The Bucket List
Chapter 1: The Encounter
AN: Ok, so I'm going to keep up two stories at a time. I don't know how it will go but I will try and if it doesn't work then I'll keep up with the other series. This will be just one whole story with a bunch of chapters. This is not in the shinobi world. It's in the real world. Ok enough of typing crap. Enjoy!
Kakashi wakes up to his loud alarm clock. The beeping, not wanting to stop on his command is driving him crazy. He looks up from his pillow sees his queen size bed then to the custom made voice command alarm clock he got. He tries to throw one of his smaller pillows to it but misses horribly. He sits up groaning, "Off," He commands loudly.
The alarm keeps going completely ignoring his command. He hates it already. "Off," He says again. He swings his legs over the bed and walks on his cold white tile floor to his alarm clock. He hits the button and finally the loud beeping stops. He sits back down on his bed, "Fucking piece of shit."
He stands sighing and walks to his bathroom. The lights flicker on as he walks in. A huge mirror appears in front of him. He walks to the marble countered sink and stares at himself in the mirror. He tries to look for flaws but nothing appears in his eyes. He winks at himself then picks up his toothbrush. He looks up at the mirror again and says, "You sexy devil."
After finishing up brushing his teeth and showering, he steps out of his bathroom and straight into his closet. He picks out a white dress shirt, black tie, a navy blue blazer and pants matching that colour. He puts on a pair of boxers then the dress shirt. He puts on the pants then he picks out a tie clip. Putting on his tie and tie clip comes next.
He looks at the mirror wall again looking for flaws. Finding none he smiles brightly and grabs his blazer and heads out of his room to his overly expensive kitchen.
Xxxxxx
He sits on his barstool waiting for food. Kakashi is a man of many things. He's gorgeous; all the girls would die to see him. He's rich; actually he's a successful entrepreneur and also CEO of his business. He has no manners or self-respect for anyone but himself. The huge room is silent. The only sound is him flipping through the papers.
He stops at the one section where his name appears. He points at his picture, "Where and when did they get this picture?" Kakashi asks his bodyguard.
"When you showed up for the press conference yesterday sir," Asuma answers.
"Oh, ok," Kakashi says and that's a cue for Asuma to leave.
The food arrives onto the table. Fresh and warm pancakes with maple syrup imported from Canada's finest. He pours just the right amount he likes on his pancakes and starts digging into his meal alone. He cuts a piece and sticks it in his mouth. He chews silently looking around the place starting to feel a bit lonely.
He shrugs it off knowing that he can pick any girl off of the street. He continues to eat as he reads the news article they have on him. The headlines, Richest Man on Earth Making a Change! Then the article goes on about how he's trying to make everything eco changes to the vehicles and industrial producing will increase with only electricity use. Kakashi nods liking the article written on him.
Kakashi stands from his barstool and takes his blazer off the back of the stool. He shrugs it on and buttons the top button which is at the middle. He fixes his tie, his hair and his pants. He goes through his little routine and heads to the elevator of his penthouse.
He rides his private elevator all the way down to the lobby. The marble floor clicks under the soles of his black oxford shoes. Once again he fixes his tie before walking out of the building. He walks out and straight into his black Audi SUV. Asuma shuts the door after him and walks to the other side and slips into the driver's seat.
"Where are we going sir?" Asuma asks.
"We're going to get me some coffee," Kakashi says checking his phone.
"Where would you like to get some coffee sir?"
"Not that trash of a place you sent me last time."
"That was the highest rating coffee shop sir."
Kakashi shakes his head, "Do people know what fine coffee is nowadays?"
"No sir," Asuma says and stops at the curb.
Kakashi sits and waits for Asuma to get out and open his door for him. Asuma does just that, he gets out and opens the door for Kakashi. Kakashi gets out and fixes his blazer and tie. He walks forward and doesn't thank Asuma. He opens the door and gets hit by a smaller female. He stops in his spot furious. "Don't you look where-"He stops his words before they escape as he sees this young girl in front of him.
He rarely gets attracted to girls that just bump into him, but somehow this one is different. He remains still and coughs. "Are you okay?" He asks.
She rubs her head, "Yeah, I'm fine. Are you okay?"
