KakashixOC story. Sorry my other ones are so late with updates…they'll be updated ASAP. So sorry again; but stuff happens. I actually had to write this all out on paper, and then type it out onto the computer. Sorry again about my other stories. Please enjoy this one and review!
Chapter 1
"Now this is the sort of place that we'll pick up chicks boys", Genma informed the small group of friends who sat with him in the corner of the bar. They all grunted back at him in turn; agreeing, of course. Each of them sat nursing a beer; save for Hatake Kakashi, who sat nursing a sore hand, curtsey of Anko, from trying to take out his beloved porn, moments after he had entered the bar.
'There are fifty or more girls in tight outfits here to ogle at Hatake!' She had lectured, 'do us a favour and at least pretend that you think they are more attractive than your foul book!'
Kakashi scratched his head; 'Jeeze, that girl had a mouth; and a fist'. Anyone would have thought that Anko wanted men to look upon her and her cronies in a perverted, or at least a somewhat suggestive manor.
When he'd first seen the woman walking over, he'd thought that she was going to, once again, berate him for coming to a bar and not ordering anything to drink; he'd been quite surprised that she seemed to have abandoned this particular conquest, and had decided to go about annoying him in a different way. 'Annoying Hatake Kakashi' had to be quite high on Anko's list of talents. However, rephrasing it as 'inconveniencing Hatake Kakashi', might have been more appropriate. Besides, it wasn't as if the girls in tight, short skirts and dresses weren't appealing to him; it was just that his book was more appealing.
To be honest; he would rather have been at home, in bed, asleep; or possibly reading his Icha Icha novels, than in the bar; which was where he currently sat; squashed between Genma and a certain Nara Shikamaru, who happened to think the whole thing was 'troublesome' and was obviously only there because a certain horny senior of his, who happened to be sitting on Kakashi's other side, had called in some favours; and had taken it upon himself to write out a mission in order to make the younger ninja come with him.
Because he had been forced to push aside his porn with a firm hand for the night, by a very feisty, purple haired, probably hormonal woman, Kakashi took to staring around the room.
First, he chose to stare at the bar, which was directly in his line of site. The bar spanned the whole way across the opposing wall; with a small gap in the middle, through which the entrance could be seen; at the end of a long, dark corridor.
Along the bar sat a variety of different people; most were nin, several were civilians. They sat on tall bar stools, the vast majority were drunk men, leaning across the bar to speak to the pretty bar maids, with big breasts and bigger egos. They leant suggestively across the bar; all hoping for tips, or possibly a ride home with a handsome ninja.
Sadly the women weren't using their brains; nin only paired with other nin, the emotional ties of a civilian would be far too great; ninja understood that their other half might not come home, accepted that fact; although some chose to avenge their partners. Civilians, as Genma had once put it, 'just couldn't hack it'.
As he watched the bar, a woman looked up and caught him, she flicked her hair back over her shoulder and winked at him; obviously thinking that he had been staring at her. He looked away from her; trying not to give her the wrong impression, and focused on another section of the room. This section happened to be the dance floor, which sat to his right. Big glaring lights lit this part of the room, many different colours highlighted different parts of different people. Kakashi could see Anko 'grinding' on some civilian guy, who looked like he was having the best night of his life.
'He probably is', Kakashi thought to himself, 'Damn that girl can dance.'
On the dance floor there were more women than men; mostly clad in short skirts, or shorter dresses; they either danced together with a man, or in small groups; either trying to simulate sex in the middle of the bar, fully clothed (or not so fully, in most cases), or trying to best each other with fancy dance moves. The men, however, either danced with one girl, or stood moving little, and at that, awkwardly at the side of the dance floor; beers in hand, muttering to each other about how 'hot' the girls looked dancing, or about how lucky the guys dancing with them were. The guys who had managed to bag a girl to dance with were helping with the simulations; most trying to press themselves as near to the girl as possible. Kakashi had the sudden urge to tell them to 'get a room'. Of course; the smart-asses among them would just tell him that they 'had one' and that he was 'in it'. Kakashi therefore decided to just bare with the almost-love-making, despite the inconvenience it was to his vision.
The last place Kakashi turned his focus to was his left, which was crammed full of tables. The nearest table to them was occupied by several girls, who kept surreptitiously throwing him and his companions glances. Kakashi was artfully ignoring these glances, but Genma seemed to be very interested in them, and kept winking and waving back at the scantily clad women; several of whom Kakashi recognised as ANBU members. He supposed he could pass off their behaviour as 'practicing for missions of a seductive nature', of course, he knew they weren't 'practicing' as he'd have himself believe, but he refused to believe that they would be interested in any one of his companions, or himself. Except maybe Shikamaru – unfortunately they appeared to be a little out of his age bracket; make that about ten years out of his age bracket.
