What the hell is this song? Itachi thought as he looked towards a window. He looked at the other dancers. He was disgusted at how men could have women so close to their shafts. He went towards the door, determined to get air.
On the way there he was stopped by a woman. She asked him to dance. He rolled his eyes and moved on, causing her to yell and scream. He was unaffected . He reached the door. He had his hand on the doorknob and was about to leave when it was abruptly opened by someone else. He fell to the floor, onto his ass.
"WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM?" He growled as he looked at the legs of the person who had knocked him over. A hand was offered to help him up. He pushed it aside and got up, brushing off any possible dirt that could be on him.
"Sorry, I can't see where I'm going half the name is Kakashi" A voice said calmly over the roar of the music. Itachi looked at the person that knocked him over. The first thing that stood out was the silver hair that spiked over at every angle. He was a ninja, from the head protector on his head. It covered his left eye. That was strange. He also had a face mask over the lower half of his face.
"No wonder, the only part of your face showing is your right eye." He said as he went out the door. Kakashi followed.
"Hey, is there anything I can do to make it up to you?" He seemed sincere but Itachi looked at him suspiciously.
"Take me out to dinner tomorrow night. around seven, you can pick the place." He smirked. There was no way that this guy would take him up on the offer.
Kakashi seemed to smirk back. "Deal. Dress nice and I'll see you seven sharp." He walked back inside.
Itachi blinked. Had that really just happened? He shrugged and went home. There was no point in staying here...Why had he ever came here in the first place?.
Itachi got home and sat on the couch. Kakashi hadn't been serious had he? Itachi laid back and closed his eyes. He was tired. Sasuke was asleep, so he wasn't worried about being bothered. He sighed and went to his room and went to the closet, just in case. He picked out his outfit and then laid himself on the bed, with the lights on.
He thought for a few minutes about what Kakashi would do if he did take him to dinner. He had told Itachi to dress nice, so it had to be an nice place. He got up, turned off the lights then laid on his stomach. He hated it when he was tired. People spent to much time sleeping.
He closed his eye and was soon fast asleep.
Itachi was awoken by the sounds of Sasuke preparing to go to school. Sasuke had never been the best at being quiet when he was at home. He was a perfect ninja in training though. He never made the same mistake twice.
Itachi rolled his eyes and went to the bathroom. He took a piss then removed his clothesand hair band. He needed to shower. He pulled back the curtain, stepping inside and closing it again. He turned the water on hot and stood long enought for his hair to get soaked. He took shampoo and lathered his hair. He loved the smell of mint and preferable liked to smell like it. He smiled as the scent reached his nose.
After he washed out all soap products, he took a towel and dried his hair. He hated how thick it was. It was such a bother to prepare for anything. He wrapped the towel around his waist and let the rest of himself airdry as he brushed his ebony hair. He patiently went through the snags and tangles.
Sasuke was gone as he came out of the bathroom. He went to his room and took out the clothes he had picked out: a black, long sleeve, button up shirt with black dress pant. He took out an ironing board and smoothed out all the wrinkles.
He put on the clothes and then sat on the couch. He turned on the tv and waited.
After an hour of waiting, a knock came at the door. Itachi looked at the clock: seven sharp. He went to the door and answered. Kakashi was at the door. "You clean up well." Kakashi was wearing a white longsleve shirt with tan pants. He didn't have his forhead protector on but his left eye was closed. Itachi noticed a scar running over the eyelid. He was, though, still wearing his mask.
"What's with the mask?" He asked with a smirk.
"I've been wearing these forever. So I decided to keep it that way." He shrugged and looked up and down Itachi. "You don't look so bad yourself."
"Ready?" he went out of his home toward the running car.
Kakashi chuckled, seeming to like Itachi's cockiness. He got into the driver's seat and drove out to a small little resturant. "You've probably never heard of this place. It's fairly new."
Itatchi shrugged. He didn't go out much anyway. He got out of the car. "What type of food do they serve."
Kakashi's mask moved into what looked like a smile. "everything."
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