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honeybeedrabble · 7 months

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Dangerous Desires (vii)- Mask Off

AN: I know this took a LOOOONG time to get out but it’s all worth the wait, trust. Now we’ve got the plot really coming in and i am SO! EXCITED! anyways, enjoy!!

Word Count: 6.7 K

18+ MDNI!!!!!

Content/Warnings: SPOILERS AHEAD !!!! MAJOR KAKASHI LORE DROPPED !!! AFAB!reader x Kakashi, hurt/comfort, fluff, dark fluff, drinking, stalking, attempted/implied attempted SA, violence, mentions of blood, dark!kakashi, yandere!kakashi, piv sex, unprotected sex (don’t be stupid) unprotected cream pie (DONT BE STUPID!!), mirror sex, breast play, marking, biting, major angst up ahead, VERY MINIMAL EDITING (i'm really excited to get this out lol) lmk what i missed!!

You would think that Kakashi telling you he loved you would make things easier, but it didn't. If anything, it made things worse. Before, you could say that he's just a horny shinobi, looking for a quick fuck at anytime available between missions, with you being the easiest piece of meat around. But now? Now you're forced to acknowledge that there's more bubbling beneath the surface. You’re more than just a soft body for him to wrap his arms around and use for his own pleasure- you’re someone who he loves. Very deeply in fact.

You lay on your side, nestled deeply nest to his chest, his arm draped over your shoulder. You looked up at him.

“Kakashi… I…”

“Don’t. Don’t say you don’t feel the same. But if you do… don’t tell me either way.” He spoke almost nervously. “I don’t want you to say it back if you feel pressured by it. But even if you do, I don’t want you to say it because I’m afraid... I’m afraid of what I’ll do.” He said, staring up at the ceiling.

“Oh.” You sighed deeply, staring up at the ceiling with him. “You said that you’ve imagined yourself saying things to me, things I have no idea about. If we’re being transparent… what is it you want to tell me?” You asked, resting a hand on his chest.

He was silent for a moment, pondering what to mention or what not to.

“I… I’ve seen some stuff.”

“Haven’t we all,” you smirked. He let out an amused exhale, running his thumb up and down your arm.

“Yes, but I’m still dealing with it all… I want to tell you but I don’t know how you’ll react.” His voice shook a little. You sat up to look at him, his arm falling from yours and dropping to the mattress softly. His eyes seemed watery and you quickly wiped away a tear before it could fall.

“I’m here… no matter what you tell me I won’t leave.” You cooed. His eyes shot up towards yours, shining with hope. “I won’t leave… I promise.” You say with a soft smile. He sits up, holding your hand to his face, then moving it down to his chest. You could feel how fast his heart was beating through his chest, worried whatever it was would be too much for you. Worried whatever it was was too much for him.

“When I was younger, I grew up with my father, who was also a shinobi. We have a very dangerous job, you and I. Saving people. My father had to save people himself, making their lives a priority as opposed to the mission he was sent out on. In doing so he returned home a hero, but also scum. The other shinobi couldn’t believe that he had abandoned his mission and chastised him, turning him into an empty husk of a man. I lost my father, he wasn’t there anymore.” He said softly. You ran your hand up to his neck, caressing him, hoping to soothe his pain.

“When I arrived home from school one afternoon I saw him laying on the ground. Dead. He had killed himself.” Kakashi looked away from you, tears beginning to fall.

“Kakashi…” You managed.

“No note or anything! No goodbye. Just gone. God, I hated him for that. How could he leave his own son!” he bawled, crying heavy tears.

You reached your hand around to the back of his head and held him close to your chest. You could feel his warm tears hit your breasts one after the other. He breathed heavily, occasionally drawing in a shaky breath just to let it go in a half-scream against your chest.

You pet his hair, raking your hands up and down his fluffy mass. You placed a kiss against the crown of his head and wrapped your other arm around his torso, holding him closer to you. When he finally stopped hyperventilating, he rest his head against your chest, holding your arm wrapped around him for comfort.

“I learned later that it doesn’t matter what the mission is, as long as you can save your friends you can never fail a mission. But when I realized this I did the unexpected. I had killed my very own friend. She just- I didn’t- oh god,” he broke down again.

His arms wrapped around your back, hands grabbing up to your shoulders and pulling himself deeper into you. He told you about Rin between breaths, about her unfortunate demise and how he had been the hand to deal her death. All you could do was listen and hold him. He rocked gently with you in his arms and his head against your chest. Thrashing when he spoke of Obito and the scar on his eye that came along with the boys sacrifice.

He told you about Minato, how he raised Kakashi when his father couldn’t. How great of a leader he was and how much he misses him. He couldn’t protect Rin, Obito, or Minato, he spoke of how much of a failure he felt like.

No matter how hard he shook, how loud his cries were, or how intense his hold on you was, you didn’t let go. You didn’t even say anything, you just let him get it out. And while watching the man you saw as big and strong crumble completely in your arms brought a few tears to your eyes, you didn’t leave him once.

A few minutes later, after his eyes ran dry and his head hurt from all the tears lost, he finally spoke.

“The funny thing is… that whenever I’m with you… that stuff doesn’t bother me.” It came out as almost a whisper.

“What do you mean?” You asked, hand stilling in his hair.

“I mean… that it’s never in my head. When I’m with you it’s like all that shit that happened before I met you didn’t happen at all. As if… it happened to someone else. Maybe it’s true.” He sat upright, arms holding you less desperately.

“I’ve changed so much since I’ve known you. I feel like a completely different person. Before I used to prefer being alone, now I can’t stand it. I cant stand it because every time I’m alone I’d rather be spending that time with you. On missions, in the shower… in my bed.” He added sheepishly. You smiled a little bit, blushing at his words.

“I feel like when you're not around my soul is screaming for you. And it’s so loud, sweet girl it doesn’t let me think of anything other than you. I love you… I love you, I love you, I love you. I love you so much I feel like I’ve loved you always, not just in this life but previous ones I can’t even remember. And in future lives where I’m sure we'll meet again.” Another tear fell out of his eye, this one you weren’t worried about.

“But then all the memories flood me like a collapsing dam. It’s all in a second. I’m scared you’ll get hurt and I can’t protect you because I’m not there. Or worse, I’m afraid I’ll hurt you. I’m afraid that no matter how hard I try to keep you safe, I’m scared that that demented twist of fate will take you from me anyways. I couldn’t live another second if you were stolen from my life.” Kakashi cried again, you wiped his tears before his mask could be wetted by them.

“I can take care of myself, Kakashi. I’m a shinobi after all. I know you haven’t seen me fight but I know how to defend myself and others. I wont die.” You tried to reason. It was to no avail.

“My love… I don’t believe you. I cant. Not after what I’ve seen… I cant lose you. To lose you would be losing myself.” He held you closer to him, his warm skin against yours as he lay you both back down on the bed.

“I love you. Don’t leave me. You promised.” He spoke softly in your ear.

“I did.”

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The talk with Kakashi was too heavy on your mind. The next day it was all you could think about He had lost so much, you never thought about how life was for him before you two had met. You knew you’d be up all night thinking about it so you went out for a few drinks to put you to sleep.

When you arrived at the bar you scouted out the scene, a few couples, a group of friends or two, and of course some people on their own. You sat down at the bar and ordered a glass of bourbon. Sipping it occasionally between thoughts.

You felt a tap on your shoulder as a few ryō were placed on the counter next to you.

“I’ll have whatever she’s having. In fact, why don’t you get her another one?” A man with dark hair spoke from behind you. He smirked then sat down next to you, telling you his name. You quickly forgot it because of how intensely disinterested you were.

You polished off your drink as he spoke, quickly finishing the one he ordered. You thanked him for the drink, then told him you had to leave.

“Why? I barely talked to you,”

“I’m sorry sir I just… I didn’t plan on staying long and if I’m being honest I can really only handle one of these at a time. They filled my glass pretty high and I need to get home.” You explained. He glared at you.

“I buy you a drink and you take it and leave? Real classy.”

“I’m sorry, okay? I don’t feel so good so I’d appreciate it if you just let me leave.”

“Fuck you.” He spat. You narrowed your eyes at him.

“Have a nice night.” You turned around.

“Bitch…” he muttered under his breath as you left the bar.

You were lost in thought, almost drunkenly walking the streets back home, thinking about Kakashi. Your heart ached, wishing you could be with him without the terrified feeling of losing your job. You were sure people wouldn’t take you seriously if you were public about your relationship. They’d figure you slept your way to the top, not even taking your occupation seriously and all together stop visiting you.

You opened your apartment door and tossed your belongings on the nearby couch, turning on the light. You felt a heavy weight thrown against you, similarly to when Naruto had bumped into you. When you turned around is when you saw him. The man from the bar, slightly smelling of alcohol. You felt the color drain from your face.

“What the fuck is wrong with you!?” you yelled. He slammed the door behind him, walking up to you. You couldn’t believe how you let your guard down so easily.

“Listen… I payed good money for you. 350 ryō for a drink so I can get into your pussy isn’t a lot to ask for, but you just couldn’t deliver. You could’ve had it the easy way but you just had to be a prude.” He slurred as he approached you. You were frozen in confusion, yet sure what was to come. You were able to back away when he lunged and tried to grab at your hips.

“Let me make myself at home.” The guy smirked.

The door burst open and he snapped around. Kakashi stood in the doorway, his eyes piercing daggers into the man.

“Shit… you’ve got a boyfriend.” He whined. “Sorry, she didn’t tell me. She just invited me over.” He spoke. Kakashi grabbed him by the collar and thew him to the ground as he hit the ground head first.

“FUCK!” He yelled, clutching the back of his head.

“Sweet girl,” He grabbed you by your shoulders. You looked from the bar guy to him. “You need to promise me you’ll remember this. You’ll remember me as I am right here, right now in this very moment. Remember how I am with you. How I would never hurt you.” He spoke urgently. You were even more confused.

“Y-yeah…” you shook your head. He pressed a masked kiss to your forehead then turned around and grabbed the man by the shirt, dragging him just past your door way.

Kakashi knelt on the man’s knees, then struck him with a punch to the center of his face, the man yelling in agony. Kakashi put another blow to his face, then when his right hand got tired he alternated with his left. Striking the man over and over again, blood staining Kakashis knuckles. You hear the man spit blood on the ground.

“I’m sorry, I- I didn’t know.” He begged.

Kakashi stood up, then kicked the pained man in his rib. He let out a cry, grunting and taking it all. Kakashi lifted him up and held him against the outside wall, punching him in his gut, the man coughing up blood. Kakashi smiled under his mask, watching the man who tried to take you writhe in agony.

“I should fucking kill you. I saw you follow her home, I know she didn’t bring you.” Kakashi almost laughed.

“Please man, I’m so sorry. I just- fuck. Please stop.” He man blubbered, his chin falling to his chest.

“You’re a stupid son of a bitch. You’re just a piece of shit who can’t get any pussy and the only way you can get it is by trying to hurt my girl. I think the village would be a lot better without you in it,” Kakashi punched him again, letting go of his collar and watching him slump to the ground. He thrusted his knee into the man’s face, the mans head being thrown back against the wall hard. He cried. Kakashi crouched down to the guys level.

“If you want to live you’ll get the fuck out of here. Not just this building but the village itself. Go far, because I’ll fucking look for you. And if I find you I’ll kill you out there where nobody can find your body.” Kakashi was a mad man, staring into the bloody man’s eyes with a violent craving for his pain. The man lay on the floor with a groan between his wails.

You stood there, the experience completely sobering. Kakashis fists we’re covered in blood, his face had a few droplets on it as he stood in your door way, his head turning to look at you. You looked back, throbbing with arousal.

As a medical shinobi, you couldn’t believe what he just did. But as a woman, you couldn’t believe he wasn’t inside of you already. The way he brutally attacked the man who had bothered you, who had followed you home and had tried to assault you, who had tried to take you from him… it made your heart beat unreasonably fast.

Kakashi lowered his head and slammed the door behind him, walking up to you with a dark aura surrounding him. You felt the hair on the back of your neck raise as he snaked his hand around your waist to pull you deep into his large frame. His grip was tight, eliciting a small whimper out of you as you felt his iron strong arms lock you against him, forcing you into submission, leaving you with no room for movement.

“Did I scare you, sweet girl?”

Your breath hitched, the seductive tone of his voice sending the shiver down your back, he could feel it. What he couldn't feel was the pang of desire, shooting at your needy cunt. You shook your head and he laughed low in your ear.

“Really?” He smirked, hand trailing down your back and resting just above the curve of your ass. “So if I went out there and finished the job, you wouldn’t scream?”

“…No….” You rasped, having a hard time catching your breath while you trembled in his arms, core tightening and loins burning with an insatiable desire for his touch. The wet slick soaking your panties wasn't helping. You felt as if you had lost all sense of composure, pawing at his chest as you lost your inhibitions in his embrace.

“Really? Cause if you say the word, I’ll make sure that the only tomorrow he sees is when he's six feet underground.” You felt his member hardening behind his pants. You threw yourself against him further, searching for what you desperately craved.

“You don’t need to do that… he didn’t even touch me…” You said softly, looking towards the door. With his free hand, Kakashi held your chin between his index and thumb, moving your head back up to him so he could look you in the eyes.

“Well then I guess we’re both very lucky men, huh? He’s lucky, because he didn’t touch you. And I’m lucky, because I get to fuck you.”

He kissed you deeply, his lips warm under his mask. You grabbed both of his cheeks as you desperately needed for contact. As you kissed him you felt a shameful lust burning its way through your body, ignited by the violence in Kakashis crime of passion. And it was all for you.

