A/N: Crazy and stressful two weeks….just wow. No wonder I couldn't update. Anyway, I'm sorry it took so long. Would've had this posted….ages….ago….but…stupid….school… *irk mark* Also I feel like Kakashi is the type to mess around with someone just for the fun of it, so if he seems OOC….I'm sorry. I just think that's how he would act.

Question: WHO IS BEAR GOD DAMMIT!

Answer: a….r

"I'm not from around here."

"I'm sorry…I don't follow."He said quietly. I sighed and laid a shaky hand on the table. Why was it that whenever you become uncomfortable you begin to fiddle with something or move unnecessarily? At that moment I couldn't look Kakashi in the eye, for what reason I didn't know, but I kept picking at the napkin hoping that he wouldn't think of me differently. "I…where I come from isn't anything similar to Konoha. For one there are cars that are used to get around and ninja's don't even exist. Well not now at least, but before back when Japan was still a very small nation that wasn't really powerful internationally. As for ninja's they existed around the fifteenth century, but have been extinct for numerous decades." The look on Kakashi's face couldn't have been more than confused. His eyebrows were tightly knitted together as if he was thinking too hard and his eyes were squinting at me with such intensity that I couldn't help but shift my gaze downwards.

"My name isn't Cho Uchida. I'm not from around here. My family is….absent, and my citizenship here isn't even approved yet. I can't for the life of me remember my name, and even if I did it would probably sound too foreign to be used around these parts."

Silence.

It stretched on far too long as I sat there wondering what was going through his head. Would he hate me for withholding information like that from him? Would he no longer speak to me anymore? I couldn't tell. The only way for me to know was if he opened his mouth and spoke to me. People don't seem to realize, but your voice carries a lot more emotion than you think. You may try to hide things from people, but there are certain things that your voice does that just gives you away. I know that I fall victim to that because I am the worst person when it comes to having your emotions shown through your voice.

One sharp intake of breath and the opening of my mouth would give me away completely. I wasn't good at masking my emotions. But without emotions you wouldn't be human.

The waiter, Keita, came back with our order which made me sigh in relief. At least we had something to distract us from this uncomfortable silence. Our food was placed in front of us, and a few seconds later Keita bowed and left us with an "Enjoy your meal."

"Kakashi…"

"Mmm."

Ok. Was it me or was he just ignoring everything that just came out of my mouth. Surely he wasn't just brushing it aside. "Are you going to say something? You know, call me crazy. Leave me here by myself to pay the bill. Tell everyone that I'm a nutcase. Come on, your silence is literally killing me."

"What am I supposed to say to that?" He answered. Darn it. He was right. Well, not really. He could ask me a question about what I said. Nobody is that accepting, no matter how many times they say they are.

"Oh come on. Don't give me that crap. You know for a fact that there are a lot of things you could say.

"True, but what if I don't want to say it right now."

"Then I guess it's my loss. Or rather your loss." He chuckled lightly and sat there staring at his food.

"Was it a bad idea to go out to dinner…seeing as how your uhm…mask is on?"

"No."

"Do you want me to turn around, or look down, cover my eyes?" He shook his head and watched me eat for a few minutes. I felt quite awkward just sitting there eating while he did nothing but stare. Don't you hate it when you're either a, the person done eating first and you have to sit there and wait for the person to finish, or b be that person that finishes last and have everyone around you stare at you be a pigeon and pick at your food awkwardly. I always hated that feeling of eyes on my shoulder and with Kakashi practically eyeing me up and down, it made that feeling ten times worse.

"I don't exactly feel comfortable with you staring at me like that."

"Why…we are on a date aren't we?" I looked at him confused. "What does that have to do with anything?"

"Don't couples do that? Gaze at each other."

"How am I supposed to know? You're the older one. You should be more experienced."

My question was answered with silence and I laughed as the sudden realization hit me. He's never been on a date before. Neither have I, but he doesn't need to know that. "You've never been on a date before." I said trying to keep my giggles at bay but failing miserably. I would have loved to say that Kakashi blushed horribly, but he did something so out of character that I couldn't help but burst out laughing. Kakashi turned his head to the side and pouted. I know he pouted because the fabric around his mouth crinkled downwards. Okay so maybe he wasn't pouting. Maybe he was frowning, but it sure seemed like he was doing one of the two. "Aww...I'm sorry…" Sarcasm has never felt so good. Saying that to old Man Scarecrow (seriously the man is twenty-six) never felt so good! He glanced at me from the corner of his eye, but didn't say anything about the way I said aww.

