I'd like to say that I'm sorry for not updating much Naruto lately. I had an accident four or five days ago where I suffered second degree burns on my left hand on both the top and bottom. I had blisters, my skin peeled off and for a short time my fingers were I dunno how to describe it- fused together, maybe... So for the past few days I've been typing one handed.

And then the other day one of my friends from another archive asked me to write out a few chapters to one of her stories because she collapsed and had to go to the hospital and needed to take a break. Needless to say I've temporarily hijacked her story and I'm loving it. She'd loving it too. I did however update my second fem Naru/Sakumo story- The Nice Guy and those chapters are up for anyone who gets bored.

So... I guess that's it. I'm off to write something else now. Later-

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Kakashi was walking down the hall towards the lobby in some clean civilian clothes that he'd brought with him, just in case. His semi shoulder length silver hair damp from his shower, his jaw was freshly shaven and his hands were stuffed into his pants pockets and his backup eye cover- which happened to be a black leather patch- was firmly in place over his Sharigan eye.

He walked into the lobby, ignoring the looks he was getting from some random people scattered about the room and looked around. He frowned when he didn't spot the women at first and wondered if he'd missed them.

He took his right hand out of his pants pocket and checked the watch he was wearing. He figured that he'd only been in the shower ten minutes. Add another three minutes to that (two to shave and one to pull his clothes on) and he doubted that he'd actually missed them since the two hadn't known he was in the area and had no real reason to run unless they were in trouble of some sort.

He shrugged his shoulders. The cream colored long sleeved button up shirt rippling with the movement as he glanced around the room again. He heard a woman shriek and glanced in the direction of the sound and almost banged his head against the wall next to him when he saw a young woman with ash blonde hair tied back in two pony tails slamming her hands down on her table and practically shouted at a shorter young woman.

"Shut it! I'm doing this to allow you some time to possibly gather intel on your future husband without him knowing who you are!"

Kakashi looked the woman over and cocked his head a little bit. Why, she looked like the Slug Princess. But she couldn't be- Until..

The younger woman jumped up out of her seat and Kakashi made a happy chirping sound as he noticed that she was the young woman from the night before. Ah! Found her. He thought as she snarled at the older woman.

"Bite me Princess Tsunade-" Kakashi felt the bottom drop right out of his stomach right then and there as the younger woman growled. "I told you I'm not marrying some guy just because I have his-" Kakashi blanched a little bit as the older woman reached out and put her hand over the younger woman's mouth and hissed at her as she looked around the lobby anxiously.

Kakashi's shoulders slumped and he hung his head in defeat. Shit. To think that the woman he had run into last night may very well be his 'bride'. It made him want to turn around and walk away and avoid the pair altogether.

Jesus, I just can't catch a break can I? He thought in wary humor before raising his head and sighing as he tried to think. Now he had two choices.

Option one- run like hell in the opposite direction. And two- Own up to his responsibility (like Sarutobi had said) and protect the one with his mark on her skin.

Frankly, he was starting to hate and despise the word resposibility. Really he was. And once his choice was made he took a moment to straighten his spine and make sure that he looked as non threatening as possible and stepped out into the open and headed towards the table the two women were sitting at.

All while making a mental note to do something really evil and dastardly to Sarutobi once he returned to the village.

He walked up to the table, making sure that the younger woman didn't see him coming even if her companion did and smiled pleasantly at the woman as she got a wide eyed and almost horrified look on her face.

"Yo, Princess Tsunade." He said in a calm tone as he lifted a hand in greeting, his smile never faltering even as she gave him a once over and all but shouted in shock.

"Kakashi!"

He grabbed a chair next to the other woman and pulled it out and without an invitation, sat down as the other woman turned her head and looked at him. He stared back with an amused smile on his face as she blinked at him then pointed at him and asked, "You Kakashi?"

He let out a rumbling laugh. Amused by how shocked the young woman appeared to be as he nodded his head. Tsunade seemed to pull herself together and sat back down along with the other woman and both females flushed and awkwardly cleared their throats as he finally said. "My but you're excitable, Princess."

"You almost remind me of that idiot sage you grew up with." Kakashi said with a small smile as Tsunade turned red and looked even more horrified than she had before. If that was at all possible.

"And you're still a bastard, I see." Tsunade finally snapped as she crossed her arms over her large breasts. Kakashi made a noncommital sound but mentally agreed with her. He was still pretty much a bastard.

He was told so often. Sometimes as much as ten times everyday.

"Of course. Time can only do so much to mend one's manners... Or so I'm told."

"Sarutobi's still trying to beat some manners into you-"

"Yup. Just like you're trying to recapture your youth." Kakashi said carelessly as he propped his elbow on the table and settled his chin in his hand and grinned at the woman as she sputtered in outrage.

Naru watched the exchange between the two with some interest before deciding that she didn't like Tsunade's ex-boytoy. Deeming him rude and obnoxious and completely dismissed him from her mind so that she could focus on her breakfast when it was brought to her.

Kakashi glanced at the woman next to him, somewhat baffled by why she wasn't interacting with himself and Tsunade. Most women who had arranged marriages would show some interest in the person that they were supposedly marrying, but not this woman.

She was detached. Aloof. Untouchable.

What was wrong with her? He wondered as anger churned in his chest. God help him, but for some reason it pissed him off that she was so disinterested.