'You can't have him'
“You are the one who knows everything there is to know, about everyone in this village.” It isn’t a question. It is a statement. Made by the Hatake Kakashi, standing right next to him. Leaning against the counter of the kitchenette, holding his orange porn book in one hand, while hiding his other in the pocket of his vest.
He looks aloof, like always. Non lethal. It’s a disguise. A distraction. Like his words are a distraction from what he actually wants to say.
Ibiki grunts and brings his coffee to his lips, drinking a sip, not thinking about how the liquid is actually a tad to hot, still, to go down his throat. He swallows, and turns his eyes towards the man besides him. “About which Shinobi do you need information?” he asks.
Hatake-san snorts. “Shouldn’t you actually already know that, if you were that good?” He closes his book and tucks it away. His free hand moves into his other pocket.
Ibiki rolls his shoulders back, not wanting to feel it, but he knows the Copy nin got him there.
“You and I, we are not normal Shinobi,” Hatake-san says. Still, not a question. A statement. Again. The Copy nin is nervous.
“There is no definition for normal Shinobi,” Ibiki states. He frowns and thinks about it. But his mind remains clear. There really is no definition for a normal Shinobi. One person comes to mind, yes, but is he even normal? He is a desk worker, and a teacher, and he is good at what he does, but he is actually to bright and warm to be a Shinobi for real. Umino Iruka.
“You can’t have him.” Hatake-san glares at him, sideways. He narrows his single, visible eye.
Ibiki stares back, with both eyes. He blinks, a few times, before lifting his cup and taking another sip of his coffee. It gives him time to think about what Hatake-san just said. ‘You can’t have him’, the man stated. Who? No idea. Hatake-san is one of the strangest Shinobi around. The man is probably right, because, even if Ibiki wants a person, has interest in somebody, that person might not be interested back. Because, Ibiki is scarred. And, well, lets face it, scary, very scary for most.
“Doesn’t mean I have to give up trying.” Ibiki takes another sip. Even if he doesn’t quite understand who they are talking about, it is fun to rile the Copy nin up.
“I want you to give up trying,” Hatake-san says. He straightens his back, making himself appear less sloughed. More deadly.
Ibiki blinks. Riling the Copy nin up is fun. Very fun. Exciting even. Very exciting. He feels the blood flowing in his veins. Something he hasn’t felt in years.
“No,” Ibiki says. He narrows his eyes, for good measure. He straightens his own back, towering above Hatake-san, using his own length to the fullest. “I will not.” He bends his head, looking down at the Copy nin. “I have as much right as the next person. Even if the next person is you.”
Hatake-san growls. “You have to give up. You are not going to win this. I will win this. I will win his heart and you will be hurt.” Both of his hands are out of their respective pockets. Balled into fists. Trembling a bit.
Ibiki tilts his head to one side, wondering why Hatake-san is showing so much emotion for. Wasn’t the man in ANBU? “Are you worried about me getting hurt? That is sweet of you.” He smiles.
Hatake-san’s chakra spikes. Just a bit. Enough to gather attention from the others present in the mission room. He is really agitated at the moment. For a brief moment Ibiki wonders if the Copy nin is under the influence of some sort of jutsu. That is, until a certain Chuunin walks into the mission office.
Ibiki notices Umino Iruka walking, straight to his desk. He sees him from the corner of his eye. But he also notices how Hatake-san instantly relaxes. How the Copy nin moves into his usual slough, minimizing himself.
“I have to deliver a report,” Hatake-san says. He snorts, narrows his eyes at Ibiki one last time and moves to the line in front of Umino-san’s desk.
Ibiki blinks. And stares. He frowns and drinks from his coffee.
Umino-san notices his stare, apparently. He smiles big, at Ibiki, before turning his attention to the first Shinobi in his line.
Ibiki turns around, downing the last of his coffee and biting his bottom lip. From the looks of it, Hatake-san has a crush on Umino-san. And, apparently, the Copy nin thinks Ibiki is a rival in love.