Chapter 46!

Title:'Characters and Karaoke: Part 2'

Note: And here's part 2!!

And I hope you got the link from the bottom Author's Note from the last chapter!

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"Everythings gonna be alright!~~ Alright~~"

The chorus of drunken men was definitely something a person could try to spare their ears from. But here I was, smiling, pretending not to be disturbed by the amount of alcohol-drenched testosterone in this room.

There was a line of the drunkards in front of the monitor some with lazy arms on the others' shoulders, swaying with the music, reading the words on the screen almost monotonously, but still energetically at the same time. Somehow alcohol seemed to make everyone tone-deaf.

But most of my thoughts didn't go far as I was still being constantly distracted by 'Kyousuke' who was sitting next to me as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening... well, he was probably used to these types of parties, but he didn't even seem a little tense by the fact that these men weren't really our friends... they were enemies, in fact...

But, even so, he was just sitting there, sipping his sake a little generously every now and then, keeping up the act perfectly.

Each time he took a drink, as if it was a second nature, he'd slip down his mask with a finger of the hand he was holding the cup with, and pulling his mask back up before anyone could see his face.

I could see Naruto try to peek around the cup to see any angle of Kakashi's face a couple times, but he went back to his food after giving up finally.

The food on the table was more than half-gone. But there still seemed to be plenty of sake.

I wondered just how easily these men got drunk if there were still two and a half jugs of sake left and at least three of them were either passed out, or on the verge of.

I remembered something.

"Those vials." I said mostly to myself, out loud. It finally hit me. Those vials of the Takoa root mixture. If they were mixed with alcohol they would put the drinker into a sort of agreeable and happy mood, they'd even experience intoxication-like symptoms earlier than normal.

"Hmm?" I heard a familiar voice hum next to me inquisitively. He must've heard me talk to myself a little.

I lowered my voice.

"You put something in the sake. Those purple vials."

He chuckled a little. "Oh, you saw those?"

"What are you planning?" I asked a little warily. It wasn't only the Takoa root solution that made me wonder what his plans were... but we had been sitting here for almost twenty minutes and nothing was really happening. Was his plan just to strengthen the relationship between our team and the mob-boss for tonight? Or did he have something bigger planned?

"I can't explain it right in front of everyone." He explained why he couldn't explain very simply. Almost teasingly.

"Then at least tell me why you're drinking that stuff, too." I looked over to his cup, which was now undergoing it's fifth refill.

"I enjoy a drink every once in a while, too, Hanako." He finished that playful sentence whispering that name the same way he would say mine when he was teasing me.

"but-" I started, about ready to throw the 'but we're a team, we need communication'-card at him.

"Just trust me." He suddenly said seriously, ending this little conversation.

He got me there.

I couldn't say I didn't trust him... nd the least I could do, as a team member is do what my captain tells me.

He says 'trust me'... I have to trust him.

But my deep thoughts were quickly interrupted by stupidity.

"Oi, little miss!" One of the rowdier men who had been stumbling around laughing at pointless things and yelling random words suddenly zeroed in on me, cup in hand.

I tried not to let what he called me, 'little miss', get to me.

The man slumped onto the couch next to me. I felt Kakashi's arm tense a little.

"You sure you don't want to drink with us? You haven't drank anything!" He announced to himself, forgetting how to speak properly. "You should be thirsty!" He added as he shoved the cup in my direction, almost spilling the contents onto me.

I only sat there, ready to turn it down on my own, but a familiar hand suddenly reached in front of me, his fingers landing on the rim of the cup as he pushed it away from me smoothly.

"She won't be drinking this evening." I heard Kakashi-Kyousuke's voice explain politely from behind me.

But the way his voice sounded... protective, almost defensive, it was a little strange. It was like his mood suddenly shifted from the playful Kakashi I knew, the one that had been playing tricks on me all day, to something else.

The other men in the room took notice.

"Let her drink!" One of the men shouted with a cheer.

The others joined, all of the jabbering about how great this sake was, I couldn't help but wonder whether the Tanao mixture made it taste better or something. I could see Naruto and Sai watch the situation curiously, as if they were really wondering whether I was allowed to drink or not.

"I'm afraid that's out of the question." Kakashi explained vaguely.

"Is she not even that old yet!?" Another random voice yelled obnoxiously from within the small crowd of drunkards, sounding more like he was joking than serious. My heart still stuttered at how precisely that fake accusation had nailed the true situation on the head.

