Falling for my Sensei ?? Kakashi Hatake x OC

Songs: The 2nd part of this chapter (Running scene/Balcony scene) I listened to some of these:
-Waves by Dean Lewis
-Outnumbered by Dermot Kennedy
-Pluto Projector by Rex Orange County (One of my fav's)
-Us by James Bay (also a fav)
-The Night We Met by Lord Huron
-The Scientist by Coldplay

"What about something like this?"

Emiko holds up a tiny red dress that looks like it would barely fit up one of my thighs.

I giggle at the revealing garment.

"Maybe something a little less... small?"

She laughs as well putting the red dress back onto the clothing rack.

"Your birthday is tomorrow Ari. We have to find something that you can wear."

I let out a loud sigh. We've been shopping since noon and from the way my stomach is growling at me, it's almost time for dinner.

I flip through the racks of clothes without even actually looking at what's on them. My mind has been elsewhere this entire week.

I've been too busy wondering what the fuck is going on with Kakashi.

Every night since Sunday he's come home acting strange and then goes straight to the office where he stays until at least one in the morning.

At this point he has to be annoyed with the amount of times he's had to explain to me that he's alright.

But my gut tells me he's not.

"Are you okay Ari? You've seemed off today." Emiko stops searching the clothes and looks at me with worry etched on her face.

"Can you tell when Asuma is lying to you?"

"Absolutely." She says without skipping a beat.

"Why? Do you think Kakashi is lying to you about something?" She goes back to slowly flipping through the rack again but waits for me to respond.

"I have no fucking idea and it's driving me crazy." I huff.

She tilts her head slightly. "What do you mean?"

"You won't repeat this to Asuma, right?"

She shakes her head quickly.

"Definitely not. Girl code." She smiles at me and I can't help but chuckle.

"Sunday he had a meeting with Lady Fifth. When he met up with us, he had this folder with this huge stack of papers in it."

I stop to admire a royal blue romper but decide to move on.

"Anyway, he came back more stressed out than I've ever seen him. And that night, when I went into the office to check on him, I tried to look in the folder." She nods her head, waiting for me to continue.

"He slammed it closed so that I couldn't see. And then put the folder into a locked drawer."

She twists her face into a disappointed frown.

"I dropped it that night because I didn't want to push him further. But every night since then he comes home, talks to me for a few minutes and disappears into the office. And then, when I go into the office to check on him, he closes that damn folder or covers up whatever hes reading."

She pulls out a plum colored blouse and holds it up to match it with the dark high waisted jeans she picked out for herself.

"That's super cute." I say, getting sidetracked.