You raked your hands through his hair, eyes snapped shut tightly. He broke the kiss but your eyes remained closed, lips parted knowingly. You felt his soft, warm lips meet yours again, uncovered by the confines of his mask. You smiled into the kiss, feeling his lips against yours without the feeling of the bandana against your eyes. While you did like to wear it, feeling Kakashi’s kisses without the restriction was invigorating.

You opened your lips immediately, your tongue diving to into his mouth for a change of pace. He laughed slightly, backing you up against your wall and spreading your legs with his knee. Your breath hitched as he pressed his knee under your mound, his hands tight on your hips, pushing you down onto his leg.

“Go ahead and ride again, sweet girl… Show me what you can do. This time I won’t let you get tired.” He licked your bottom lip, tasting your berry flavored balm and sighing before he crashed his lips against yours again.

You swayed your hips back and forth, moaning into his mouth pathetically. The feeling of his pant clad knee getting hotter from the friction of your cunt was amazing. Your juices soaked through your panties, coating the very inside of your pants as you kept rocking against his leg.

You could taste the flavor of orange on Kakashis tongue, the combination of his spit and your lip balm creating a beautiful taste the both of you shared as your kisses got more and more heated. He tore away from your lips with a growl, tackling your neck with a feral hunger.

“I always love to make your neck look like a war zone… it’s so beautiful when I’m done with you.” He sunk his teeth into your neck, lightly biting into your soft skin.

“Thank you Kakashi!” You whined, feeling the start of a marvelous climax rising from the depths of your core. “M-More! Please- More! Hurt me more!” You cried, clutching his white, shaggy hair tighter.

He pushed you against the wall rougher, moaning your name as he bit at your sexy collar bones. His cock became increasingly harder as you dragged your clothed cunt against his leg. He lifted your shirt up and bundled up the hem of it, brushing it against your lips. You opened your mouth and he stuck the cloth in, you bit down on the material and he unclasped your strapless bra. It fell to the floor and he dove into your tits.

His soft, wet tongue circled your sensitive nipple, he horribly suppressed a moan as it hardened in his mouth.

“Perfects tits… all for me…” he huffed, kissing your cleavage as he played with your breasts. You whined, the soft shirt drowning out most of the noise. Your eyes were still cemented shut, knowing fully well not to open them, unless he were to beckon you to stare at his face. You wanted to know his face desperately, but you were focused on being good for him, letting him suck your tits like the good girl he needed you to be.

You felt the plush of your thighs shudder under his muscular leg, your orgasm on its precipice. Your brain replayed the moment he attacked the drunk man, blood spattering his knuckles as he broke more and more of him for the sake of you. You shook violently, cunt pulsing on his thigh as you came.

"Good girl..." He praised, digging his fingers deeper into your hips as you rode him. You barely heard it while you were so lost in thought. Thinking about how Kakashi would do anything for you, and how the only place you felt the safest now was in his arms.

"I love you," You moaned, juices running down your legs from inside your pants. Kakashi's breath hitched, fingers going limp against your hips as you continued to chaise your high until you slumped against the wall for support, breathing heavily post-orgasm.

"What did you say?" He asked, you kept breathing heavily until you remembered your vocalized amorous affirmations. You felt like you were caught, not sure if you should repeat what was so impulsively thrown out of you. But you couldn't help but smile to yourself, feeling the void inside of you dying, ready to accept the love only he could fill.

"I love you." You confessed, feeling a giant weight being taken off your chest. One of Kakashi's hands cupped your cheek, as he desperately devoured your lips. He broke the kiss to rub his thumb along your under eye. He said your name, catching your attention.

"My sweet girl... open your eyes... please." He whispered. You felt your heart race, unsure if you heard him right. "Please... look me in the eye when you say it."

With that, you slowly opened your eyes, looking at him in the face. He was so beautiful. You stared at his face, unable to look away from how stunning he was. It wasn't just because you were so aware of how much you loved him, it also wasn't just because you were so aware of how much he loved you that made him so mesmerizing. You felt your eyes tear up, knowing how big of a deal this was for the both of you.

"I love you." And then you saw the smile. You could see how his lips turned up as he grinned, a beauty mark under those lips and his teeth slightly on display while his eyes creased gently. You lightly gasped with shock, finally able to see him happy in front of you.

"I love you more." He said, enveloping you with his gaze. You felt your heart beat, watching him speak for the first time with so much intensity, and it was to tell you: he loves you more.

You hungrily kissed him, desperate for more. More of him. You tugged at his shirt until he could break your kiss and slip it off from over his neck. You watched him do so. He threw the shirt to the floor then looked back to you to see you were already looking. He smiled.

"Do you like what you see?" He smirked.

"You look beautiful… You are beautiful." He was taken aback, you watched as his face flushed pink, your own reacting in accordance. "All I want is to look at you." You shamelessly admitted. He laughed.

"Sweet girl, now you know how I feel about you." He moved in closer, kissing you quickly, you closed your eyes, even though you wish you could keep them open to look at him.

Your nipples hardened against his warm chest, arching your back into him. He groaned, slipping his tongue into your mouth, which you took with greed. Your fingers tangled in his hair, taking all he could give you. His hands moved to your pants, unbuttoning and unzipping them with haste as he was surprised by your sudden gluttony.

"I need you so bad..." You managed to get out between heated tongue battles. He growled in your mouth as you pulled your pants to your ankles and stepped out of them. He animalistically grabbed the backs of your thighs and threw you to his hips, where you wrapped your legs around him with haste.

He moved you through the hallway with ease, taking you to your bedroom, and while you were taken aback that he already knew where it was, you didn’t say anything. He dropped you on your bed, it squeaked as you landed ass first and a few pillows fell off in the process. You slipped your underwear off, watching him as he watched you. The hunger on his face easier to spot now that his face was bare to you.

He licked his bottom lip, moistening it with the slight drool he had in his mouth. He wanted nothing more than to make you his, stuff you full with his cock while you told him over and over again how much you loved him. And that was exactly what he was going to do.

He got on the foot of your bed, tearing the rest of your shirt off with one motion and abandoning it on the floor with the lonely pair of underwear you just discarded. He admired your glistening pussy, post orgasm and already eager for more, he wanted to devour you. He wanted you to be all his senses, your juices coating his tongue, your hands in his hair, his nose filled with your scent, his ear hearing your moans and his eyes tearing you apart as you came undone on his face. But he had other things in mind for you.

He grabbed both your arms and lifted them over your head, your hands crisscrossed at your wrists as he held them down with his left hand. His right was busy working on his zipper then he finally pulled them off along with his boxers and left them by your clothes.

His right hand lifted your ankle up, plopping in on his shoulder and snaking his hand to your knee, where he kept it still. You watched as his face blew even further with lust when you tilted your hips for easier access. He rubbed the head of his cock on your clit and you twitched at the sensation.

“You don’t know what you do to me… you make me insane.” His hand wrapped around his throbbing shaft, pumping himself up and down as his tip weeped creamy precum and dribbled onto your folds.

“And you make me weak,” You writhed under his detainment unable to break free, his eyes fixed heavy on you.

“If this is weak then you won’t recognize yourself when I’m done with you. I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t even be able to think.” His deep voice vibrated in your ears as he pushed the smooth head of his cock down your wet hole with a pained look painted on his face.

You clenched around him as you watched his expression morph across his face, his teeth clenched tight before his jaw hung slack and a loud moan escaped his lips. His hand moved up to your ankle, holding it steady to his chest while his hips drove his thick dick in and out of your warm walls. Your head spun as you kept your eyes on him, feeling your body burn hot while he bottomed out inside of you with a growl.

“You’re taking me so good… I can see it in your stomach.” Kakashi motioned towards the cockbulge in your abdomen. You couldn’t look though. How could you look at anything other than his beautiful face and how his teeth sunk into his lower lip each time he bottomed out.

His thrusts became faster and harder, a sweat bead rolling down his face as his hips snapped against yours. You let out breathy moans, unable to contain your noises of bliss as he fucked you hard and raw in your own bed. He leaned down to suck a bouncing tit into his mouth, tongue rolling along your nipple and teeth softly biting into the surrounding skin. You arched your back, desperately wanting him to mark you even more.

“Mine, mine, mine…” he whispered into your tender flesh, fucking you mad as you whimpered loud.

He was naked. Finally naked… with you. He fucking you so deep you felt like you two were one, and your tight pussy held onto him as he slid in and out of you, loud, wet noises coming from where your bodies met and you practically screamed his name before you crash your lips against his and shook in his grasp.

“Mph- love-“ you got out between kisses. He stopped his kisses as he looked down at you. Your face was completely fucked out, hair sticking to your sweaty forehead and eyes rolled back slightly in ecstasy. He let go of your hands and let your ankle slide off his shoulder, it shook as it landed on the bed.

He grabbed your waist, pulling you up to meet him and kissed you hard before shoving you into a doggy style position, facing the corner of the room where a vertical mirror sat, you two completely reflected in it. He came up behind you, rubbing his wet cock against your clit, mixing your juices and his together on the tip of his dick before pushing it into you once again. You moaned loud, his hand tangled in your hair as the other rested on your hip. He held your head up and towards the mirror as his head dipped to yours.

“Such a little slut, look at yourself. A total mess and all you did was fuck yourself on my leg and lie down for some dick.” He licked your neck, a breathless moan escaped your lips as you pressed your ass into his hips, dick inching deeper inside you.

He kept a firm grip on your hair as he fucked you infront of the mirror, he watched you intently while you completely lost yourself to the feeling of his hard cock filling your tight warmness to the hilt. His thrusts became harsh and desperate, your tits bouncing with each slap against your ass. His groin was completely soaked by your slick, sticky slapping noises filling the room each time your bodies connected.

You felt your orgasm approaching, pushing your ass back with fervor with each snap of his hips. His cock twitched inside of you and when you finally looked back into his eyes, he was already looking at you in the mirror. His brows were furrowed and his eyes were burning deep into you, his mouth agape as moans escaped through one by one. You felt yourself fall over the precipice and shook violently in his touch. You could tear your eyes from him as you came hard, staring at his reflection infront of you as you screamed.

“FUCK- K-Kakashi! I love you! I- OH! I LOVE YOU!” You cried. And it was just then when his hips stuttered before slamming into you passionately as his mouth fell open completely and a string of cursed fell from his mouth while his cock shot thick, hot, white ropes deep into your needy pussy.

“Oh- oh- oh, sweet girl. I love you so much- fuck! I love you, I love you…” he trailed off between moans, groaning out your name as he filled you up so much, his cum dribbled out from the sides.

You took him so well and he fit so right inside of you, Kakashi was positive you two were meant to be, so obsessed with the fact he was made for you he couldn’t think of anything else as he watched his cum drip out of you and onto your sheets. He knew it. He was right.

You crashed down to the bed, a shaken mess. God, you looked pathetic and Kakashi was just eating it up as he scooped you in his arms. He grabbed a box of tissues on your nightstand and wiped you clean, kissing your sweating forehead with his soft lips and covering your naked bodies with your blankets.

You two lay there for a while, Kakashi whispering sweet nothing into your hair. You couldn’t understand him, you were too fucked out to think just like he told you you’d be.

It was a few minutes and you finally stopped shaking, head craning up to kiss deep kisses into his neck. He smiled, his head coming down to meet your lips and kiss you. When you two broke the kiss, he looked deep into your eyes, a melancholic look on his face. You were confused, but continued to admire his beauty before he looked away and pressed your head into his chest.

“Is everything okay?” you asked, unsure of his sudden mood shift.

“Yeah… well… no.” Kakashis voice was nervous. “…There’s a war coming soon.” Your head shot up.

“What? How do you know?”

“It’s just a feeling I’ve been having for a while. With all the talk of akatsuki attacking the hidden sand a while ago… and the hidden mist village attack the other day… I know we’re in for something big.” Kakashi sounded positive, but you didn’t want to believe it.

“How can you be so sure?”

“I just am. I was talking with Lady Tsunade after filing my report and she has the same suspicions as I. Things have been too peaceful for too long. Somethings up.” Kakashi spoke. He held you tighter, not knowing he was doing so.

“Well then… No matter what I’ll protect you out there with my life.” You said softly, trying to suppress your fears of the hypothetical war. Kakashis grip on you tightened.

“Don’t you see that’s the problem?!” He asked defensively, his voice raised.

“I-I’m sorry?” You asked, especially confused now.

“There’s no way you’re fighting in the war, it’s too dangerous! I forbid you from going out there, I’m not losing you.” He said with a booming voice, holding you impossibly tighter. You struggled to breathe before getting out of his death grip, and sitting up in your bed, clutching the blankets to your chest.

“I don’t think you understand Kakashi, you can’t keep me from doing my job.” You announced defensively. He shot up next to you, turning to look you in the eyes, his face angry.

“No, I don’t think you understand. You fighting out there is the most nonsensical thing I’ve ever heard. I wont always be there to protect you the whole time and even if I am, I doubt I could. I cant protect anyone!” He spat. You furrowed your brows. If anyone could protect you, it would be Kakashi, that you knew.

“Kakashi you’re being unreasonable. If people get hurt out there they’re going to need me.”

“Not any more than I do!” He bit back, tears forming in his eyes. Your demeanor quickly softened.

You stretched an arm out to his back and ran your hand up and down his skin soothingly.

“If you go out there and get hurt, I don’t know what I’d do. I cant lose you… you’re what completes me. Without you I have nothing. Without you I am nothing.” You watched as tears ran his cheeks and you felt your own tears fall, watching the man you love crumble in front of you.