I eyed Kakashi a little nervously, but I couldn't read his expression.

There was a roar of laughter and jokes for a moment, I heard someone say 'I thought she looked a little young' answered by another random 'Whatever, the younger the better!'. More drunken laughter tested my patience as they unwittingly mocked a very real issue of my personal life. I spotted Naruto in the crowd, he definitely wasn't laughing, it looked like he was trying to pick a fight with one of the red-nosed men, but Sai was holding him back, smiling apologetically. Either that man said something inappropriate about me and that's why Naruto was blushing... or Naruto had slipped himself some of the sake, too, and now his face was turning red for the same reason theirs were.

But everything suddenly quieted down when a single, booming, voice took over.

"Don't say stupid things. If a man doesn't want his woman to drink, then a man doesn't want his woman to drink. Then she doesn't have to drink." I stared at Momoshita with probably more irritation than was polite as he stood up from the crowd of his intoxicated lackeys. I really had a problem with not only that anti-feminist philosophy he just spouted, but with the universal title of 'his woman' that he just pinned on me. But all that aside, I had to do a double-take when I saw Kakashi's head nod slightly in the corner of my eye… as if he was agreeing with that the extremely chauvinistic comment…

I was about to elbow him when I stopped myself.

Wait… he's just in character right now…

...

…right?

"Now, Kyousuke-kun, why don't you come show these idiots how to karaoke." Momoshita added suddenly, pointing at Kakashi with his cup.

Any irritation I felt suddenly poofed away.

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Kakashi-sensei… karaoke?....

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That didn't seem possible.

Even the thought of it was a little ridiculous.

"No, I'm fine." 'Kyousuke-kun' turned down the offer calmly, maintaining his usual cool demeanor. If he went up there and sang in front of a room full of drunk men, that cool image of his would be greatly compromised.

"I insist." 'Momo'-kun quickly brushed aside Kakashi's objection with only those two words.

There was a moment of silence between them, which wasn't very profound since the other men in the room hadn't shut-up since the food and alcohol arrived, but nonetheless, even I could feel a sort of tension. Like Momoshita was trying to bully 'Kakashi-Kyousuke' into playing with him, like a little kid.

I heard Kakashi give a little sigh as he removed his arm from the back of our couch. I looked up at him just as I felt his hand brush against the back of my shoulders for a moment. I shivered with a little surprise. I didn't know whether he was trying to reassure me or himself with that.

He walked over to the karaoke section of the small room.

He picked up the mic smoothly.

He flipped through the songs for only a moment.

More than half of the room's occupants were watching him, the other half were talking about stupid things and eating or were passed out.

Just watching him up there... it was probably one of the only times I had ever seen sensei act that awkward... Usually he was always composed, except whenever talked about Icha Icha or something like that. This should really be an experience.

He seemed a little hasty in picking the song, like he didn't really care what he sang as long as he got it over with quick.

I managed to catch half the title just before it flashed off the screen:

'Uragirimono no Hisou…'

Hmm.

Whatever this song was, I had never heard of it.

I sat on the couch, leaning forwards expectantly, forgetting the roller-coaster of a mood that I had been going through since we started this little party with our enemies.

The song started, the beginning notes took a little long as the flutes played for a few seconds, an electric guitar crashed into the melody taking the whole song over into a sort of retro-harmony.

The song didn't really fit what I thought Kakashi would sing… but I didn't think about that for too much longer.

I could feel the suspense grow a little as I just watched him stand there. Just staring at his profile as he simply stared at the monitor, shooting a polite smile towards the men who were also waiting for the performance.

Kakashi-sensei… is really going to sing… really….

This isn't some sort of joke.

… This was going to be interesting.

I looked for familiar faces in the crowd of spectators. I could see the expectant look on Naruto's and even Sai's face as they sat there, among the other guys who weren't half as interested, waiting for the lyrics to come up.

The notes calmed and the little beat picked up several pitches before the guitar fell out and the only music left was a soft background melody.

The lyrics flashed onto the screen. He took a breath.

……

I sat there for a few seconds, more than a little shocked.

Was this really his singing?

Was this really how his voice sounded when he sang?

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It's not a recording, right?

...

I stared at him as he delivered each line of the song smoothly, hitting the soft notes like a professional, even lifting and tensing his voice at moments, like he was actually trying to sing it professionally.

I couldn't tell whether his acting abilities were what made it seem like he wanted to sing… or maybe this was actually just a song he wanted to sing.

