Well I started writing this story originally as a challenge to start writing all the pairings I was requested, but I've grown to rather like KakashiAnko stories, and have written two or three other ones I believe (Derivative, Sweet Price to Pay, and Blade). This story is completely complete, but I may think about writing a sequel to this, due to the high turn out and stuff.

Anyways, I am revising the story, and this chapter is now nice and crisp. The last chapter might be the entire story before revisions, in case people want to look at that, or maybe I'll think about doing it, I'm not even sure.

Enjoy in the meantime! This story was originally completed in the summer of 2009, and I'm revisiting it two years later to look back at my younger self. Hopefully you'll join me as I do this!


Kakashi had agreed to go to the hot springs along with Asuma, but only because Asuma didn't want to go alone and be surrounded by strangers.

And unfortunately, Kakashi was the first friend Asuma had spotted.

"Thanks man," Asuma said. "My complex's heater broke down a week ago and I miss hot water," turning to Kakashi, "Besides, consider it manly bonding time."

Kakashi hadn't uttered a single word, instead noting how Asuma was getting more and more ridiculous, making more excuses for Kakashi to go to the springs with him, rather than just demanding so. Kakashi was certain Asuma was heterosexual, but it seemed Asuma didn't want to be misinterpreted.

Asuma was ready for the hot water before Kakashi was, since Kakashi was having a hard time keeping the thick towel around his face. He turned his back to Asuma to do this, and felt Asuma's gaze on his back.

"Damn Kakashi," Asuma chuckled. "I would have never guessed."

"What?" Kakashi asked, more in demand than in question, turning towards Asuma.

"Anko owns you?" Asuma asked, eyes mocking Kakashi.

"What?" Kakashi asked again, this time in disbelief. "I don't—"

"On your back," Asuma said, motioning Kakashi to turn around, while Kakashi tried to look at his own back.

Kakashi faced his back to the nearest mirror and read the words reflecting back at him.

Anko owns me.

He ran his hand over the words to feel them, and was surprised to find that the words were actually scars over his skin.

He looked to Asuma to see his friend's reaction.

"You have lots of explaining to do," Asuma said bluntly, suppressing a laugh.

Kakashi groaned and looked back at the incriminating words carved into his back.


Alright, this chapter is looking nice and fresh. Read on? Stop to review first? Completely your choice.

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