A/N: Disclaimer: Yet again I do not own Naruto. Masashi Kishimoto does.

That night everyone arrived just on time. Six-thirty. Now we have to see if Kakashi will arrive on time at 7:30. Won't he be surprised that everyone's here. I was cooking putting various kinds of meats onto skewers and handed them to people. Mom came up to me to ask a favor. "Kaoru, honey. Can you go out and buy some ice? We ran out."

"Sure," I said. I grabbed my jacket and headed for the conbini. A few minutes and I picked up the ice in no time. When I got back to the house, I found it was louder than before I left. What the hell is going on? I walked into the backyard and found that Gai was entertaining everyone and Kakashi had yet to arrive. It was 7:29. Almost time for Kakashi to arrive.

This was unbelievable. My family seems to like Gai a lot. And now my mom is approaching me. Wait for the moment where she asks me what I think about Gai. And I'd always tell her that I wouldn't ever marry him. My family's a bit crazy when it comes to marrying me off. Maybe it's because I live with my parents and they want me to leave. It's like a baby bird's failure to launch. But it's great living with your parents. They do everything for you. Well almost everything. You may have to do a little something now and then.

Here it comes. Wait for it… "Kaoru, where is Kakashi? It's already 8:30."

"What?! I thought it was 7:30," I said squinting at the clock again. It did say 8:30. That Kakashi is dead meat. "He. Is. Dead. I'll slice his throat and roast him on an open fire."

"What's that about me roasting on an open fire?" I looked behind me and there he was. Lo and behold, Kakashi. He was late as always.

"Where the hell have you been? My brothers and sisters were betting on when you would come or if you'd even come," I said jabbing him the chest making every jab harder than the other.

"Hey, that's gonna bruise," he said rubbing the spot I poked. "I'm sorry I was late alright?"

"Not alright, unless you have a good reason for being late, I'll never forgive you," I pouted. "I'm tired. Everyone can carry on without me." I walked up to my room. I lay on my bed burying my head in the pillow and screamed.