Tenten hauled the drunken shinobi up to his front door and brisked him thoroughly for his keys. The shinobi leaned into her with sloppy grin. Or at least she thought it was a grin, his mask seemed to hide everything in the dim light out side of his apartment. He tried once again using the closest bun for a pillow, lolling his head onto hers as she helped support his weight.

She felt sorry for the guy, Anko made him to come to the bar on her birthday, ok she made everyone come to the bar on her birthday. She then threatened Kakashi to do shots with her, and, well, she was scary. No one, not even the great copy-nin of Konoha, wanted to cross her.

At the end of the evening Genma promptly took him to the bathroom to make a pit stop before thrusting the shinobi into her arms and taking off with said birthday girl. She would have to kill Anko and Genma later for ditching her with him. If it wasn't Anko's birthday she probably might have tried.

"And we're walking," Tenten grabbed the man around the shoulders once more talking as anyone would to a drunken shinobi: like a two-year-old. She propped the shinobi against the wall and he promptly swayed against it slowly pitching his weight as he threatened to fall.

"Whoa!" Tenten called out, grabbing a shoulder and leading him down the hall. With the few lights on she noticed how sparse his place was. Even for a ninja, it was particularly clean; Tenten noted that the bed that she pushed him onto was made. Kakashi tried to pull her down with him, and she was caught off guard and fell against his chest. She crawled off of him, and she noted that his arms were somehow still reaching for her. She shook her head.

He must have been more inebriated than she thought.

She made it a point to take off the man's sandals and place them neatly under his bed. All she had to do was get him into bed and she could take off. Thank Kame she didn't have to help the man pee; at least Genma had taken care of that at the bar.

Kakashi was sitting up now on his bed propped up by his elbows. He stared intently at the girl who just relieved him of his shoes.

"Okay, now your vest," she explained hoping in doing so he would help a little, "I think it might get a bit lumpy if you slept in it." She offered him a small smile and a wink. The silver haired ninja nodded. "You shouldn't let Anko bully you into shots," Tenten advised lightheartedly as she slowly unzipped his vest and helped him out of it one arm at a time. He continued to stare at her with unwavering interest. "Headband too? I won't touch the mask," she cautioned with her hands in the air so there was no misunderstanding of her intentions. She knew how important that mask was, it was similar to her hair always being up. Far be it from her to insist he take it off in front of her. She reached over slowly and began to untie the knot behind his head. When that didn't work well, (curse her lack of nails,) she settled for slipping it off of his head instead, sticking out her tongue as she did for good measure.

Kakashi blinked his multicolored eyes at her. Tenten was smiling and pushing him back to his pillow. He reluctantly complied. "Stay outta trouble for a while, I won't be back in town until next Tuesday," she joked taking off his gloves and setting them on the nightstand next to an orange covered novel.

Kakashi closed his eyes and slurred in a whisper, "pitty I won't be able to see you sooner."

Yep the man was drunk.

"Plenty of room if you want to stay," the drunk man patted the empty side of the bed next to him.

"Good night sempai." Tenten closed the door. She heard him slur another "pitty" as she did.

Yep, drunk.