Grinning from ear to ear, I continued to eat, forcing myself to not groan at how delicious the food was. It was a shame that Kakashi wasn't eating his food right now, because I guarantee that it would taste delicious. It wasn't long before I was done with my food, completely satisfied with how full I was feeling. To be nice I excused myself from the table to use the bathroom, and left Kakashi to eat by himself. He must be hungry and I would give him five minutes of privacy so that he would be able to eat. Five minutes in the bathroom doing nothing felt like ten minutes, but I used the opportunity to wash out my mouth and apply more chap stick. Who knew that eating dried your lips so quickly? I didn't want to return with cracked lips, and I was sure that cracked lips weren't attractive…

….

….

What was I doing? I tucked the chap stick back in my bra not wanting to hold the cursed thing anymore. Why was I getting so self conscious of my appearance? It was just Kakashi. It wasn't like I liked him. We were just here as friends. Plus I was supposed to be going with Izumo, but he wasn't home at the time. Kakashi was just here as a backup date.

But he did hold my hand. By force of course.

"Argh." I yanked on my hair, trying to get the thoughts out of my head. I can't be like this. The man was twenty-six, exactly nine years my senior. What was I doing?

But then again, age didn't really matter in Konoha. There were lots of couples that were clearly years apart, but no one said anything about it. Then again, I didn't look seventeen. In fact I looked like I was in my mid twenties. What with the looks and attitude, I could pass off as an adult. Sighing to myself I brushed my bangs out of my face and flipped my hair so that it was now cascading down my back. The strands that were too short to fall down my back hung in front like rebels. No matter how many times I shoved the extra strands behind my ears they continued to escape, laughing at my failed attempt at taming them. Why was it that whenever I put my hair in one place, it always had to get messed up and do its own thing. Growling at my reflection I ran my hands through my hair, messing it up even further. Quite frankly, I couldn't give a damn right now. New Cho was not going to care what she looked like.

On the way out of the bathroom I had to quickly sidestep to the left as I almost bumped into a woman who glared at me as if I did something to her.

"Watch where you're going?" She hissed before disappearing behind the door. What crawled up her ass?

Shrugging off that odd encounter I quickly walked towards my table. As I sat down I noticed that both our plates had been removed from the table and a sizeable desert was centered in the middle. "What's this about?" I asked while eyeing the chocolaty goodness.

"I figured you might enjoy some." He dug a spoon into the cake, cutting of a good sized piece before holding it out to me. "You're feeding me…" I trailed off and stared at him as if he grew another head.

"Yes." He said bluntly.

"Why?"

"Because."

"Because what. You expecting something out of this." I asked eyeing him suspiciously.

"Maybe."

"…"

"Of course not Cho. You must be hungry though." Actually not really. My Pork and Kimchi Stir Fry was making me feel bloated at the moment, but what girl would say no to chocolate. Chocolate is the only thing that can put god to shame. Sure he sits up there on his throne and rules all of heaven, but if I had to choose between going to hell where there was an afterlife time supply of chocolate versus heaven where there wasn't an afterlife time supply of chocolate…let's just say the devil and I were becoming roommates.

"I'm not hungry, but it's chocolate."

"I'm assuming you like chocolate." I nodded rapidly before closing my lips around the spoon and taking the cake off of it with my tongue. The spoon slipped out of my mouth and I sat back savoring the bursts of sweetness that ran through my mouth. There were strawberries with some sort of cream or icing inside that melted the instant it touched my tongue, making me shudder in pleasure. I chewed for a little bit and slightly moaned at how delicious it was.

That was the best desert I've ever tasted.

"What was that?" I asked, my voice sounding a little lighter than usual. "That was the chef's special Chocolate icing cake."

