AUTHORS NOTE: Here is a little looksie into the mind of one of the most quietly bashed characters on Hidden Feelings, Hidden Lives: Iwashi Tatami.
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Side notes to
Hidden Feelings, Hidden Lives
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Addition to chapter 99; Blasted Tsunade – sorta. It's somewhere around there anyway xD
Drabble title: Midnight Musing
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Looking over at the girl beside him, Iwashi felt a little smile tug at his lips. She'd been good. Pretty good, at least. Yeah, this had been a nice night but now it was time to leave again. Slipping out from under the pink covers, Iwashi reached for his clothes.
Sorry chick-who's-name-I-forgot, but Iwashi Tatami does not stick around for the morning-after-awkwardness. You're cute and all, but I'm not interested.
Calmly walking out of the girl's bedroom, he looked around to get his bearings. His head was pounding and his footing was a little unstable. Still drunk, then. Sort of. More like that awkward moment between being very drunk and very hung-over. Iwashi pulled a little face, he'd gotten way too familiar with the feeling over the years.
Moments like these almost make me wish I was a stable guy, like Raidou and Genma, but it's just not me. I dunno how they sit around their apartment all night and not get bored out of their wits!
Catching the coffeemaker out of the corner of his eye, he contemplated making himself some to help clear up his head but it would most likely wake the girl up and Iwashi wanted to avoid that at all costs. Past experiences had taught him that that particular situation was even more awkward than sticking around until breakfast. So he crossed the apartment, put his shoes back on and left. The door closed behind him with a small but definitive click and Iwashi Tatami was a free man once more.
The way I'm going I'm starting to run outta chicks to bang… Won't be long till I have start wooing them or something. The chicks that you just buy a drink and wow with your war stories are pretty much running out… Man, that sucks!
His footsteps, though a little uncertain, were silent on the stairs leading back down to the street. One hand on the wall to stabilize himself, Iwashi found himself overtaken by thoughts he didn't entertain often.
How do those guys do it anyway? Think Genma dates every now and then, heard him say something about another botched date a while back, but Raidou… Is he like a faggot or something? That why he don't date anyone? Maybe I should set him up with Izumo, guy needs to get laid sometime. And no way Kotetsu's letting him touch him like that! It's gross either way you look at it, but Izumo is my friend, so –
Frowning, his foot touched the pavement, but Iwashi didn't move.
Is he though? Are any of them? Izumo and Kotetsu hang out with me sometimes. We talk. Genma and Raidou seem to only want to push me away. They don't give a crap about me, do they? We're on the same squad but… I kinda got the feeling they'd throw me in front of a lethal justsu just to get rid of me. Even if they could dodge it… They'd rather see me go, wouldn't they? And I guess Kotetsu and Izumo only really hang out with me cus they don't have anyone else to hang out with. Most think they're weird. And they are. But I kinda… Like 'em. I guess.
Sighing, he continued his way home. Keeping his head down as he crossed through all but deserted streets.
I guess no-one actually wants to hang out with me… They don't listen to me at meetings, they try to avoid me in the hallways… What'd I do? Fuck this, man… I'm drunk. Drunk and sentimental. Something's gotta be wrong with me. This isn't normal for me. I just got laid, I should be doing good right now. What the hell…