Yukiko

Chapter 3

By Crash

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Disclaimer – I do not own Naruto, or anything like that, but I do own my character Yukiko Hanatsurugi. Don't steal her. Kthxbai.

October 9, 2006 – Wow this is a record for how soon I'm posting the next chapter. I haven't had this beta read yet, or anything, so I hope it's semi-decent. There's lots of tense errors, but I'm working on that. I'm liking this 1st person PoV coz it's fun.

Well I hope everyone enjoys this!

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We walked down the street. I was struggling to keep up with Kakashi's long strides. It was getting to be late afternoon, and he was still reading the orange book he had in Tsunade's office.

"Hey!" I was starting to get annoyed. He was ignoring me. He wasn't even trying to engage me in conversation of any sort.

"What?" He asked, still reading his book.

"Stop reading that book!"

"Why?" He didn't even look at me. What a jerk.

"It's disrespectful!"

"How's so?" Argh…he's so annoying…

"You're ignoring me completely! Shouldn't you be asking me questions or something!?"

"You want me to ask you questions?" Didn't I just tell you that?

"Well, yea, just don't walk all quiet like that!"

"…"

"Fine then. I'll ask you questions!"

"And what if I don't answer?"

I scowled.

"Anyways. What is your book about?"

"Nothing you'd be interested in."

"How exactly do you know I'm not interested?" I am interested you stupid scarecrow-head!

"…Ah, here we are." He gestured to a building just ahead of us. It was a typical apartment building. I followed him up the stairs to his door. He turned to me with his hand behind his head, and what could only assume was a sheepish expression.

"It's not much, and it might be a mess, but here we are," he unlocked the door and opened it, holding it for me as I shuffled inside.

It was neat and simple, not messy at all, there was a living room, a kitchen with a little 'fridge, and two closed doors which I figured belonged to the bathroom and his bedroom. Kakashi took off his sandals and walked into the kitchen. I kicked mine off and followed him, still looking around the rather plain apartment.

"So dinner…" he muttered, making me feel very hungry.

I hadn't eating anything in the last three days. I hoped he might cook some meat and rice… He looked through a cabinet and pulled out a teakettle, which he filled with water and set on the stove. Tea? He's making tea! I wonder what kind it'll be…

"Beef or Chicken flavor?" he asked over his shoulder, rifling through another cupboard, pulling out two cups of instant ramen and setting them on the table in front of me.

I stared at them.

"Where did I but those extra chopsticks…"

I pouted-no I frowned. I wanted…I was expecting…real food. Not crappy instant ramen!

"That's all I've got. Those are the last two cups…" I guess he saw my reaction…

I reached for the beef flavor.

"I guess we could go to the store tomorrow…"

"I guess." I said still frowning. Is this how single guys lived? Eating instant food? How does he stay healthy?

The kettle whistled and he brought it over to the table. I opened the lids on the cups and he poured water into them. I closed the lids and set the chopsticks across the tops.

"So," he sat down across from me, studying my face. I arched a quizzical eyebrow in response.

"So what?"

"I was just thinking, since you're going to be 'dead' to the world, you might want to change your appearance a little."

I nodded in agreement playing with my hair. I hadn't really thought that deeply about that. He was right, someone might recognize me and that could mean trouble.

"Good idea."

Waiting for this "food" to cook is somewhat awkward.

I opened the lid of my ramen, only to get a rush of hot steam straight in the face.

"Hot!" I yelled, almost knocking the soup over. Kakashi chucked, opening his.

"Don't tell me you've never had instant ramen before."

"And what if I haven't?"

"You're a sad, deprived child."

I pouted. I pout a lot. I really hadn't had instant ramen before. I picked at it carefully with my chopsticks. I pulled my mask down and gingerly placed some of the noodles in my mouth. It was surprisingly tasty, I'd never had anything quite the same. Maybe I was just really hungry. I ate it in a flash though. When I looked up, Kakashi's mask was on and the cup was empty. I stared at him.

"When did you eat?"

"Just now." Huh, really…I pulled my mask up.

He picked up the cups and tossed them in the trash, and placed the chopsticks in the sink with an assortment of dirty dishes. I figured it was prime time to pester him with more questions. If I'm going to be living with this guy, I better break the ice first.

"How old are you Kakashi-kun?"

"Older than you." I smirked.

"But not too old for me, ne?" he started walking towards his room.

"Why're you being so familiar with me?"

"Well, I'm going to be living here for a while, so we might as well get cozy." Oh that might have come out wrong…

He went into his room and came out with some blankets and a pillow which he set on the couch.

"You'll be sleeping here Yuki-chan." Excuse me?

"Is that how you treat a lady?"

"You're not really a guest, you know." Well at least a couch is soft, no more sleeping on the ground for me!

Kakashi sat down on the couch and pulled out his book. I was still sitting at the kitchen table. I could only see the back of his head. I leaned forward on the table.

"Making me sleep on the couch…Maybe I should have taken my chances with Shiranui-san. He seemed nice enough."

"Oh. He'd let you sleep in his bed alright." Kakashi muttered.

