**42 DAYS LATER AND I ONLY GET THE CHANCE TO WRITE THIS NOW. SUPER SORRY FOR THE WAIT**
Browsing through an online store, I try to search for a gift for Shikamarus' birthday party later this afternoon. With the guys from the Ragnarok legal firm coming to ask the educators of Sasuke some question this morning and for me to finish off the last few papers I have to grade, going out to buy a present won't be possible.
I chose a gift quickly and lucky enough for me there was a supplier nearby which means if I rush my delivery, I could have it by the time I get back after the whole interrogation crap.
OK…now to just find those papers and get dressed so I can go. Standing in front of a laptop barefoot in a towel, with wet hair after a bath, is a great way to feel shitty for the rest of the day.
Heading for my room, I dry my hair and add some product to it before I comb it out. I search for some actual decent clothes in my closet and manage to find a nice white t-shirt, a pair of black jeans and the purple cardigan I got myself when I still cared about what I looked like. I finished off the look with a pair of "never-ever been worn" flip flops that Zabuza had given me a few years back. Feeling some sort of accomplishment I head toward my living room grab my work bag full of crap I needed to sort out, the last few papers I still needed to grade and my apartment keys, making sure I lock the door and headed for the bus stop.
The wait was surprisingly short as I was somewhat early. The people on the bus were staring at me weirdly as if I had a giant snake wrapped around my neck like a scarf. It made me uneasy, so I proceeded as far to the back as I could. Thankfully there were only five stops before I had to get off, but somehow bus rides always seemed to take forever. By the second last stop before I had to get off, a young woman came up to me and gave me her number. I looked at her confused and asked her why, she simply replied that I looked really good and that she would like to get to know me before she proceed to get off at the next stop. The same situation occurred another three times with two other women and a man before I finally got the chance to get off of the bus.
That sure was one interesting and very uncomfortable bus ride.
I proceeded toward the school and made my way to Tusnades' office. The room consisted of all the senior educators who taught Sasuke, including myself and Tsunade.
"So how this works is that you will be waiting to be questioned in your classrooms, so if you could please wait there in the meantime, that would be appreciated. They said that they would try not to take too much of your time, so please be cooperative and answer as truthfully and as detailed as you can. And to those of you who still have to hand in your graded papers, I trust now would be a sufficient time to complete them and hand them in."
She concluded her speech and dismissed us to our classrooms.
Why do I get the feeling that the last bit of her speech was directed at me? Ugh…anyway, I actually need to finish before they come and ask me questions. Who knows how long they're going to take. I might not even get the chance to finish if they take too long with asking their questions.
After about 50 minutes, I managed to finish grading my papers and proceed to stack them neatly before I ran off toward Tsunades' office to hand them in. I was just about to make it when I bumped into someone which sent all my papers flying about the quad.
"Hey! Watch where you're going!" he yelled at me while I was scurrying to pick up the papers that where almost about to blow away with the wind. After I picked everything, I ran toward her office and put the papers on her desk.
"You're late, but at least you handed them in. Now please proceed to wait in your classroom."
I left her room feeling rather pissed as I remembered the asshole that nearly got me killed standing in the middle of nowhere talking on his cell phone. I reached my classroom and proceeded to wait in silence.
This is a serious waste of my time. How long are these assholes planning on making me wait?
Just as I was about to get up and leave, I heard a knock on the door before someone walked into my room.
"YOU!"
We both yelled out the same thing at the exact same time when our eyes met. I recognised the man standing in front of me. My blood started boiling and I couldn't contain myself.
"You're…You're that clumsy asshole who knocked me over in the store! What the hell are you doing here? Come to cause another disaster?"
I guess he could tell I was pissed off because he looked a bit shocked and took his time to contemplate a response, and I guess to let me cool off.
"I'm really sorry for what happened in the store, I was just trying to give you your keys back."
"So what you came all this way here to apologize? Well I guess I can forgive you then."
He smiled at me, but then his face got all serious and sat down in the seat in front of me.
"Well, I didn't know you would be here, but I'm greatly pleased that I got to see you again. As for the reason as to why I'm here, I'm from Ragnarok, I'm here to ask you a few questions regarding one of your students…Sasuke Uchiha."
"Will this take long? I've got somewhere I need to be."
"I will try not to take too much of your time…that is if you agree to let me cook you dinner?"
"You sure don't seem like you're here to help out my student, more likely than for your own personal reasons." I was short and to the point. I really didn't need him taking any more of my time. I still need to get home and wrap the gift being delivered to my house in the next 30 minutes.
The questioning seemed to go on forever and I just didn't think this man seemed all that interested in his case. His questions were straight to the point, very detailed and always seemed to have a criteria that would make my answers sufficient enough for him to move on to the next question.
