "Anthing?" he repeated.

Anko didn't move. The horror of what she said was just setting in. Then, she felt Kakashi move behind her. One of his arms snaked around her shoulders, pulling her back to his chest. The other snaked around her waist and clutched her right wrist, presenting her arms from moving.

"Anything?" he whispered in her ear. For the second time that day, his warm breath sent shivers down her spine. Hesitantly, she nodded slightly. "Anko," was it just her or was his voice sounding a bit husky? "Would you give me a kiss? Same as you did all those years ago?"

Anko blushed again. A kiss, if I give him a kiss I can see his face… I'll make it a kiss he'll never forget, she thought. "Yes," she said adding a shy note to her voice.

Inside Kakashi's mind, two things were happening. One, he was jumping up and down, Anko was going to kiss him! Two he was wondering what would happen when she kissed him. He released her arms slowly.

She turned around. Slowly, her hands went to his mask. He placed his on hers, and slowly they pulled the mask down. Anko blinked in surprise. Kakashi was even more gorgeous than she remembered. Then again, she had been 13 the last time she saw his face. "Um, wow," she said.

Kakashi grinned. "That's what they all say."

"You've let other people she you're face?" she asked, more than a bit shocked.

"No, but it's what they would say." She smacked him lightly on the head. "What was that for?" he complained.

"For simply being you."

He chuckled. "I guess I deserved that. Now aren't you forgetting something?"

"What?"

"You know very well what. I let you see my face, now you owe me something in return."

Grinning she moved towards him, not just her face, but her entire body. Kakashi's mind backtracked and he started leaning back. She kept creeping forward and pretty soon Kakashi was completely on his back, wondering how the heck he let himself get into this situation.

Anko was grinning inwardly. She had Kakashi right where she wanted him. Her legs straddled his hips, her hands were on either side of his head, and her face was inches from his. Then she noticed something, something she'd never though about anyone else. Kakashi's lips looked so warm, so soft; in fact she almost wanted to kiss him.

Lets get this over with, she thought and she leaned down. Gently, lightly she pressed her lips to his, barely caressing them. Then she drew back slightly, only to press her cheek against his as strands of her bangs fell across his face. Her lips were millimeters away from his ear. She did to him what he had done to her twice that day.

Her warm breath on his ear sent a shiver of desire down Kakashi's spine. "Ka-ka-shi," she breathed, separating and elongating each syllable. Then she moved her head back and gazed into his eyes. His hand reached up and tucked the stray stands behind her ear. She smiled at him before closing her eyes, and pressing her slightly parted lips down onto his.

A/N: So yeah… I don't know if I'll continue it… please review and tell me what you think. Continue? Leave as one-shot? Constructive criticism would be helpful.