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"I don't know Iru. It was just something about the way she looked at me and spoke to him."
Iruka slips another spoonful of baby food into Keke's mouth, wiping it up with a napkin after.
"Are you sure you're not over exaggerating?" He coos softly at the baby, making her smile although he's addressing me.
I walk over to the table and put Amiyah's sippy cup next to her plate.
"Here you go sweetie."
I pull a chair out from across Iru and sit myself down into it.
"I'm telling you. It was the vibe that I got."
I touch my phone screen seeing that it's almost 9 pm. They'll be stopping at their hotel within the next few hours.
"They'll be getting a hotel room soon. And we know how last minute bookings go. One room. One bed. Murphey's fucking law."
Amiyah points towards me with a saucy finger at my swear word and I cover my mouth playfully.
"Sorry Miyah!"
Iruka brings the spoon up to Keke's mouth, smiling big when she takes a bite.
"Kakashi would never even consider hurting you Akari."
I shake my head.
"I know, I know. Trust me. But that doesn't mean that she won't step out of line."
"And Kakashi will put her right in her place."
I rub my tummy for comfort as I try to shake the image of my boyfriend alone in a hotel room with that woman.
"Don't let your negative thoughts fester Ari." Iruka looks over at me as he sets the empty baby food jar on the table and wipes off Keke's face.
"The man is in love with you, your unborn baby, the life you guys are building."
I lean my head in my hand as I listen to him, knowing he's right.
"Kakashi will never hurt you."
"Yeah Kari, Kashi's nice." Amiyah adds, grinning widely with spaghetti sauce splashed over her cheeks and clothes.
"He is kind of nice, isn't he Amiyah?" Iruka asks her, laughing to himself.
She nods her head, pushing her empty plate away with her grubby fingers.
I chuckle softly and stand to pick her up.
"Alright kiddo, let's go get you cleaned up."
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I stare at my phone at the text message I sent nearly two hours ago.
The girls sleep soundly in between myself and the pillow barricade I made in Kakashi's empty spot.
Lucky them. I can't sleep for shit.
I throw the comforter off of my legs and place my pillow in the spot I left next to Keke before I walk quietly out of the bedroom.
"Peanut butter, peanut butter." I mumble to myself as I open the pantry door.
I search for the peanut butter, grabbing the jar and walking over to get a spoon.
I lean against the counter as I screw the top off and gather a small spoonful.
I glance at my phone again, popping the spoon into my mouth and licking it clean.
I click on Kakashi's name and hit call, bringing the phone up to my ear.
It's a little past midnight. He should already be in the hotel ro-
"Hello?" A female voice sing-songs on the other end and I nearly drop my spoon onto the floor.
She's answering his phone.
The ice cold wave of panic blooms in my stomach and rapidly spreads through my body, leaving my legs feeling like wobbly.
"Um, Can I speak to Kakashi?" The irritation is undeniably clear in my voice but I don't fucking care.
Why is she answering my boyfriends phone in the middle of the night?
"Oh! Akari, hi! Obviously, you're looking for Kakashi. I'm surprised you're still awake. It's late."
She speaks casually like I'm trying to have a friendly conversation with her.
"Yeah. So, Kakashi?" I snap.
I hear the phone rustle against her face and I clench my fists when it takes her a beat to answer.
"He's actually taking a shower right now. I can let him know to call you as soon as he gets out?"
My mouth is so fucking dry with anxiety, I can barely get the words out.
He's in the shower, it's okay.
I showered in a room with Shikamaru and nothing happened.
"Please do. Thanks."
She giggles, almost mockingly, and it makes me sick.
"Night, Akari."
I don't say another word as I hit end and slam my phone down on the counter.
"What the actual fuck." I whisper to my empty kitchen.
My trembling hand picks up the spoon and I walk over to throw it into the sink.
I lean forward against the sink and decide it's no use whatsoever to overthink the situation.
I'll go back to bed and wait for him to call me in a few minutes.
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Kakashi's POV:
I shake the towel in my hair, drying out the excess water pausing for a second when I think I hear Miyako talking.
This girl reeks of desperation and has had me on edge since the moment we left Akari.
Ari knew she was a problem. I could sense it in her as soon as we saw Miyako.
She was too eager to share a room when they said they were all booked.
I would've much rather slept on the fucking dirt outside but at least the room has two separate beds.