You watched Kakashi smile for the first time, you watched him cum for the first time, you watching him get mad and now cry for the first time all in one sitting. You longed to see him happy again, but you knew you had to stand your ground.

“Kakashi… you just have to trust me when I say I can defend myself. I’ve said it all before but you never listen to me!” you defended yourself, still trying to soothe him with your hand on his back.

“No. I know that if you go out there you’ll die. everyone I’ve loved has died and I refuse to let you become one of them!” He became agitated again. He said your name.

“My sweet girl, there’s only one thing I ask of you.” His voice and face were dead serious, grabbing your other hand tightly in his. “Quit your job.”

You felt your heart sink. How could he expect you to do something like that?! Your job was the only reason you two met- hell- your job was the only reason you were here!

“Kakashi… no.” His face changed instantly, brows furrowing and eyes becoming dark once again.

“What do you mean ‘no’?”

“I mean no. Absolutely no. Helping and healing people is what I’m passionate about, I’m a medical shinobi and a good one at that! Kakashi I know this is hard for you, I’m sorry for who you’ve lost but I’m not going to become one of them! You need to believe me.” You pleaded. Kakashis hand loosened it’s grip, and he tore his face away from you and onto his blanket covered lap.

“Sweet girl… If you love me, like you say you do, you’ll do it for me.” He said low.

“What are you even saying?”

“I’m saying you can’t have both!” He snapped, looking back at you. “It’s either me or your job!”

You felt helpless. You sat there for a minute, mind racing a million miles an hour.

“CHOOSE DAMMIT CHOOSE! CHOOSE ME! CHOOSE ME FOR ONCE! WANT ME FOR ONCE!” He yelled, tears falling heavier. You cupped his face and quickly moved in to kiss him. He tried kissing back but couldn’t manage.

You kissed him softly, stroking his cheek and wiping away the rogue tears. You broke the kiss, pressing your forehead against his. He held your face too, hands on your neck with his thumbs on your own cheeks.

“I choose my job, Kakashi.”

His hands fell from your face as he tore his out from your own. He cupped his face and bawled into his palms, crying so hard his body shuddered. You wrapped an arm around him before he tore himself away from you and quickly got out of bed.

He grabbed his boxers and pants, putting them on in a hurry.

“Kakashi, what are you doing!?”

“I’m getting out of here.” He muttered, his voice quivering.

“What the hell is the matter with you, why!?”

“Because I refuse to be with someone who has a death wish! I refuse to love someone who’s going to leave me just like all the others did. I could handle not being public about our relationship, I wouldn’t have minded as long as we were both committed. But this? No. No way.” He zipped up his pants and walked out the door. You clutched the blanket to you as you followed him out.

“So what now? You’re just going to be mad at me for loving my job, is that it?” You asked, watching him pick up his shirt and put it back on.

“Mad isn’t the half of it.” He didn’t look at you and he slipped the shirt on, the mask bunched around his neck.

“Well then what is it Kakashi, what do you want?”

“I want out.” Your heart stopped beating.

“…What?”

“It’s over. We’re over.” Once again you didn’t have any words.

“Y-You can’t be serious. Kakashi I know you’re scared but so am I. Please, let’s just talk about thi-“

“There’s nothing to talk about. You made your decision and now I’m making mine. I cant lose another person I love, as long as I’m with you I’ll love you. So if you’re going to throw yourself into the hands of death I don’t want to watch you do it.” His eyes were red.

He pinched the top of his mask and pulled it over face, hiding himself from you once again. He walked to your door, opening it and standing in the doorway, throwing his head back to look at you.

“You were never going to choose me.” With that, he walked out and slammed the door behind him, leaving you alone in your one bedroom apartment.

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mayhem-neverending · 1 year

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Kakashi Hatake x f!Reader

Listen.

I feel like although there's a lot of Kakashi fics, there's a good majority of them that are pure smut. There is absolutely nothing wrong with that, I love Kakashi smut, I just want there to be more pining/loving from sadboi!Kakashi who needs to be held so tightly he might break.

Summary: Reader has a peculiar jutsu that comes in handy when she and her team are in a very tight spot. Due to the nature of this jutsu, an exchange is made and you experience your comrade's thoughts/memories that are strongest around the time of the transfer. You're sure Kakashi never meant for you to see what he exchanged with you.

Warnings: Smut, cursing, fainting, angst, teacher-ish/student relationship (Kakashi is 29, Reader is 24)

Word count: 3,353

Although a proficient ninja, times like these were the true reason for making you an addition to teams on dangerous missions.

You held onto Sakura while Naruto, Sai and Kakashi continued their attacks in the forest not far from the Hidden Leaf Village. The three Akatsuki members who they battled had terrifying strength, and you wondered if you would make it out of this alive.

Despite being out cold in your lap, Sakura had minimal injuries. You were thankful they hadn't done more damage, not only for her safety but because you didn't want to expend too much chakra. You were sure that the others would need it later.

Naruto came whizzing passed you and slammed into a tree not far from your right. He crumpled to the ground, breathing heavily.

"Naruto!" You shouted. You began moving Sakura's head carefully from your lap, but Naruto moved his head up and made eye-contact, giving an almost imperceptible shake of his head. You nodded in response.

With Naruto's crash being so near, you decided to move Sakura's limp body further away from the action. You carried her easily as you jumped into a tree and leapt a few hundred yards out of the way. You placed her down gently against a gnarled trunk and turned back to the fight where explosions and shouting could be heard. There was no doubt that when she woke she would know where to go.

You made your way swiftly back to the battle ground. As you approached you could see that one of the Akatsuki had taken the brunt of one of Naruto's attacks and you silently cheered. You arrived at the clearing they had created and watched at the tree line. Your purpose here was as back up, and Kakashi had made it clear that that was your only job. You would not get involved unless he called upon you.

Kakashi used a lightning attack while Sai distracted his opponent. It seemed that the man was hardly affected. He coughed and let out a raspy laugh. Their strength frightened you. Even with your incredible reserves of chakra, you would be no match for them and you hoped desperately that you wouldn't be called into it.

You studied their attacks for maybe fifteen minutes before Sai was out of the game. He fell near the tree line a ways away from you, so you hurried to retrieve him. He was half conscious and muttered a 'thank you' as you carried him to the same place you had deposited Sakura.

Once he was placed down, you assessed his wounds. He had a good extent of them, you winced at the sight of his broken femur on his left. There wasn't much you could do about that there, so you coaxed some pain reliever in his mouth, wrapped his other wounds, and headed back to the fray.

Your team was holding their own better than you could have hoped. You watched as Kakashi, who had become a sort of mentor to you, matched his opponent punch for punch. Naruto was fairing a little worse, but the Nine-tails had yet to appear so he was doing pretty well too.

At that thought, Naruto came flying passed your head. Your eyes widened as his disheveled body slammed through a series of branches and he fell to the ground.

You looked back to see Kakashi had looked back at you, the red of his Sharingan flaring. You nodded to him, jumping from your position and down to Naruto.

"I'm okay," He grunted as you hovered over him.

He tried to sit back up but you placed your hand on your chest, not letting him move. You activated your medical ninjutsu before he could say another word, assessing the damage. You gasped at the extent of his injuries.

"I'm okay," He repeated, but his eyes could hardly focus on your face.

"Stay down, Naruto," You sternly replied, your ninjutsu working at his injuries.

"You're new here, Y/n. You have no idea what I can do," He argued, trying to push you away.

"You don't even have the strength to move me, what do you think you're going to do out there?"

He gritted his teeth, eyes finally focusing on your own. You were impressed at the fire behind them, even more impressed that he pushed you away in one smooth motion.

"I have to do this, for Sasuke,"

You heard someone approaching and whipped around to see Kakashi running towards you, panting.

"Naruto, are you okay?" He called.

"Perfect," He growled, standing back up.

"Listen, I think I figured out a way to finish this, are you up to it, Naruto?" You looked between them in disbelief. That child was not okay!

"Ready, Sensei,"

Kakashi knelt down to you, still breathless. "I need your kekkei genkai, Y/n," His gaze was intense and your breath stuttered at seeing his Sharingan so close.

You nodded. You looked him over and placed a hand on his exposed neck, assessing the amount of chakra left in his body. You blinked when you realized he was near empty.

"How much do you need? You're almost empty, Kakashi."

He sighed. "For this to work?.. I need to be almost full."

Your eyes widened a little, this was going to be an intense transfer. And despite the situation, your cheeks reddened as he stared at you in his disheveled state. "I-I'll do the best I can,"

He smiled tiredly at you. "That's all I ask. Are you ready?"

You took a deep breath and nodded, steeling yourself. He pulled his mask down, exposing his plump lips. You barely had time to glance at him before he was pulling you in.

Your lips crashed together in a searing kiss. You began pouring your chakra reserves into his network where your lips touched. It was absolutely electric and you could just make out his stuttering breaths as he surprised you by sliding his tongue against yours. Your fingers dug into his hair as he pulled your body closer, nearly knocking you both over in your kneeling position.

You could feel the chakra leaving your body in droves. Soon, it would be replaced with memories, thoughts, feelings from Kakashi. That's how the exchange always worked. You felt wrong to desire knowing his innermost thoughts, and so intimately, but that desire burned through the kiss. If this man wanted everything you had, you would be more than happy to give it to him.

Your hand slid out of his hair and down his chest. Never had you given so much chakra before; you could feel all of the energy leaving your limbs, filling him. He kissed you hungrily, kissed you harder than he needed, sucking your bottom lip, caressing your tongue with his own. All he had to do was touch his lips to yours for your kekkei genkai to work. Somewhere distant you remembered explaining that to him, but now you were feeling the last bit of chakra you could give climbing out of your throat and rushing into his body.

You pulled away, your vision hazy as you looked at him through your lashes. He was breathless, his neck and cheeks aflame. Somewhere in the background you heard a gagging noise. Your mind swirled as his memory exchange started tugging at it.

Your eyes fluttered shut. You wondered what you'd be in for.

Kakashi laid you gently on the ground and swiftly pulled his mask back up. He stood up, his knees a little wobbly. His body felt amazing, your chakra licked at his insides like lightning.

"Naruto, let's go,"

"Hai!"

You had performed this jutsu many times before, but never had you seen yourself in them. The thoughts were important, recurring, or highly charged that you received. Nothing was ever a random thought, it was all important to that person, at least within that time frame. That's why you were shocked to see yourself in that first memory.

You watched your chest heave, saw your hair had fallen from its clasp and frame your face. You lunged at Kakashi, whom you saw this through. He deflected your attack, but you caught him off guard by kicking the back of his knee. He fell forward and you rushed him, tackling him and grabbing his hands so that he couldn't move.

You remembered this, and smiled. It made your heart sing that the first time you had ever taken him down in training was an important memory to him.

You watched as he managed to flip you around, straddling you. You could feel everything, as if his body was your own due to the jutsu, and felt heat travel up his neck as he stared at you. You had never saw yourself as terribly pretty, but you could feel it in him; he thought you were gorgeous in this moment.

The next image was in his dark bedroom. You could feel that he was in bed, his heart racing. He reached out as tears ran down his cheeks. He closed his eyes and your heart stopped when the image of your face pressed against his chest as you curled around him appeared. You could feel some of his anxiety falling away at his thought. Was he- did Kakashi think of you as a safe place? He imagined himself tangling his fingers in your hair and took deep breaths. Your heart broke for him.

The image changed to one of his students. Young Naruto was running around, chasing Sasuke and Sakura was sighing and swinger her legs on a bench. You felt contentment in his heart and yours swelled with happiness. He loved these kids so much. You wondered how many more memories you would see, since this was the most chakra you had ever given.

The image swirled and you were transported to a bedroom - the same as before. Due to the hazy quality of it, you could tell that this was going to be some kind of fantasy or dream.

You choked suddenly at the image before you. His bed was a disaster of pillows and blankets, and in the center, was you. You were splayed out on his bed, biting your lip, eyes half closed. You watched through his eyes as he rubbed himself against your folds. You could feel that what he was feeling was his own hand. You felt him pump himself to the image of him slowly pumping into you, watching your own breasts bounce and hearing yourself whine.

"Kashi," you sighed out, arching your back.

He leaned in and kissed you, hand caressing your breast and moving down to circle your clit. You were in such a state of shock you thought your body outside of your mind you had probably stopped breathing too.

Was your mentor and friend just thinking about this all the time? You shook your head mentally. Maybe it was just a recently charged moment. Actually, that didn't make it much better.

The image whirled again. You felt yourself salivate. There was Kakashi himself in the mirror before you. It was another fantasy. His muscles rippled as he held you by the throat with one hand, the other holding your leg up by the knee has he rutted into you.

He was gripping himself hard at the image. You could feel the head was slick with precum. "You like watching, baby? You like seeing Daddy's cock destroying your pretty pussy?"

"Yes, Daddy," You whined.

You could hear him grunt aloud in the memory. He opened his eyes and you saw the thick ropes of cum covering his stomach, could feel the heaviness of his breath.

His sense of relief at his release was overcome by guilt. He rubbed a hand over his face and sighed. You furrowed your mental brows in confusion, despite being absolutely astounded by what you were seeing.

He raked his fingers through his hair. "Why do I have to love you?"

His memories faded and your mind turned to black.

"Is everyone okay?" Kakashi's voice waded through your subconscious. Confusion coursed through you, where were you? What was going on?

Memories of the battle, of your chakra transfer, or Kakashi's memories rushed back to you. Your fingers twitched and your heart pounded against your chest. Slowly, you managed to force your eyes open.

Sakura was leaning over you, working her medical ninjutsu and she smiled when your eyes found hers. "Y/n, I'm glad you're okay,"

You managed a smile. "I didn't even do anything, don't worry about me."