"That is sooo good." I watched as he cut another piece and held it out to me. I wasn't even going to bother arguing with him anymore because it would be pointless. All I would do is waste my breath if I told him to stop feeding me. Besides, I didn't actually mind being fed. It was kind of sweet that he was doing that. "Only this one time." I said before taking another bite. One full cake later and I felt like my stomach was going to explode. It was to the point where you can feel your belly stretching but can't really do anything about it. Lying down won't help because all the food will settle and then you'll just be left with an uncomfortable pressure in your stomach.

What I needed to do was walk this monstrous dinner off. Another thing that happens when I eat too much is that I get extremely tired. The correct term for that would be the itis, and I was getting a huge case of it too. After paying for our food, and me thanking him numerous times, he led us out of the restaurant and into the night life of Konoha. The part of town that we were currently in was the busiest part of Konoha. You could say that it was the heart of the village, and numerous shops lined the streets, with different vendors outside selling different silks and clothing. The air was wafting with rich smells of food that would have had my mouth watering at any moment, but after eating the amount I did, food didn't sound all too great. As a matter of fact I was feeling quite sick at the moment and had to slow my pace down so that my walking didn't jostle my stomach too much.

"Are you okay?" He asked putting an arm around my waist. I quickly shoved him off of me and ran to the nearest bush that I could find to expel the contents of my stomach. What happened next had even me disgusted as I wiped my mouth to get rid of the extra saliva that was dribbling down my lips. The bush began to reek of the Pork and Kimchi I had, making me step back to avoid the strong smell. Upon me stepping back I bumped into something hard which had me quickly turning on my heel to see what had stopped me. Kakashi stood there with an amused look on his face which did nothing to help my mood. Because I felt extremely bad for him to have paid for a meal for me to just throw it up later I bowed at him and then stood back up, hoping that he wouldn't have a snarky comment to say. "What a waste to a perfectly good meal."

"You shouldn't have ate so much." He said while ruffling the top of my head. I smacked his hand away, not wanting to be treated like a child when I clearly wasn't one.

"You shouldn't've fed me so much." I shot back, not backing down from this pointless argument.

"You could have stopped at any moment."

"Really! You were the one that insisted for me to continue."

"No." I shot him a nasty glare, but had to cut it short as I quickly turned around to retch into the bushes again. Oh god this is embarrassing. This was seriously the worse date ever, and it was all my fault. I wasn't going to lie and blame it on Kakashi, no matter how much I wanted to do that. It wasn't his fault…

But then again…

No let's put the blame on the restaurant. They're Kimchi was probably bad, or maybe the pork wasn't cooked correctly or something. Whatever the reason was, I didn't like it all because at the end of the night it was me that had to suffer and puke my guts out in the bush.

After my vomit fest (not really), Kakashi had carried me the rest of the way home, because I wasn't feeling well. When we got to my apartment I was sweating and the air became so chilly that I clung to Kakashi trying to take some of his body heat.

If I was sick I was going to cry myself to sleep. I hadn't been sick once in my entire stay here, and having a stomach bug was not something that I would enjoy. Having a bug is one of the worst things because it forces you to heave, but when there's nothing in your stomach you tend to dry heave and it's more painful that actually having something come up. "Can…you just place me on the couch."

"What about your bed?"

"Too far." I mumbled while leaning my head up against his shoulder. I would have never thought twice about a shoulder being soft. Maybe it was just me thinking funny while being in a delirious state, but at the moment his shoulder was the softest thing I've ever felt. Kakashi gently placed me down on the couch and crouched down in front of me so that he was at eye level. His eyes curved downwards in that odd crescent shaped eye smile he always does and placed a warm hand on my forehead. "Are you going to be okay?" I nodded and gently brushed his hand away from my forehead. "Sorry for ruining our date." I mumbled.

"Just sleep." He whispered. Taking his advice I curled up into a ball and sighed as a blanket was soon draped over me. With a click of the door I knew he left, but I was happy that he cared enough to at least do this much. It wasn't long before I slowly succumbed to the darkness, and fell asleep.

Waking up the next morning was dare I say a bitch. My head was pounding as if someone was taking a hammer and bashing away at my skull, and the blanket that was slowly falling off of me was covered in sweat. "Eww.." I quickly tossed the blanket off of me, but instantly regretted it as cold air hit me like a slap to the face. I must've forgotten to turn the heat on last night.

