Change Will Do Us Well

                                    

                                          
"I think they will both kill us." 
                          
Kakashi says as he flips over the chocolate chip pancake.
                          
I take the milk out of the fridge and pour a tiny bit into my coffee mug.
                          
"Give Iruka a little credit. He's very understanding." I defend Iru although I'm still not totally convinced he would be cool with it.
                          
"What do we even say to them anyway?" He huffs as he flips the pancake onto the already made stack.
                          
"Hey guys, I know you just got used to the idea of us being in a relationship but surprise! We're moving in together?" 
                          
I shrug my shoulders and hug him from the back as he pours more batter into the pan.
                          
"It's not really their decision or their business. I'll be eighteen in three weeks. I mean for fucks sake, the village has trained me to be a skilled ninja from the age of five. Does eighteen really officially make me an adult?" 
                          
Irritation grows in me at the ridiculous logic.
                          
"I can go on a life threatening mission and might have to assassinate someone along the way but I'm not old enough to live with my boyfriend?"
                          
Kakashi chuckles.
                          
"You have a point." He says. 
                          
"So what? Do we tell them today? Or do we move your shit in here and then spring it on them?" 
                          
I move to lean against the counter as I watch him man the stove.
                          
"Let's see what their moods are like this morning and go from there?"
I nod my head and take a sip out of my coffee.
                          
When I told Kakashi last night that I wanted him to move in to my apartment, he immediately woke up.
                          
We stayed up until almost 4 in the morning talking about whether or not we wanted to live together. 
                          
He spent most of the night coming up with things that could possibly go wrong or scare me off. 
                          
But once I told him my mind was made up, I could see the happiness light up his face.
                          
As soon as he asked me if we could put up all of his pictures in the living room, I knew he was sold on the idea.
                          
I already know how my friends will react. Neither of them will be happy. They'll both lecture me about moving too fast, and who knows how they'll treat Kakashi since they don't baby him the way they do with me.
                          
I know the speed at which Kakashi and I have moved forward in our relationship is rather swift, but to me, it all makes sense.
                          
Being with Kakashi feels as natural as breathing. His presence leaves me feeling safe, loved, and whole. 
                          
Surely they can understand that life is far too short to deny one's self of those feelings. Especially considering all that the four of us had lost in each of our separate lives.
                          
I pull on the long sleeves of Kakashi's shirt that I had worn to sleep last night allowing myself to get lost in his scent.
                          
"Something about the way you look in my shirts.." he says to me with a devilish grin. 
                          
He puts the spatula down and pinches the front of my shirt by my belly, pulling me towards him.
                          
"And to think I get to come home to this everyday from now on." 
                          
His words wrap themselves around my heart, squeezing tightly and making it flutter.
                          
"You are breathtakingly beautiful." He tilts his head and brings his lips to my cheek.