Second chapter yay! so I had to rewrite this after my computer went to shits, and unfortunatly i dont feel as though it is as good as what i wrote in the first place, but still whatever.

Normally, Kakashi would have insisted he wasn't staring, but as she crossed her arms her breast were pushed upwards and his breath shortened as he felt a twinge in his lower abdomen. Oh shit no, that shouldn't happen. Especially not now.

"Im sorry Ryoka-san!" He said almost too cheerfully, "I was just looking at the tattoo on your shoulder! It looks very pretty!"

She blew out an indignant huff and proceeded to drink the foul tasting substance, nearly sculling it all in one go. They sat there silently for awhile, both Kakashi and Ryoka refilling their cups, Kakashi drinking slowly, while Ryoka drinking way too quickly. In an effort to lighten up the conversation and stop her from sculling her drink, Kakashi decided to ask her about the tattoos.

"Do your tattoos mean anything Ryoka?" He quickly asked her. He looked up as he said it and he found that thank the lords she no longer looked very angry. Her answer came very quick and very precise,

"Well, some of them do, some of them don't."

He attempted yet again to get more of a conversation out of her.

"How many tattoos do you have? If you don't mind me asking," He said, carefully testing the waters to make sure she wouldn't get angry again. He was curious about her tattoos, in his experience tattoos generally meant something very important, and she had quite a few. She sculled the rest of her cup and let out a deep breath.

"Um, well, quite a few. Want me to show ya?" She suddenly chirped, somehow her mood had changed in an instant. She giggled slightly as she pushed on the pillow she was sitting on and tried to get up. At this point Kakashi really hadn't realised how drunk the alcohol had made her. So when Ryoka started to fall forwards he barely had enough time to get up and jump across the table to catch her. Kakashi however did not have enough time to plan a decent landing, so when he caught her they both fell backwards and tumbled onto the floor. Somehow Ryoka landed on top of Kakashi and as she adjusted her leg to prop herself up she grazed painfully close to his groin. He quickly stifled a moan at the back of his throat so that instead it came out as a weird grunt and put his hands on her hips to try and put her off him. Ryoka lifted her face so that it was just over his. He stopped in his tracks, and looked at her. Her blue hair fell gently onto his face and she looked at him with a completely blank expression. Suddenly her expression changed to a devious smirk as she lifted her arm and surprisingly quickly grabbed at his mask in an attempt to pull it off. Oh, so this is how she wants to play huh? He thought. He expertly grabbed her hand before she could touch him, and flipped them both around so that he was on top. Before she could react, he pinned both her arms above her head and straddled her.

His small victory was short lived as she somehow pulled herself up and slipped her legs out from under him just to curl them around his waist to try and flip him. Her plan didn't go as she intended but nonetheless it affected Kakashi in a way he was hoping it wouldn't. As her hips crashed into his he unintentionally let go of her hands as the twinge in his abdomen grew larger. Realising her new freedom, she twisted more and tried but failed to turn Kakashi back over. Kakashi needed to get out of this situation, seeing her flail below him was turning him on like crazy and his pants were beginning to get uncomfortably tight.

Luckily for him, the alcohol in Ryoka's system took this moment to kick in and cause her to pass out. Her legs let go of him and suddenly she was lying peacefully on the tile floor, her hair mussed and arms above her. Kakashi noted how low her top had sunk, her bra was almost completely visible, gently cupping her generous breasts. Her skirt had ridden all the way up and exposed her black panties. All Kakashi wanted to do was fuck her then and there, his erection throbbing painfully at the thought. She was completely inebriated after the amount of alcohol her small body had consumed. Kakashi ignored his hard on, and got up and gently picked her up bridal style. She was gonna have a hell of a hangover tomorrow, and in a way he felt somewhat responsible. The least he could do is make sure she's safe and not throwing up. He walked towards a corridor, in the hope of finding her bedroom. Luckily the first door he opened revealed a large double bed and a floor made of clothes. Believing that this was her bedroom, he slowly walked inside, making sure to not budge the sleeping Ryoka too much.

He gently placed her down onto the bed, and sat down beside her. He wasn't really too sure of what to do. He shouldn't leave her, but then again, it would be awkward in the morning if she wakes up and he's still there. He sighed and turned to look at her. She moved slightly and mumbled something under her breath. He internally scolded himself for thinking of her in such a dirty way, after all, she didn't look his age. If anything she looked closer to his student's age, which would mean he's over 10 years older than her. Just then her eyes flickered open and a look of panic appeared on her face. She quickly sat up and put her hand in front of her mouth.

"Oh shit, quickly, we have to get you to the bathroom." Kakashi replied, already holding her up and running to find the room.

"It's on the left, there..," she managed to say, before having to cover her mouth again.

Kakashi forced open the door and pulled her along to the toilet just in time. She began to heave and Kakashi grabbed her hair and pulled it into a quick ponytail. They sat there for about 20 minutes, Ryoka emptying the contents of her stomach into the toilet while Kakashi patted her back, trying to be useful. When it seemed she was done, Kakashi got up to get a glass of water from the kitchen. He knelt back down beside her and tried to get her to drink the water. She managed to drink half the glass before spilling the rest on both their shirts.