She helped you sit up. You looked around you and saw everyone on your team in various states of injury. Naruto was out of it, Sai and Sakura awake, although Sai was in obvious pain. Kakashi looked wiped, even with the extra chakra you had given him.

You were still in the woods, but considering everyone was alive, you knew that they had won the battle.

Kakashi caught your eye. "I've sent Pakkun to get back up. They should be here anytime to help us back to the village."

You nodded, having a hard time keeping the eye contact. The revelation that your longtime friend and mentor was masturbating to you was fresh in your mind.

And that he loves you. A tiny voice said in the back of your head.

"There they are!" You heard Pakkun call from somewhere in the trees. Before you could blink, Shikamaru, Ino, Choji and four medical ninjas were before you.

You got to your feet as two of the medical ninja pulled out there stretcher to load Sai onto. They rushed back to the village while Kakashi explained what had happened to Shikamaru. The other two medical ninja took Naruto away.

"Y/n, Sakura. Head back to the Hokage's office. I'm going to show them where the bodies are. I'll be right behind you."

The mission report took a couple hours. The whole time, of course, you avoided eye contact with Kakashi. At the end, after the door had closed, he caught your arm with his gloved hand.

"Thank you," He looked at you seriously. "The mission would have been lost without you,"

You nodded, your face reddening. "Of course, anytime,"

He let go of you. "Do you want to go have a drink? On me?" He smiled, his hand rubbing the back of his head.

You schooled your features so as to not let away your mild alarm. Would it be rude to say no? Would it come off as out of character for you? You had gone to share a drink with him a few times before.

"I'm really tired, raincheck?"

He nodded with a smile. "Okay, I'll hold you to it,"

You had taken a long hot shower and had slowly eaten some food when you heard a knock on the door. You were lost in thought and it startled you. You looked at the clock. It was already past nine.

You got up and peered out the window. Kakashi stood at your door, running his hands through his hair. You stepped back and frowned. What could he possibly want that couldn't wait until tomorrow?

You unlocked the door for him. You could feel his nervousness in waves as he looked down at you in the doorway.

You motioned him in and he stepped forward almost hesitantly. "Kakashi,"

"Y/n,"

You waited for him to continue. You watched as he struggled to collect his thoughts, which was a trip. You had never seen him look unsure of himself like that.

"What's going on?" You leaned against your kitchen counter facing the table, where you motioned for him to sit.

He sat, perched at the edge of the chair. His fingers twitched. "I know how your kekkei genkai works, and I was wondering..."

You narrowed your eyes, but the blush that was slowly taking over his ears was also creeping up your neck.

"You know how it works, but you still decided you wanted to stick your tongue down my throat?" You sassed.

He choked, his eyes widening. You wondered if he could get any redder and failed miserably to hold back a laugh.

His shoulders loosened at the sound, but he still looked anywhere but you. His foot tapped on your hardwood floor.

"It's fine, don't worry about it," You offered.

"What was it that you were wondering?"

He cleared his throat. "Well, I- You weren't acting like yourself - after the mission and I just-" He cleared his throat again. He could probably hear your heart pounding if he could hear past his own. "What memories did you see?"

You looked down at your hands. You didn't know how to approach this. Should you lie? You had liked Kakashi for awhile but you didn't want to embarrass him.

"I saw you watch team 7 train." You said quietly. You looked up at him, his shoulders tensed again. It was like he could see right through you with his piercing gaze.

He took an audible breath. "What else?"

You spared him a glance. "I saw you.. wake up from a nightmare,"

He tapped his fingers on the table. He looked like he wanted to ask you again.

"If that's all-" You started.

"There's more." He stated dryly.

You watched each other for a few moments. "Tell me,"

"I think you know," You stated quietly, playing with your fingers.

He exhaled shakily, a pleading glint in his eye. "Just tell me, please,"

"Kakashi,"

"Please,"

"I was - I was in your imagination and I saw-" You breathed in deeply, embarrassed for him and yourself. "I saw myself. Under.. you. In a, you know, compromising, um, position."

He took a deep breath, closing his eye. "And-" His eye shot open.

"I saw us.. in the mirror. You know what we were doing."

He looked like he was going to explode. He stood up quickly, nearly running to the door. "Thank you for telling me,"

You grabbed his wrist and he stilled. When he looked at you, it was with a mixture of shame and fear. "Kashi,"

You liked the way his nickname fell off your lips. "Stay,"

It was now or never. You pulled him into you, hugging him to you. He was rigid at first, but slowly relaxed into you. "You know I like you too, right?"

Kakashi pulled back in surprise. You tapped his covered mouth. "Why don't you take this off?"

"I-" You reached up, pulling his mask down. He didn't protest, and quirked his lips into a half smile. He leaned down, and you met in a slow kiss. His lips were soft and he sucked your bottom lip in to nip it. It took no time for the kiss to turn heated, and you were pulling at each other's clothes, stumbling back towards your bedroom.

Kakashi backed onto the bed, and you climbed on his lap. He looked at you with his half lidded eye. You kissed him roughly, pulling his hair. Heat pooled in your core as you sloppily kissed across his jaw and down his neck. He groaned when you sucked a hickey in the crook of his neck. You could feel his heart beating rapidly in his throat and it gave you butterflies.

He felt along your curves, tracing them gently even in this heated moment. He pulled your face back to his and continued kissing you. He rocked his hips against you, and you moaned softly at the friction.

He pulled away, gasping. "Y/n,"

"Why don't we take this slowly?"

"What do you mean?" You murmured, reattaching yourself to his neck. He inhaled sharply.

"Let me take you out,"

You pulled back and looked at him, raising your eyebrow. "You're saying you don't want to-" you grinded your hips against his "-do this- right now? You would rather take me out?"

He bit his lip, nodding. You pouted and he grabbed you by the chin. "Let me do this right, please,"

You licked your lips. "Let me get dressed, then,"

"I didn't mean now," He chuckled breathlessly.

"It's called a compromise, Kashi."

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yn-uzumaki-hatake · 7 months

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Title: Shadows of Love

As the young genin trio, Naruto, Sasuke, and Sakura, trained under the watchful eye of their sensei Hatake Kakashi, they couldn't help but notice his wife YN's radiant presence. With her captivating smile and gentle nature, she had become a beacon of light in their lives.

One sunny afternoon at training grounds, YN arrived with a basket filled with delicious homemade lunches for the group. Naruto's eyes lit up at the sight of her arrival; he was always eager to devour her scrumptious meals. Sasuke too felt himself drawn to YN's kindheartedness.

"Naruto! Sasuke!" YN called out cheerfully as she approached them. "I made your favorite dishes today!"

"Thanks, YN!" Naruto exclaimed excitedly, grabbing his lunch box before starting to dig in.

Sasuke nodded appreciatively as he accepted his meal from YN. His gaze lingered on her face for a moment longer than necessary, earning him a smug grin from Naruto who noticed their interaction.

"Sasuke can't get enough of Kakashi-sensei's wife!" Naruto teased playfully, nudging Sasuke's side.

Sasuke scowled and shot back sarcastically, "Well, you're not any better."

YN chuckled softly at their banter, finding amusement in their innocent crushes. She knew that both boys respected Kakashi deeply and were simply drawn to her warm personality because she reminded them of their beloved mentor.

Meanwhile, Sakura watched the interactions with unease. Behind her sweet facade lay jealousy towards YN. Her admiration for Sasuke often clashed with the envy she felt toward anyone who attracted his attention.

Months passed by as Team 7 continued their rigorous training and missions together. Little did they know, YN and Kakashi had been trying for a baby, their love deepening with each passing day.

One sunny morning at the training grounds, Sakura noticed a subtle change in YN's appearance. A spark of excitement ignited within her as she rushed over to confront her about it.

"YN! Are you... pregnant?" Sakura asked hesitantly yet filled with curiosity.

YN smiled warmly at the pink-haired girl. "Yes, Sakura. Kakashi and I are expecting our first child."

Sakura couldn't help but feel a pang of envy mixed with genuine happiness for YN. She had always dreamed of starting a family with Sasuke someday, but he seemed oblivious to her romantic advances.

As time went on, YN's pregnancy progressed beautifully. Naruto and Sasuke were thrilled for their sensei and his wife, often offering to accompany them during check-ups or helping out around their home.

With an important mission approaching -- guarding the bridge builder in the Land of Waves -- Team 7 prepared themselves mentally and physically. As they gathered at YN and Kakashi's house before setting off, YN surprised them with specially packed lunches full of love and nourishment.

"These should keep you energized during your mission," YN said softly, handing each member their personalized lunch boxes.

Sasuke accepted his meal gratefully while Naruto beamed brightly at the sight of homemade ramen. He looked up at YN with admiration shining in his eyes. "Thank you so much, YN!"

YN patted both boys' heads affectionately before turning to Sakura. "And here's yours, Sakura. Take care of yourself too."

Sakura took the lunch box gingerly, feeling warmth spread through her heart. She realized that while she may not have won Sasuke's affections just yet, she had gained something even more valuable: a true friend in YN.

As Team 7 embarked on their mission, the bonds between them grew stronger, with YN's love and support serving as an unyielding pillar of strength. Together, they faced challenges and triumphs, all while eagerly awaiting the arrival of the newest member of their team.

And so, amidst teasing troubles and blossoming relationships, the shadows of love intertwined, shaping the destiny of Team 7 forever.

#kakashi x reader #kakashi x you #naruto uzumaki #sakura #team 7 naruto #kakashi fanfiction #kakashi hatake #kakashi headcanons #minato namikaze #naruto #sasuke uchiha

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rookie98writes · 1 year

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Distractions

Relationship: Hatake Kakashi x fem!Reader

Rating: Explicit - Minors DNI

Warnings: smut, oral sex, cunnilingus, blow jobs, 69, vaginal fingering, praise kink, cum swallowing, no plot at all, POV Kakashi

Word Count: 3.9k

Summary: When Kakashi is free for the day, will it be a lazy day off, or will he find something more active to do with you?

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It was the type of rare day that Kakashi had learned to treasure above all.

He had no mission, no assignment, and no commitments. He could spend the day however he wanted.

Kakashi turned his head to find your sleeping figure beside him. You were completely out, your plush lips separated just enough for your soft breaths to fan over the pillow. Your hair was rumpled in an undeniably cute way, and he had to resist the urge to move in and kiss you awake.

Normally, it would be something you would welcome. But it was still quite early in the morning—still nighttime by some people’s standards—and Kakashi’s inflexible schedule dictated it was time for his morning workout. So he allowed himself just a few more minutes to admire you before sliding out of bed to get dressed and head down to the training grounds.

As the sun rose, Kakashi worked himself through his usual routine: a series of stretches followed by a variety of calisthenics, then finally a few laps around the grounds. When he was good and tired, the sun fully brightening the blue sky, he knew it was time to head home.

The apartment was still quiet as he showered and started breakfast. It wasn’t until the meal was almost done that you padded your way into the kitchen, greeting him with a hug from behind and a kiss on his cheek. You then helped him finish cooking, stealing little lingering touches as he plated the tamagoyaki and you brewed some tea.

After breakfast, Kakashi began cleaning and sharpening his ninja tools while you relaxed on the couch, propped up on a pillow that was wedged between your back and the arm of the sofa. Your legs were crossed, and you held a certain novel in your hands that Kakashi had read enough times for the pages themselves to become distinctive.

He felt you glancing over at him from time to time, your eyes roaming the lean muscles of his arms and shoulders as he worked. He raised an eyebrow when he caught you, and you giggled behind the pages of the book.

“Sorry,” you giggled. “You’re just a little distracting…in a good way!”

Unconsciously—okay, maybe intentionally—Kakashi flexed just a little more than necessary as he passed each blade over the whetstone. About five minutes went by before he looked up again at the sound of your playful snickering, expecting you to still be peeking at him from the pages of the book. Instead, your eyes were glued to the novel, and you were biting down on your lower lip.

If asked, Kakashi would never admit it. But in that moment, his ego took a serious hit.

He crouched behind you, reading over your shoulder. If he’d had the foresight to judge how far you were in the novel, he would have been able to tell exactly where you were, or at least a close approximation. But instead, the lewd words jumped off the page the same way they had when he’d first discovered the book. The vivid description of the characters’ depraved actions made him bite the flesh inside his cheek to keep from giggling. But the knowledge that your eyes were devouring the words; your body temperature rising, your skin flush, your heartbeat quickening—his skin tingled with want and his brain went dizzy.

“Y/N,” he whispered gently beside your ear, causing you to jump in surprise like a child caught sneaking sweets before dinner.

“Kakashi. You scared me.”

I can tell. He caught the way your pupils—previously blown wide from your excitement at the perverse language on the page—quickly constricted and your heartrate increased even higher. The aroused pink of your cheeks made him wonder if your pussy was flushed the same shade.

“You're at one of my favorite parts,” he continued.

Your brain couldn’t follow, too saturated with lustful imagery to shift focus. “O-oh?”

“Mhmm,” he hummed as he turned his neck to allow his lips to skate over your warm skin. He placed a kiss to the pulse point in your neck. “I think it might be one of yours as well, considering I don’t seem to be much of a distraction anymore.” Kakashi gently brushed his lips up to your earlobe, sucking softly on the flesh before whispering: “Perhaps I should try a bit harder.”

“Y-yeah?” you giggled. He smirked against your skin and toyed with your ear a little longer before he started kissing his way toward the hollow of your neck, his hands gripping the arm of the sofa for stability. His tongue instinctively licked against the sharp dip, teeth reverently grazing the skin pulled taut over the bone. You mewled beneath him, the book completely forgotten on your lap as you laid back to enjoy his ministrations.

