Well, I've decided to continue this story for a while longer. I still have a few good ideas left in me before I'm gonna end it.

Captain peanuts: NOOOOO! I mean…. Yay…

David: I read the first chapter of her next story too. It's actually pretty good.

Captainpeanuts: ISAS? Writing? Good? IN THE SAME SENTENCE?

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Recap: All the village's shinobi are tired, yadda yadda yadda, except for a certain brunette who had returned from her mission. (That's right, I said HER. But I had you going there for a moment, didn't I?)

Anyways, the FEMALE brunette isn't really important to the story, so let's get back to everyone's favorite Copy Ninja!

With Everyone's Favorite Copy Ninja…

Kakashi had just made a shocking and discouraging discovery: Iruka was out of aspirin. In its place was a note that read;

Note-to-self—

Ran out of aspirin due to Nari's visit. Put on shopping list.

Love,

Myself

Kakashi just shook his head for two reasons. A) Iruka needed a better relationship with himself, and B) he wanted to try to shake the hangover out of his head. And the third reason, which shouldn't have been there because I only said there were two reasons, was that the nearest drugstore was across town.

The absolute worst part of the entire ordeal was that he had to meet his students that morning.

Meanwhile…

Nothing too exciting was happening at the bridge, other than the two males of team 7 mumbling in their sleep.

One of them was rambling, "I'm gonna kill you Itachi, if it's the last thing I— snore" while the other babbled, "Ramen, sweeeeeeet ramen. Come to me, my ramen."

You can guess who's who.

Suddenly, albeit quite sleepily, Sakura joined her teammates as she dragged herself over to them and collapsed.

Back to Kakashi…

The jounin weighed the options in his mind. He could either go meet his team without aspirin suffer his intense headache, or he could go to the drugstore and THEN meet his team, making him 2 hours later than his usual tardy arrival.

Unfortunately for him, he didn't have time to make the choice before he turned around and horror struck. The calendar read in big, red, fancy letters: VALENTINE'S DAY.

(A/N Yeah, I know it's supposed to be a few days after Christmas, and I know it's a little late, but work with me here, peoples!)

Several words escaped the silver-haired man's lips, "Oh… my… SHiNiGAMiLENNE…"

Back at the bridge…

Three sleepy genins awoke to find that their sensei had (as usual) not shown up yet. That was when Sasuke managed to steal a glance at a nearby calendar shop (how…. Convenient? --- Evil grin---)

His teammates were shattered from their own thoughts as the usually stoic Uchiha screamed, "FOR ALL THINGS HOLY AND SUGAR-RELATED! RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!"

As Naruto was still trying to figure things out (cough—slow mind –cough) Sakura chanced upon seeing the very same calendar shop. Instantly she jumped up and ran after him yelling, "Wait! Sasuke-kun! Come back to me!"

Meanwhile…

Kakashi, wielding the ever-trusty Priscilla the Amazing Non-stick Frying Pan, crept slowly into the living room and cautiously approached the couch. Scarcely breathing, he tipped it over and starting blindly swinging at where it was only moments before. Nervously, he opened one eye. (as if he could see through the other) Phew! He thought, no rabid fangirls!

It was true, as Kakashi had gotten older his fan clubs had quieted down, but only to a certain point. And this was one of their favorite days to strike the lovable copy-nin…

Relieved, the jounin sank into a chair behind him. But wait. He didn't remember a chair being there before. Yells of "GET HIM!" were heard resounding around the small apartment.

In the other room, a certain loudmouth's slumber was not disturbed as crashes and booms and the sound of quiet elevator music reached her ears. Nari simply turned over and got even more comfortable in the guest bed.

Back in the living room, Kakashi wasn't going down without a fight. What he sat on was not a chair, a but a really big wad of bubblegum (A/N Don't ask ;-) ) Though it was sticky, he was still able to free himself of it before the first fangirl struck. While the rest of the fangirls searched the living room, Kakashi was whimpering behind the kitchen counter, his heart racing furiously. Suddenly, a surge of courage ran through him.

"What is this?" he asked himself, "I'm one of the best jounin around, I'm not gonna let a bunch of over-zealous fan people intimidate me." Now, as we all, know, ideas are very dangerous things. Particularly ones concerning hostile take-overs, squirrels, and world domination. But let's not get into that. The dangerous idea that had somehow entered our beloved Kakashi's head was to stand up (and you know how most apartments have the little kitchen/ living space window) in full view of his attackers and tell them to please go away.

Unfortunately for him, as soon as he opened his mouth while under the fangirls' gaze, a wad of bubblegum was fired at his face. Finger still in air in a declaritive manner, he slowly lowered himself back behind the counter. Oh yeah. NOW he remembered why he was afraid of his fan clubs.

With Sasuke…

Back pressed against the wall of a dark alley, Sasuke breathed heavily. He was lucky they hadn't found him already, those few hours when he was asleep. Wait. What if they already HAD? Terrible thoughts ran through the Uchiha's mind and all were dismissed except for one. This was all a trick. The building he was leaning against was probably their headquarters! And that means they already knew he was there! And—(once again, don't ask. How am I supposed to understand the logic of Sasuke's twisted mind? Lol)

To the people walking around the outside of the alley, it seemed that out of nowhere Sasuke's voice yelled, "AHA! I SEE THROUGH YOUR CHEAP TRICKS, YOU INSANE FANGIRLS! HA HA! AND YOU THOUGHT I'D FALL FOR IT!"

Hearing Sasuke's voice for the first time that day, practically all the females in the crowd twitched. Hearing the growing thunder of many feet and the shrieks of delight, the poor Itachi-hater could only manage two words. But only one of them is appropriate for young audiences.

"Aw—"

BEEEEEEEEEP

TECHNICAL DIFFCULTIES. PLEASE STAND BY.

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There you have it, my next chappie. Pretty lengthy compared to my last few, thank you very much.

David: You're Welcome.

Captain Peanuts: Hey ISAS, what about that other story you were talking about?

Oh, why thank you for reminding me Cap'n. Next chappie I might just have to sneak in a preview…