Konohagakure. Night of possibly the most eventful Wednesday Anko has ever had.

She was back at her home.

I'm back.

Where were you all day? It's already dark out!

Training, school, more training.

Are you hungry? It's almost time for dinner.

NO. I mean, I already ate.

I see.

I'm going to go to bed now. I'm pooped.

Take a bath first. After all that training, you must be sweaty.

Okay.

Anko reclined in the bath. Scrubbing a few hours worth of marathoning around after Aoi was like washing the experience away from the pages of history. Ugh. But it did happen. Her guts were reminding her of that. Or maybe they were just reminding her that all she had for dinner was dango. Or maybe that eating the "rice" wasn't such a brilliant idea. Anko wholeheartedly agreed with her stomach on the second point.

More importantly, Anko was worried about what she had heard at the dango shop. Could she and her classmates simply been on different ends of the training grounds? Had the others kept to the forest and neither party saw one another? Even if they hadn't seen Anko, they would have heard Aoi. Everything must have heard Aoi.

Or maybe they were spying on her and her inept companion. Or maybe spying on her own ineptitude of ridding herself of the annoyance. Ugh. I don't want to go to school if everyone's going to make fun of me for being slower than some brat. Some brat whose identity beyond her name was still, in fact, a mystery. Anko made a mental note to work on that.

Maybe everyone was slacking off and they were never really there. Which would make more sense, since there was no indication of ear drum damage from her classmate.

Anko decided the second option made more sense, and would lay a few traps for her classmates tomorrow morning for teasing her. Well, no harm ever came from getting your hand coated in stickers everytime you went to get something out of your desk... Anko made another mental note to only use pink ones for the boys.

Up in her room, Anko could almost hear a joke from downstairs about her becoming a delinquent for staying out so late, while her brain silently argued that she was going to be the strongest kunoichi after all that training. And Anko was sure to have acquired an immunity to some horrendous disease from that "rice". She shuddered.

"I don't ever want to look at a caterpillar again..." Anko said to herself as she rolled over in her bed and closed her eyes.

Author's explanation: Since Kishimoto doesn't explain Anko's home situation from before Orochimaru (or after Orochimaru, for that matter. Or her current living arrangement, now that I think about it), I cannot assume she had parents/ a parent/ a caretaker/ lived alone and had an imaginary friend. Therefore, the dialogue is without quotes, since an imaginary friend wouldn't speak out loud, and the dialogue segment can be interpreted as Anko reflecting on the conversation she just had, be it with a person or figment of her imagination. That's also why the other party is not named, nor given a title.

The classmate from last chapter, on the other hand, is clearly a relationship Anko had with someone. Well, with several someones. I know Hayate and Ibiki took the chunin exam with Anko (albeit on a different team, and those two are older), but they aren't important to the story, so I left the "classmate" unnamed (with no specified gender to boot).