Kakashi didn 't know how he got back home after that ' that... that disastrous failure of a conversation. He slumped on the floor in front of his sofa and rested his back while his mind continued to race. Oh, Kami. WHY?

Maybe a hundredth time he asked himself. WHY? WHY Ryoko? Why her? Kakashi was completely content being alone with a distance he carefully managed to maintain from other people. Somehow, without his knowledge, that woman got close to him ' Got under his skin and into his heart.

But how? When? WHYYY? Kakashi couldn 't even deny this feeling, because the moment he imagined Ryoko, all he could think about was ' holding her ' kissing her ' or just simply being next to her.

'Stupid stupid ' this is all bullshit! I cannot like Ryoko! ' he muttered, settling his mind on the only possible explanation. 'That 's right. Any feelings I think I have for her are simply a byproduct of my empty life. Yeah ' this is just a crush ' nothing more ' '