Then again, you never knew with girls these days, even Kakashi had to admit that the Temari girl that Shikamaru seemed to be dating, was one hot chick. He felt a little weird to be admitting this; if only to himself, because his students were only a year or so younger. Of course, he'd never see them that way; never ever. He may have appeared 'weird' or 'odd', but he was not 'deranged' or, contrary to popular belief – 'perverted'.
A low whistle distracted Kakashi from his thoughts; and he looked around to see Genma staring intently at the entrance to the bar; through which two women had just walked.
The taller of the two had long, dark hair, pulled back into two plats, which fell down her back, to her waist; and had legs which were, for want of better words, 'longer than forever'. The shorter came to her shoulder, and had shock white hair, the top layer was messy and fell about everywhere; underneath this layer peaked out short plats at random intervals, which twisted down to her shoulders.
Both appeared to be ninja – you could tell, it was the way they moved; nin moved with purpose, not with the 'slink' as the men called it; they didn't wonder around looking like the cat eying the cream; they walked as if they had gotten the cream, and were intent on intimidating anyone who came within an arms reach of said cream, by just using their status and posture.
Neither of the two were dressed conservatively. They were dressed as if they didn't know exactly what to wear; they looked like they had never been to a bar before - Kakashi wondered if that was actually a fact.
They both wore flat shoes(the first sign that they had never been here before; all the other girls in the bar, that Kakashi had seen, were wearing at least four inches of heel – impractical, but worth it, apparently); the second actually wearing what looked like ballet shoes; correct even to the long ribbons which were wrapped around her legs at intervals, finally being tied just beneath the backs of her knees. They were blue.
Sticking with the blue theme, she also wore a dress of the exact same colour. It had a big bow around the middle, which you could see from the front; the ends of the ribbons falling past the hemline of the dress.
The taller one, on the other hand, was wearing flat black shoes; and had decided to go for the classic 'little black dress' – the sort of fashion which was so famous that even the social hermit Kakashi knew about it. The dress had two little straps at the top, pulling over her shoulders, and from the top of her chest, it hugged her body like lycra until her mid thigh; where the dress abruptly ended, presumably to give everyone around a stunning view of her long legs.
The shorter of the two appeared to be looking for someone; her eyes darting around the room, not missing anything – of course, this could just be for show, Kakashi wondered whether, in a moment, she was going to put on a dramatised sigh, and then ask the most attractive looking guy in the bar where 'so and so' is, in hopes of being asked to sit down. Not that any guy would mind if they did sit with them; Genma, for example, was salivating at the sight of them – of course, this wasn't much of a challenge, Genma salivated over anything with two legs and a short skirt. However, he had to agree with the guy this time; if he didn't have a reputation to uphold, Kakashi would probably have followed the man's lead and whistled at the women as they walked past.
The shorter girl's gaze finally swept over their table; and came to rest on none other than Shikamaru. The girl turned slightly and elbowed her friend, nodding her head towards him. The other shook her head at her, and muttered something under her breath, before dragging her over to another table to Kakashi's left. He saw the shorter girl's face fall a little, before turning to smile over at Shikamaru as they passed.
Kakashi had assumed that she had liked the look of Shikamaru, which was why the girl had tried to get her friend to join him at the men's table. However, she didn't seem upset, or even slightly ruffled at the fact that Shikamaru didn't smile back, or even acknowledge the fact that she had smiled at him – of course, he probably hadn't even noticed. Kakashi had assumed that the taller girl had informed the shorter that Shikamaru was seeing Temari (Since Kakashi was quiet sure that he was), which was why the smaller girl had seemed disappointed. However, the smile she gave him was the sort you would give a friend or acquaintance on the street; when you weren't sure that they would see you, but you wanted to show that you saw them.
She was obviously not interested.
Kakashi watched as the two sat down, they sat opposite each other, 'strategic positioning', Kakashi realised, they'd be able to see the threats which came from behind each other, undoubtedly ninja. The two once again looked like they'd never been to a bar before; or even relaxed. They seemed to be set in their ways.
Both, he noticed, also seemed a little tense; although the shorter one looked extremely excited also; she was leaning towards her friend and talking rapidly, a grin all over her face, and her eyes kept glancing around her, as if it was all something new.
The taller seemed a little more composed, and kept glancing towards a man at the bar.
Kakashi recognised him as Kunimitsu; a familiar ANBU member who Kakashi had worked with in the past. The man had golden hair and eyes, which had made him quite popular with the female population of Konoha, but was, surprisingly, still single. His good teamwork, easy charm, and patriotism had won Kakashi over when they'd met on missions. Needless to say, Kakashi liked the other man.
The shorter of the two women seemed to have caught Kakashi staring at her friend; he saw the taller flinch and guessed that the woman had been kicked under the table. He watched as they had another hurried conversation, before, surprisingly, the taller woman turned around to face him directly.
