"You wore a mask underneath your mask?" asked the dark elf, pointing at him. "You are truly a worthy rival!"
"No."
"No?"
Kakashi shook his head for emphasis. "No. You're not even a genin yet. I'm a jonin. You haven't even made your first team. I'm on my way to fail a team."
"Hmmm, so there's a test or something?" mused Iku briefly, then pointed at Kakashi to return to the argument. "Which does not preclude a lowly genin-candidate from having a rivalry with the admittedly more skilled jonin!"
"Besides, I already have a rival," said Kakashi.
"Oh," said Iku, deflating slightly. "Position's already filled, eh?"
"That's right," said Kakashi, never having been more glad for Maito Gai's declarations of rivalry. "No openings."
"Well, fine then," said Iku, tucking the mask away. "I'll keep this as a souveneir and someday challenge your rival for the position of rival!"
"That will be a long way coming," admitted Kakashi as the dark elf leapt away. "And I need to make a note to never come near whatever team she ends up on. I..."
A hand had just checked his pouch and found a little orange book missing.
"Huh. So that's who keeps swiping them. I'll have to steal it back later."