--Well hello there, this chapter is pretty lazy, the characters pretty much just rest up and fuack around (not literally fuack but you get it). Anyways, I'm so happy, I finally got my deathawk ^.^!!! Its so sexy.. Yeah so yesterday I went to the twilight premier. Though I'm not that obsessed with it, I really didn't wanna see the movie but whatever, my friends did. I was so bored that I drew a bunch of rainbow penis's on my knees. It was funny. It was pretty good movie I spose. The dad was hot, and a doctor, and looked German… I love doctors .…. German death rock doctors… wow, if I ever find a guy like that I think I'll die. XD

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Music: Neo Geisha by Zeromancer.

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"Where's my mask!?" I woke up to him yelling, then a big thump, he fell off the couch. I was on my floor where I fell asleep reading a book and listening to New York rel-x.

"What?" I mumbled. Feeling around for my ipod to turn it off.

"My mask!" I looked up and saw him covering his face.

"I already seen it. No need to hide. I was afraid you were going to throw up in you mask and suffocate. You actually started to which is why your mask is in my wash machine right now." I rolled over and stretched out. He sighed and moved his hand. He had the most attractive face I had ever seen. And his eyebrows made me laugh, they were silver like his hair.

"I'm never drinking again…" He held his head mumbling to himself. "I don't even remember anything last night? Do you?" he looked up questioningly.

"Yeah, I remember everything. You sure are a hand full. Heh." I laughed. "You don't remember waking up with your pants down?" I asked. He looked around in thought. I simply could not stop staring at his face. Then his eyes lit up in remembrance.

"Actually I do remember, I woke up, my pants were down and you were like panting? What was that about?"

"The rail broke that you were leaning on and then you fell and I grabbed you by the pants, you pants fell and I managed to pull you up…" I explained. He raised a silver eyebrow, it caused me to chuckle.

"Wow… What else happened? Why am I half naked?" he rubbed his shoulders do to my freezing house.

"Well some chick threw up on you--"

"I remember that."

"Then you passed out with throw up on you. After unsuccessfully getting into your house I dragged you here and took your crap off which was covered in nasty shit. But I left your wife beater on." I paused thinking for a minute.

"Then what?"

"Then I went into the other room and you started throwing up, so you went into the bathroom. Then I did dishes and feed boo. And then an hour later I found you with your mask down and shirt off laying on my bathroom floor… so I took you to my couch and washed all your shit… tis now in the dryer. Your head band is down there…" I pointed at the floor. He picked it up off the floor and set it on the coffee table then laid back against he couch seeming a bit modest.

"I feel naked…" he crossed his arms over his naked chest.

"You should stay naked." I muttered under my breath.

"What?"

"Nothing! Do you want something to eat?"

"Yeah… some water too please?" he laid back down and closed his eyes, lightweights are prone to bad hangovers too. Poor guy I remember when I was a lightweight... Well half the time I remember.

I made some eggs, rice and carrots. I also laid out an orange for him, oranges always made me feel better after a hangover. Don't know why.

He scarfed the shit down like a ravage dog. Thankfully for him I made a lot. Watching him eat was amazing, you could hardly see him put stuff in his mouth. He must be used to eating quickly.

"More?" He put his bowl out for more rice. I filled it to the top and handed it back.

"Slow down man, your gonna throw up again." I advised.

"That's probably a good idea…." He actually started to chew his food, out of no where he smiled.

"It tastes good. Usually I have to eat fast so no one sees my face."

"Wow, that must suck. I eat extremely slow." I was only halfway done with my first plate and he was on his fourth. His dark eye kept peering up on me. It was very quiet. The atmosphere was a bit awkward but awkwardness doesn't really effect me.

"You ever show anyone you face?" I asked.

"No, Aside from my mom and dad who saw it when I was a baby, you seem to be the only one." He sipped at his tea with his perfect lips.

"Do you ever take it off?"