That’s more like it.

“Kakashi,” you sighed, reaching up to play with his hair as your thighs started rubbing together for relief. He sucked kisses down your chest, his nose nuzzling under the neckline of your top. But he could only get so far before the solid edge of the sofa pushed back against this chest. No way was the Copy-nin of the Hidden Leaf going to be thwarted by a piece of furniture. Kakashi growled in frustration before abruptly standing and scooping you from the couch.

You squealed in feverish excitement as he carried you into the bedroom. “This is turning into quite the distraction.”

“Well, I can’t do what I plan to do to you over there,” he explained, causing you to snort.

“Just what are you planning to do to me?”

He reached the side of the bed and gently laid you down with your feet up by the pillows.

“Just trust me,” he purred, taking his place at the foot of the bed. You looked at him with a mixture of desire and confusion, but he could tell that desire was winning out by a landslide.

Kakashi knelt down and kissed your cheek before continuing his journey down your neck, nipping his way from your collarbone to your cleavage. When you chuckled, he felt your laughter against his own chest.

“Where do you think you’re going?” you teased.

Kakashi turned his neck to peek back at you. “A very naughty place,” he replied with a smirk before pressing his face into the soft swells of your breasts.

You laughed a sound of love and joy as you grabbed the back of his head, your fingers tangling into his hair. He started sucking hickeys into your skin and caused you to yelp. “Perv!”

You arched your back and grasped at the fabric of his shirt. He leaned away from you and reached back to grab the back of his neck and pulled the shirt over his head, tossing it to the corner of the room. Even from your upside-down vantage point, your eyes were glued to him. Your hands immediately explored his bare torso, sending shivers through his muscles. He sat back on his heels, admiring the telltale redness over your chest where his mouth had been hard at work.

“What’s wrong?” you asked. “Why did you stop?”

Kakashi stood at his full height and peered down at you. “Take off your clothes for me.”

You bit your lip at his direction, but immediately began following. He watched as your fingers pulled your shirt over your head, exposing all that soft, creamy skin. You tilted your head to watch him slide his pants and briefs down, a happy giggle leaving your throat as his dick bobbed free of its restriction. You licked your lips and he had to hold back the urge to fuck your pretty mouth right there. Just a little self-restraint, he reminded himself, and he would feel your tongue tracing his veins soon enough. First, you had a task to finish. “I want all your clothes off, sweetheart.”

You smiled impishly and took your time, your eyes focused only on his stiff cock as you maneuvered your way out of your bra. He was about to tease you for staring, but the Copy Ninja was certainly no better. His mouth was watering as he saw your pretty nipples stiff and begging to be tasted. It seemed you noticed his actions, quirking an eyebrow at him before hooking your thumbs under the waistband of your skirt. Kakashi stepped out of his clothes while you wiggled your way out of yours, your breasts bouncing and making him feel more and more impatient.

“That’s right,” he groaned, his hand delicately wrapping around his dick. “So beautiful.”

He looked over you before you fully settled down, still kicking your skirt and panties away when he lost his battle for self-control and he finally let his mouth descend over your chest. He sucked the pebbled nipple between his lips, licking and nibbling at it and causing you to squirm and pant. “Kashi…” you whined impatiently. He could feel your breath fanning over his chest and your hands scrambling over his shoulders as you tried to orient yourself.

Kakashi tugged your nipple between his teeth before releasing it with a wet pop. “I asked you to trust me, Y/N,” he reminded you, his eyes drinking in the way your hard nipple was shiny with his saliva. “You do trust me, don’t you?”

“Of course I do.”

Pride swelled in his chest at your quick answer. He would never get tired of hearing you tell him that. He didn’t even need to respond; he just went right back to work, kissing up toward your ribs. You let out the cutest little whimper, the sound vibrating into his skin. Then he felt your nails gently drawing patterns over his back as you tilted your head to flick your tongue out over his nipple.

“Ngh—baby…” He groaned as you teased his nipple. He let his forehead fall onto your abdomen as you toyed with him, nearly causing him to lose his patience. “Mmm…scoot a little closer to the headboard.”

You did as he asked, bending your knees to bring your butt up a little higher. He followed eagerly, prowling onto the mattress and settling his knees on either side of your head. You grasped his thighs and giggled as his cock bobbed directly over your face. He licked at your hipbones, smelling the arousal between your legs.

Suddenly, he felt you lick the precum leaking from his tip. His cock twitched to chase you, but he held his hips back and hovered his torso over you.

“Is that what you want me to do?” you asked coyly.

He swung his head down to look between your bodies and saw the gorgeous sight of you on your back, his cock almost threatening as it loomed over your face. “You’re gonna do a lot more than that,” he growled.

You giggled and teased kisses over his hips, thighs, dick; anywhere you could reach. Kakashi watched for a moment, his head swimming from the awe and gratitude he felt as the subject of your affections.

…Or maybe the feeling was partially a byproduct of his blood rushing simultaneously to his head and his dick.

Either way, he knew exactly what he wanted next.

Kakashi lifted his head to watch as he hooked his hands under your thighs, gripping them and peeling them apart to reveal your sex, sticky and shiny with arousal.

Your tongue lapped at him again to tease him, but this time, he wasn’t going to let you get away with it. His hips pressed down to pursue the warm wetness your mouth, his cock sliding along your tongue until it filled your mouth.

“That’s it, pretty girl,” he moaned. “Go on and suck my cock.”

Your movements were a little clumsy and unpracticed at first while you got used to the new angle, but he was generous enough to pulse his hips and help you find your rhythm. And as soon as you did, he smirked, knowing he was about to throw you off again.

He stiffened his tongue to a point and flicked it over your clit, causing you to choke around his dick. “You okay, baby?” he smirked.

“Mmmmhmm,” you hummed, mouth still occupied with his solid cock.

“Good girl,” he groaned before licking you again, the alternate angle allowing him direct access to your clit before laving forward to collect the delicious slick on his tongue. You splayed your knees out and he gripped your thighs, holding you open so he could devour you. Each pass of his tongue had you moaning and whining around his dick, the vibrations urging him on to lick more furiously as his hips bucked to fuck your face.

“Feels so good baby,” he growled. “Fuck, want you on top.”

He caged you in with his legs and rolled to bring your body on top of his. You instinctively leaned off of him, but he kept his grip on your thighs so you couldn’t move from straddling his mouth.

“That’s it, Y/N. Catch your breath.” he caressed your thigh. “We’re not done here.”

He tugged you down to sit on his face, his grateful mouth working over your folds and making you whine with pleasure. Arousal dripped down your thighs and onto his face. You rolled your hips against him, but he dug his fingers into your hips to hold you still.

“Not so fast,” he teased. “If you want more from me, I think you know what to do.”

You eagerly rubbed your body on his, arching your back into a feline curve. He softly kissed your thigh as you started touching him, your delicate fingers tracing the ridges and veins of his shaft.

He moaned out at your touch, feeling just as desperate for it as he’d been the first time you’d ever touched him. Then you engulfed the tip in the warmth of your mouth, sending a shiver through his body. He let out a satisfied moan at the feeling of you sucking and licking the fat head of his cock while you continued to touch and tease his shaft. The pressure surrounding his cockhead was overwhelming in a way that was both too much and not enough all at once.

Kakashi reached down to tangle his fingers in your hair, gently guiding you to take a little more of his dick in your mouth as his hips lifted off the bed. For extra encouragement, he licked a wide stripe along the full length of your sex. You whined, saliva drooling down toward his balls.

It was even better than he imagined; your cunt rolling against his lips as your tongue guided his cock deeper and deeper into your throat. He wanted it to last forever, but he got carried away and he took your sensitive clit between his teeth, rolling it and sucking it to the point where you were already reaching your high.

Your cunt clenched as your juices flowed onto his face, a slutty moan fighting for occupancy in your full mouth. Your orgasm must have switched your brain off, your mouth stalling halfway down his cock, your lips and throat vibrating as you trembled around him. He smiled against you, loving the way he had you so worked up already. But his lust-addled brain still wanted more; wanted to feel your throat constrict and gag around him, wanted to fill your mouth with cum.

A slave to his instincts, Kakashi reached down to grip your hair by the root, slowly pushing your head back down to give himself more of that much-needed relief. It wasn’t a gesture meant to coerce you; he only wanted to help. Help guide you further down his shaft, to keep that incredible feeling going for as long as possible. So when his efforts paid off and the head of his cock rubbed against the soft insides of your throat, Kakashi moaned like some desperate virgin.

The back of your head pushed against his palm as you choked, frantic puffs of air from your nose tickling his balls. You put one palm flat on the mattress and pulled yourself off of him, gasping as a tear rolled down your cheek.

“Sorry,” he sheepishly hissed. Your chest heaved as you took deep breaths. “Are you alright?”

You tilted your head upside-down and looked at him through the space between your bodies, blinking through the moisture in your eye. Kakashi’s dick twitched as you smiled back at him, looking adorably silly as your inverted head nodded. Then you straightened out and kissed his hipbone.

“I’m fine,” you responded, working your way back to his stiff cock. “Just needed a second.”

Kakashi grabbed hold of your flank, his fingers gripping the plush flesh of your ass as he pulled your hips down to feather hisses over your pussy in the same way you were kissing around the base of his dick.

You shakily lifted your body away from his face, taking your still-sensitive pussy out of reach of his scheming mouth. Undeterred, Kakashi opted to simply kiss along the soft skin of your thighs as they quivered on either side of his head. He stole a glance up at you, seeing your swollen lips trail kisses up his length while your pretty fingers wrapped around him.

“Fuuuck that feels so good.” His eyes rolled back in his skull as he relaxed onto the pillow. “Mmmm you love my cock, don’t you sweetheart?”

“Mhmm,” you hummed, running the pads of your fingertips along his most prominent vein.

“That’s it,” he continued. “Show me how much you love my cock. I want to feel you kiss it all over.”

Always eager to please, you did just as he asked. Your lips pressed loving kisses along every inch, your tongue flicked out to taste him, and your fingers spread your saliva along his skin, combining it with any precum that your tongue hadn’t already lapped up.

“Fuck, that’s so good,” he panted. “My cock loves you too, Y/N. Mmmm it loves you so much.”

Your mouth opened wide as you licked him from base to tip, then your hand wrapped around his lower half and you took the rest in your mouth.

“Ohhhhh, that’s it baby. Just like that.”

Kakashi laid there in utter bliss as you worked his cock with your mouth, skillfully bobbing up and down along his shaft and jerking off the base. He shut his eyes, just focusing on the incredible pleasure between his legs and the delicious scent of your cunt as you hovered inches from his face.

Right now, Kakashi was sure he was the luckiest man on Earth.

He was just so in love with you, and he wanted to enjoy every bit of you for as long as he could. He hummed as he kissed your thighs again. His grateful hands explored the expanse of your back, rubbing over your hips, butt, and upper thighs. He felt heat beneath your skin.

Lazily, his eyes opened and he unabashedly stared right between your legs. The lips of your cunt were puffy and slick, clear and shiny arousal nearly drooling from between them.

“Your little cunt is so pretty, baby,” he smirked. “So pink and shiny. And so goddamn wet.” Kakashi reached his hand up to run one finger between your folds, collecting the gooey substance on his fingertip. “Already came once and you’re this wet just from sucking my cock?” he chuckled. “That’s my girl.”

You moaned around him as he brought his finger to his mouth and sucked your fluid clean off it. A low groan rumbled in his chest. “Mmmm, so fucking good.”

Gently, he pushed his finger in to the first knuckle. Your lips vibrated against his dick as you arched your back in surprise. “Just take it, sweetheart,” he cooed as he added his middle finger and sunk both in another inch. “Let me touch you while you taste my cock.”

He rotated his wrist and started fucking you with his long fingers, hearing the wet squelching sounds as he pumped them in and out, in and out, quickly taking advantage of the arousal present to welcome a third finger.

“Fuck, you're so gorgeous Y/N,” he panted as his hips started thrusting up to meet your mouth. “I wish you could see the way your greedy little pussy is sucking me in. Mmmm, this is quite the show.” He felt you whine as you shifted your hips, your thighs slightly closing even as you continued to do filthy things to him with your mouth.

“Are you blushing?” he teased, increasing the pace of his hand to remind your pussy who it belonged to. “Even your cunt is blushing.”

Kakashi pressed a wet kiss to your inner thigh, using his mouth to show as much as tell you how much he loved you. “You don’t need to be shy with me, Y/N. You already know you're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.”

Your skin flushed again at the compliment. You slid your hand down to cup his balls, toying with them while you gradually worked your lips closer and closer to his pelvis. The head of his cock barely breached the entrance to your throat before you paused.

“That’s it, Y/N. You're doing so good.” For encouragement, Kakashi pressed his thumb into your clit and began rubbing little circles over it. “Take it again, baby.”

You took a deep breath through your nose and swallowed around him, getting him a little further down your throat. “Haaaa Y/N you’re gonna make me cum…” he whined, desperately lifting his hips for just a little more. Your throat constricted as you choked, sputtering and pulling away.

He didn’t have time to hiss out another apology before you descended on him again, working his cock with your hand and mouth to make up for the loss of contact. He exhaled heavily as his eyes rolled back in his head. He was ready to finish, but he couldn’t resist working you up just a little more.

“Fuck, fuck I’m close—” Kakashi panted, driving his hips up to meet you. “You wanna swallow my cum? Hmm?”

“Mhmm,” you whimpered as you ground your clit down against his thumb.

