A/n: …Hi.

PLEASE JOIN ME FOR THE SEQUEL! THE FINAL SAGA OF THE ROMANTIC ANTICS SERIES! Troublesome Romance which is to be released between the 14th and the 25th of June. REMEMBER! See you soon. Later days…Remember THAT lie? Yeah...sorry. Life goes on...

High School Graduation,

Summer Trip To Jamaica

College..etc.

...and stuff happens. Oh well!

I have returned as a new writer (okay THAT I'm not sure about, but I have bordered in ideas and taken more consideration for what I write. So…yeah..) I will soon officially convert to the penname blankedty. It's part of my change.

This story is the conclusion to the Romantic Antics Series. (IF YOU HAVEN'T READ ROMANTIC ANTICS OR UNKNOWN ROMANCE READ THOSE FIRST! THIS IS A SEQUEL!) If you guys are too lazy and don't love me enough to read those two fics, you can read the recap fics for the both of them, which highlight the critical moments to the two fics. (Don't forget to review. I do want to have an impressive stats…what?)

Here is the prologue to the end.

She knocked on the door of Yoshimitsu Kirara's office and slid it open when ordered to come in. Yui entered to see her mother sitting on her desk. Legs crossed and hands folded neatly in her lap. "They've gone?" She asked.

"Yes."

"Please be seated." Yui did as told and took the same position.

"You asked for me?"

"As you know the situation that occurred in this village is because I have failed to provide the proper protection. Even though we are not a village of violence, many violent things happen regardless."

"Well…this is a merchant's village and a good number of merchants are corrupt individuals that involve themselves with shady characters."

"Right, meaning difficulties flock over."

"I know this so what is the purpose of this meeting?"

"Feudal Lord Hanajima Hiroshi has made an offer to combine with our village, and provide required force."

"And? That information is excellent and all but---"

"But in order for this to happen he mandates his son being wed."

Yui's eyes widened and her breath froze. Her hand grabbed the arms of the chair while her face became slightly pale. She did not want to believe what she was hearing. In her denial was screaming it was not possible. That it wasn't true. "So what you're trying to say is---"

"What I am saying is that you are engaged. Your wedding is to be in Mid-July." Kirara picked up several documents off her desk and looked over them briefly. Her eyes looked to Yui who sat there as if someone's death had been announced. "Are you alright Yui?" She asked, knowing the answer.

"…yes..." She lied. "I'll be just fine."

Troublesome Romance-Prologue-

Of His Happiness and Her Unhappiness

Under the city lights of Konoha two men walked side by side, with the light smell of alcohol in the air. They were in the red light district, enjoying the time the evening life had to offer. Sitting in a bar for more than two hours, being merry and unwinding. That's what most men did, and always would do.

While walking a pair of interested eyes stared into the window of a crystal shop, looking and gazing at the all the objects on display by the store. Each and every crystal figurine was crafted perfectly and precise. They were beautiful in every form they appeared. However, it was one particular figurine that caught the eye of the gentleman staring. It had been one of a young woman holding the hands of her lover. They seemed almost life like as he stared at them in awe. It was almost as if he wanted them to come to life. Or more so, he wanted it to be his reality.

"What are you looking at?" Maito Gai asked his good friend and same time rival. The shiny teethed, bobbed hair taijutsu artist looked to the silver haired man and wondered why he seemed so lost to the sights in his view.

"…" No words left Kakashi's mouth. He just stared into the window. His two eyes becoming wide and excited like a child with innocence. It had been long ago since he removed his forehead protector and revealed both eyes to the window. He loved that which he saw. He loved deeply.

"Kakashi, what is it that you look at with such eyes?" Gai asked again. He glanced in the mirror a couple of times, but did not understand Kakashi's fixation. "Are you that drunk?" He asked again.

"…"

"What is it?" He looked once more and then saw what it was that Kakashi stared at with such eyes. A beautiful figure with her lover. The figure had craftsmanship so well done it seemed to be a perfect creation by God himself. It seemed like…no…it was exactly in similarity to his rival's one and honest keeper.