"Oh gosh, Kakashiii I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to spill it," She slurred out, her hands grabbing at his shirt in a drunken attempt to clean the water with her hands.

"Don't worry about it, it's just water," He deftly replied. Deciding that she probably won't remember this in the morning, he pulled his shirt over his head and pulled of his mask.

"I'll just leave it to dry here, it'll be fine." He said. She however was too busy staring at his face without his mask. He was an incredibly handsome individual. He had strong cheekbones and definitely no buckteeth. Ryoka could only hope that she would remember his face in the morning. Subconsciously she placed her hand on his bare torso and leaned forward to inspect his face further. Her other hand crept up and began to trace along his jaw line. Kakashi would have blushed or something, but in that moment the tension between them was insurmountable. He could feel every finger of hers tracing his face, her other hand slowly travelling across his chest, feeling the rough scarred skin beneath her. His heartbeat quickened and his Addams apple bobbed as he swallowed. She edged even closer to him, their faces only inches apart. Kakashi took the initiative and closed his eyes and went for it. When he felt her soft lips on his he moved his hands onto her hips and pulled her closer. She let out a small squeak of surprise but then sunk into the kiss. He opened his mouth slightly to invite her in. She responded and deepened the kiss. His tongue swept out to explore her mouth as he put one hand on the back of her head. She fit so perfectly between him, he could hold her and she melted into him. He could taste the alcohol on her tongue, and it was only this that reminded him of the fact that both of them were very much drunk. He pulled back roughly and took a deep breath. She was flushed and panting and looked at him with a confused expression.

"We... were both drunk, Ryoka, we shouldn't do this," He said, looking away.

It took her a moment to register what he had said, when she did, her reply was,

"Oh, yeah, um, sorry. This probably isn't a good idea I guess," She turned away, looking disappointed. She quickly took her hands of him and sluggishly got up. Propping her hands up on the counter she turned to Kakashi,

"I'm probably cool by myself, you can leave if you want." She mumbled, beginning to walk forward.

Kakashi felt bad for making her feel like it was her fault, although to be fair she wouldn't remember this tomorrow. Or that's just what he kept on telling himself. He was pretty drunk, but he could probably make it home alright, so he got up and followed Ryoka out of the bathroom. Ryoka was stumbling ahead, holding onto the walls for support, she reached the living room where a pillow decided to trip her up and make her land on her ass.

"Ooh, godammit, why does everything gotta be so shaky." She said, attempting yet again to get up without falling over.

"Hey Ryoka, you seriously don't look to stable, why don't I stay the night to look after you, I wouldn't want to come back tomorrow to see you cracked your head open because you tripped on something." He said.

She considered this while sitting on the floor, she knew very well that she could get real slutty when she's drunk. But god almighty Kakashi had some fine abs. He was a good kisser too, not like those guys who think drooling everywhere is attractive. She could only wonder what he had underneath his pants. The thought made her stomach erupt in butterflies and she fell back to lie down on the floor to hide her blushing face.

"Weeeell, I guess you can stay," she said, almost giggling.

Kakashi wondered how her mood had changed so quickly, she seemed almost giddy now.

"Well I think we should probably try to sleep of the alcohol now then," He said.

Kakashi extended an arm to help Ryoka up, she grabbed his hand and pulled herself almost up, before her legs gave out and she fell down again.

"Jesus, girl, I don think I've ever seen any one trip this much." He mused.

"Sh.. shut up, all of my balance goes out the window when I drink ok!" She replied, trying again to pull herself up, this time succeeding but only staying up by propping herself on Kakashi. He put one arm around her waist and they walked together towards her bedroom. She revelled in his proximity, feeling the heat between them. They got to her bed and Kakashi let go of her as she clumsily climbed into bed. He turned to leave as she grabbed his hand and pulled him back.

"Kakashi, can you... could you stay here for the night?" she asked, whispering quietly.

"Why would you want that?" He asked back, trying not to sound seductive for his own sake.

"Pleeeeeease Kakashi im cold." She replied, pouting her lips and looking at him.

"Maybe you should turn the heater on then," He said dismissively. In truth he would have very much liked to sleep with her, but he told himself earlier that the only reason he was staying was to make sure she was safe. If he shared the bed with her, his thoughts would almost certainly wonder into perverted territory.

"Kakashiii! My heaters broken," She said as she gave a sharp tug at his arm making him stumble towards the bed slightly.

"Ok, fine I will." He said. She did want him there, it was her choice, Kakashi had no say in the matter, he just had to sleep with her, he reasoned. He walked over to the other side of the bed and climbed in. She clapped her hands together happily and grinned.

"Yay! were gonna have a fun sleepover, kay?" She said.

She was way too happy for his liking. Her drunk mood swings were beginning to scare Kakashi.

i made this story as somewhat of a tester, so i haven't actually thought of an actual plot for it. it was mostly just some idea in my head that i felt like writing down, so please forgive me for not having much of a plot just yet! for now ill keep writing but i don't know if ill make this into an actual story. my thoughts are a bit messy but i hope you liked reading this, if ya did, you should totally leave a review, tell me what i can do better! :)