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Hanako POV like always

I wake up and immediately notice Kakashi isn't in bed.

"Kakashi...." I whine. I decide to open my eyes.

Where is he?

I swing my legs over the bed and walk out into the living room.

No.

Kitchen?

No.

Dogs room?

No.

Bathroom?

No.

I walk back to our room and notice a note on his side of the bed.

"Stupid," I tell myself.

I read the note:

Hanako,

I have been summoned for a short mission.

I should be back tonight or early tomorrow morning.

Kakashi

I sigh, I hope he doesn't get himself hurt again.

I get ready and decide to get some dango for breakfast.

I see Anko there, well I might as well be nice.

I walk over to her, "hi."

She stares at me for a while, "uh, hello."

"You're Anko right?" I ask.

She looks at me skeptically, "yeah...you heard of me?"

I frown, "uh yeah, I'm sorry to bother you."

I walk away and sit at a table alone.

Kurenai sits across from me, "hey."

I smile, "hey, why aren't you with Asuma."

She blushes, "I'm not always with him! And where's Kakashi?"

"He's on a mission," I reply.

"Asuma was assigned a mission this morning, Lady Tsunade said it was a dangerous mission," she says.

"Hm, well Kakashi was as vague as ever, I didn't even see him this morning," I say.

A waitress comes over and we order some dango.

"Kakashi has always been like that, especially after his father....," she says.

I shrug, "well I haven't known him too long."

She smiles, "well you two seem pretty close."

I smirk, "so do you and Asuma."

"It's not like that..." she mutters.

"You two are always together," I point out.

"We're just, good friends," she points out.

I continue to smirk, "sure.."

I stand up and slap some money on the table, "well, I have stuff to do, it was nice seeing you again."

She stands and smiles, "goodbye."

I wave and walk out of the dango shop.

Hmmm, what should I do?

I walk around town and read the various posters

"What? An Annual festival?" I read outloud.

"Kakashi didn't tell me about this, it might be fun," I mumble to myself.

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