All she wanted was some peace and quiet. Was that too much to ask?
Her shifts at the hospital were growing longer now that she proved more competent than half the staff, especially since many judged her because of her Aunt Tsunade owning the hospital.
She worked hard to prove herself, and she was still working hard. She never could catch a break.
Until now. It was the one day she wasn't on call, and it was glorious.
She could put her feet up, relax, shovel ice cream into her mouth and do nothing else. Besides, it was during the week and all her friends had normal jobs, so there was zero chance any of them could pop in and drag her from her comfortable spot on the couch.
Nothing could ruin her day it seemed…until she heard a knock on the door. Begrudgingly, she tip-toed to the door and squinted into the peep-hole. A tall, bare-chested man stood at her door, a sour look on his face. White-silver hair was slicked back and shockingly purple eyes stared straight into the peep-hole.
He glared at her. "Hey, fucktard, I know you're standing behind the fucking door, you little shit."
She flung the door open, her famous temper getting the best of her. "Hey asswipe, you don't just fucking come to someone's door to yell at them for not opening it to strangers!"
His eyes widened, a sadistic grin spreading across his face. "You're a hot bitch!"
She narrowed hers in return. "Wonderful." She went to slam the door, but he put his foot in the way.
"You'd be fucking perfect!"
"For what, exactly?" She hesitated.
The grin on his face spread even further as he shoved a pamphlet into her face. "Jashin-sama!"
Well, fuck. This was the guy everyone was telling her about. He'd bang down people's doors just to tell them about Jashinism and how not just anyone can become one.
"No thanks," Again, he blocked her from closing the door. "Look, I just fucking told you-"
"I have ears, bitch," He swore so calmly, as if it was simply just a part of his day-to-day vocabulary. It was odd. "But you're the only person in this fucking place whose right for us!"
"Us?"
"Do you have ears? Yes, bitch, us. Jashin-sama needs more than just me to follow him, and I need to fuck you in my fucking bed. Or yours."
"No thanks," Using all the strength she had, she slammed the door closed, crushing his foot in the process.
"Damn, bitch! I love it rough!" She pressed her back against the locked door, making sure she could hear him walking away. He took a few steps before stopping. "I'll be back tomorrow, bitch!"
When she couldn't hear or see him anymore, she let out a sigh.
He would definitely not be seeing her tomorrow. After all, she had a 72-hour shift awaiting her for the next three days, and then she'd have three 16-hour shifts and then be on-call for the rest of that day.
Pity she wouldn't see him again for another week…his insanity aside, he was fairly handsome.