"Yeah, have to brush my teeth, take showers and wash it." He laughed.

"Why you wear it?"

"My dad always wore one and wanted me to wear one too. That and I don't think people would like to see my face anyways."

"What the hell are you talking about, people not wanting to see your face. Have you looked in the mirror?" I slammed my hand down for effect.

"Shut up, I know what I look like."

"Obviously not if you think your ugly."

"How would you know? You think your ugly."

"I am, your not."

"Bullshit."

"Your bullshit."

"I didn't call you bullshit."

"What the hell?"

We stopped bickering and angrily drank our tea. I thought of things to prove my point, heh I had a few good ones. He spoke first.

"You got invited by three guys to the Halloween festival--"

"Some chick had me steal your underwear and she's only seen half your face!"

"You out of all the other girls in town were jumped and almost raped by seven guys that were stalking you.

"You have a damn fan club!" That was my golden card.

"So do you!" he yelled back.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Those guys that stalked you were in your fan club." He noted.

"That is such bullshit. I do not have a fan club," I laughed.

"I swear on my life they all said they were apart of the Henteko fan club. Even ask the Hokage."

"Fine, I will. Go grab your mask out of the dryer cause I'm leaving now." I started out the door forgetting my pants, he had his mask on and was proceeding to slip his wife while trying to get me to come back inside. The old lady next door looked like her eyes were about to pop out of her head.

"He's busy today though!" He grabbed me by the collar of my shirt, "And your in your underwear!" he pulled me back inside, though through my flurry I saw the only lady pull out a cell phone and start talking like a crazy lady over it.

"Wait!" I shushed him and opened my window beater on to listen. She was only across the ally, we both had end houses with a small walkway in between.

"I swear! I saw him walk out putting a shirt on and she was in her underwear! Yeah. Ok. Tell the girls… ok thanks goodbye." she shut off her phone, Kakashi was bending over me listening as well. "Wow… I cant believe he really got a girl… I wish it was me…." I heard her sigh and proceed to water her plants. With a catgrin I looked back at Kakashi who was bent over me with a wtf face.

"That's fncking weird…." I muttered looking up at him.

"I know… well I would conclude bad things too if I were someone else…." His eyes narrowed to nothing in particular. I shut my blinds and went to my radio where my ipod was hooked up to.

"People are weird, like to feel included in other peoples business… What kind of music do you like?"

"I duno, I never really listened to music…"

"Well I'm going to educate you in the art of music!" I did one of those crouching tiger things they do in the movies, where you stand on one foot and put your hand up.

He chuckled at my stance.

"Ok, go for it." he sat on my couch.

"Take your mask off…" I muttered.

"Why?"

"You look better without it."

"You have to make me lunch then…" he mumbled lounging on my sofa.

"Ok, I'm fine with that." yay. I kinda wanna take pictures of him. He pulled his mask off and threw it on the coffee table next to his mask.

"Ooo is that what I did to you?" he pointed at the scar on my hip while I put on music.

"Yeah, its ok though, I don't mind scars…. Plus I gave you one too."

"True." he muttered, we both absentmindedly looked at his shoulder.

I turned on Neo Geisha by Zeromancer.

"Wow, never heard this kind of stuff before…" He said. I grinned and grabbed our tea.

"So, how you feeling?" I asked setting his tea down next to him on the table. His eyes opened and he stared at the cup.

"Honestly like shit." He rolled over to face away from me.

"Sorry to hear that…" I chuckled.

"Your fault…" he muttered, I just laughed.

I got up to do another load of laundry. The doorbell rang. Sighing, I closed my washing machine and went to answer it, I hate answering my door now that my friends all come through my window. Kakashi was hiding out in the bathroom cause he didn't wanna see anyone.

I figured out why he was hiding… I opened a door to a big group of girls. My tan friend was in there too. They all looked angry.

"Where are you hiding him!?" the biggest girl in front asked. I scratched the back of my head.

