This is just a preview of chapter 8, teh first thousand words or so. Mostly because I've been neglecting CoF for a while n(massize writers block past this one scene but meh) Hope this tides you guys over for a nother while. If you dont already, i encourage you to glance at my other 2 current stories. Until I come back with the finished chappy... enjoy!

Chapter 8

-A week later-

Jace awoke slowly as usual, and took no note of the head of purple hair beside him. He yawned as he rubbed sleep from his eyes and stalked out of the bedroom not noticing in the slightest that this was not his apartment. He located the bathroom, which he vaguely acknowledged had seemingly moved on him. His head was in horrible splitting pain, a pain he only remembered once. An event that had sworn him off drinking. Absentmindedly he wondered why it felt like he had a hangover as he stepped into the shower. His inner tenant was silently laughing at his hosts absent mindedness and prayed to be able to record the following moments.

Jace emerged from the shower after a good 15 minute long soak and wrapped a towel around himself. He was slightly more aware but the headache was still affecting his judgment For instance as to why he he had a towel with snakes and shurikens on it when he knew he owned none. No, his moment of awareness of his current location came when he stalked into the kitchen (wondering why it was a different color then he remembered) and searched in vain for a can of ravioli when he knew he had bought some the day before. "Well fucking hell..." He paused and looked around, "Wait a minute... I'm not home am I?"

Anko had woken up, much as Jace had, wondering who the hell was showering in her apartment. Although to her credit, it took her a total of 10 seconds to figure out who and why as she had a much higher tolerance to alcohol then Jace did. She grinned at the more interesting memories of last night. Jace was hilarious when he was drunk, and seemed to have no inhibitions whatsoever, pretty frisky to as she had found out first hand. To the credit of both of their self control undergarments had managed to stay on through the night. Anko had yet to decide if she was relieved or disappointed over that.

She did raise an eyebrow as she watched Jace look for food. She had never noticed the large tattoo on his back. It looked to be a massive chained bird, 'Probably a Phoenix' she mused, sealed in a circle. "Morning." She said as she snuck up behind him and whispered in his ear.

Jace froze, turned around slowly and looked at a grinning Anko, then slapped his face. "Fuck. Well... That explains a few things."

She laughed, "I imagine it does. Your a hilarious drunk you know that?"

"Awww man... What'd I do?" He said with a groan as he wandered into the living room.

She thought for a moment, recalling the events of the previous night. Kakashi had dragged Jace to the bar where most of the jounins met to celebrate the upcoming Chunnin exams which all the rookie teams had been nominated for. That and the sharingan wielder wanted to see what happened to Jace when he got drunk. "Well lesse... Kakashi dragged you to the bar but you weren't drinking anything but those slurpees of yours. So I spiked one of them. I must say, when you walked up to the in house band, and punched the singer in the face telling him he was doing it wrong. I was impressed, to say the least. You have a very nice voice." Jace blushed ever so slightly at that. He loved singing but would only do so in front of others if he was in an inebriated state. "The post song strip tease was my favorite part though."

Jace dropped his head, "Dammit. So... You took me here... I really hope we didn't do anything..."

Anko shrugged, "No we didn't. And yeah I figured if I left you with the Cyclops you would have been raped in your sleep or something."

Jace half grinned at that. "Thanks... Man... Glad we didn't do anything then."

Anko frowned at that. "Why would it be so bad with me?"

"huh? No I mean I kind of want to remember my first time." He froze as he said that last part.

Anko dropped her mouth a bit, "you to?" Both looked away from the other, a blush slightly present on their faces. "So... Whats with the big tattoo on your back?"

Jace raised an eyebrow, "I told you about my inner jackass did I not?"

She paused for a moment before slapping her forehead. "Right! You told me that a few weeks ago. So that's the seal huh? Doesn't look like a seal..." She mused thinking of the one she had once seen on Naruto.

Jace shrugged indifferently and resumed his search for sustenance. "Yeah the guy who made it was something of an artist as well. Though I hear it is the strongest seal you can use on a demon without invoking a God like Naruto's Shiki Fuujin. 8 chains for 8 wings. The fact it looks bad ass is just a bonus."

"Can't disagree with you there." Anko said grabbing a box of cereal from the cupboard. She tried not to gape as he turned around to face her, the two sealing tattoos on his shoulders visible as long as a massive black and green winged dragon that started from over his heart, and coiled along the bottom half of his torso.

Jace followed her gaze and a sad smile formed on his face. "That... Is not a seal or anything like that. I was originally planning on something to cover a few nasty scars but I wasn't sure what I wanted. I settled on this a week after my best friend died. I was the phoenix he was the dragon. Ergo the tattoo." He said answering her unspoken question. The two enjoyed breakfast in a comfortable silence afterwards.