But either way, his voice was still as hypnotic as anything else about him.

I wanted to listen to this for the rest of the night.

It was surprisingly calming… even now, when my nerves were shot by all the activity, I felt a little less tense.

The chorus of the song took off and I fell in love with the song.

Then again, with his voice... he could sing any song I felt like I could claim it was my new favorite.

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I found myself staring at him… losing myself in my thoughts.

How come Kakashi-sensei never wants to do things that he's good at?… Even though he's so handsome, he keeps that mask on, even though he could probably beat Gai-sensei at their little games, he doesn't like showing off, and even though he has such a perfect voice, he needed a mob-boss to order him to pick up the mic.

… He has all the bragging rights, he seems to be nearly perfect at everything, but he never does anything to show off…

It's so strange for such a talented man to have so much humility…

… but I guess it's a good thing he isn't such a show off…

I listened to his voice a little longer, tempted to close my eyes and forget my surroundings, but that probably wasn't the best idea right now.

…

I have to make sure everything runs as smoothly as possible for Kakashi's plan… whatever it is.

This was a risky place, full of intoxicated enemies…

If I zoned out for even a moment and forgot myself, or my character, I might get in some sort of trouble.

I was reminded almost too well of my responsibility to keep things running smoothly when a certain someone walked in front of me, interrupting my view of Kakashi-sensei, who was still singing as professionally and as effortlessly as before. I wouldn't have cared about the momentary disturbance if this person hadn't decided to suddenly break the unspoken rule of conduct and practically throw himself onto the sofa next to me, intruding into my personal space immediately and further annoying me by taking my attention away from Kakashi's voice.

I scooted away from this man quickly as I felt my nerves flare with a degree of anxiety but more-so with irritation when I recognized the man's short blond hair and was momentarily blinded by the glare of the little golden chain dangling from the left side of his face.

I thought this guy would be off drinking, or drunk, with his buddies… but here he was… staring at me… again… only much closer than before.

I tried not to look at him. I tried not to notice his stare, or even how he turned to me, crossing his leg toward me.

I tried to focus on Kakashi's voice.

But this guy was too straightforward!

Even with all his buddies here, with his boss here, he didn't seem to give them any sort attention, or even follow their silent rules of not sitting next to someone else's 'woman'. He didn't even seem bothered by the fact that my 'fiancé' was only a few feet away, singing!

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(I never thought that a thought like that would ever cross my mind: 'my fiancé's only a few feet away, singing!'… Such a weird sentence… But these were really special circumstances.)

"Hey, Hanako-chan." His deep, but scratchy-sounding, voice woke me from my thoughts as he called me by my fake name, using too familiar of a suffix.

I almost didn't respond, not just because my ears didn't immediately recognize my fake name, but because I wanted to ignore him.

But after a second thought… I knew that ignoring this type of straightforward guy wouldn't fix anything, in fact, it might even motivate him.

I begrudgingly looked away from Kakashi, who was no doubt distracted by the row of cheering men who were skillessly trying to sing along, including Naruto and a slightly-less-apathetic-than-usual Sai.

My eyes met the pitch black ones of the man sitting next to me… I immediately regretted looking at him because when I did, his whole face lit up with a strange, and rather annoying, smile. Like he was trying to charm me.

I tried to prepare a 'letting-down' speech, one that wouldn't cause too much of a scene.

'I'm not interested.'?

'You're not my type.'?

Or the more effective one I could only use under this guise:

'I'm engaged.'

…. Well that probably wouldn't faze this guy. After all, my 'fiancé' was only a few feet away!

My internal quest for any sort of words came to sudden stop when the man's scratchy voice spoke up again.

"Hanako-chan," He addressed me again with inappropriate familiarity, but I ignored that after hearing the rest of his sentence. "you've got quite a controlling man there."

…

He must've been talking about the way Kakashi wouldn't let me drink any sake.

… Well, it was the responsible thing to do. I am underage. This guy doesn't know that, though.

But, thinking about Kakashi in general… yeah, he did try to control a lot of things… but he was my captain.

He was supposed to be controlling.

After another second passed I suddenly realized I was taking too long for my answer to this guy's statement. I stopped trying to think through everything with logic.

I settled for an answer that would hopefully end the conversation.

"Yep." I said simply, looking back as the crowd around him rooted for another song. I inwardly grimaced when he agreed to it after taking another drink from his now refilled cup of sake.

