“Ah,” Iruka says mysteriously, and then eyes the three new chuunin. “We were just telling the kids what’s under Kakashi’s mask,” Anko butts in brightly. “I have a private life outside of the academy, Ino,” he says dryly. “Iruka-sensei,” and the other shinobi laugh at the way she sounds absolutely scandalized. He slides into the table a moment later, Ino giving a funny little twitch when he does. Iruka spies them and gives them a bright grin, holding up a finger to the bartender and managing to catch the beer they slide over at lightning speed the way only a shinobi can. The general noise and rabble rousing ticks higher for a brief moment when the door opens, and Genma shouts a, “Hey, Iruka-sensei!” across the bar. “He’s just ugly.”Īnko and Genma shout with laughter at that, and Ino and Chouji seem only a little shocked at this disparagement of the man who is widely considered to be in next in line for the hokage seat. The smoke rises to further stain the ceiling yellow.
#Kakashi face reveal full#
“You’re all full of shit,” Asuma says around his cigarette. “And now there’s nothing but bare bone and shiny teeth and scar tissue-” Anko says with relish. “That’s disgusting,” Shikamaru says flatly. “The Mist nin goes for him, tears open the acid sack of the Uso frog with his teeth, because Kakashi had broken all his fingers and both arms- and spits the acid at him, right at his face, killing himself in the process as the Mist nin’s esophagus burns and sizzles into rot- ” He was set upon by a Mist nin, three times his age but still no match for Kakashi of the Sharingan- but he was young, and didn’t expect the Mist nin to commit suicide, just to get him.” “He was in Mist territory under the strictest of secrecy- he either came back, or he didn’t. Ino’s too good to give anything away, and Shikamaru just looks vaguely bored. “What actually happened, is that he was on a solo S-rank mission, back when he had just made jounin- at nine.” she relishes the startled look of Chouji. “What actually happened,” Anko butts in, her eyes glowing a little too wildly. “Just a gaping hole in the middle of his face- and just because you’ve never heard of it-” “It’s a henge,” Genma says, annoyed at having his tale disproved so far. “There’s no such thing as an S+ mission,” Shikamaru says. They were always very very sure about their information. “No way that’s true,” Ino says with the certainty of a Yamanaka. “Already near death and chakra depleted, he barely manages to lean back- but too late! The missing nin had been wearing clawed gloves- special ANBU issue, because this was the blackest of missions, S+- and with the last of his strength, ripped the nose off his face.” Genma sat back, the senbon sticking nearly straight up in his satisfaction. His senbon dangles precipitously from his mouth. “And then, with a final burst of dying energy, the missing nin took a swing at his face,” Genma says, leering at the new chuunin in front of him.
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