Caught off guard by the woman's boldness; and a little embarrassed to have been caught staring, Kakashi turned his eyes towards the table.
This was all Anko's fault. Even now his fingers were itching to fish out his Icha Icha books. He wondered what the women would think if he did just decide to pull out his book.
Kakashi decided to ignore the girls, and started to focus on the conversation that had started up between his friends.
"Definitely would – who wouldn't!?"
"Dunno about you, but I'd rather have some bigger assets, if you know what I mean."
"Girls are far too troublesome."
Kakashi would have to agree with Shikamaru on that one; the only way he'd ever been involved with women was for mission sex. Of course, he could always just go have mission sex with another guy; but there was something alluring about the challenge women presented; it was harder to get into their beds; but it was also harder to get out of them without them a, knowing, or b, caring.
Although
whichever way you looked at it, ninja women were easier. They
understood mission sex; hell, they had mission sex themselves. Some,
of course, had permanent, or semi-permanent lovers; but they weren't
always around when their other halves needed them. Men tended to try
and not get involved in one of these arrangements. Luckily, the
female ninja population was far more sparse than the male
population.
The only problem was making sure that the nin you went
after wasn't already taken. For example; Anko, who was grinding
against the latest man in an alarming manor wasn't taken. Kurenai,
on the other hand, who was currently laid up in bed, and heavily
pregnant, was taken. However, she was one of the more obvious taken
females; and had been, even before she became pregnant. She was a
crap actress.
Come to think of it, Asuma had been a crap actor as well.
He glanced over at the women he had sworn to ignore again. He wondered if they were single. The taller obviously hoped not to be. Kunimitsu seemed to have joined them now, along with a few other friends of his, who Kakashi didn't know. They were younger than both himself, and Kunimitsu for that matter.
One of them had an obvious interest in the shorter woman. He sat to her right, and looked to be touching her whenever the opportunity presented itself. She didn't seem to mind him; in fact, she was talking avidly with him, however, she cringed away a little every time he touched her. He wondered if she was uncomfortable with 'touchy-feely' things, as some ninja had become.
Kakashi had once been very opposed to the 'touchy-feely things', but since he had taken on students, he had become a lot better with them. Of course, you couldn't have students unless you were able to communicate with them. He had needed to show them how to use weapons properly, which meant that he had to help them position their hands; so he couldn't be too opposed to the 'touchy-feely' things.
Kakashi was quite pleased to note that, a little while later, an ANBU came and took the men away; presumably a mission had arisen. They'd chosen the perfect time for Kakashi; he was beginning to get annoyed with the man who obviously couldn't keep his hands to himself. He was a little upset, however, for the taller woman, who had obviously been having a good time until the ANBU came. When the men left, she slouched a little. The shorter spoke to her for a while, leaning across the table and smiling at her, and before long, she seemed to have cheered up; her posture returning.
Genma seemed to have taken this as a good thing, and was currently ordering a waitress to take a couple of drinks over to them; curtsey of himself.
Kakashi watched as the waitress walked over to them with the drinks, before motioning at Genma over her shoulders. The taller one seemed to be trying to refuse hers.
The shorter managed to convince the woman to keep the drink, and, when the waitress had gone, she waved over at Genma with a big smile on her face. She seemed pretty pleased to have received the free drinks.
He watched as she lifted the drink up to her lips. Suddenly the taller of the two struck out.
The drink went everywhere.
"What the hell?!"
Genma and the shorter girl appeared to have spoken the same words, at the same time.
The taller girl leaned across the table to say something to the shorter girl, which clearly upset her. She stood, leaning forwards with her hands on the table, whilst the other girl stood, pushing her untouched drink away, and walked around to join the girl the other side of the table.
She must have seen it coming, if she was any sort of ninja, but she didn't block the palm which slapped her right across her face, leaving an angry red mark.
The woman stood there wide-eyed, watching as her companion left the bar, leaving her dripping wet from the drink, which had managed to soak her as it fell. She gripped the table tightly for a few moments.
Genma made to get up, but Kakashi held him back, waiting for the girl to react. She didn't – at least, not in any sane way; the girl got up and ran after her friend.
"Y-YUKI-CHAN!" The woman yelled after her, clearly more worried that she had upset her friend, than about the drinks.
The girl turned back just before she reached the door and yelled at the waitress.
"Put it on Tsunade's tab!"
Then she left.
"What the hell?" Asked the waitress, "I don't know if they even know Hokage-sama! I can't just 'put it on her tab'!"
Kakashi sighed; it was true, but he wondered why they'd asked her to put it on Tsunade's tab, of all people. He sighed, got up, and walked over to the waitress.
"Here", he muttered, slipping her some money, "that'll cover mine and theirs, so no worries okay?"
He smiled at her.
"A-a-ah, right, thank you, Hatake-sama", the girl stuttered after him, as Kakashi followed the women's lead and walked out of the bar.
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