I pull my sweatpants up my legs and slide my tshirt over my head, wondering if my phone has charged at all yet.
Poor Ari must be out of her mind wondering if we made it safely.
As soon as I'm dressed I open the bathroom door and hang the towel on the back of the desk chair.
"Look at you. All clean and smelling nice." Miyako smirks from her spot where she sits crisscross on her bed.
I walk over to my bed without saying a word and pick up my phone to see that my screen is blank.
But it's almost 12:45 in the morning.
"Ari called you. She said she just wanted to make sure you were safe but that she was going to sleep."
I glance over at her as she grabs her backpack and a fresh towel.
"Oh. You picked up? Um. Okay. Thanks for letting me know."
We've been going to sleep much earlier than usual since the pregnancy has been a tad rough on her.
"Early to go to sleep. All the fun stuff happens at this time of night. Pregnancy must be really taking a toll on things." She giggles.
"I'm going to shower." She adds.
My body tenses at the way she speaks to me.
A lot of nerve.
I get into bed and get myself under the covers, adjusting my mask on my face.
I hate sleeping with my mask on but something about this girl makes me want to keep my guard up.
I toss and turn uncomfortably wishing that Ari would wake up and call me.
Maybe I should call. Just to make sure she's okay. But then again, she needs all the sleep she can get.
Plus she had the girls today. She must've been exhausted.
I decide to let Ari sleep as I reach over and turn the lamp off. Leaving the room dark except for the light shining from under the bathroom door.
I hear the shower turn off and my mind finally relaxes enough to start to drift off a bit.
The bathroom door opens and my eyes glance over at Miyako who's waking out of the bathroom in her towel.
Here we fucking go.
"Silly me. I forgot my shirt." She whispers like I fucking care.
I watch as she drops her towel to the ground, leaving her in nothing but her some underwear.
I feel the bubble of anger rise in my chest as I turn over onto my side, facing away from her.
"I know what you're doing Miyako. You should know that I don't appreciate your disrespect towards your Shinobi etiquette, myself and especially my fiancé."
"Come on Kakashi, you could have better. She's a pregnant teenager-"
"With more class and maturity than you'll ever have. Honestly, what a way to embarrass yourself."
She laughs uncomfortably and I hear her walk over to my side of the room. The bed dips as she kneels onto the mattress.
"I won't tell her anything. It can be our little secre-"
"If you don't get the fuck off of my bed, you're going to regret it." I say calmly without so much as a glance in her direction.
The room fills with silence.
I feel her get up from the bed and walk back over to her side of the room.
"I expect better and smarter behavior from you tomorrow if you'd like to continue your ninja career in the Leaf."
I hear the sound of her towel being picked up as she quietly shuffles back into the bathroom.
"Whatever."
I lay unmoving for several minutes, attempting to settle my anger enough to sleep.
I'm very much looking forward to getting home to Ari and the baby.
And to getting the fuck away from this woman.
Just not looking forward to telling her about Miyako.
How the hell do I keep a pregnant woman from committing murder?
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Akari's POV:
I wake up, moving my neck to try and shake off the stiffness of having fallen asleep half sitting up on the couch.
I look down at my hand that's still clutching my phone in my lap.
The screen lights up as I tap on it and see that it's 4 in the morning and I don't have a single missed call or text from Kakashi.
Within a second I'm furious.
Why wouldn't he call me or text me to let me know he's safe? Especially knowing how I feel about him staying in a hotel with that random woman.
My stomach coil tightly from the massive amount of anger and anxiety that I'm feeling.
I'm standing to my feet and dialing his number faster than I can think clearly.
On the third ring I hear the phone being jostled around.
"Ari? Are you okay-"
"Listen to me Kakashi Hatake. If you think for one second that I'm going to be your pregnant wife that falls asleep on the couch, still clutching her phone, waiting up for your call while you spend the night in a hotel room with some chick, you have another thing coming."
He stays silent on the other end as I continue.
"That bitch answers your phone, tells me that you're in the shower and that you'll call me later and I wake up again at 4 in the morning with not even a text message. What does that look like to you?"
"Ari."
I pace back and forth in front of the couch. My knuckles turning white as I grip tightly onto my phone.
"Why was she touching your phone at all? And why didn't you call me when you got to the hotel?"