He circled it harder and faster, fucking your mouth in the same frenzied fashion. “Yeah? You gonna swallow everything I give you like a good girl?”

“Mm—Mhmnmm!”

“Get ready…I…h-hah!”

All his muscles turned to gelatin as he let his release loose down your throat. You gagged a little and pulled back just enough to collect the bitter fluid on your tongue, swallowing at a more controlled pace. His hand dropped onto his sides and you licked the last of his cum from his dick before rolling onto your back beside him.

For a minute, you and Kakashi just laid there panting. Surprisingly, you were the first to move, reorienting yourself to bring your head up next to his. He smiled and welcomed you with his arm extended, pulling you in to snuggle against his chest. You kissed his chest right over his pounding heart.

Kakashi smirked. “So, was the distraction worth it?”

The loving look you gave him in return was more than answer enough.

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belit0 · 9 months

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Itachi x reader age gap? Where yn is Sasuke's friend

For legal reasons, let's say that both sasuke and the reader are already 18 mkay?🤠🤠🙌🏻

(Y/N) sits on the ground in the same forest they used to practice in all those years ago, leaning on her arms and boredly watching Sasuke perform that kunai trick he had worked so hard to learn. It seems like yesterday when he was complaining to her about how his older brother ignored him, claiming that he was probably afraid he was better than him or would surpass him.

Paradoxically, the second strongest Uchiha in the entire nation finds himself obsessed with a stunt he managed to master years ago, having learned more grandiose and powerful techniques, but unable to stop executing this skill in his spare time for being attached to the past.

Finally, and after passing the age of fifteen, Itachi had deigned to tell him how to do it, and since then, he never stopped demonstrating it in front of everyone with pride. (Y/N) observes, for the eighth time, just to please him, but the thought never leaves her mind.

It's been a while since she last crossed paths with her childhood sweetheart, this one now being a busy Jonin with his new little team of Genins, and no time to waste. He also stepped up as leader of the Uchiha clan, his family's demand for him being immense. He had declined the position of Hokage, urging either Shisui or Kakashi should be the ones to take the position, preferring to teach the younger ones.

Uchiha Itachi became a figure to admire and respect, a proper man, who manages to make her salivate just thinking about his eyes, his hair, his hands, the way his abdomen is-.

"(Y/N)! What the fuck dude! Did you even see how I did it?" A kunai lands right next to her, and the surprise of a sudden threat awakens her from her fantasies. Sasuke, dressed in his ANBU gear, looks at her with one hand on his waist and tilting his face to the side, analyzing her expressions.

"You finally mastered it, Sasuke."

They both look in the same direction, the Uchiha turning his head and (Y/N) looking up towards the man sitting on a branch of the tallest tree, watching the interaction from above. Itachi smiles at his younger brother, and jumps down to the ground, joining the interaction.

"I got the hang of this a while ago, nii-san, what do you even mean?"

"Your movements were still jerky, too much wrist, too much momentum... you're doing better."

"Shut the fuck up." Humiliated Sasuke folds his arms, as a sheepish smirk escapes him and walks in the opposite direction, having decided his display concludes "Let's go, (Y/N). Our mission is almost begun."

The younger Uchiha disappears into the foliage, and when she feels he is far enough away to not hear the interaction she plans to have with his older brother, she gets up from the ground and proceeds with the heavy weapons.

"So, Itachi... you're looking good today..." The Jonin stops looking at the spot where the ANBU disappeared, and focuses his attention on her. With a half smile, he looks down at her from his height, long hair flowing in the unrestrained breeze.

"Why are you blinking like that with your eyes? Is everything ok (Y/N)?" He asks, in a mixture of sarcasm and affection. He folds his arms in front of her, and waits for her to speak, not needing to say anything.

"That was supposed to be a wink!" (Y/N) brings her hands to her face, inadvertently knocking the ANBU mask that hangs over the top of her head like a hat and causing it to fall to the ground.

"It must be hard with your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line." Itachi picks it up for her, handing it over and smiling with genuine tenderness. He appreciates the girl's efforts, but she is still his brother's best friend.

"Come on, Itachi, help me out a little..."

"Next time, (Y/N)" He taps his forehead with two fingers, and instantly disappears.

She stands frozen in place, unable to believe the Uchiha deigned to touch her, the same gesture he has for his younger brother, and this must mean he loves her, right? Yeah... sure.

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kashi-prompts · 1 year

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a little moment with protective Kakashi and his friend who is more than a friend but no one has the balls to admit it with the prompt being “don’t look now but my ex just walked in”

Title: Deserve Better

Prompt: Above

Pairing: Kakashi x Reader

Rating: T

TW: Emotional manipulation/emotional abuse, overall emotionally abusive relationship.

A/N: My brain decided to visit today. 4.5 hours later, I finally have a finished wip. Sorry it's long? I got carried away. Thanks for reading <3

***

Crickets sang their mid-summer song like a melody in your ear, chirping through the hazy aura that hung in the evening sky. Beside you, your boyfriend's sandaled feet stepped out of unison with yours, his gait a millisecond behind you, enough for you to notice.

"Everything okay, Rayuu?" You asked, feeling his clammy hand sweating beneath your lazy grip on his fingers. You glanced over at him, feeling suddenly uneasy as the two of you traveled the path back to your shared apartment. A warm breeze picked up and spun a strand of your hair from its bun. You used the moment as an excuse to let go of his hand, pushing your hair away from your eyes.

"Fine," he murmured, his gaze settled on the ground beneath him. He didn't reach back out for your hand. Instead, he scratched the back of his neck, pushing down the brown locks at its nape. He had been quiet all day, but you had just assumed it to be exhaustion from his last mission. Now his expression seemed to go beyond a fatigued demeanor. Something was bothering him. Perhaps you had said something over dinner this evening? Or maybe you had forgotten to do something he had asked? You frowned, tipping your head quizzically at him.

"You seem distant today," you pointed out calmly, "something on your mind?"

Rayuu looked over at you, his blue eyes soft under the golden light of the setting sun. You met his gaze, feeling your chest tighten as his eyebrows lifted slightly. Was that pity in his eyes?

"Can we sit?" he motioned to the bench close by, and you suddenly became apprehensive. Had you done something wrong?

"What's this all about?" you sat beside him, your voice quiet as he stared out into the distance. He avoided your eyes, choosing to watch a pair of children play in a nearby field instead. He pursed his lips, pressing them together as he drew in a deep breath.

"I don't know how to say this - so I guess I'll just come out and say it. I've met someone," Rayuu said all at once, his elbows balanced at his knees as he continued to avoid your gaze. Your stomach twisted, a strange icy chill spinning down the center of your spine at his words. Your world careened to a stop.

"What?"

"I'm sorry," he sighed, his head sagging, "it all happened so suddenly. I didn't mean for it to be like this."

His shoulders tensed under what he knew was an icy gaze staring back at him. If he had chosen to break up with you because of something you had done, that would be one thing. But choosing another woman? After two years together?

"How could you - .... ? You're leaving me? Have you? Have you already slept with her?" you asked him coldly, your voice steady despite your hands shaking in your lap. Your fingers twitched in your legs, vanquishing the urge to not shove a kunai directly into his eye. He didn't answer. Instead, he lifted his gaze away from you. Coward.

"How long?"

His shoulders lifted as he drew another deep breath in, his eyelashes settling on his cheekbones as he closed his eyes. How could someone you love turn into a complete stranger in mere moments?

"How long, Rayuu?"

"4 months."

Another punch to the stomach. Your mind went blank.

"How could you do this?" you asked quietly after a few incredulous moments passed where you searched for the words in your mind. Your thoughts rode on a carousel of abuses you wished to hurl at him, your tongue sharp with acid and malice. You wanted to hurt him just as he had to you. Yet, you knew it would do you no good. He had made up his mind.

"I'm sorry," was all he could manage again.

"Who is she?" you prodded, standing up. Your fists clenched, nails digging into your palms so tight it very well may have drawn blood.

"I can't say."

"Tell me."

A beat passed as you hovered over him, his eyes staring at the cobbled street below his sandals. You wanted to shove his head back, to make him look at you.

"[y/n], it doesn't matter. I told you what's going on - isn't that enough?"

"Tell me who she is," your voice was shrill, but you couldn't help it. Years of your life squandered on a man who didn't even have the decency to look at you as he broke your heart in favor of another woman. Shock. Anger. Disgust. It all whirled in your mind and made you delirious. Like a bad dream that you couldn't wake yourself up from.

"Mai," Rayuu whispered, shame on his lips. You unintentionally took a step back from him, your face contorting in a way you didn't think was possible as your hand covered your mouth. You felt shattered. Your old teammate? The one you had spent so many years training with, the one you had lived with before you had moved in with Rayuu, the one you had trusted your life with. Not only had your boyfriend betrayed you, but your friend?

You spun around on your heel, unable to say anything more. You wanted to kill him- to kill her. It takes two to tango, does it not? You started to walk away when he called out to you. Tears brimmed at your waterline, quickly spilling down your cheekbones.

"[y/n], wait," Rayuu called, his expression mournful despite it being his fault, "I'm sorry."

Your gaze was pointed, features allowing nothing barring malice for someone you once trusted so profoundly. You shook your head, incredulous that he would even believe for a moment an apology would make anything better. Your heart was shattered, torn from its cavity, and burned at the stake.

"I want your stuff out of the apartment by the end of the week. I don't ever want to see you again."

***

"One more, please," you asked the bartender as politely as possible despite knowing you were becoming sloppy. He looked over at you from the end of the bar, sympathy in his gaze as he carefully shook and poured you another fruity drink.

"I'm closing your tab, miss," he replied, sliding the drink across the bar to you, two fingers at the stem of the glass. You looked up at him, knowing how bad you must look at this moment. Yet you didn't protest, sliding money out of your pocket and counting it quietly. How pathetic you were.

The bar behind you was surprisingly quiet for a Friday evening, you thought. You wondered if most of the shinobi were out on missions. Clearly, you weren't a good enough ninja to be on a mission right now like the rest of them. You weren't a good girlfriend, you weren't a good ninja - what else were you bad at? You took another sip of your drink. Even the alcohol didn't numb your thoughts.

The end of the week had come and gone. When you returned to your apartment earlier that evening, it felt like you were walking into someone else's living room rather than your own. Rayuu had taken all of his belongings, leaving very little for you. Sure, he made more money than you, and most of the furniture belonged to him, but he could have at least left you the chair you loved so dearly. The one you curled up in late at night to read your books.

Had he moved in with Mai, you wondered, your finger tracing the rim of your glass. Had they made plans to live together before you had even known? Was their pillow talk just laughing at how stupid you were for not noticing the signs you now realized were blatantly obvious? The late nights out, the whispering phone calls, his distant disposition towards your relationship? He was a higher-ranking shinobi than you were, and you had simply assumed his career was taking a more considerable toll on him recently than before.

Still, nothing lessened the betrayal you felt. You hunched over the bar more, feeling your eyesight begin to shift if you turned your head too quickly.

"[y/n]?" You heard beside you. "How are you?" looking up, a turf of silver hair stood before you, a single dark exposed eye crinkling in a smile as your old teammate tilted his head at you. You felt his hand gently slap your shoulder, squeezing your trapezius muscle as he smiled at you.

"Kakashi?" you felt a smile creep on your lips for the first time in a week.

"It's been a long time," he told you. You looked over his shoulder, noticing your old friends wandering in the bar behind them. Something tugged at you at the sight of them.

"I don't want you hanging out with guys, is all," Rayuu had told you late one night. "You just can't trust them, you know? It would make me feel better if you stopped hanging out with them."

It hadn't been easy letting go of your friends. But Rayuu had convinced you it was for your own benefit. As the years went on, you slowly loosened your grip on your friendships, heartache in your soul but warmth in your heart as you knew it made Rayuu happy. Now, you saw through the manipulative tactic he had placed on you to control you, as well as the irony of it all. Bitterness rose in your throat.

"You okay?" Kakashi's thin eyebrows knitted together, seeing the glazed-over look in your eyes as he settled beside you on a barstool.

You shrugged your shoulders, feeling your chest tighten at the sight of all your old friends calling out to you as they wandered toward the bartender. You smiled softly at them, wondering how many memories you had missed out on just like this because of how naive you had been.

Kakashi had been the hardest one to let go of. He was your friend, your true friend. Someone you knew you could rely on regardless of the circumstances. Your friendship went back as long as you had a genin headband wrapped around your forehead. Maybe a crush as well, but you would never admit it. Despite the longevity of your relationship with him, you had obeyed your boyfriend's wishes.

Kakashi was the one Ryuu was most jealous of. Rightfully so, you supposed. He would eye him cautiously at every event where their paths would cross, holding you closer to his hip as you wanted desperately to fall back into old habits of cracking jokes with him and Gai, but you had remained casual.

Still, Kakashi was your friend. And maybe something more, if you had pursued it. You were too shy to tell him how you felt, so instead, your feelings fell to the wayside, and your relationship with Rayuu filled the void.

"Where's Rayuu?" Kakashi dipped his head, trying to catch your wandering gaze as he let go of your shoulder. Your eyes met his, and suddenly you felt like a levy had been opened. How you missed everyone, you realized. How you missed Kakashi. Tears threatened your waterline once more, and Kakashi's gaze softened immediately.

"Hey," he called softly, touching your shoulder again. There was no pity in his eyes like everyone else who knew gave you. Only genuine concern for you. "Let's get some fresh air."

You agreed, downing the rest of your drink in one swift gulp. He turned to ensure you could walk on your own, although barely. The world shifted slightly, and he steadied you as you reached a bench outside. It was similar to the one further down the cobble path where the beginning of this mess had all begun. You wiped the tears from your cheek as you sat down, trying to grasp your slipping emotions.