That scratchy voice found my ears again, regretfully.

"For a man who won't even show his face because he's too ashamed of his fighting scars, he really chose a woman who knows how to dress." Many things struck me about that sentence.

Scars?

I knew Kakashi still had to hide his eye because of the Sharingan. (Only a few Sharingan have ever been documented, and he's even rarer for having only a single Sharingan eye… even with basic knowledge about famous modern ninja, they would be able to recognize his true identity –it was strange thinking of Kakashi as 'famous'… but his name was known across the four main Lands as one of the most skilled ninja of our day, so it wasn't like I was exaggerating-…)

But…

I didn't know about any scars… (except the one on his right bicep and left ribs)…

Where did this guy get the idea of scars on Kakashi's face?...

… Wait… the mask.

Kakashi must've come up with some story that made his mask seem necessary… and saying it was due to 'fighting' might've sparked a conversation between him and the mob-boss. And started this friendship.

My mind reeled as I suddenly realized that I had managed to retrace the same plans that Kakashi must've thought through in order to gain Momoshita's trust for this mission.

Jeez...

He was really too thorough with his character's back-story…

I blinked for only a moment, trying to push all that aside, thinking back to this man's words and trying to come up with a reply.

'a woman who knows how to dress…'

Jeez… did this guy think this was 'how to dress'?

"Kyousuke picked this out." I shot down his compliment with a humorless voice, feeling weird for calling Kakashi by his alias, but also smug for stumping this lackey for more than a moment.

"He's probably just trying to show you off and make some of us jealous." He replied slickly.

That didn't sound too far from what Kakashi was capable of when he was in the mood for games. I thought to myself aimlessly for the moment I had to think before he starting talking again.

"He should be careful, though." The man's tone changed as he suddenly leaned in a little. I was already ready to smack him if he got to close. "When another man sees something he likes, especially a man like me, even an overprotective fiancé won't stop him from getting what he wants." He finished cheesily.

Okay, I said I would smack him if he got too close, but now, as his hand was brushing against my leg, and his words hit me harder than anything he had said before, I felt my right hand close into a fistful of chakra. I was trying with all my strength to keep myself from just punching him into the next room, but I could tell that if he didn't stop touching me and didn't stop giving me that look, I wasn't going to be able to control myself.

Clack!

He stopped giving me that look, and his hand suddenly stop touching me… in fact he was already wincing in pain and I hadn't even done anything.

His hand suddenly shot up to the back of his bleached head, grabbing his scalp as if he was in pain.

He turned around quickly and away from me.

I looked up to where he was looking.

Kakashi-sensei was already looking over here, his face soft with a casual, but obviously fake, smile.

"I believe I've entertained them long enough." He spoke up with the voice he had recently been singing with. He took a few steps over here. "You seem to be the entertaining type." Kakashi continued, smiling at the man sitting next to me who had recently been mysteriously hit by a microphone to the back of his head. "So I thought you might want a turn next." Kakashi explained smugly, walkign away from the karaoke monitor. " And thank you for not allowing my fiancée a moment of boredom." Kakashi finished with one last light sentence before he walked past the now red-faced man who had either turned color due to embarrassment or anger.

His black eyes did seem to hold a rather uncalled for amount of hostility, but it didn't worry me.

And it didn't seem to worry anyone else because there was suddenly a chorus of manly voices rooting, "Sing, Hiroki, Sing!"

Hiroki rubbed the back of his bleach-blond head one last time, shot another glare at Kakashi who didn't seem to notice, and picked up the microphone, walking toward the group of men and flinging it at them as if they were yappy dogs he wanted to shut up with a whack. He stormed off into the corner after a moment.

Soon enough they picked another karaoke victim who went up in front of the others and started singing dutifully... but this one chose a really girly song. It was kind of strange to hear such a deep voice singing a song about 'butterfly love'.

I looked back to Kakashi, forgetting my surroundings a little, more than happy to have him next to me again.

Even though I loved his singing, I seemed to be an open target when he wasn't by my side.

"That was close." I whispered lightly as he sat down in his old seat next to me. "I was about to pummel him." I joked while still being truthful.

He didn't say anything. I only wondered why for a moment until a new question came to mind.

Why was his arm over my shoulders?

And why were his fingers playing with the ends of my hair?

Not that I minded it… god knows I love it when his arms are around me or when he plays with my hair… but… this didn't seem like him. If he was so careful only not to actually touch me before... why was he suddenly making an effort to touch me?