Of course I grumbled and moaned as I made my way towards the heating vent before kicking it into motion. A small whirring was heard and like magic, warm air started pooling out of the vent. I stayed in front of the vent for a long time trying to warm myself up before getting ready to go to work. It probably wouldn't have been one of the smartest things I've done, but going to work was seriously going to bite me in the ass later on.

You see, after I had warmed myself up, I set about going through my morning routine of eating breakfast, showering, and getting ready for work. You think that throughout that entire time it would have registered in my brain that screaming kids in an enclosed room, plus migraine from hell wouldn't equal anything pleasant.

I definitely learned that the hard way as I entered the classroom just to be hit with the loud screams of Uchida-sensei. My teeth gritted in annoyance as Ishida's grinning face popped up into my head. Ishida hadn't told me that I would be looking after the younger kids today. No wonder she was so damn jittery. Everyone knows that whoever comes in last always takes care of the more rambunctious younger ones. So the blame could have been put on me for coming in late, but the least she could have done was at least say something me so that I could ask nicely to switch with someone else.

It's not that I hate these kids. Oh no. For me it was an easy job because ninja techniques and the way of a ninja weren't taught to these kids. No, instead they set this classroom up as a daycare for those parents that are busy on missions and have no time to take care of their own. So of course, naturally they would have thrown someone like me inside here to do the job.

"Alright kids! Quite down." Screams were the reply and I rubbed my forehead just wishing for this day to be over already.

"Kaoru, put that paintbrush down now! And Ruki, get off that stool before you hurt yourself." This was not an easy job, and these kids were worse than a rabbit on crack. They were seriously bouncing off the walls! Paintbrushes were being tossed around, stools were being knocked over, Yori, the crybaby, was crying off in a corner being himself, and it was just plain chaos.

The slow pounding in my head began to increase to the point where I had to sit down from the sudden sharp pangs that were stabbing at my head. A small kid with forest green eyes sat in front of me just staring at me with this weird look on his face. His face was slightly chubby, but he was utterly adorable with his brown hair sitting messily on top of his head. "Ubiba-sensei." Yup, leave it to the four year olds to get my name wrong. "Yes honey." I smiled and picked him up so that he was now resting in my lap.

He tugged on my hair and began to giggle as the strays tickled his face lightly. "I'm hungry…"

"I'm sorry honey, but I don't have anything right now. Can you just give me a minute?" He nodded and scrambled off of my lap to join the quite kids in the corner who were too scared to do anything about the mess that was being made.

"Everyone sit down before I get mad!" Instantly the room went quiet and I mentally sighed at the lowered noise. "Can everyone just do me a favor and find a seat to sit in. I need to clean this room up before taking attendance, okay!" All at once, everyone started tumbling over each other to find a small stool to sit on, while some who weren't so lucky ended up seating themselves on the floor. It wasn't surprising to see kids fighting each other just to sit on a chair. They were four year olds after all.

"Okay. Now that everyone is settled. Give Uchida-sensei ten minutes to clean up." While the kids sat and talked amongst themselves, I quickly picked up the items off of the floor and put them in their rightful place. How these kids managed to knock over a small wardrobe in the back, that held the art materials, was beyond my recognition. What give me a shock was a couple of strange looks sharp objects were tucked underneath the carpet. If the kids had found this, they would have instantly hurt themselves, and caused me more work. Arranging everything back in its place didn't take as long as I thought it would. From the front of the classroom the mess looked bigger, but I figured that because the kids were running around screaming like banshees it made the room seem messier than it actually was.

Now cleaning the paint was a little bit harder as there weren't a lot of paper towels, but I managed and in those ten minutes, I made the room seem at least somewhat presentable.

It probably wouldn't even last five minutes anyway. What a waste of time.

Attendance went without a hitch, and I eventually found that adorable kid some food. It was still early in the morning, but it felt like I had been at the academy all day. My legs were aching from standing up for too long, and my head wasn't getting any better. The queasy feeling in my stomach did eventually leave, but it might as well have stayed to dampen my mood further. The kids were quietly drawing right now, but every time I wanted to sit down to take a breather, one problem after another would arise.

