Updating – How wonderful! Sorry it took such a long time.
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"So, you two liked each other, but you blew him off?" Asuma laid comfortably on his couch, inhaling his cigarette deeply. Kakashi nodded softly in shame. "Well, you're one of the most talented ninjas I've ever met, but when it comes to social acts or relationships, well…you're a Neanderthal!" Asuma barked out what was supposed to be a laugh, but sounded more like he was choking on his cancer stick.
"Don't need to tell me," Kakashi replied, shaking his head, his damp hair weighing heavily on his already zombie-like body. "So, what do I do?"
Asuma shrugged, "What do you think? Win him back," Asuma smiled brightly, "because you sure aren't staying here anymore!" He laughed heavily before leaving the room.
"-Hey!" Kakashi began, thrusting his head up, but Asuma had already left, probably enjoying Kakashi's misery. The more he thought about it, the angrier the copy nin had become. "How DARE he talk to me like that. I'm a man, I can talk like I want!" he shouted in his head, his hands flying everywhere. "But the look on his face…" he stopped his pacing suddenly for a brief moment of regret, quickly joined by another fit of anger, "The mere thought of him controlling me like that – I- UGH1" He threw his hands down to his sides and marched out of the apartment.
Due to Kakashi's quick, excited, and angered walk, he found himself quickly at Iruka's door, head held up to knock. His hand shivered slightly before he gained the strength to begin pounding on the door.
"Who is it?" A tired and worn voice came from behind the door.
"Open up!" Kakashi yelled, beating on the door again. He suddenly became surprised at his anger. He never felt so flustered in his life!
"Kakashi-sensei?" Iruka replied, his voice changing.
"No! It's the faerie godmother – JUST OPEN UP!" Kakashi stomped his foot, continuing the anger.
"I kicked you out, go away!" The returning voice was also becoming angry, and when Kakashi was in a fit of rage, he believed no one DARE even be angry too!
"If you don't open this door this second, I'm breaking it down!" No response. Kakashi thrusted his side against the door and it broke away with ease.
"HEY, you broke my door!" Iruka shouted, stomping up to the unwelcome guest.
"It's not like you didn't deserv- Hey, wait, I need to talk to you!" Kakashi pointed his finger forward, trying to put on his scariest ANBU glare. He quickly felt weakened by the scarier teacher's response.
Iruka's glare could've drilled through concrete before he turned and replied softly "I have nothing to say to you."
"Yeah, well this isn't over!" Kakashi grabbed Iruka's arm, turning him around.
"Let go you stubborn-" Iruka began, quickly cut off.
"That's right, I am stubborn, but I came to find out why I've been so angry!" Kakashi replied, his voice increasing. He quickly thrusted his hands down and looked at them. "I-it's just; ever since I left…I've been so confused, about EVERYTHING!"
Iruka's eyes softened only to be quickly destroyed by the returning glare, "You have no idea what anger is."
"Go ahead," Kakashi replied, looking directly into Iruka's eyes, not with anger, not with fear, but with a sheer truth and understanding.
"What?" Iruka asked, caught off guard.
"Go ahead! Do it! Break me down! Kill me with your words, but just do something! Make some sense out of something!" Kakashi replied, grabbing Iruka's arm and bringing their faces inches apart.
"I-I" Iruka stuttered, looking down, unprepared. Kakashi quickly dropped his arm and lowered his gaze to the floor.
"I guess you can't either?" Kakashi's anger swiftly left, replaced by something of a much depressing nature, before he stormed out of the apartment.