Through the eyes of an animal

Chapter 4: The dinner where you get an explanation

"You do realize you have a shadow?"

"Shut it Iruka. And don't look at him, otherwise he will get encouraged."

"Just saying." The teacher shrugged nonchalantly.

Anko leaned over and threw a not so secret glance at the silver haired man, who leaned deliberately casual against a nearby tree and had his obscenely orange book out, but instead of intently reading, you felt the charcoal eyes raking over your back. "Why again aren't you talking to him?"

You threw a poisonous glare at the purple haired woman. "Iruka, tell Anko kindly I still don't talk to her because of the absolute shit-date she arranged."

The teacher dropped the chopsticks into the ramen he ordered and sighed innerved. "You're acting worse than the children in my class, you're aware of that?"

"Tell her."

"Fine." The brunet gestured annoyed around. "Anko, (Y/N) is telling you she's still pissed for not looking much into the man you selected."

"And I already said I'm sorry, okay?"

While your two friends bickered on your behalf, you tried to concentrate on your own food, but the intense look Kakashi burned nearly a hole into your back. You were close to just turn around, march up to the man and demand him to stop it, but then you had to explain why you avoided him for the last three days like the pest and at that thought, heat crawled up into your face.

Before that happened, you would favor a bath in acid.

Since the morning with a freshly transformed scarecrow in your bed, you managed pretty well to go out of Kakashi's way. Five days of sneaking around your own flat, three days of jumping out of your window on your way to work, three days of ashamed and self-conscious doubts running circles in your head. Hell, you were no longer angry at Kakashi. Mostly you were ashamed of yourself and your hysterical behavior, that you broke a promise (given to a cat, but nevertheless given) and screamed around like an imprudent child at someone who was just as disorientated as you.

You wanted to dig a hole, crawl in it and live in the earth, just to avoid facing Kakashi ever again. Unluckily the jonin caught up to your plan rather fast. Since yesterday he was simply everywhere were you went, either reading, strolling around or just plainly stared at you like he wanted to say: "I'm here no matter where you go. So hurry up and let me explain."

His constant presence wasn't easing the pressure you put on yourself. Instead it got only harder to overcome your shame. Running away from the embarrassing talk was certainly easier than facing the shitload of feelings which would surely empty out over your mind. With a low sigh you stabbed sluggishly your food once more, than pushed the bowl away. You had a mission today, a simple delivery of a scroll to a nearby village and back. For the beginning nothing much, but you wanted to start slow, not jump head over heels into an A-rank mission. You were a lowly chunin after all. "Thanks for the meal," you murmured into the direction of the ramen stall owner and dropped the money on the counter, "I'm off then."

"Hey!" Anko grabbed your sleeve before you were able to get away. "We aren't finished!"

"Oh yes," you hissed and claimed your arm back, "this lunch is finished and thank the gods I'm not trying to strangle you for not checking if my blind date is the same as Gin, a fucking hypocrite who takes every knowledge the T&I unravels as granted and never thinks of the hardships we have to endure!"

She raised her hands. "I didn't know! I'm also part of the T&I, at least partly and Akito never had a problem with me!"

"Does he know you belong to us?"