OO Okay, wow, YAY! First fanfic in like...5 months!...Okay...wow...PLEASE dun flame,
okay? Flames are best left to Roy Mustang and Wolfram von Bielifeld!...Gah, don't
ask...D: Okay...this fanfic was co-written with Spearette! THERE I SAID IT. Yes,
co-written with
Spearette. I wrote this chapter, though! We'll write one chapter
each.
Okay...no more ranting for me...ON WITH THE STORRRYYY!
(This is more of a
prolouge then anything, so don't hurt me!)
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Kakashi tossed his head back as he strained to get the last few traces of sake left in the cup. Iruka looked at him wrly from the seat parallel to the jounin.
"You sure can put that stuff away, Kakashi." he observed, twirling around his own empty cup on the tip of his finger. Kakashi shrugged as he set the now empty cup of rice wine down on the table, and put on what one could only guess to be a smile.
The sun was just starting to set on the two old friends as they relaxed in Kohona's local pub. Both rather stressed about the upcoming Chuunin exams, Iruka had proposed that they go to the pub to relax and unwind...Kakashi, however, seemed to be downing more sake then relaxing.
The bartender put his hand down rather loudly in front of the two ninjas, grunting. "You two plan to PAY for those 12 cups of sake?" Kakashi sweatdropped and Iruka twitched ever-so-slightly as he looked at the eleven cups Kakashi had consumed.
"Of course I do!" Kakashi said non-chalantly, as he reached into the many pockets of his vest for some yen. There was a long silence as both the bartender and Iruka waited, and then...Kakashi laughed nervously. "Er...I...seem to have...dropped my money..."
The bartender, however, didn't find it at all amusing and grunted louder then before. "You ain't leaving here until you pay, got it?" Kakashi nodded, and turned to Iruka. Iruka, however, turned his head away at the last minute.
"Kakashi, don't expect ME to pay for TWLEVE cups of sake on my own money. You shouldn't even be drinking that much in the first place!"
"I know, I know, but...please, Iruka? I need to get to my squad, I promised I'd help them train this evening..."
Iruka twitched even more violently then before. "Kakashi..."
"Think of little Naruto! Oh, how dissapointed he'll be..." Kakashi said, almost mockingly, remembering Iruka's one weakness.
"...GAH!...FINE. I'll...I'll pay for the sake...but...you'll have to do something for me in exchange, Kakashi."
Kakashi's eyes (or, eye) narrowed. "What is it, exactly?"
"...I want you...to get the most skilled genin on your team...drunk." The bartender, who had been listening in on their coversation, anime fall-ed onto the floor.
"Whaaaa? DRUNK, Iruka?" Kakashi said, nearly falling off of his seat.
"Well...the way I figure it, you owe me some laughs...that, I'd really like to see Sasuke doing something besides scowling for a change."
"Yeah, but, still...of all things, Iruka...he's a minor!" Kakashi protested.
"Do you want me to pay for your drinks, or not?"
Kakashi sighed. "Iruka, you evil man...you have yourself a deal."
Iruka grinned and slapped down the large amount of yen on the table, and handed Kakashi a small, portable camera.
TOBECONTINUED (DUNDUNDUUUN)...