He leaned back against the couch cushions pulling me into the backward lean with him.

I followed a little hesitantly.

His hand lifted off my shoulder and reached up to my hair, running his fingers through it.

I suddenly felt a little too aware of how much he was doing. Even if this seemed like barely anything to me now, if Naruto saw....

My eyes found Naruto and Sai, neither of them seemed to have noticed just how Kakashi was treating me, yet.

But still, it wasn't like him to provoke a risk like this.

"What're you doing?" I whispered with a really low volume.

I felt him lean down a little, his face closer to my ear.

"Just enjoying the moment with Kyousuke-kun's fiancée." His voice whispered back with the same low level, but I could still recognize a certain tone in his voice. Something was definitely different about him.

"Very funny…" I tried to brush this off as a joke putting on a fake smile.

As if trying to tell me just how much he wasn't joking I suddenly felt his hand land back onto my shoulder, his fingertips playing with the centimeters-wide sleeve on the right side of my 'dress'. He tugged at it a little, lifting it over a few inches and towards the tip of my shoulder. He only looked down at me with a completely calm expression... like he was only watching me.

"Hey sto-" I tried to warn him not to do that after I noticed Sai glancing over here, but he interrupted me.

"That man still can't keep his eyes off of you." The word 'man' struck a nerve. He said it with such a strange inflection. I glanced towards the only unnatural blond in the room.

He really was staring over here… glaring really… but he didn't seem all that angry, more like... determined. I found that a little more worrisome than anger.

"I'm getting a little jealous." I heard the warmth in Kakashi's voice rise with that short sentence, his fingers trailing along my bare shoulder shook all of my attention back to him.

"So you're what, claiming your territory?" I asked with a bit of an attitude as I quickly reached up my left hand to the little strap of fabric, pulling it over my shoulder again. I tried to drop my hand back to my lap, but I suddenly didn't have control over it anymore as I felt his larger, warmer, hand take it.

He lifted it to his face.

"In a manner of speaking." He agreed gently, no longer whispering, and no longer holding back the warm tone he was speaking with.

My heart stammered as my eyes met Naruto's who had suddenly looked over here, as if out of curiosity... after only a moment, his entire expression dropped and his eyes widened with something like shock.

I tried to pull my hand away but Kakashi was already kissing my fingers through the mask, his eyes closed in concentration.

I couldn't concentrate on the way my heart seemed to get faster every time his covered lips pressed against my skin.

I tried to tug my hand back again, using a bit of chakra, he still didn't let go. His lips followed down to my palm and onto my wrist, each 'kiss' deepening one after the other.

He's just in character, right?

That's why he's acting like this…

That has to be it.

My confidence wavered when I eyed his empty cup on the table in front of us.

How much did he drink?

I never really found out what Kakashi was like when he was drunk.

And with the Takoa root-mixture in the alcohol… I definitely had no clue what it would do to him... or whether this was Kakashi or 'Kyousuke'.

I could feel Naruto's eyes on the hand Kakashi was 'kissing'. I tried to tug away again. He still wouldn't let go of my wrist.

I glanced at Naruto again.

What was once just shock had bubbled over into something like anger… or jealousy... I saw his fists curl with tension.

"You're freaking Naruto out. He's about ready to leap over the table and punch you." I tried to reason with the silver-haired man who was currently pulling me closer against him.

I loved the way his body was always warmer than mine, and I loved the way his chest felt against me, but I really couldn't focus on any of that when I was freaking out like this! And especially when Naruto's eyes were practically locked on us!

Kakashi leaned forward even closer. I could feel his voice in my ear.

"Is it petty of me to say I'm glad?"

Glad?

Glad that he could make Naruto jealous?!

Glad that Naruto was working up such a fit that he could ruin the entire mission if Kakashi pushed this any further?!

Does showing off really mean that much to him right now?!

"Yes! It's not like you're jealous of Naruto!" I whispered harshly, not caring to be polite anymore, almost using a normal voice.

I tried to turn to him, to get a glimpse of his expression or his eyes, to figure out what he was really thinking. But with his arm around me, he was practically a vice, I couldn't move.

I felt his chest shake from behind me as he chuckled a little.

"I told you I don't handle jealousy well."

This time his fabric-covered lips landed right below my ear.

