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This pairing is featured heavily in my story (so long I call it a fan novel as opposed to a fan fiction) Konoha Children's Crusade, set twenty years after the Fourth Great Shinobi warExerpt:Kakashi wandered in twenty minutes later. He struggled a little taking his shoes off, his knee was stiffening up again. "The weather is changing, there must be a storm coming," he thought to himself as he limped his way into the main hall. "Anko?" he called out. There was no answer. "Honey?" he tried again, "I'm home!" he said a little louder. He could smell the scent of food coming from the kitchen so he headed that way.
He stopped when he heard a thump from upstairs. He turned toward the stairwell and called up. "Honey? Is that you?"
"I'll be right there in a second!" yelled Anko. She muttered a frustrated expletive as there was another loud thump.
"I thought you said you wanted me to come home for lunch today because you needed my help with something?"
"I do," she yelled back down from upstairs. "Just go to the kitchen! I'll be there in a second!"
Kakashi stood still for a moment peering up the stairs, but then he shrugged and headed down the hallway into the kitchen. The table was set with a large single dish piled high with food. There was a single pair of chopsticks, and a single candle burning. Off to one side was a plate, piled high with chocolate covered strawberries. Kakashi tilted his head and looked at the scene.
Anko clumped down the stairs in her high heels, and lounged in the doorway wearing a red robe. "Hey," she purred in a low throaty voice.
"What's all this?" asked Kakashi, amused.
Anko tried to sashay forward, stumbling a little in her heels. "I wanted to eat lunch with you. You were late last night and missed dinner, and you said you'd be working late for the rest of the week… So, I thought that maybe we could spend a little time together." She placed a hand on his chest and began to gently push him back. "Have a meal, just the two of us."
Anko pushed Kakashi back to the chair. Smiling he sat down. "I see," he said. "I hate to point this out, after you went to all the trouble of preparing this, but you forgot some chopsticks. There's only one pair."
Anko laughed and shook her head. "I did that on purpose." She sat down in his lap, straddling him. She leaned over the dish, and used the chopsticks to snag a piece of sushi. "I was hoping that I could feed you… Like this," she pulled down Kakashi's mask and popped the piece of sushi into his mouth. "And then maybe you could feed me… Like this." She took his hand and guided it into the bowl of strawberries. Kakashi took one out and held it up to her mouth. Anko grinned at him impishly. She licked the strawberry, sucked the chocolate off the tip, and then bit down. She looked down at Kakashi and raised her eyebrows.
Kakashi smiled. "Where are the girls?" he asked innocently.
"Oh, I sent them off on an errand." Anko leaned forward and nibbled his ear. "They shouldn't be back for an hour or so," she whispered.
Kakashi reached up, turned his head and kissed her passionately. Anko pulled back, and still grinning, fed him another piece of sushi. "I have to say," he said smoothly, "That this is turning out to be the best lunch I've had in awhile." He raised one eyebrow and looked at her. "I do have one small question… Why are you wearing the robe?"
Anko smiled slyly. "Well," she said getting up. "I was thinking, that if we just happened to finish lunch early we could re-enact chapter twelve from Make-out tactics." She unbelted the robe and let it slide to the floor. Underneath she was wearing a French maid costume. She grinned at Kakashi and did a slow pirouette. "Well?" she asked in a sexy voice. "What do you think?" she stepped back over and straddled his lap again. "Are you still hungry?"
Want to read more? The whole story starts here: Prologue