Hi guys, i hope you are all enjoying the story. i know the chapters are quite long. But we finally have some Kakashi and Yamato interaction in this chapter. so please enjoy and review.

Many thanks to Lezbot for reviewing. i am now writing this for you :)

Yamato continued to dance with Sakura unaware of the man watching him closely, he were having a good time, until Sakura pulled her phone out of her pocket, she held a finger up to Yamato and mouthed, I have to take this. Then she pushed her way out through the crowd, naturally Yamato followed her to make sure everything was all right, in the hallway he spotted the pink haired student exit the front door. Yamato staggered outside into the cool breeze and bitter chill. He found Sakura on the phone a few meters away, and overheard the conversation she was having "what who? She was saying, what happened?" she asked the person on the other end of the line. "Ok hold on I'll get a lift, I'll be there as soon as I can." Then she flipped her phone down and turned to Yamato, by this time Sakura's blonde friend Ino had appeared, Yamato wondered where she had been tonight, she and Sakura were never too far apart from each other. She was tailed by a tall kid, who wore his hair scraped back into a pointy bun at the back of his head whom Yamato was unfamiliar with, it seemed her lipstick was smeared and she was pulling her skirt around. "Sakura what's going on are you okay, I just heard you on the phone from by the wall." She asked.

"Oh Hey Ino, you wouldn't be able to give me a lift would you, Sasuke has been in a fight again with that damn Uzumaki kid, and he is at the hospital." Sakura sounded irritated.

"Oh gosh Sakura why do you always go for the bad guys, you know they are just fighting over you, but sure Shikamaru drove us here, he could give us a lift to Sasuke."

"Oh my, thanks so much I owe you one Ino, Sorry Yamato I'll see you around." Then the girls headed off into the dark, followed by the tall boy, who had an irritated expression on his face, like this whole event was a big inconvenience to him. Yamato kinda felt bad for the guy as he watched the three of them disappear into the night. Well this was great, Yamato thought to himself, why am I always left standing on my own.

Suddenly Yamato felt dizzy, he wasn't sure if it was the rapid change from hot to cold air or the 12 tequilas he had downed earlier, most likely the latter but Yamato's vision blurred and the sky started spinning. Yamato headed inside and on the steps up to the house Yamato swayed and grabbed the handrail. This was not good, his vision faded to black, and he fell to his knees. Just as he was sure his head would collide with the concrete Yamato felt someone haul his arm upward and position themselves underneath him to give him a lift, a flash of silver flashed across Yamato eyes and then he fell totally out of consciousness.

In his mind Yamato played back flashes of the night, the flashing lights, the blow up zebras, Anko and Iruka making out in the kitchen, Sakura's pink hair, red plastic cups and ping pong balls, then lastly a tall speedo wearing, bowl cut clad man, telling him "ooh yes you can stay, you can definitely stay, you are alright, you are alright, are you alright?" Yamato stirred, and opened his eyes cautiously.

"Are you all right?" he heard again. Yamato stretched up and tried to locate the source of the question. A handsome, silver haired man sat at the end of the bed he was faced the other way fiddling with something in his hands, Yamato clutched his head, it ached a little. He looked around the room he was in, it was dark,lit only but a blue florescent light. Yamato was laying on a large king bed and could still hear faint music.

"Where am I?" he questioned "what happened?"

"You passed out, I dragged you up here, you are in my bed." The man's voice was smooth and monotone. He turned and Yamato noticed he wore a thin dark blue mask over the bottom half his face.

"You're Kakashi?" Yamato mumbled.

"indeed" the man replied.

"Your mask," yamato stumbled.

"Oh yes what about it," Kakashi said coldly, his mask was obviously a touchy subject "I bring you up here out the cold and into my bedroom, after you pass out at my party, which I'm sure you weren't invited to." Kakashi shot a look to Yamato. Yamato felt slightly intimidated.

"oh sorry, my friend Anko said it would be okay." Yamato apologized, "but your mask," he continued "its just not what I anticipated when Anko described you" and your hair isn't grey either it's the most amazing colour silver. You are just not what I expected."

Kakashi raised his eyebrows, and moved around the bed. "You are Anko's friend." Kakashi replied. "hmm well I guess it is okay that you are here, I did tell her she could bring some guests." Kakashi moved onto the bed next to Yamato. Yamato pushed himself up into a seated position and felt his head pang again.

Yamato could see what Kakashi was fiddling around with now, he was rolling a joint. He held it up to face, and ever so carefully so Yamato couldn't see he pulled down his mask slightly. He held the joint in his mouth expertly and flicked a lighter at the end of it and took a long drag. "You never answered my question." Kakashi said as smoke escaped his lips. "Are you alright?"

"oh yeah thanks I think I'm fine, my head is throbbing a bit though" Yamato replied.

Kakashi replaced his mask upon his face and turned to Yamato, take this then, it will ease the pain.

"What's in it? dude I don't think I should drink and smoke" Yamato questioned

"Its only weed," Kakashi replied. "Trust me it will make you feel better."

Yamato took the joint off kakashi and took a puff, he could feel Kakashi's eyes on him intently watching his every move, It was a little daunting. Yamato immediately coughed when he finished breathing in, and he heard Kakashi chuckle. Kakashi sat up and faced Yamato almost overshadowing him and Yamato saw him raise a palm and place it on his chest. "No, breathe into here, slowly" Yamato followed Kakashi's instructions; him being obviously better trained in the art of 'getting high'. He held his breath for the time Kakashi counted and slowly breathed out again. Then he had to admit to himself he felt a little better.

Yamato saw Kakashi grin under his mask as he took the joint back off him and placed it in-between his lips again pulling his mask just low enough that Yamato couldn't get a good look at his features, just as before. Then Kakashi hopped back onto his side of the bed and laid down, getting more comfortable. "Eurgh I hate listening to that crappy music" the man said, half to himself and half to Yamato. He picked up a remote from his bedside table and pointed it to some speakers, instrumental music came on, Yamato hadn't heard anything much like it before and didn't know quite how to describe it. In one word it was 'trippy'. Is this what Anko meant when she had described Kakashi as 'one of those philosophy types.'

"What's your name?" Kakashi interrupted Yamato's train of thought.

"my name?"

"yeah what can I call you kid?" Kakashi asked again.

"Yamato, er my name is Yamato."

"So?" Kakashi turned to Yamato and said questionably.

"So what?" Yamato asked.

"I saved you from smashing your head open on the steps outside my house. So.. what are you gonna do for me?