I heard a little crash from across the room. Naruto had dropped his cup, the sake splashing onto his feet and Sai's. Sai gave an annoyed look at Naruto before seeing Naruto's glare. Following Naruto's line of sight, Sai turned around, too.

Even the usually emotionless boy seemed more than a little shocked about what Kakashi-sensei was doing. But before his expression could evolve any further, he grabbed Naruto's arm, as if warning him not to do anything.

"What're you doing?!" I asked louder than before, but not loud enough to be heard over the music and drunken ramblings. I forgot my question when I nearly jumped out of my seat as I felt his lips graze along my jaw deeply, his hand brushing my hair out of his way as he traveled lower.

Even though he has his mask on, and he really isn't kissing me, this is still really bad!

"Don't worry about it." Kakashi's voice whispered lastly against my skin before I felt his masked lips press against my neck a little too passionately.

"Ka-!" I almost yelled his real name in a moment of sheer shock, but I stopped myself just in time.

WHAT WAS HE DOING!?

My sudden increase in volume seemed to set Naruto off as he started stumbling over here, I only noticed then that he was completely drunk, too. Sai followed after Naruto, trying to stop him from coming over.

"Wat doo ya think yer doin', sens--?" Naruto slurred a little under his breath losing his balance on the level ground and tumbling over next to the table before he could finish his sentence.

The commotion stirred the group from their talking and singing.

All of a sudden there was another eruption of yelling and cheering, I looked for the cause, but then I noticed that all the men in the room were staring at me and how pink my face was.

Kakashi's lips left my skin a little hurriedly.

"You still keep your mask on to do stuff like that?" One of the more obnoxious voices asked out loud inappropriately the same way a little kid would, making my face grow red with more offense than embarrassment.

But I sat there, without a word, completely dumb-founded by everything. My eyes going from the unconscious Naruto on the floor to the semi-worried Sai who was hovering over him, to the dozens of energetically drunk eyes staring at us, to the aged and slightly serious eyes of Momoshita (who was leading the karaoke group), to Kakashi who was now standing up, smiling as charmingly as ever, acting as if he really didn't just cause all of this havoc… indirectly.

Kakashi-sensei stood there for a second, laughing like the rest of them.

He tugged at my hand, making me stand up, too.

I was more or less a zombie right now, I was so confused. I wasn't even tugging at my dress in embarrassment after standing up, I was really just trying to figure everything out.

"If you'll excuse us for a while." Kakashi's voice spoke up above the rowdy crowd. I felt a little tug as I was suddenly being steered toward the door. "We're just going out for… a quick bath." Kakashi offered that excuse, hesitating at the last part purposefully.

It took me twice as long to understand what his words meant than it did for the drunks to. Who were already starting a new round of cheering.

"Eh?" I asked quietly, more to myself, as he started pulling me through the door, into the abandoned hallway.

"We'll order some more food for your return!" I heard the aged of voice of Momoshita call out to us as Kakashi nodded, closing the door. The last thing I saw through that door before it closed were the suggestive winks of a few of the men in there, but also the calculating expression of the man with the gold chain dangling across his left cheek.

The door closed with a little clack.

And I suddenly felt like I was granted freedom from a really weird dream. I felt like I could think again.

But the thoughts that greeted me in this new reality weren't any better than the ones that plagued me inside that karaoke room of havoc.

Where are we really going?

What is he doing?

Is he drunk?

What did he just do?

Doesn't he know what Naruto and Sai just saw?

How's he going to fix that?

What is he planning?

Does he even have a plan?

Are we really going for a 'quick bath'?

Is that what he really meant when he told them that?

Why am I SO confused?!

And without a moment's hesitation or any explanation I felt his hand close around mine a little tightly as he started to walk quickly down the hallway, dragging me behind him.

"Where are we going?" I managed a single sentence after I sped up my pace to walk next to him, hoping for a typical 'Kakashi-answer' with a detailed plan and instructions on the next part of the mission.

I was deeply disappointed and disturbed with his response.

"Our room." He answered shortly.

The tone of his voice was unchanged from the one he had when he was 'kissing' me in that room.

Warm and low.

My mind could only handle one reaction to that:

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Eh?!

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Whew!

Since this is somewhat of a really big cliffhanger, I'll try really hard to get the next chapter out soon!

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Oh, and if you guys still have the tab for Kakashi's song up, I left a comment for you guys just now, just as a greeting. My username is the same as the one I use on here 'TheEdgyBubble'…

Hope you saw it. :D

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