Uzu was lacking a man's influence in her life.
That much was a given by the girly things she kept in her home. She never got phone calls after ten o'clock at night, and none of the calls she did get were from a boyfriend wishing to see his lady love.
Which was a crying shame in Kakashi's oppinion since the woman was rather easy on the eyes and pleasing to converse with when she could manage to sit or stand still long enough to say more than two words.
Which brought Kakashi to his next curiousity stemming from the mystery that was Uzu Namikaze. Why did she seem so uncomfortable around him? Sure he was a strange man that had been more or less thrust into her life by a series of weird circumstances brought on by fate.
But did she have to act like he was a leper or something all the time? Or did she act that way in order to keep him from getting attached to her? Maybe her behavior was a defense machanism that she had created to drive people that she saw as potential threats to her well being, away from her.
Whatever the reason, Kakashi supposed that it couldn't hurt to ask her about those things since he was curious about her.
He was dozing on the couch when she came out of her study to check on him at about eight that evening. He both sensed and smelled her as she stopped next to the couch and stood there for a second staring at him before making a huffing sound and then walking off.
Kakashi opened his eyes a little bit, watching her from under his lashes while she moved out of his sight and vanished down the hall way. His lips quirked slightly in an amused smile as he guessed what she was doing before she walked back into the living room and then stopped by the couch again.
She glared at the mess he'd left on her floor with his snack wrappers then looked at him for a second before reaching out and cautiously pushing on his shoulder.
He remained perfectly still, his breathing and sprawled position never changing as she pushed down on his shoulder two more times before he opened his eyes and looked at her. He made a little bit of a show of yawning and stretching to further reinforce the idea that he'd been asleep instead of watching her.
"Uzu? What's wrong?" He asked in a drowsy husky voice as he turned his body a little bit so that he was facing her. His mismatched eyes locking with those lovely ruby eyes of hers and he couldn't help but wonder if maybe Miss Namikaze had some gargoyle blood in her.
"Nothing. I just wanted to ask you what you wanted for dinner." Uzu said. Kakashi snorted softly. Food again, huh? He'd just eaten a short while ago. He didn't really need to eat again for another five or more hours.
Yet Uzu it seemed had the bizarre habit of over feeding her guests. Or at least that's how it seemed to him anyways. Kakashi was certain that if he kept eating everything that she handed to him, that he'd never be able to fly again.
He'd weigh too much for his wings to support him.
"Whatever you want to make is fine Uzu." Kakashi said as he pushed himself upright. Uzu nodded her head and reached out and grasped his upper arm in an effort to help him sit up. Something that wasn't necessary, but Kakashi allowed because he secretly liked it when she touched him.
Her touch sent a pleasant jolt through his body.
As soon as he was upright Uzu let go of his arm then bent down and picked up the trash on her floor and walked towards the kitchen. "I think I'll make some fettuccine and chicken for dinner tonight." She said as she heard Kakashi pull out one of the chairs at the bar seperating her kitchen from the rest of her apartment and sit down while she tossed the garbage in the trash can.
Then made her way over to the fridge and pulled out a small pack of chicken thighs and put them in the microwave to defrost before going over to the cabinets and digging through them until she found some pasta. After that she dug out a pot and a pan and set them on the stove then pulled the chicken out of the microwave and went about fixing it and putting it in the pan with some olive oil then turned the eye on low then went to throw the chicken package away and wash her hands when Kakashi asked out of the blue, "Do you have a boyfriend?"
Uzu stiffened a little bit at his question and muttered, "Damn Tsunade." Under her breath for planing strange ideas in the man's head the other day before answering him.
"No. I haven't got a boyfriend." Nor did she want one since Sauske was still sort of hanging about.
"Why not?" Kakashi asked, referring to the reason why she didn't have a boyfriend. She shot him an slightly annoyed look from over one of her shoulders and then tried to ignore his question.
She might have been more successful if Kakashi had been willing to drop the subject. But being the curious creature that he was, he wasn't feeling all that inclined to drop the subject. "Why not?" He asked again, this time in a more persistant tone.
Uzu gritted her teeth and grabbed the pot and walked over to the sink and started to fill it with warm water. Again ignoring his question. Which was probably why Kakashi felt the insane need to slink up to her when she was placing the pot on the stove and turning on the eye and said, "Why not?" In a slightly louder tone, right in her ear causing her to jump and wheel around to smack him.
And instead found herself suddenly pushed back against her fridge with her hands pinned on either side on her shoulders staring at the irritated expression on Kakashi's face. She flushed at how close his face was to hers and was about to demand that he let her go when he leaned in a little more-
Her eyes widened slightly in alarm when she felt his lips brush her own as he growled, "I don't like being ignored." Uzu bristled a little bit and then head butted him. Kakashi yelped as his head snapped back on his neck and staggered back before Uzu's hand connected with his cheek.
The loud crack of flesh striking flesh ringing in his ears as she snarled. "I don't give a damn what you like buddy. If I don't want to answer you then tough. Now sit down before I toss your sorry ass off my terrace and finish what gravity started!"