"What in the world are you talking about?" I mumbled.

"Kakashi! Who else. We all know you and him have something going on! You guys are always together I bet your fu--"

"And you both walked out half naked this morning!" a pretty blonde girl pointed at my accusingly.

"Were friends, we got drunk last night and we threw up all over. Then we got in a fight and I started to run out--"

"Like we're going to believe that story!" A brown haired girl yelled. A few "yeah!" and "Whore," and "Slut" and "bitch" were tossed throughout the crowd as well.

"Who is it Henteko?" Kakashi walked out of the bathroom with his mask back on. The whole group shared a huge gasp.

"They call each other by their first names!?"

"Not fair!"

"I told you, you were hot! They haven't even seen your face and these little girls are pounding at my door being jealous of me because we hang out. You don't see any guys coming up to you getting angry." I chuckled. "Get your little club straightened out." I went back to putting laundry in the washer and let him handle the little girls.

"Hey, can you wash my pants for me too…. In a minute…." He looked over his shoulder at me while the huge amount of girls gasped again. "SHE DOES HIS CLOTHES!?" "Pants!?"

"Were just friends ok? There is seriously nothing going on between us. Except she feeds me and does my laundry, and makes sure I don't die when I get drunk….blah" I stopped listening in, frankly I didn't care.

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"So, what did you tell them?" I asked playing pressing the buttons as quickly as I could. I was whooping Kakashi's ass at Mario cart.

"Hate Peach…" He muttered. " Well I told them that we weren't dating and to get lost." he muttered lifelessly, too engrossed in the game to go into detail.

"Oh... Ok…. HAH! I WON AGAIN!" I love the old Nintendo 64 version. Screw those new Wii games and whatever.

"…. I'll kill you…. Go make lunch." he pointed to the kitchen. What a lazy day. Why did he have to stay at my house?

"why are you here!?"

"You have games and you feed me. And I can choose to not wear my mask."

"Moocher…" I grumbled going into the kitchen to make sandwiches.

So we pretty much just lazed around all day, at around three we decided there might be more to do at his house. So we quietly ventured to his home.

"Do you ever clean up?" I asked.

"I'm usually very busy…" He said.

"Stop with the excuses you slob." I laughed.

"I'm gonna read… play some more of your crazy music." he pulled a book off the shelf and laid on the couch. Really, I didn't feel like reading. I felt like vacuuming. There's nice carpet under all that dirt.

"I'm going to clean your house… probably the reason you brought me here…" I mumbled. He took his mask off again.

"How'd you know?" he chuckled.

"Do you want me in a skanky maid uniform too?"

"Yeah, that would work great. I actually know a place that--"

"I was kidding!"

I proceeded to clean up. I started with the kitchen. Dishes, counters, table, papers everywhere! I was gonna do the whole floors everywhere last. Then I moved to his room. It smelt really good. Wonder when the last time he washed his bedding was…. I don't even want to think about it… so instead of pondering I threw it all in the wash. Then I put his porn back where it belongs. Fixed the bookshelves, weapons and random things, then I did another load of laundry. While I was stuffing his gross stuff into the washer I had a pair of pants thrown at my head.

"Your nasty." I muttered throwing the pants in the washer too.

"You're the one doing my laundry haha!" I looked over and saw his kissy boxers I bought him.

"Awww your wearing them!" then I noticed other things and blushed, like the fact he was only wearing boxers and a wife beater. I turned around so he wouldn't see. A weird feeling started in the pit of my stomach and went up to my throat. I started to choke up a little.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, nothing." I composed my self the best I could and didn't look much after that.

"I refuse to clean your bathroom."

"I'll pay you,"

"How much?"

"Hundred dollars…"

"I could get more by just sailing another pair of your underwear." I muttered.

"Fine, two hundred. Jeeze your pricey!" He laughed.

"Heyyyy I'm no hoe!"