Kakashi felt like crap, plain and simple. After coming home from a mission that ended up with a few good punches to his face, which caused his cheeks to swell up, and then being grilled by the Fifth Hokage for being late in turning in his report, all he wanted to do was go home, make dinner and relax.
But, it seemed that fate wasn't feeling so inclined today. Trying to make dinner was a disaster in itself. Kakashi gave up after trying to drain the noodles when the boiling water came up and splashed him in the eye. Cursing under his breath he put everything down and stormed off to his bedroom in his small apartment.
Kakashi was so furious with everything that he literally ripped his clothes off. Seething on the outside and the inside, he glared at anything he could. There was nothing to glare at he noticed; nothing to really scare. Suddenly, his mind came to the conclusion that coming home to an empty apartment was indeed lovely. No animals to pick up after (unless he summoned them for some God awful reason), no human being to annoy him.
After clearing his head, he felt a tad better as he eyed his bath tub dreamily…
A few minutes later, Kakashi sank down chin deep into the hot water of his precious bathtub. The steam filled his nose, refreshing his senses. A lop-sided grin came to his lips and spread his legs, one resting on the soap holder, and the other bent over the edge of the tub.
Pale fingers reached up to an even paler face and he lightly touched the swollen part of his jaw. He winced as he could suddenly taste blood in the back of mouth and he just knew his face was going to be black and blue. Ah well, such as Shinobi life, ne? He snickered to himself quietly as he grabbed a wash cloth off of the toilet seat and went to work at scrubbing off the dirt and grime and bitterness from today.
Next time, he would remember to bring Icha Icha Paradise with him, then he'd be able to block out everyone yelling at him.
