Exception

Being the son of Kakashi Hatake, one of the greatest ninja's in the world and of Rin, one of the best medi-nin around isn't an easy job—there are so many expectations to live up to, so many foot-steps I have to follow in. Excelling in ninjutsu and genjustu just come naturally, as well as having skills in taijutsu…I guess that's what you called 'inherited successes. It's not that I hate it…it's just that I want someone to see me and not the son of Kakashi or Rin…and there is. "Saku-chan~!" The cheerful brunette called, her foot-steps not too far behind mine. I turn around slowly, a mix look of despair and nervousness on my face. "Oh, hi…Haruhi." I say slowly in response. Haruhi…the way her name slides off my tongue makes me fell all confused and weird…but I can't say I enjoy her presence frequently. The girl hurled herself onto me, her body clinging tightly onto mine. Even though I have no eyes for her, any man would react if a woman throws themselves on top of them and my reaction was turning red in the face. "Oh Saku-chan, I missed you sooo much!" she cried childishly, snuggling her cheek and her body closer to mine. "Haruhi, you saw me yesterday…" I say as I try to disregard her clinginess. "But, every minute without Saku-chan is terrible!" she retorted, a childish pout on her face. I could feel that she was taking in my scent and I of hers…she smelled of sweets and a small hint of medicine. "Mm, Saku-chan, you smell yummy, like mint-ice cream!" she smiled, her childish grin rather wide. I felt my face darken to a deeper shade of red—oh how I hated how she knew my favorite thing! Mint ice-cream has always been my favorite, ever since I was a child. "Well, you smell of strawberries…" I admitted softly, my nose catching the tiniest scent of strawberry on her. "Oh, really?" she asked as she let go, looking at her clothes as if trying to find the source of the smell. I arched a brow at her as the process continued, a huge grin forming on her lips. "Oh, you must be talking about my hair!" she said as she twirled around. I blinked slowly before taking a step towards her, gently placing my nose to the top of her head. I breathed softly as I took in more and more of the sweet fragrance, a small look of content on my face when I backed away. "You're right, it is your hair." I said with a smile. Her golden eyes stared at me and into me, her face as pink as her hoodie. "S-Saku-chan…" she gasped softly, her fingers meeting where my nose contacted. No longer after, a small stream of blood started pouring from her nose. My eyes widened in surprise as I went over to her. "O-Oi, your nose is bleeding!" I stammered swiftly, a look of giddiness displayed on her face. "Why are you smiling? You're bleeding!" I asked in a shrill voice. Surprisingly, she started to giggle uncontrollably which made me raise a brow towards her. "B-Because Saku-chan smelled my hair…your nose touched my head and you smiled at me!" she whispered softly with a squeal. I dropped my head and sighed, shaking it ever so slightly—this girl is ridiculous! I gently grabbed her elbow and hand and began leading her to the closest building to fix her. Even though others look at me and have high expectations, Haruhi is the exception…even if she only sees me as a target of affection.