I stood up and went to sit on the other end of the couch.

"You got a family?"

"No."

"Friends?"

"I guess you could call them that."

"Is Sakura-chan's natural hair color pink?"

"Pretty sure."

What else can I ask him…

"Can Sasuke-kun use the Sharingan?"

No answer. I guess he can use it then. Lets push this a little further.

"I wonder if he's like his brother at all." I looked at him out of the corner of my eyes. He was looking straight at me. He even set the book down.

"What are you trying to get at." He sounds a little mad, maybe this was a bad idea…

"Nothing. I'm just curious, since they look so much alike." If Sasuke grew out his hair and grew a bit taller, I might think they were twins. I wonder what it'll be like being on the same team as Itachi-sama's little brother.

What should I ask him now…Kakashi is reading the book again, I can't see it at all from here. Tomorrow I'm going to need new clothes. Maybe a haircut too. I'll ask Sakura. I don't think Kakashi is going to know anything about that stuff. He's just sitting there. He's tall, and lean, and I bet he's totally cut under that jounin outfit. Maybe he has a tan. I bet he does. His hair looks so soft, but it's such an odd color. When I first saw him from behind, I thought he was some old guy. I wonder…was it always that color? Did he go grey at an early age? Do people make fun of him? I think I would make fun of him.

"Do you have another question or something?" He's looking at me weird…was I staring at him too much? I was.

"Yea," I might as well just ask, its inevitable, right? "Did your hair go grey from stress? It makes you look…well, ridiculously old."

It seemed to strike a nerve. He responded with through gritted teeth.

"I was born with this color hair."

"Sure." I smirked. Let's push this subject a little further. "Do people think it looks cool?"

I guess he scowled, its hard to tell with the mask and all.

"Do you ask everyone these questions, or just me?"

"Just you…Well not really. I pretty much ask everyone those kind of questions. I'm just a curious person. I asked Itachi-sama the same questions when I met him, and I asked everyone in Akatsuki too, but they didn't seem to have very much patience for it. I don't think they like me at all. But Itachi-sama has always been nice to me. He puts up with me." I laughed, and looked over at Kakashi, he seemed to be keeping up. "I really think Kisame dislikes me most, out of everyone. He's kinda weird. And he smells."

"Kisame?"

"Yea, he's this one guy, but anyways, there's this other guy, Orochimaru, and he is creepy! He's kinda like a snake, and I don't mean like he's sneaky and stuff, like he's really like a snake, he's got a freaky weird tongue!"

"Didn't he leave Akatsuki?"

"Oh yea, that was a big deal, crazy-everyone was annoyed-but I was glad he left, since he was always saying weird things to me, like about how I 'fascinated' him."

"Like how?" Is that genuine interest I hear in his voice?

"He said something about me having some sort of "gift". I don't think I have any special gifts at all."

"What do you mean by gifts?" Presents, that's what I mean.

"I'm not really sure what they are. Sometimes I blank out on missions and by the time I wake up I'm in a different place, It's really confusing actually. Itachi-sama never told me anything about what happens when I'm unconscious. If I asked he would just change the subject." I yawned. Talking makes me tired.

Kakashi was watching me, probably hoping I would say more, but I'm tired, and I want to sleep.

"Why would he change the subject?"

"I dunno." He shook his head at me. He didn't want me to know.

"Yuki, you said you don't remember what village you're from, right?"

"Actually, I have an idea of where I might be from, but I want to ask the hokage first."

I yawned again.

"I wanna go to sleep soon, so move." He was still looking at me, it was a bit unnerving.

He stood up and walked over to his room. He turned around.

"Do you want to borrow something to wear?"

"Sure."

How considerate of him! I didn't want to wear my clothes as pajamas again. Maybe staying here won't be so bad after all.

He disappeared into his room, and I could see his shuriken-print bedspread. How cool, I want a bedspread just like that.

He brought me a black t-shirt and grey sweatpants. I already knew they were going to be way too big for me, but I was gracious anyways, proper sleepwear, and it was clean! I took the clothes and walked to the bathroom.

"Do you have an extra toothbrush?"

He looked up thinking about it I suppose.

"Nope."

"Are you serious? So I'm going to have smelly breath?" No way.

"You can live with it for a day." No I can't!

I huffed and went into the bathroom, closing the door behind me a bit harder than I meant to. It was a small simple bathroom, just like the rest of his apartment.

I changed into the clothes. The shirt went down to my knees, and the sleeves went to my elbows. The sweatpants were way too long, and folding the waistband didn't do much to help. I folded my clothes and, holding the sweats up with one hand, and carrying my clothes in the other I walked back into the living room. I placed my clothes on the coffee table and arranged my sleeping area. These pants are too big. I tried pulling them up again. This is not going to work. He's too tall. Maybe I'm just too short.

I sat on the couch and pulled the blanket over myself. I stared up at the ceiling for a while.

"This is going to be interesting." I muttered, looking at the closed door which led to Kakashi's room as I fell asleep.

Chapter 3 – End

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