"What's going on?" the silver-haired Jonin asked. His body turned to you, starkly contrasting how Rayuu had shielded himself from you earlier in the week. You shook your head, your chin quivering as you looked up, trying desperately to keep the tears from escaping. They slipped beneath your lids and down your cheeks despite your best efforts.

"Rayuu cheated on me. With Mai," you told him, your voice barely above a whisper. It felt wrong to say it out loud. As though it weren't real if you just kept it in your head. But it was real, and your apartment was empty now.

Kakashi's expression darkened, "he what?"

"Don't make me repeat it," you breathed, exasperated. You knew he didn't want you to repeat yourself, but the effort it took to say it to begin with was enough to break your heart again. He looked away, his jaw set as his finger tapped against his leg.

"He took his things today," you continued, a hiccup threatening at the back of your throat. Your tears cooled the warmth on your cheeks from the alcohol. Kakashi closed his eye, shaking his head as he looked back over at you.

"[y/n]," he began, "I'm sorry you're going through all this. You don't deserve to be treated like this. He doesn't deserve you."

You looked over at him, the street light above illuminating his features despite most of them hiding behind a blue piece of fabric. He seemed genuinely troubled by your news; how he looked at you caused you to fold.

You couldn't help it. You leaned forward, resting your head on his shoulder as you were wracked with quiet sobs. You held a hand over your mouth to muffle your cry.

"[y/n]," he murmured to you wistfully, his breath warm against your neck. Although preoccupied with your cries, you couldn't help but notice how he hesitatingly wrapped his arms around you. No one would have ever suspected "Friend-Killer Kakashi" to be so gentle in such a tumultuous moment in your life. But the warmth of his body was the first you had felt all week. You melted into him, clinging to his shoulder as more tears fell onto his shirt.

"I'm sorry, I'm getting your shirt all wet," you pulled back sometime later, your breath shuddering from crying. He chuckled softly, shaking his head.

"That is so like you to care about my shirt when you're the one that is crying," he smiled softly at you. You laughed lightly, pushing your palm against your eyes to rid yourself of any more tears.

"I'm sorry, though," you said again, looking away in embarrassment, "for crying."

"[y/n]," Kakashi said to you quietly, shaking his head slightly, "I've known you longer than I've known most people in this village. You can cry on my shoulder any time you want."

You smiled at him through another hiccup, a blush creeping across your cheeks at his comment. Had he always been so caring? Yes - of course he had. You had just been blind.

"But I haven't even spoken to you in so long," you told him sadly, remembering how you avoided him whenever you were with Rayuu.

"It's fine," he told you, "I know the reason."

"The reason?" You stiffened, wondering if he had known about your crush all those years ago.

"His jealousy, and all," he waved a dismissive hand, intentionally not saying his name.

You frowned, "I'm sorry. I didn't realize it's as so obvious. Rayuu's jealousy was always targeted at you in particular."

"Well, understandable, I suppose."

Your eyes shot up to him, and he quickly back peddled, "I- uh - it was just some rumor Gai had accidentally started a few years back. There is no truth to it."

"A rumor?" You narrowed your eyebrows, confused. Had someone found out about how she felt?

Kakashi waved a dismissive hand. Was he blushing?

"It's nothing."

You pursed your lips, leaning forward, "tell me, Kakashi. What are you talking about?"

"[y/n], why would you care about some stupid rumor? You're too bright to care about what other people think."

You cocked an eyebrow, seeing him dance around the subject.

"It's about me being with someone? Me and who?"

Kakashi looked away, feigning inattentiveness by watching a group of younger shinobi exit the bar, sloshed. Blush prickled at the tips of his ears. Realization hit you.

"About you and me?" You asked. His eye swiveled back to you, searching your face. The two of you blushed furiously.

"It was years ago, [y/n]," he shook his head, leaning back in his seat in an attempt to appear uncaring, "we were just kids."

You nodded, looking down. Kids, yes. You sighed, watching him look away still. He was a master at hiding his emotions, unlike you.

"Right, kids," you repeated, looking down. The pair sat silently for a few beats as you digested this new information. Was it new? Not really. You looked over at him, the way he leaned back against the bench so nonchalantly a deep contrast to Rayuu's perpetual uptight demeanor. You welcomed Kakashi's calm presence. Something familiar. Something you had forgotten you loved.

"I should get going," you stood, wobbling slightly on the spot as you pushed your hair from your eyes. Kakashi looked up at you, turning his head back at the group of men that had just left the bar.

"Let me walk you home," he offered, standing up. He towered over you, his build wider than you remembered. How long had it been since you last saw him?

"I can take care of myself," you lifted a defensive hand, remembering how Rayuu would always demean your skills as a kunoichi.

"I know you can," he replied sincerely, "I've seen what you are capable of. I'd just like to make sure you get home in one piece before you fall in the river or something."

You laughed, pushing your hair away from your eyes once more. You had forgotten how much he made you laugh. Or the way he made you feel capable.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to be defensive," you said quietly.

"It's okay," he shoved his hands deep in his pockets, "I understand the place you're coming from."

He hesitated, looking at you, "I don't mean to share my opinions, and I hope you don't find this offensive, but you deserve better than him, [y/n]."

You looked up at him, unsure of how to respond. Over the last week, it had become more apparent just how ignorant you were to the circumstances Rayuu subjected you to. His controlling nature had dominated your life, leaving you vulnerable and weak to his rules, so you didn't end up alone. And yet, here you were anyway. Alone.

But were you? Kakashi's eye crinkled in a delicate smile, the kind you used to receive when you would tell him a bad joke, and he felt bad for you. This time, something different was behind it, something you hadn't seen before. Your chest tightened.

When neither of you said a word, you both began walking, your stride in unison with his, falling into an old rhythm just as your relationship with him had. Your limbs felt heavy from the drinks, but your heart felt lighter.

"We should spar soon," you offered suddenly, looking over at him, "like the old days."

Kakashi nodded, his eyebrow lifted as he contemplated your offer.

"We should," he glanced down at you, "your wind technique is always a hassle against my lightning. It always served as a catalyst to improve my skills."

You smiled, "tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow."

***

The cool seasonal air of fall nipped at your cheeks as you entered the bar, tired from your week-long mission. Since your break up, your mission rating had gone up significantly. Maybe it was the amount you were training now, or perhaps it was the quality of your training that had improved, ergo, enhancing your skills and confidence as a kunoichi. Regardless, you felt like a different person.

"Give the lady a drink, will you?" Asuma called to the bartender, slapping a palm between your shoulder blades as Kurenai smiled proudly beside him. "She just got back from her first S-Rank mission."

"How did it go?" Kurenai asked, her chin balanced in her palm. Her ruby lips smiled at you, and you couldn't help but feel prideful for a moment.

"Smoothly," you nodded, taking the drink from the bartender's hand, "the Hokage was pleased with our report."

"And where is your teammate now?" Asuma asked without looking, his fist wrapped around the handle of a large beer.

"I'm here," Kakashi appeared behind you, sitting beside you on the barstool.

"Always late, this one," you shoved a thumb over your shoulder at him, and he shook his head, lifting two fingers at the bartender. A glass of sake appeared before you moments later, its clear contents sloshing around in a shot glass. You looked over at Kakashi, your eyebrows lifted in surprise as he held the glass up between you both.

"Cheers," he said, handing you the shot, "to your first successful s-rank mission. You earned it."

You licked your lip as you tried to hide your grin.

"Couldn't have done it without you," you told him earnestly.

The glasses clinked, and you quickly took the shot, your glasses slamming in unison against the oak bar. You giggled, looking back up at him as he chuckled alongside you. You pushed your hair from your face, your cheeks flushed already as you looked over his shoulder.

Suddenly, your body froze, and you quickly averted your eyes. Rayuu had walked in alone, his eyes scanning the bar as you looked away. Heart pounding, you leaned against the bar and shielded your face. You heard a quizzical noise come from Kakashi's throat as he leaned closer to you.

"Was top shelf too strong?" He jested, not realizing the heat radiating off your ears.

"It's not that," you moved your hand to your mouth, wondering how you could get out of here without him noticing. You cursed under your breath. You hadn't seen him since that day on the bench. It was a relatively small bar, frequented mainly by shinobi after missions. How you had avoided him this long was unknown to you, but it stung extra for him to walk in while you were celebrating.

"What is it?" Kakashi asked, his tone changing.

"Don't look," you told him through gritted teeth, "my ex just walked in."

Kakashi quickly sat back up in his seat, his spine straight as you continued to hunch over the bar. You shook your head. Were your hands shaking? You glanced over, realizing he was trying to shield you from view with his body.

"Hey," Kurenai appeared beside you, whispering in your ear, "do you want me to see if the bartender will ask him to leave? He already looks drunk. I doubt they'll serve him."

"No," you waved dismissively, "He'll know I'm here."

"Mhm," Kurenai nodded, looking over your shoulder, "he's alone. I wonder if the rumor is true."

"The rumor?"

"Kuranai-" Kakashi warned, looking past you.

"She should know, Kakashi," the black-haired woman gestured to you as you looked between them.

"I don't think now is the time-"

"Mai and Rayuu broke up," Kurenai stated shortly, "there. See? That's all."

Kakashi sighed heavily, looking down at you. Kuranai squeezed your shoulder before Asuma pulled her away.

"I hope he doesn't try-"

"[y/n]?"

Your blood ran cold in your veins, your hand jolting as you knocked over the empty shot glass. Behind you, Kurenai and Asuma looked over, their eyes on you. You took a moment, collecting yourself before you lifted your gaze. He was disheveled, hair brown hair greasy and unkempt.

"What are you doing here, Rayuu?" Was all you could manage. You should have just ignored him. You should have just pretended you didn't hear him over the noise of the chatter in the bar. Still, you folded. Weak.

"I was jus' looking for a drink," Kurenai had been right; he was already drunk. You held your head in your hand, looking away. The chair beside you swiveled, and Kakashi's eye connected with two blue ones.

"Ohh," Rayuu cooed mockingly, "the rumor has finally come to fruition."

Asuma stepped in, his hands held up in front of Rayuu, "Rayuu, maybe you should leave."

Rayuu's arm pushed Asuma aside, taking a step closer to you. You shook your head, pleading with him not to do this. He was about to make a scene, you could tell. You looked at the back of Kakashi's head, his calm demeanor like a lighthouse to you.

"No, really," Rayuu continued, "I knew it all along. I knew it would happen. You both always had eyes for each other."

"Nothing is going on, Rayuu," you told him, "it's not what you think."

"She doesn't owe you anything," Kurenai gestured to you, shaking her head.

"[y/n]," Rayuu's voice softened suddenly at your acknowledgment of him, "let's go talk outside. Please?"

Your eyes widened, unable to respond suddenly. Embarrassment enveloped you. Was this really happening? Right in front of everyone?

"I'm sorry, baby," he said to you, taking another step, "I made a mistake. Mai and I are through. I shouldn't have done what I did."

You shook your head, disgusted. His blue eyes remained locked on you, pleading with you. He took another step, and his chest was met with a sturdy extended hand.

"That's enough," Kakashi advised him. Rayuu turned his attention to the silver-haired Jonin, his expression melting into contempt.

"You don't speak for her," Rayuu pointed at you, and your cheeks flushed.

"That's right," Kakashi stood from his chair, "I don't speak for her. Something you weren't real good at."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Rayuu's eyes narrowed, his lip curling.

"Rayuu, just leave, please," you stood beside Kakashi, "It's over between us."

"No, really," he continued, looking up at Kakashi as he remained passive, staring down at him, "what do you mean by that, cold-blooded Kakashi?"

The bar had gone quiet, a lingering chatter in the corner to the few that hadn't turned their gazes to the commotion in the front of the room. The bartender gave a warning, knowing well that he would not be able to stop two shinobi from duking it out in front of him.

"Just means she deserves better than a dirtbag like you."

"Kakashi - I don't need y-"

Rayuu threw a left hook at Kakashi, his arm bracing in front of his mask. Before Rayuu's arm even made contact, a fist landed squarely on his jaw, throwing him into a cluster of chairs behind him.

"Kakashi!" A hand flew to your mouth, your eyes wide as other patrons gathered around Rayuu, pulling him up to his feet. He wiped a drip of blood from his lip, trying in vain to get back to Kakashi as Asuma and the other patrons ushered him out of the bar. Your eyebrows narrowed as embarrassment bubbled within you. You grabbed Kakashi's wrist, pulling him past a shocked Kurenai and toward the bar's back hallway.

"Why did you do that?" You asked him pointedly. Clearly, he was flustered by the interaction as well. The usual calm collected Kakashi had disappeared at that moment. "You don't need to fight for me, Kakashi. I can do it myself."

"I know you can," he replied quietly, pushing his hair back. He avoided your eyes.

"Then why did you do that?" You took a step closer.

"I don't know. I-"

You had never seen the copy-ninja lost for words in all the years of knowing him. The way he looked around the room, pushing his hair from his eyes habitually, a nervous tick he did when he felt embarrassed. Still, you pushed him.

"If you think you need to step in for me, you're just like him-"

"It's not like that," he said, his eyes meeting yours.

"Then what is?"

It all happened so quickly that your mind barely registered the reality that had suddenly unfolded. There was a hazy sense of his large hand grabbing your waist, pulling you against his hips as he stared down at you. Your hands landed on his chest, staring at his expression, a tender, affectionate gaze hiding behind a mask of apprehension.