"Akari, I-"
"And don't even try to tell me I'm being hormonal." I huff.
"Imagine if I had done this to you when I was sleeping in the same room as Shikamaru!"
I place my other hand on my tummy, grounding myself and trying to come back down, remembering its not healthy for the baby for me to be this worked up.
"Akari. The baby." He says softly.
"Don't tell me about the baby." I snap.
"I know. The baby. I'm calming down. I'm sitting down right now."
I take a seat on the edge of the couch, my leg bouncing with nerves and frustration.
"Can I speak now?" He asks calmly.
I let out a deep breath into the phone.
"I guess so." I mutter.
He chuckles quietly and I hear a door close on his end of the phone.
"My phone died on our way here. By the time we got the room and I was taking a shower it was still charging and hadn't turned back on yet." He tries to explain.
"Okay, doesn't give you an excuse for not calling or texting after."
He sighs quietly and I know I'm testing his patience.
"That's where that psycho comes into play. I guess she answered your call?"
"Mhm." I add bitterly.
"Well when I got out of the shower she told me that you called. I have no idea why she thought it was appropriate to answer my phone. But she said that you told her to let me know that you were going to sleep."
That fucking cun-
"So me being the loving, caring boyfriend that I am, decided I was going to let you sleep. This was all a huge misunderstanding." He says lightheartedly.
Fuck, he's so cute.
I sit in silence trying to let my anger sizzle out before I answer him. Since this technically wasn't his fault.
"She should learn to stay in her fucking lane."
"Yeah. About that." He mumbles.
The rage immediately comes back, full force.
"She came onto you. Didn't she?" My stomach drops so quickly I have to grip onto the armrest of the couch.
"Dropped her towel." He says.
"I'll fucking kill her."
He clicks his tongue in my ear before sighing deeply.
"You are in charge of growing our son. You will not get into any physical altercations with anyone. No matter how much they deserve to get their ass beat."
I lean back into the couch cushions feeling like I want to cry. Whether their tears of anger, helpless tears, tears of not being able to commit murder, I don't know.
I just know I feel like crying.
This thin, beautiful woman stood naked in front of my boyfriend and I'm supposed to be calm about it.
"I'll be reporting her as soon as I can speak to Lady Tsunade. It's unacceptable behavior and she'll be stripped of her duties. I know it." He says to me.
"She's so pretty." I whisper.
"None of that. Do you hear me?" He nearly snaps.
"Besides the fact that I turned away from her desperate, pathetic attempt at seeking my attention and didn't see anything, there is no space at all in my brain for anyone more than you and our son."
"And it's going to remain that way."
I sigh gently into the phone, trying to collect myself.
"You always seem to forget that you're the most beautiful woman that I've ever seen and that I am so deeply in love with you that it's actually scary sometimes."
I rest my head on my arm listening to
his sweet words.
"I miss you Kakashi."
He chuckles softly.
"I miss you too baby. You should go back to sleep. You still have to drop the girls off with Emiko and go to work, don't you?"
"That's true. I'm sorry I woke you up." I say quietly.
"You can call me anytime, day or night. It is never a bother."
"Get some rest. Please keep in touch with me. To give me peace of mind."
I get up from the couch, and hold onto the arm rest as the room around me spins.
"Oh, shit." I gasp.
"Are you okay? What happened?" Alarm sounds in Kakashi's voice as I gather my balance.
"Yeah. Yeah babe. Everything's fine. I think I'm just tired. I got a little dizzy."
"Have you eaten? Does anything else feel weird?"
He doesn't give me a moment to answer.
"Should we call Sakura? I can come back early."
I laugh to myself. He's so protective.
"Baby, everything's fine. I just got up too fast. Please don't worry yourself."
He stays quiet on the other end of the phone.
"Okay. Promise you'll stay home if you feel off? I'm going to text Asuma to come get the girls instead of you going there."
"Okay, fine. I promise you."
He sighs dramatically.
"I love you. Please be careful today." He says quietly.
"You be careful too. You never know when a hoe is going to act out of place." I mumble.
"I'll put her in her place. Remind her where she belongs." He laughs.
I walk back into the bedroom, where both girls are sprawled out on the bed.
"Okay. You better. I love you."
I climb into bed, getting comfortable under the covers as Keke reaches for me in her sleep.
"I love you more baby."