Disclaimer: Hmmm...ok! I Know! If you're a girl, (Or a guy, whatever) Do you remember playing with your Barbie dolls? Well, I do. I had a LOT of different kinds, and I used to make up personalities for them all, and then act out a story. I even went through a phase where I stole my mama's food coloring from the kitchen cabinets and dye the blondes' hair with it, because it was too... blonde. And they all looked the same. It was fun, as I remember. (I'm in a weird mood...) Well, the Naruto characters are kinda like those barbies...
I didn't make them, I just play with them.
The jounin shivered as she stepped into the familiar building, seeing her so-called friends sitting at a table near the back. She ignored the questioning looks as she took a seat. Pulling her rain soaked hair from her ponytail, she shook her hair loose, spraying Ibiki, who sat next to her, with drops of rain.
"Hey, what're you doin'?" Ibiki asked, shielding himself.
Anko's eye twitched. "Oh, the sadist is afraid of a little water?" She asked sarcastically. "Somehow, I thought your weakness would be something more...?"
"What were you doing in the rain anyway?" He growled, downing a glass of sake.
"Training." She'd been sitting in the jounin lounge earlier that day, but left to wear off some extra energy. It was built up inside her veins, making her feel as if she was going to explode. Unfortunately, two hours into it, it had begun to rain, but she was so caught up in her training that she didn't even notice. Now, three hours after that, she was still brimming with energy. She had to use it, or she'd explode from the pressure. She'd came here in hopes that alcohol would dull it.
"Figures."
Anko rolled her eyes and downed the glass of sake he had poured for her. "When did you get home?" She asked, wishing she'd known earlier.
"About two hours ago. You weren't home."
"Hmmm." Downing her second cup, Anko smirked quirkily. "Have any fun?"
"By fun, I assume you mean interrogation?"
"No, I meant woman-wise." She snorted. "Of course interrogation."
"Well, the answer to both is no."
"Hm..." She downed her fourth glass. She still felt like she needed to run a hundred laps around Konoha before she could relax.
Ibiki slammed his last empty cup on the table, knowing his own limits. "I'm going to turn in... See ya."
"See ya." the table's occupants said in unison.
And then Kurenai began talking to Anko about how talented Hyuuga Hinata, one of her students was.
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Soon after she left for home. She had an extra bounce to her step, for the first time in almost a whole three months, she had something to look forward to.
Opening the door, she was greeted by two hands pinning her own to the wall, while the figure kicked the door shut with his foot.
"You shouldn't startle a girl like that." Anko whispered, smirking through a glare.
"I'll have to remember that..." He growled as she pulled her hands loose and began running them over the numerous scars imbedded in his cheeks, the penance that came along with the life of a sadist...
Anko pulled his face down to her own.
"You were gone too long..." She said between kisses.
This is only my second attempt at a drabble. I've been wanting to write an AnkoIbiki For a while now... I just couldn't think of a story line...
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