The woman he loved.

"The figure, it looks like Yui. It looks so much like her. As if to be put here, just for me to look at, right now." Kakashi said to his friend.

"…What? You must be drunk as hell to say that now. It just sounds really, really girly. I mean, seriously."

"That doesn't matter. It looks like her."

"So what are you going to buy it now?"

"…Of course not." Kakashi placed his leaf forehead protector back upon his head. He placed it over his fiery sharingan once more and seemed more like his silly, old self. "I just liked staring at it."

"Yeah. Now you sound like a middle aged woman in denial about the affair she may be having."

"So be it. You're entitled to your opinion."

"Hey! I hate when you give up an argument so easily."

"What argument?"

"…You know, I'm not quite sure."

"You never change."

"Change?! Change what? Do you see how incredibly handsome I am? I need not to change a thing."

"Whatever. Was there a point to this conversation?"

"Yes?! You're love sick! That was my point."

"Hm? Oh, well, that is something I need not to deny. I am. Proudly."

"Aww, isn't that cute? Kakashi is in love." Gai wiggled like a worm, dancing in a way that made him appear ignorant and foolish. Kakashi only watched knowing that it was a result of Gai's natural stupidity and slightly drunken state. He would have walked away that moment; however, he knew he'd feel guilt if he left Gai there.

'Wait. No I won't.' And so he walked away leaving Maito Gai dancing in the street like an idiot. He need not care. He was in love.

A face with light blush and deep red lipstick had a look of distaste. Long eyelashes for a pair of green eyes looked around the room hurriedly and watched as everything occurred. A man talking to a woman, and few other officials speaking to colleagues. Two security ninjas at the door, guarding it with their lives. Her younger sister stood to the left of her, whilst her brother drank yet another glass of a strange wine that was so deep in red color; it appeared black inside its glass. Why did she have to be stuck there at that moment?

A bright moon glowed outside and she looked through the window. It almost seemed she longed for the huge white circle in the sky. Yui sighed. Couldn't she stand outside in the light summer breeze, rather than stay inside with people who had no value to her?

"Yui?" Her younger sister Yume called. The child knew the look of longing on her sister's face and pulled on her summer kimono.

"Hm?" The older blonde looked down to the girl and smiled weakly. "Yes?"

"Are you okay?" She asked. "You don't seem very down to earth right now." Yume looked to her older sister with some worry in her eyes, slightly confused to her sister's distance.

"Fine."

"You're sure?" She asked.

"Yeah. Excuse me for a minute Yume." She released the little girl's grip and headed towards the balcony. She needed some fresh air. She was tired of dealing with formalities, tired with wearing kimonos and sandals. Tired of putting on make-up for people she cared not a thing for. Tired. A break. A moment. It was what she needed. What she really wanted.

The young blonde woman pushed open the door to the balcony and looked up as to gaze upon what gave her a feeling of some freedom or escape. The moon. The moon, silver like his hair. The summer breeze blowing over her, fresh and sweet like their love. Although distant, for some reason she could feel him in the air. And that, she loved. She loved all of it. She took a deep breathe and inhaled. Fresh Air. Free for the moment. Even if it was temporary. It was some freedom…

"Yui?" A particular voice called. It sounded much older, and had a strong tone. A blued woman wearing a silk robe walked onto the veranda and joined her daughter. Yoshimitsu Kirara stood on the balcony as well wondering as to why her child was outside, and no longer having presence in the gala that was going on inside. She looked displeased to see her daughter away from the crowd. "Yui why are you out here?" She asked.

Yui turned to see her mother staring at her dead in the face. Her eyes looked faded, and blank as if having no feeling what so ever. "I…I was getting some air. It's quite stuffy inside. Don't you think so? I mean it is summer."

"I saw you leave. Yume came over and told me you wanted some space. Is there any reason for that?"