First it was the kid with the forest green eyes (he eventually told me his name was Hikari) as he injured himself with a kunai that happened to be laying around (I had honestly thought I picked up all the weapons). Why a sharp object was in a room filled with adolescents like these went beyond my recognition, but the teachers were sure going to hear an earful today at lunch. Next came two girls fighting over a pink crayon, followed by a boy who wouldn't stop picking on Riku for wearing glasses.

All in all it was extremely stressful and there wasn't anything that I could do to get rid of the headache. Leaving the classroom to ask for medicine to dull my migraine was out of the question as most of the teachers had their schedules filled already. I would have asked Iruka if he could just sub for five minutes, which would be just enough time for me to grab some medicine from the medical room, but I hadn't even gotten both feet at the door before the kids exploded in screams of "Where are you going Uchida-sensei", and "Don't leave us Uchida-sensei." To be honest I was at my wits end and the rope that I was hanging onto was slowly being cut off by a knife which happened to be held by those kids.

Lunch couldn't have come any quicker, and as I dismissed the kids for their lunch period, I was one of the people in the crowd of numerous kids pushing each other to get out the door all at once. Yes, I'm not ashamed to say that I almost trampled a poor girl, but when it comes to my headache's I don't mess with that.

Being the smart person that I am, I had completely forgotten to bring a bento. Typical me forget something so important. Food was like air to me. If there isn't any food for me to nibble on, or any candy to suck on, I get extremely agitated, and will most likely go crazy from not having anything.

With my stomach naturally getting louder than my headache, the teacher's lounge couldn't have came any faster. The minute I swung the door open and spotted Iruka, I made a beeline for the man.

"Iruka!" I cried, while grabbing unto his shoulder. The scarred chuunin turned around to face me, but at the look on my face his face turned to that of concern. "Cho…are you okay? You don't seem to look to well."

"Listen. I'm not really feeling the greatest, but I need you to do me a favor. I need you to run down to the closest shop and buy me the biggest lunch that you can find." He looked at me as if I had dipped my head under water and completely forgot that, no, you can't breathe under water. Basically, he looked at me like I was crazy. "Um..." Saying that he was speechless would have been the understatement of the year, but I was making sense in my head. Cho needed food no matter if she had a stomach bug or not. She was going to eat, and she was going to do it now. "And is it possible that you can give me some medicine for my head. I feel as if Guy ran laps around my head with knives for shoes."

Iruka chuckled and shook his head at my little joke. It wasn't really meant as a joke, but it kind of got my point across at how much my head was hurting. "Come." He smiled and grabbed my wrist gently before leading me out of the room, and away from the teachers that were staring at us oddly.

I'm thankful that Iruka was a very close friend. If it wasn't for him I wouldn't have been able to direct myself through Konoha perfectly as if I had been living here my entire life. If it wasn't for him, I probably wouldn't have a social life. There were a lot of things were if it wasn't for him so and so wouldn't have happened. I really appreciate everything that Iruka's ever done for me, and walking behind him with my wrist gently gripped in his hand, I saw him in a new light.

Iruka needed someone to care for him, instead of him caring for others. He was very sweet, and was selfless as he always put someone else first. That was a good quality to have and I know that someone would appreciate to have a person like Iruka as a husband.

Walking through that hallway and staring at Iruka had me thinking that there was one new goal that I would need to get to.

Find Iruka a nice girlfriend and let him live his happily ever after.

And then once his happily ever after is complete, mine would follow.

Cliffyyy!

E/N: Took forever to post because I didn't like this chapter….*sigh*, but for the sake of the readers I managed to put something together that I thought was decent. I've been also typing up a whole lot of other stories as well, hence the extremely long update. Now I know everyone's set on figuring out who Bear is…but I must say that it's going to be a good while before you get to see who he is. I'm so mean.

Also…um….I don't remember if I said this, but there's a certain part of this story that will be completely different from the Naruto storyline. It will include the characters, but you guys might not like what I have in store for some of these characters. Sawy.

Today there are no wise words from Itachi, because Itachi is on vacation with Kisame.