"Yeah," Kakashi answers.
She nods and walks pass him. He turns his head to her and oddly enough he wants to get to know her. She calls a taxi and disappears in the busy streets of New York. Kakashi looks at Asuma. "Do you know who she was?"
Asuma has a huge smile and shakes his head, "Have never seen her before sir."
Kakashi's looks displeased as he walks into the café and orders a small black coffee. He enters his car again and Asuma drives him to his building.
Xxxxxx
Anko steps out of the taxi and pays the cab driver. He winks at her, "Can I have-"
"No you may not," She smiles and walks away. She looks ahead of her, looking at the tall building, full steel and glass from the lobby to the twenty floors. She looks up and sighs, "Fucking rich people. Of course I'd get pick to interview this guy."
She always hated rich people for reasons. One would be that they have no respect for others. They think happiness revolves around money and they always look so good. Of course a middle class like her would say that but it always seems to be true. Unlike them, Anko has a bucket list to actually make her life worthwhile.
She steps into the building and immediately she feels out of place. Women with tailored blazers and skirts while she wears a pair of faded jeans and a t-shirt makes her feel that. She walks up to the receptionist and takes out a piece of paper from her purse. "Uh, I'm here to interview him," she says and points to his name.
The woman nods, "Top floor and they have their own lobby. Just wait for their word."
"Thank you," Anko smiles and walks to the elevator.
She presses the twentieth button and waits for the silver doors to close in front of her. She then searches for more papers in her purse and a tape recorder. She pulls them both out and looks at the questions, "These assholes make me interview an asshole. Great, I really hate my job now," She murmurs.
She flips through the papers, "Wow these questions are shit."
The door opens before she can finish reading all the questions. She holds everything in one hand and walks to another reception desk. "I'm here to interview uh him," She says pointing to the paper again.
"He's not in yet, but he will be in shortly. Please sit and make yourself comfortable. I'll call you in as soon as he gets in," The blonde woman smiles at Anko.
Anko smiles back, "Thank you," Finally someone that she doesn't dislike.
"May I ask if you want any beverages?" She asks Anko.
Anko shakes her head, "Thank you for asking." Anko walks to the mini waiting room in the corner of the large room. She sits and continues to go over the questions. Suddenly she bursts out laughing scaring the two women at the desks. She quiets down, "Oh sorry."
Xxxxxx
Kakashi steps into the empty elevator with Asuma, "No I'm just saying that some people don't need to exist."
"Sir, everyone should have a change to exist whether they're rich or not."
"Do you know who that female was from the café?" Kakashi asks remembering the very romantic moment. Only Kakashi would think it's romantic.
"Like I said I've never seen her before, but if I can say she's quite a beauty."
"No you may not say that," Kakashi says.
Asuma smiles and the silver elevator doors open.
Xxxxxx
They giggle a bit but stops when the elevator doors open. Out step two male in expensive tailor suits and finely groomed. Their shoes click on the sandstone floors and they both walk into the two glass doors past the desks, completely ignoring everyone in the room.
The woman stands from the desk and gestures Anko to her. Anko stands with the papers and walks to her. "Just ignore him if he gets rude."
Anko starts to truly doubt doing this job, but she nods and follows the woman. She opens the door for Anko to walk into the full glass room. She closes the door when Anko enters the room. The mysterious man is sitting in his large facing the skyline of New York. "Sit down," He says in a commanding tone.
Anko sighs and rolls her eyes sitting in the chair. She starts to go through her notes. He turns around and is completely shocked. She looks up, "So we're going to fly-"She stops remembering his face from somewhere. "Do I know you?" She blurts out before she can stop.
Kakashi's face is propped up by is elbow, his index finger rubbing the ridge of his upper lip. He gives a devising smile, "We met at the café when you bumped into me."
Anko nods, "Yeah I forgot. Sorry about that," She smiles. "Let's just start the interview if you don't mind."
AN: Tell me what you think because every once in a while I need a break from the things I'm doing. It really just depends what I feel like typing, whether it's about the real world or in the shinobi life, just what I feel. Please tell me what you think of this and if I need to tweak it. Anyways thank you so much for reading!