my mind is blank.
"Morning, loser."
Sasuke glared at you. Well, it wasn't really a glare. It was just his resting face. You sighed. Sasuke had spent the night with you, which was perfectly normal. He would ask "Sleepover?" You would laugh, because, frankly, it wasn't a very "Sasuke" thing to do, but you would nod your head, and then you would spend the night talking and sleeping.
You playfully shoved him over while standing up. "Who's the loser?" You cried out jokingly. No, you weren't worried about waking up Naruto. Though he loved to sleep in, nothing could wake him up. Absolutely nothing. His body would just wake up whenever he wanted to.
A few minutes later, you headed to the kitchen.
"Wacha wanna eat?" You asked Sasuke.
"Whatever, I don't care. Something with tomatoes?" He responded.
Oh, Sasuke. He and his tomatoes. It seemed like that's all he really cared about. "You eat your own tomatoes, Uchiha. I hate tomatoes. Anything ELSE?"
"Whatever, I'll go home then." He rolled his eyes. Are you kidding? He's mad about some tomatoes? He'll be back begging for food soon enough. You observed as he grabbed his sweater and walked out the front door. Just as the door closed behind him, Naruto stepped out.
"Oh, hi, Naruto. You should get to the academy. You'll be late."
He nodded subtly, grabbed a cup of instant ramen, poured in some water, grabbed his satchel, and opened the door.
"I'll eat it along the way," he murmured.
"Suit yourself." Naruto didn't seem to be in the best mood. Maybe he didn't sleep well? You were a bit hurt that everyone was leaving you.
You didn't know what you were going to do. You couldn't train, you were not really hungry, and you didn't want to move around much.
Once you became a Genin, your sensei was actually a spy from the sound village. The entire time you trained under him, he barely taught us, which made you more independent. You didn't know it, but he planned on killing you and your teammates when he had the chance. He took the chance one day while on a mission, and you were the only survivor out of your teammates. The ANBU managed to capture him, a little while after. So, you found yourself without a sensei. Therefore, you never became a chunin, though you were at the level of a Jonin. Maybe, just maybe, if you successfully trained under your new sensei, you could successfully become a kunoichi.
A thought came over you. Maybe...you could go to the library. You didn't have much of a choice. It would be fun. "Fun." Instead of training, you could learn about some techniques that would help you become even more powerful. What you really wanted was a strong close combat technique, for the only close combat techniques you could do, were taijutsu with a kunai or your sword.
You changed into your usual clothing, a (F/C) short top with a black belt around your waist carrying your sword and kunai along with shurikens/other supplies, and black tights with an intricate pattern on the bottom.
You walked over towards the library. Your leg was feeling a bit better, but you couldn't help but limp a bit whilst stepping.
You reached for the door handle, and pain surged through your body. Oh, no. You had forgotten to take your medicine.
"Here, let me get that for you." A familiar voice rang out.
Kakashi stepped out in front of you. You smiled faintly.
"Thanks, but I could have gotten it myself." You were a bit embarrassed. Oh, a kunoichi who couldn't even open the door by herself? Pathetic.
He nodded his head. "It's okay. It's my duty to help."
You stepped in and turned around. He was already gone. You sighed. He really liked to disappear, didn't he?
(Written May 23)

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Kakashi's Disappearing Acts (Kakashi Hatake)
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