"Sooo, what do you want for breakfast?" Anko asked as she hopped off the kitchen counter. "We have…..some stale-ass cereal," she said after tasting some store brand cereal she had found in the depths of a cabinet.
"I'll pass," Kakashi said as he poured himself a glass of orange juice he found in the refrigerator.
"Whatever," Anko made herself a bowl and headed for the living room. Kakashi followed her and sat on the couch while she turned on a busted PS2.
The little red light on the console turned green and the TV came to life.
Anko sat down next to Kakashi and propped her feet up on the coffee table with the controller in hand. She looked at Kakashi for a moment. He looked back. Then Anko turned to the TV, which showed ancient Athens. An interrogation was about to take place, Kakashi could feel it.
Anko began to maneuver the man with blades around the dead civilization.
Trying to counter Anko's investigation, Kakashi asked, "When did you get your lip pierced?" Anko grinned, the little ring tightened against her lip.
"Last Wednesday; my freaking lip was swollen for three days. It hurt like hell when they did it." Anko looked at Kakashi then back to the TV, where the Spartan was now in the process of killing zombies on a wrecked ship.
"Did you get it done at Stiff Kitty?" Kakashi said, forgetting his plan
"Yeah, some wind-swept emo chick did it. You know, heavy eyeliner, a lot of piercings."
Anko pulled the control towards her right, as if it would save the warrior from death.
Kakashi grinned. "So after all those lonely nights at home by yourself, it pays to have a tattoo artist for a boy friend."
Anko smiled and asked, "So how is Iruka? He wasn't at work yesterday."
Damn it. He fell back into the couch. He watched as the Spartan tore off the wings of a harpy; red crystals and blood split from the creature.
"It's tomorrow after all." Anko smirked, referring to Kakashi's comment from last night.
Kakashi let his head fall back. He looked to Anko; her eyes on the game. She would squeal and jump as the little warrior came to more disaster on the wrecked ship.
Kakashi stayed silent, but not refusing to speak. He just didn't know how to answer her question, because really he didn't know how Iruka was.
Anko's eyes flickered to Kakashi, then back to the TV.
"Speak!" she commanded. "What did he find out about you, a freaky eleventh toe or something?" she added, smiling.
"Shhhh, Anko only you and I know about that," he added to her bogus story.
"So seriously, what's going on, because we both know Iruka would rather die then be late for work."
"I can honestly see why he feels that way, because I wouldn't want to deal with that freak Gai either." Kakashi said talking about Iruka and Anko's boss.
"Did you guys have a little spat?" Anko inquired.
"Well you could say that," Kakashi said looking to the TV. The Spartan was frozen; the game was paused.
"What happened?" There was no trace of mockery in Anko's voice now.
"Okay." Kakashi sat forward on the edge of the couch, his elbows on his knees, mouth partly open about to speak. Then his mind went blank.
"How are you going to tell Anko what happened, when you don't really know what happened," Kakashi thought to himself. The small buzz emitting from the game system was the only sound in the room.
"Fuck it; basically what happened was Iruka walked in on me undressing and kissing that weird guy Raidou when he got home Tuesday night." It all came out in a rush.
"You're such an asshole, did he beat the shit out of you?!" Anko said punching Kakashi in the arm.
"No, but he did yell some incoherent shit about me being a dick and then he left. So on Wednesday after class, I went to talk to him, you know, to explain and apologize. But I don't know what the hell happened between me and him and I think I'm single again," Kakashi said as he rubbed his arm.
"I don't care about whether you think you're singleor not; did you fuck Raidou?" Anko asked. "Because if you did, that was pretty fucking shitty."
"NO! I'm not that bad of a person, okay?" Kakashi spat back "So what the fuck do I do? I don't want Iruka to leave me."
Anko moved so that her chin now rested on her left knee, and she stared at Kakashi.
After a moment she spoke, "Kakashi look at me." He turned and faced her. "Would you have fucked Raidou?"
"I don't know. I don't know what made me even fucking bring him to our apartment."
Anko got up and left Kakashi alone to think. He watched as she went in the kitchen and pulled something from a cabinet. She walked back in the living room holding a shot glass and a long necked bottle containing a brackish liquid and sat next to Kakashi.
She poured a shot and held it out to Kakashi, who took it.
"Here are your options: One: you can get drunk as hell and forget about Iruka. Two: you can go talk to him and force him to understand, because we both know he is a stubborn ass sometimes."
Kakashi stared into the small glass. Light shone through the glass, making the liquid a gold color. With this liquor pumping in his body, he could forget Iruka like Anko said, and welcome the total chaos and out of control feeling that comes with it.
Kakashi sighed, catching a whiff of the toxic smell coming from the drink. He set it down on the loaded table and raised his feet.
"I don't think drinking well help me out of this," he said after awhile.
Anko looked at Kakashi with shock and then something like approval in her eyes.
Anko smiled, picking up the shot and drinking it. She grimaced and then turned to Kakashi. "Yeah, it tastes like Comet anyway. So what are you going to do now?"
"I don't know," Kakashi said before he waved goodbye and left.