My Happy Ending?

Chapter III: Kakashi is demented!!

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. pfft.

"What the hell?!" I heard Naruto scream at Sasuke. "Come back here you te-" Naruto was cut off. I guessed that he saw me. Naruto looked extremely flustered as I turned to face him. He was blushing a bright red and couldn't meet my eyes.

I wanted to curse at him, to scream at him with all of the rage that had been building up over the many years, but I only sighed at him and paid for my food, sliding off the booth somewhat smoother than before and trudging along home.

When I entered my room, I nearly screamed. "Y-you!" I shouted, pointing an accusing finger at Kakashi. "What are you doing here?!" Kakashi's one visible eye crinkled in a happy arc. "Drinking tea, what else?" He reasoned. My eye twitched, "Through your mask?" "Yep." He said, drinking the streaming mug through the dark fabric. "mommMM!" I screamed, my voice rising in a crescendo. "What what?! What is it Yelin?!" My mother came out from the kitchen, noodles on her hair and shoulders. I tried to stifle my laugh, but I undecidedly let out a chuckle. Clamping both hands over my mouth, I closed my eyes and counted to ten. But that technique failed when Kakashi spoke to my mother, 'Mrs. Kinowa, what happened to you?"

That triggered me off.

I laughed and laughed and laughed! I couldn't stop until I was in tears. "Yelin, what's wrong?!" my mother asked in an angry manner, after I was done with my laughing fit. "You made me drop the bowl of noodles I was draining." She explained to me while plucking the noodles off. "Oh." I cleared my throat before speaking, "ahem, I was just wondering why Kakashi-san is at our house. After he was done with helping us." I spoke through my teeth at the last sentence.

"Yelin, Kakashi-san helped us with a lot of heavy things, so your father and I have invited him over for dinner." My mother spoke, disappearing into the kitchen, but not before giving me an evil glare.

The door closed shut.

When she was gone, I turned to glare at the gray-haired man. "Hm?" he asked, taking another long sip of his tea. 'If I was to cope with him for the rest of my life, I should at least get to know him…' I reasoned as I sat on a cushion on the floor, facing him with squinty eyes.

"Soooo….." I began, "…how old are you, shii?" I asked, using a nickname I just made up. "twenty-nine." came the simple reply. I was surprised, "I thought you were older…" I trailed off as I pointed to his hair. "Hm? Oh, this?" He said, touching the gray mass, "I was born like this. hehe." He giggled. My eye twitched again, "…y-you just giggled…"

"Oh yes, I do that sometimes." His eye turned into a happy arc again. I sighed, "So, what's your job?" "teaching kids…" he said, putting his mug down. His fingers twitched, as if yearning to grab something. I glanced down at his fingers, "Are you okay?" I asked. "…..fine! I'm fine!" He quickly said, maybe more to himself than at me.

"ookay…." I was thoroughly freaked out, so I decided to stop questioning him.

I sighed and grabbed a book from the shelf behind me, my favorite comic, "Ichi Ichi Palm Tree." As soon as I opened it, I heard Kakashi gasp. "What are you doing, Yelin!? No no! This book is not for kids!" He whispered harshly. I was confused; the rating was clearly T for teenagers. The book was about a group of high school students who get lost on an island and how they have to discover the power of 'Ichi Ichi', the mystical power that rules the island.

"What are you talking about, you old buffoon?" I yelled at him. "No!!! Look!" Kakashi pointed to the cover, lunging off the couch on top of me. "eep!" I yelped as he toppled on me. "What are you doing?!" I whispered harshly, anxiously looking at the door if my mother would be coming. "It's only for older people!" Kakashi snarled at me, his face in a scary animal-like pose. He grabbed for the book as I let go of it.

When he had the book in his hands, he started to laugh maliciously. I started to back up into a corner of the room. "Uhm-hehe hehe…" he cackled as he flipped through the pages. "Where's the part that Satomi and Reno make out? Where's the part when Reno plunges into Sato-" I made a disgusted face and covered my ears, but he had stopped talking. I looked up to see that there was an orange book on the floor, apparently it had dropped from Kakashi's pocket. "Icha Icha Paradise?" I read.

When I spoke, it seemed to gear Kakashi back to the happy normal person. he flung my copy of Ichi Ichi Palm Tree and picked up the Icha Icha book as if it were sacred.

"I've missed you!! I thought that ugly book was you..." he spoke to the book, hugging it close to his body and smothering it, then glaring at Ichi Ichi Palm Tree. "I'm sorry, but I can't read you until I get home! It's a bad sign of respect to read in someone else's house…" He muttered, hugging it once more and pocketing it.

"What the hell was that Shii-kun?" I asked, hugging my own Ichi Ichi in case he tried to grab at it again.

"Hn? Oh. nothing." He said, giving me only three words to ponder at. I eventually gave up and opened the door to lead Kakashi into the living room when my mother shouted that dinner was ready.

AN: The last two chapters were pretty heartbreaking, so I put in a comic relief chappie. How'd you like it? review please. and MUCHO COOKIES&CANDY FOR Riiiceballe! She inspired me to write this chapter and serve it fast :D