Author's rant: Since I want to keep this cannon loyal, anything not directly addressed by Kishimoto will be left as vauge as possible.
~back to the story~
Konohagakure, later that same Wednesday's evening.
Something struck Anko as strange. Even stranger than the sudden appearance of the caterpillar lunch box. And that was pretty danged strange.
No one asked her about the screaming on her way home. Why had no one noticed Aoi? I mean, it was the training grounds, but really? Shouldn't the entire country have heard that?
Anko walked to the dango shop before heading home. Dango was previously just a treat she loved as well as oddly coinciding with her name, but now it was a lethal weapon against a foe of great annoyance. She ordered the usual, three sticks of her name-sake. The old woman who was running the shop jumped when Anko gave her request.
"Ai-ya~~ you ninja are bad for an old woman's heart. I know you all try to be as quiet as a ghost, but couldn't you walk normally when you're back in town?" she spoke gently and with far more jest than malice.
"Sorry, granny." Anko said sheepishly as she tapped her knuckles to her head in a gesture to say 'silly me!'.
The old woman chuckled and handed her a plate of the shiny desert.
Anko sat outside and watched the horizon get darker.
"Hey, where ya been all day." Anko looked up and saw her classmate.
"Yo. Training." Anko replied after she swallowed a bite of dango.
"We were lookin' for ya after class. Wondered if ya wanted to train with us."
"Aw, man! That's what I get for running off ahead of you guys! Coulda wiped the forest floor with yer faces!" Anko smiled wryly. That would have been preferable to getting your eardrums assaulted.
"Ha... ha ha. Yeah, right."
"Catch me before I go running out the door tomorrow if I forget."
"Sure. Or you could just go down to the training grounds. That's where we all were until just now. See ya." her classmate said before trotting away.
Huh? Anko had just taken a big bite of dango. Did I just hear what I think just heard?