"Has he been showing any signs of abnormal behaviour? Like always wanting to be secluded or angry and lashing out at people. Anything as small as a day he didn't' pitch to school or a sad face during lunch could be very useful."
"Well…to be honest he seems very much normal to me. Normal in a sense that he is just like everyone else. He has this boy whom he's very attached to named Naruto Uzumaki, which seems to be the only time he shows emotion."
"Please define what you mean by that statement."
"Well they're always together. He's kind of possessive. He doesn't really like Naruto talking to other people, especially a student named Gaara who seems to be interested in Naruto, in a way that Sasuke is too, but he doesn't exactly seem to know how to express his feelings. So he gets a bit aggressive toward Gaara and a bit too depressed when Naruto doesn't show up at school."
"Hmm…Well…I think that should be enough."
I just looked at him with this sense of anger because he acted as if he was a robot with no absolute trace of emotion when he asked his questions. It was almost as if he didn't even care. Like he was here for other reasons, and based on what he said earlier, I'm that reason.
"So…about letting me cook for you, would you let me?"
"I'm sorry but I do not see the need in answering any of your personal questions as I do not see the relevance to them with the case. And frankly, I don't think you even care about Sasuke. I only know so much, and if I could do more to help him I would. Here you have that kind of chance and you're wasting it on stupid questions. He's probably just another pay check to you."
His face looked a little hurt and I think he was very shocked as to what I said to him.
"I'm afraid that I have yet again given you the incorrect impression of myself. In all fairness I care so much about this young man. I have been struggling with this case for more than three months now and I really just wish for a solution to come from this. He has a bright future ahead of him, and I want to give him that chance when I win this case."
I felt extremely guilty about everything I said and thought about this man, all because of a stupid incident that I should have forgotten about a while ago. I could sense the genuine pain, stress and care in this mans' voice as he spoke and felt so disgusted by my behaviour that I just didn't know what to say.
How could anyone stay mad at a man like this? He's so kind, empathetic, determined and sexy…God I wish I could just swim in those eyes of his. Those sharp chiselled features. That sexy mouth. OH and that gorgeous waterfall of hair. I bet he would look amazing naked…like something out of a fantasy novel.
I heard something and I wasn't sure what it was until I snapped back and realised that he was still talking to me. It felt like he was waffling a bunch of words I couldn't really understand because he sort of said them with this sad smile on his face and his body movements indicated that he was about to get up and leave…I just had to stop him somehow.
Oh shit…what do I say, what do I say…fuuuck. Wait..Oh yeah!
"Yes. I'd be honoured."
"OK…fine then I really will not bother you and will stay out of your way in future as you request."
"Wait...what? Uhm what are you talking about?!"
"That I leave you alone? I just told you about how I do not wish to be such a hindrance to you in your life and that it's best if I could exercise all means to not ever interact with you ever again. Thank you for your time, I appreciate it."
Shit…say something, say something you idiot.
"Uhm…hey look I'm really sorry for being such a pain, but if you don't mind I'd like to make it up to somehow if I could…uhmm…Ah yes, one of my friends is hosting a birthday party for his son and I would really like it if you could come along and keep me company. And if that isn't enough I would also like to accept your offer for dinner...that is if the offer still stands."
As if a switch went off in his head, his face completely changed to a smile that I could only describe as a supernatural occurrence as every single ounce of my body melted as he looked at me.
"Well…uhm I am unsure of this party of yours but if you could give me the address I wouldn't mind dropping you off and picking you up for dinner later? I still have to compile my information collected today and report it to my boss."
"Sure. I'm OK with that."
I could hardly comprehend what just happened, so I pinched myself just to check that I wasn't dreaming.
Did I really just agree to go out with him? Oh fuck it. Let's just see where this goes, it's not like I'm going to marry the guy. If I'm lucky he might just turn out to be a douche bag then maybe I can move on with my life.
"Are you ready to leave…Oreo was it?"
My face felt like it was on fire due to how hard I was blushing. Nobody ever calls me that except my close friends and people I attended college with. I guess he meant to say "Oro" but forgot and got it wrong.
"Uhm…it's actually Oro and not Oreo."
"I know…I just think Oreo sounds cuter."
He flashed me a smile that made my knees weak and my cock just a bit too excited.
"Oh and by the way…my name is Sephiroth. Just in case you forgot…Oreo."
He winked at me and left the classroom.
OH GOD. I feel like I'm the main character of one of those saucy romance novels. But hey…I'm not complaining.
Hhmmm..I can't wait for dinner.
**AND THERE YOU HAVE IT…AND I SWEAR THAT BY TOMORROW THE NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE UP. AGAIN THANK YOU TO ALL THOSE THAT REVIWED, FAVOURITED AND FOLLOW AND A WARM WELCOME TO ALL THE NEW ONES OH AND MERRY KURISMASU MINNA (/*v*)/.**