"Not really." The younger woman lied. "Not at all." She looked to the moon again and sighed deeply. Kirara raised an eyebrow knowing the type of feeling that accompanied that particular sigh.

"I would like to think, Yui, that you are not wondering about someone else, when come July, you'll be wed."

"I…I…" Yui's eyes met her mother's once more and the two stared at each other. Tension seemed to arise between them. It was thick and visible. It felt like a threat of its own. It continued to increase despite the cooling summer air. The burning anger sitting between the two was blatant.

"I thought you were had no fear, dear child. What happened to all that fire that was here when the Konoha-nin were around? Hm?" When hearing this as Kirara's voice went up in volume, the guests of the party came closer as to eavesdrop. What was happening with the hostess?

"…" And even closer as Yui fell silent.

"Well?"

"Mother, I'd rather you not provoke me." The crowd began to notice even more. A possible fight between mother and daughter? Yoshimitsu Yuri frowned when seeing the crowd more interested in his family affairs than they should have been.

"And I'd rather you do what you are told. We had an understanding, right? I'm so very sure we had one."

"Mother I cannot go through with this madness! You wish to marry me to some man I never even heard of! For the reasons of village safety. That is the worse load of shit I've ever heard!"

"That's the temper I'm accustom to. Now, I will shut it down. I mean it was the only reason I built it up."

"…"

"Your place as my daughter makes this mandatory for you. Your father lived for the people of this small village. You show disrespect to him in death by refusing to do as you are told. You will marry Hanajima's son, whether it kills you or not."

"…I..I refuse!"

"You cannot."

"…What is the point of this party? Hm? To embarrass me? To have everyone see your obedient and docile family!?"

"No. It is meant for you to meet Hanajima so that he may see you fit for his son. And thus far, you are acting horrific. I hope you don't disappoint him. No, you won't disappoint him. That is an order."

"I…I AM NOT YOUR DOG!" She shouted. The words echoed and the crowd fell silent. Kirara's eyes widened and Yui's face had changed to a bright red. One as almost as red as her lipstick.

She breathed heavily and looked at the crowd which eyeballed her. The blonde's face remained red in color as she pushed through the crowd and marched out the room. Yume looked at the empty doorway and soon ran out to follow her older sibling. Yuri smiled as he gulped down the deep red liquor and rubbed off its remnants with the back of his hand. Through all the fuss and commotion he still got what he was always interested in.

A young woman with smoky grey eyes, and brown short hair smiled to him from across the room. She fluttered her long lashes to him and exited the room as well. No one noticed the two vanish from the parlor as people crowded around Kirara with question and doubts about the situation that occurred.

It had all gone so well…

A/n: Review!

Now this is only the…unintentionally long prologue. Um…cause I wrote more than I needed to; chapter one will be posted really soon. Maybe less than a week…(only if reviews actually reach ten though…I mean I'm a proud review whore. Anyways…) Yep. Keep reviewing, hope you guys will be around for the first chapter. Remember, this is not an O/C fic. It's a Kakashi fic, with a female love interest, who happens to be an O/C. (I know it sound like shit, but it is true you know. Not the bullshit part I mean.)

Further Announcements…

I'm really…REALLY DESPERATE TO FIND AN ARTIST NICE ENOUGH TO AT LEAST DRAW YUI AND KAKASHI TOGETHER! OR YOU KNOW WHAT, THEY DON'T EVEN HAVE TO DO BOTH KAKASHI AND YUI, BUT AT LEAST YUI! I JUST WANNA SEE MY LIL' O/C IN A FORM THAT IS NOT ONLY IN MY HEAD! IT CAN EVEN BE JUST HER HEAD! i DON'T CARE!!!I'M SO DESPERATE I'LL EVEN WRITE SOMETHING IN RETURN FOR THE SUPER COOL ARTIST! ANYONE! ANYWHERE! DESPERATE CALL FOR AN ARTISIT! HELP! OH! Still review my chapter.

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