So here is the first chapter

Important. The characters sometimes deviated from the series so don't be frightened and sometimes characters from other series appear ^^

I wrote this story because Ankoxkakashi are my favorite pairing from Naruto and because I think there is far too little fanfics about them ^^


So now I was standing in the middle of the waitresses, cooks and guests. Me with a pile of plates between all the kitchen smells. Yes, how I got this far, good question. Well, at the moment Konoha doesn't get a lot of jobs and the well-paid ones aren't distributed to Jonin like me. What else should I do? I didn't earn a lot of money on the missions and so I just looked for a part-time job. And so I ended up here in a well-frequented restaurant "Chauto". But not as a cook or waitress, but as a dishwasher. And today is Friday and I wasn't in the disco or something like other 16-year-olds but I Anko Mitarashi standing here in the middle of huge stacks of plates and rinsing my fingers sore.> Why is the world so unfair, I mean, look at Kurenai, she has a job as a saleswoman in a fashion store and I am allowed to scrape away leftover food from plates, which is really disgusting by the way, Oh no, not really now <(Oh no, dear Anko hihi let the nightmare begin, I know I'm mean) A fat woman with brown hair tied into a dud and a face contorted with anger came through the door (where she also had a couple of FRESHLY WASHED pans and pots with it)."What's THAT?" She pointed to the broken pieces of the plate on the floor. "I'm sorry that I didn't mean it just slipped out of my hand," Anko said in a calm tone, which she tried not to get upset and then get another famous tantrum that was the last thing she needed now. "I'll take the plate off your wages and now the plates won't wash themselves" and she was gone, leaving an Anko boiling with rage. She went to the door to pick up the pots and pans when suddenly the door opened. Anko hit the door with her head and fell back on the floor. "Take care," she cursed. "Sorry I didn't mean to come I'll help you up". Anko looked into the face of a girl who was barely older than 14. She had black shoulder-length hair and bright blue eyes (have you ever seen black hair and really light blue eyes look really cool ^^). She was thin and very petite."Oh, okay, thank you," said Anko as the girl helped her up. "Who are you actually and what are you doing here?" she asked, looking the girl up and down. "Well, I'm supposed to take over from her, so I'm the dishwashing girl now". Anko had to chuckle "Dishwashing girl that's good I have to remember that, okay, but tell me, aren't you a little too young to work here so late (it was already 123.00 o'clock)?" Anko looked at the girl questioningly. "No, that's okay, I'm the boss's niece". "Oh my god such a nice girl, the niece of my boss, who is always in a bad mood," thought Anko. "Well, good luck uhhhh .." Anko looked at the girl briefly, "What's your name actually?". "Kagome" replied the girl, "okey Kagome so good luck and don't be unsettled by the big mountain plates, that's okay, and if you can't get something away, use all possible cleaning utensils you can find". "Okay, I'll remember".With a smile, Anko put her apron on the table and left the restaurant through the back door.
Fresh, clear air stung her nostrils. "Wonderful," she thought and walked down the street. This was only sparsely lit, but Anko didn't care. She took a newspaper, Konoha news, out of her pocket and began to read. On the front page, the face of a Jonin smiled at her, whom she knew only too well. You leave the heading "Kakashi Hatake, The Gifted Ninja from Konoha". Anko was less interested in the text (probably he had done some heroic deed again) much more she looked at his photo, a slight smile stole over her mouth. He just looked cute from the silver hair with its crooked shape to his feet "Man, I'm really hopelessly in love with him," thought Anko. But then she shook her head vigorously. > Anko what do you think that yes he is sweet, ok but love that goes too far no, he is also 4 years older, he is already 20 so get that out of your head yes my mood is also in the trash can or better in the bucket How can you be so depressed about a guy (well, dear ^^)
So that's it for now, I hope you liked it, write a lot of clerks ^^
You learn good or bad ones from criticism ^^

ankoka