A/N: Hello everyone! Here's a saucy little number told from Anko's point of view. A little cat and mouse game if you will. It's a short little 4 chapter one I'm posting for your amusement. I'm editing another big epic one now that I will post soon. But for now, here's something to keep you busy in the meantime. Only a mild warning for some language, but nothing major - yet. Enjoy!


I was so tired. My mission was successful, but damn I needed a stiff drink and a few days of sleep. I hadn't planned on encountering so many enemies on the way back to Konoha, but I made it, and they didn't. Oh well, the night was still young. I was exhausted, but I figured a warm bottle of sake would seriously hit the spot. From the looks of it, I wasn't going to be alone. "Hey, Kakashi, this seat taken?"

"Oh, hey Anko. No. Help yourself."

"Thanks. I'm beat."

"Me too. You back from your mission then?"

"Yeah. Wore me right out. I seriously need a drink. And you."

"The same. The 5th's got me running so much lately, I need a vacation. But I guess that's what they pay us for."


"What're you drinking?"

"I think some warm sake would put my lights out."

"That's what I'm having. Barkeep – two bottles please. I've already had enough and probably shouldn't have any more. In fact we'd both probably be better off heading to bed."

I looked at him sideways. "Huh?"

"Oh, you know – as in get some rest – go to sleep. Maybe I should just shut up now."

"Don't worry about it, I know what you meant. I'm too tired to fight you off if you tried anything anyway." He turned slowly and looked at me with that one lazy eye. I quickly told him, "That's not an invitation." He smiled nodding his head – he knew.

The sake came and I drank almost the entire bottle without stopping. Not only was I thirsty, I was bone weary. The sake started to warm me up from the inside out. I asked Kakashi, "So what was your mission?"

"More escort work. Some guy from the hidden mist village wanted to head back home safely. That's where Kakashi always comes in. It was a boring trip until I tried to come home, then there seemed to be bad ass ninja everywhere."

"I had the same problem. Going out was no problem, coming back was."

"That's not a good sign – we'll have to let the 5th know."


We both sat quietly for a while, paying more attention to our drinks than each other. I enjoyed how the sake was making me feel warm, but it didn't make me feel any less tired.

Kakashi broke the silence, "So what're you thinking right now?"

"Right now? I'm thinking how much I'd love a foot massage. And as far as that goes, a back rub. I can't believe how sore I am. I must be getting old."

"I know what you mean. I think you need another sake."

"I do too." Kakashi passed me another bottle. I poured it down my throat and felt it follow the first one through my body. It felt really good and was helping relax my tired muscles. A thought popped into my head so I asked, "Kakashi I've always been meaning to ask you,"


"You and Gui. What's up with that?"

"It's a rivalry we've had for as long as I can remember. We'll probably always be rivals. We like competing with each other, always trying to get the upper hand. He thinks he's stronger than me. Truth is, I let him win at times." Then he chuckled. "He'd kick my ass right now though." I laughed too and said,

"Kakashi, you're alright."

"Yeah, you too Anko." We toasted and sat there a while more. Then he said, "While we're sitting here getting shit faced, kick your foot up here."

"What? Where? Upside your head?"

"I hope not. Just give me your foot." I looked at him funny and kicked my foot up at him. He caught it deftly in his hand and took off my boot.

"What are you doing?"

"Just shut up. While we're sitting here, I might as well help you out a bit." He pushed his thumbs into the bottom of my foot and I swear my eyes rolled right back into my head.

All I could do was murmur, "Oh dear God Kakashi, that's heaven."

He paused as he said, "Jeez, I can tell by the look on your face. You really did need a foot massage didn't you?"

"Don't stop now, you just started!"

"I know I know. So how many enemies did you see on your way back?"

He continued to knead my foot. I swear I didn't hear a word he said, and I didn't hear myself answer him. All I felt through my whole body were waves of pleasure as he pushed different pressure points in my foot. After he stopped, he released my foot, reached for the other one and continued his acupressure. In the middle of his prodding, I blurted out, "Kakashi are you married?"

"No. You know I'm not. Why?"

"Because if I married you would you do this for me every day?"

He said, "If I married you I'd do a whole lot more than this to you every day." Oh-ho! Cheeky devil. He looked up and smiled naughtily under his mask while he continued his pressing. Finally he let my happily tingling foot down and I slipped my boots back on. The sake had warmed me body and soul and my feet felt wonderful. I said to him,

"Can I return the favor?"

He said, "You're not touching my feet. I'm terribly ticklish, and I haven't bathed. They probably stink."

"Then turn around and take off your vest."

"What did you have in mind?"

"Don't get your hopes up. Just do it."

"Ok." He spun around and took his vest off and draped it over another stool.

"Now put your elbows on the bar and lean forward, let your head dangle down a bit."

"What are you going to," he cut himself off as I reached up and dug my thumbs into his neck and drove them straight up to the base of his skull. "Oh man that's good stuff. You are something special!"

"I know. Now be quiet and try and relax. This will help you sleep tonight." I continued to pinch and apply pressure to the knots in his neck. I moved down to his shoulders and used all my hand strength to squeeze them tightly. I moved to one side and worked his entire shoulder blade, then went to the other. He seemed to melt into what seemed like a puddle of partially melted butter because he ended up slumped forward with his face down on the bar. I stopped and asked, "You ok in there?"

He turned his head to face me not picking it up off the bar. He mumbled, "Yes? I think so. Do you happen to be married Anko?"

"You know the answer to that question Kakashi. No."

"Yeah. But if I married you, would you do this to me every day?"

My turn. "If I married you I'd do this to you as well as things you can't even dream of." He picked his head up off the bar and slowly turned to face me. I took my place back on my stool and ordered yet another bottle of sake. I was getting close to my limit and was truly tired, but not quite ready to call it a night yet.

This was getting very interesting.


A/N: Just how interesting will it get?

Next up: Kakashi tries to come up with a plan to keep Anko from falling down. See you soon!