A/N This story wasn't actiony for a reason, so without further ado, I present to you the beginnings of the romance trial. Oh, and I don't really care if these types of situations (any so far) could or couldn't happen, 'cause it's fiction. Get over it, guys.

Chapter 9

One day. It had only been one day since she'd fucking came back from Suna and there he was, everywhere. She didn't even know why he was here. He should've still been in Suna, by her calculations. After her abrupt dispatch, she had come back only to see him trudge back with the rest of his friends a little later. They were all grown up and no longer rookies, yet she still considered them a cute bunch of kids finding a way of life in the world of shinobi. She had spent her trip back trying not to think of the blonde Hokage, but to no avail. With her great luck, of course she had to see him and his large group of subordinates enter the ever-famous BBQ House. She pushed the jealousy she was feeling down and bit the inside of her mouth. She shouldn't be jealous anyway. She and Naruto were over long ago.

She watched the group walk in and decided it was a good a time as any to get some dango. She thought for a second about going for a bit – a lot, actually, of sake, but she used her better judgment and opted for the former. The latter would just be too much, after the incident that had happened not too long ago. She really was a whore. She had gone as far as to fuck a helpless gay man. She sighed deeply and rambled on to the dango shop, until she felt someone grab her arm and pull her into the alleyway. She was about to shoot an armful of snakes into his face, but he spoke out.

"Mitarashi-san, please wait," Said the loud, yet calm voice. "I just wanted to tell you something." He spoke quieter this time.

Anko took a closer and recognized him as Towa, a retired ANBU and someone Naruto kept frequent contact with. She retreated, and shoved her hands in her trench coat. Towa took that as a sign to go on, so he spoke.

"It is not of my business to speak of this matter, but I understand that Naruto-sama and yourself are quite hurt. I only wish to tell you that Haruhi-sama and Mifune-sama no longer hold regard to any relationship that you may or may not want to pursue with our Hokage. Infact, the reason he came to Suna was to – " He was cut off abruptly by a loud noise coming from the direction of the BBQ House. Both Anko and Towa sprinted out to see what had happened. There stood a drunken Rock Lee, hell-bent on fighting anything and everything. The entire front of the restaurant was smashed to bits, and his friends did everything they could to stop his rampage with hurting him, though it was apparent he didn't feel the same way. Finally, Sakura plunged a paralysis treatment into his neck and let him drop to the floor. Naruto paid the rather impressive bill and the group retreated, their trouble-making friend in tow. Anko looked towards Towa, but he was no longer where she had left him. She sighed deeply once more. What had he said? There was no more relationship between him and that girl. She let the barest of smiles grace her face. Then she realized something. Towa had said something about a reason for Naruto's appearance in Suna. Could it have been her? It couldn't have been. She sighed for the umpteenth time in the past hour and stalked off towards the dango shop. She was still hungry anyway. Dango was sort of like her vice. It was a better one than sex or alcohol anyhow. Dango and then a hot shower sounded great.

Naruto was tired. He had a raging headache, and old Baa-chan was screaming his ear off for the chaos that had come about. It wasn't like it was his fault to begin with. Kiba just had to be an asshole and give Lee the damn sake. He was going to chew Kiba's head off later, that was for sure. Chouji was mad that he barely got to eat, and the rest of his friends were probably mad for the headaches as well. Throughout the entire ordeal, Naruto had sworn he saw Towa and Anko, but waved it off. He had to deal with his political situations before he could begin to court her again. He didn't even know if she wanted him back. He sighed loudly. His office was a mess, there were instant ramen noodle cups littered all over the floors, and papers were piled high on his desk. He did not enjoy this part of being Hokage, particularly. He quickly formed the hand signs that would create his replacement and walked out victoriously. He was taking a day off, a well-deserved one. Well, not really, but he was the Hokage, and as long as he was getting his together and paperwork done, he could choose to lay off for a day.

Naruto strolled out of the building swelling with pride that he had the power to create bunshins to get his work done for him. It wasn't until two seconds later when he was deflated. He received a swift thump on the head from Sakura, whom yelled at him at a fast paced rate.

"What are you doing, baka?! Leaving clones around to do work for you! You should be more responsible! What it they needed you for something? Or more papers to sign?" She kept talking, but he wasn't listening. Clones solved every issue, save for an urgent meeting. He could even have the clones listen to the mission reports for him! It would just all go to his thoughts later on.

"Naruto, are you even listening to me?!" Naruto only held her shoulders and looked at her.

"I've got it covered, Sakura-chan. No worries. I'm your always reliable baka, okay?" He smiled and winked, leaving her speechless and in awe. She recovered a few moments later and decided to let him have his rest for today. She would be able to talk to him later.

Naruto was feeling strangely uplifted for a broken hearted guy. He grinned and waved at everyone he saw, and kindly helped out any civilians who needed assistance. Soon he sped up his pace and began jumping from roof to roof. He decided today would be a good a day as any, and made his way towards Anko's apartment complex. Even if he had to get her attention all over again, he still decided it would be best to talk things over with her first, before doing anything rash. He was not expecting the conversation that came out of his surprise advent.

When he arrived at Anko's complex, he was could feel nervousness enveloping his form. He was sweating bullets, but finally he knocked on her door and awaited a response.

"Who is it?" A gruff voice called out. Naruto did not answer. He knocked again.

"Who is it?" Anko's voice grew louder. Naruto again, only knocked.

Finally, she blew. "Who the fuck is knocking on my door?" Then Naruto heard her footsteps, and finally a hand on the latch. He saw the door swing open to reveal a disheveled Anko, scantily clad in a robe and undergarments. Naruto was red to his ears, yet Anko simply stared at him in shock, wondering what he was doing at her apartment.

"Naruto? What are you doing here?" Anko questioned.

The blonde Hokage regained his composure. "I think that we need to talk. I have some things I have to say."

She stepped aside and let him in. "Have at it." She tied her robe tighter against her and watched him as he walked in. The shower would have to wait.