You blinked at him, taken aback, as his eyes flickered to your lips. Your face flushed, and your lips parted, a vague set of words hanging on your tongue that you couldn't find the brain power to speak.

Whispering his name was all you could manage as the modest distance between you both began to shrink. Your ears rang loudly, heat sweeping up your spine as you felt his palm slide up your back. You couldn't breathe, you thought. You couldn't think. What was happening? Was this real?

The question hung in the air between you both, your noses brushing as his eyes clung to yours, searching for your consent. You lifted a shaking hand to his jaw, barely nodding before his mouth pressed boldly against your lips. You exhaled against him, arching your spine to conform to his body while you slid your arms around his neck.

His body pressed against yours, feeling your back hit the wall behind you. You felt his bare lips against yours a moment later, the taste of sake on his tongue and you must have gasped. Quickly, he began pulling away, but your hands were at his cheeks, pressing his mouth back to yours desperately.

A clatter of a glass beyond the hallway pulled you both away. You still held each other close, turning back to look at one another under the dim light of the bar hallway. What a strange place for a first kiss, you thought. It wasn't your first time seeing his face, but it was certainly your first time seeing it at this distance. Still, your heart beat wildly in your chest, a smile surfacing on your lips as you looked up at him. He smiled too.

A hand lifted to your cheek, the side of his thumb ghosting over your skin as his tender gaze stared down at you. Rayuu had never looked at you like this. Such warmth didn't come out of nowhere, you thought. He had to have been harboring these emotions for you for some time.

"How long have you been waiting to do that?" You whispered to him through the darkness. A smile crept on his lips.

"Longer than you'll ever know."

#kakashi x reader #kakashi hatake x reader #kakashi x original character #kakashi imagine #hatake kakashi #kakashi #kakashi fanfiction #my brain visited today #I could actually write?#idk what happened but I'm so happy #probably will never happen again #rip my brain #naruto fandom #naruto fanfiction #naruto shippuden #naruto #kakashi hatake

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rayshippouuchiha · 1 year

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I've noticed you're happy when people share snippets of things they're writing, so today I want to share with you one of the scenes I'm the most proud to have ever written

To give you a bit of context so it makes sense: Time travel fuckery happens when Naruto uses almost all of Kurama's power to get back in time. What little power was left of the Bijuu merges with his body and gives him orangy-red hair the same color of Kurama's fur so he makes himself pass as Kushina's younger brother when he appears in Konoha around the time young Naruto is 5/6 y/o, going by the name of Uzumaki Kurama to avoid raising any suspicious about two Narutos. Shit happens, he and Kakashi fall in love but are idiots who don't communicate. The scene takes place after Pain's attack and Kakashi dying and coming back to life.

The dust has long settled on the destroyed village, and now the moon was high in the sky, watching over Her people in silence.

Tenzō had done an amazing job, Kakashi has to admit. It's thanks to his Mokuton that the people of Konoha have a place to sleep at until the village is properly re-built.

Not him, though. He couldn't fall asleep.

He's not too surprised by the fact that he's awake in the middle of the night. He's used to it. Usually he can fall asleep for an hour or two at some point, but this time is different. He guesses dying and coming back to life will do that to you.

He's not the only one awake. ANBU are patrolling the village. Some of them nod their head at him when passing by, but no one stops to bother him as he stands on top of a mostly destroyed building, away from where the rest of the village is resting.

Kakashi is not on duty. He hasn't been since the day the Sandaime had told him that he was to become a Jōnin Sensei. Yet, tonight he misses the mask. He feels like his head is too full of thoughts, and he needs to put on his ANBU uniform and let that part of him take the lead. The youngest ANBU to have ever been made. The only ANBU with a perfect mission score. He misses not thinking about anything but a mission, his body moving mechanically as his mind takes a step back and rests.

Alas, he can't. He had to give his mask and uniform back all those years ago, leave them in the hands of the Hokage and never take them back.

It's barely past 0300 when someone joins him. Kakashi doesn't hear their footsteps but he does feel their familiar chakra, as bright as the sun and as scalding hot and dangerous as a forest fire.

Kurama doesn't say anything as he sits beside him, and it's in that moment that Kakashi realizes he hasn't seen the man all day, not even when the fight ended and everything went quiet.

Kakashi looks at him, but Kurama isn't looking back. No. He's looking at the village with an expression that Kakashi can't decipher. Oh, but how he wishes that he could. He would give anything to be able to read this man like one of his beloved books.

"I died today," Kakashi finds himself saying, unable, for once, to stand the silence.

"I know."

"I saw my father."

Kurama finally looks at him, and Kakashi can finally see. There's a deep grief in his blue eyes, a grief that looks as old as the man himself.

"How was it?" Kurama asks. He sounds tired, even more than Kakashi feels.

"Meeting him?"

"Dying."

The question hangs heavy in the air, and after a while Kurama looks back towards the village.

"All my life I've seen people either die or leave without me being able to do anything to prevent it. While I was here, I almost forgot how terrible war was for those who survive it," he sighs, then shakes his head. "I know we didn't lose anyone today thanks to Naruto, but..."

But we could have, he doesn't say. But we did, even if only for a short while.

Kakashi finally sits down, and it hits him suddenly that Kurama was probably already around when Uzushio was attacked and destroyed. That he had to witness his home be razed to the ground. His clan, his family, his friends, forever lost. And who knows where those who were able to run away ended up. Did Kurama escape with his parents? With a friend? And where are they, now?

Kakashi already knows the answer to that particular question for sure.

"But we're still here," Kakashi says, a gentleness in his voice he didn't think he was even capable of having. "And, you know, talking with my father made me realize something important."

Kurama looks at him so intently with those deep blue eyes of his, and Kakashi wonders, not for the first time, what is it about this man that makes him want to open up. Hatake Kakashi hates being vulnerable, so why does he want Kurama to know his every secret?

"While I was with him, we talked about a lot of things. I told him about my old team, my students, my mistakes and failures over the years, and," he stops for a moment. Has to look away from Kurama's blue eyes, "I talked about you, too."

There's a surprised sound from beside him, but Kakashi lets his eye rest on the sleeping village stretching in front of them.

"And I realized that, for you, I'd-"

A hand shots out, pressing against Kakashi's lips to silence him. The way Kurama is looking at him now is pained.

"If you're about to tell me that you'd die for me, don't," he sounds even more tired, and Kakashi can see it in the way his body is positioned that he's tense, so much that Kakshi almost fears it might hurt.

Gently, Kakashi grabs Kurama's wrist to pull his hand away from his lips, but instead of pushing it away he keeps it in his.

"I would have, before," he admits. Kurama's hand is warm in his, as he presses it over his heart. He can almost sense its warmth all the way under his jōnin uniform. "But that's not what I was about to say."

He looks at him again, and for the first time in forever Kakashi feels like everything is right in this shitty world they had been thrown in. That everything will be okay, no matter what the world throws at them. And a smile, gentle and small, pulls softly at his lips, hidden under his trusted mask.

For the first time, the little wrinkles forming around his eye are genuine

"I would live for you, Kurama."

#RayRambles #Naruto #GLORIOUS

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moumouton4 · 1 year

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Hey! Could you write Itachi x reader who's been depressed for a couple weeks (i read you write angst, this would be like hurt/comfort? but feel free to ignore if you're not comfortable!), maybe his s/o or a close friend.

They don't say anything and go on as usual but he notices them not sleeping-eating much; maybe he saw them crying and finally decided to ask but they aren't too open about it. Like how would he react overall/ be there for them.

Could there be a fluff moment of him simply giving them a hug? (srry this got a bit long!)

Please Love Talk To Me || Itachi Uchiha x gn!reader

A/n : Hello lovely anon, don't worry it wasn't to long in the contrary I prefer have long ass plot / indication to be able to write it the best I can, also I'm a simp so s/o it's always going to be unless someone tells me otherwise

Warnings : very hurt / comfort, reader is depressed but Itachi tries his best to make them feel better

Masterlist ⚜

I don’t give permission to repost my work, if you want to share it just reblogue it

Words count : 1929

As soon as it started he realized it, but he preferred to tell himself that it was his mind playing tricks on him

He noticed that you were coming home early from your friends' outings, then you started going less and less until you didn't go at all

At first he was happy to be able to spend more time with you, but he started to worry about why you stopped going. He wondered if you had a fight with them

And your friends too started wondering, Kakashi even came to talk to Itachi thinking that he was the one who was keeping you away from them

Itachi on the other hand was suspicious because he felt the defensive aura that your friend came to talk to him with

Finally after a discussion that started with a lot of mistrust on both sides, they both realized that there was a problem with you

Itachi had insisted to take care of it alone though

Then the house he saw you more distant with him little by little moving away from his side in the sofa or in the bed

At the beginning he doesn't say anything, he is afraid to cause a problem if it's just an impression or if you are able to solve it alone but you think that he doesn't trust you to deal with it

However, as time goes by, you talk to him less and less, you are alone more often and he feels that you are slipping through his fingers and he hates that

He hates feeling helpless

The last straw would be when he realizes that you are eating and drinking less

He's noticed that you've lost weight and frankly it worries him

He will try to bring you food and remind you to drink water often, not leaving the room until you have finished your drink

He also subtly tries to make you talk, for example by talking about something that bothers him in the village or in his missions to make you talk but nothing works

He also has a lot of difficulty to maintain a discussion with you, as you never answer

Your conversations are rather long monologues from him but he has the impression that you listen to him so he doesn't hold it against you

It's oonly an impression though because you're trapped in your own head. He'll notice it too at some point

One night when he came home from shopping however, he heard you crying and hiccupping in the bathroom. He rushes into the house, and once inside he realizes that you are crying quite loudly, long trails of tears are on your cheeks as you cry your eyes out

He takes you in his arms as soon as he enters without really having time to think, luckily you don't try to get out of his grip, too busy trying to breathe properly

You look so small in his arms like that, shivering like a cold kitten, it makes him want to tear up

And that's when he realizes that you're having an panic attack

He was trying to ground you by holding you to his chest and rocking you but he realizes that this is not the way to do it - he was not really taught how to handle this kind of situation

He rubs your back up and down trying to get your attention on something else, his forehead against yours, whispering comforting words in your ear

"Breathe, my Sweet, don't worry, the storm always fades away"

And finally after about thirty minutes he manages to calm you down

"Please Love talk to me. Tell me what's been bothering you all this time. I'll do my best to help you get over with this"

But to his despair you shake your head, you can't even look at him in the eye, and that makes him panic even more than before

"Did someone hurt you ? Did they threaten you ?"

You shake your head once more, this time it makes him feel better but he still doesn't know what's going on

"Don't you trust me enough ? How can I help you if I don't know what you're going through ?" he couldn't help but be offended and frustrated that you didn't tell him

"It's nothing serious…" you said with a groggy voice because of your sobs

Were you sick ? Were you having other problems that he couldn't imagine ? Maybe

But he hopes that if you haven't told him, it's because it doesn't directly affect your life

It's been 3 weeks now and your condition is just starting to improve

In fact just after this event where he saw you crying you didn't see any point in hiding your condition, knowing that he had seen you at your lowest point

But Itachi did his best, he had asked the ninja doctors and according to them what he described was like a depression

He took care of feeding you himself and making you drink enough

He also helped you to motivate you to take your shower and go to bed on time with him, because you didn't sleep much anymore and big dark circles had appeared under your eyes ( mini L Lawliet )

He also noticed that you liked it a lot when he dried your hair with a warm towel that he passed over your head

Or when he brushed your hair calmly, one day you fell asleep on his lap and he didn't realize it until he called you softly several times without any answer

When he leaned over to see your face he noticed that you had fallen asleep and it made his heart swell. You looked so adorable and peaceful

He has always been careful not to cross any boundaries though, but if he realizes that you need him to be with you more often he won't hesitate to stick by your side and on the contrary if you prefer to be alone he won't mind giving you more autonomy, he will still watch over you from time to time from afar

Sometimes he will suggest you to go out in the forest or somewhere else, out of sight, for a picnic or a nap in the fields

You admit that it is very relaxing

That day you chuckled when you saw his eyes widen when a ladybug landed on his nose by surprise

He also chuckled after removing the little insect and made a wish before he saw it fly away

He could finally see some real improvement in your condition and it did him a world of good

He knew that your psychological recovery could very well be short or last longer, he was aware of possible relapses but no matter how long it takes you to get better he will always be by your side

"You know there is no pressure to have, everyone reacts in a different way" he told you as he took you in his arms, poking your foreahed with his fingers before kissing it softly while you were surrounded by the fields of wheat around you and that's when you felt that warmth come back into your heart and at the sight of his smile he felt it too

You were feeling better and that's all that mattered for him

A/n : Again my requests are open 🏆🧩

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Guardian (Part 3)

Jiraiya x Sarutobi!Reader

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Synopsis: Your brother gave you an assignment, "Go ask Sakumo Hatake if he needs help with his newborn." It was a simple task, but it snowballed into so much more.

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"I don't think this is a good idea" Worry was laced with your words as you watched 4.5-year-old Kakashi walk into the school. The other children towered over him, proving he was too young for this. Jiraiya glanced in your direction as he pursed his lips in thought. Going into the academy at that young of an age was borderline insanity, but Kakashi was relentless.

"I want to be just like Daddy! Mama, so please let me go!"

You hated how much of a pushover you were when it came to Kakashi, and this time, you were cursing yourself for not being more assertive. "The good news is he won't be going on any missions for a while; he's just starting. They still have to learn about the basics-" Your sigh cut him off, and he fell silent as you rubbed at your face. "He's Sakumo's son, Jiraiya. He's going to excel faster than anyone else."

He nodded but stood his ground, "Do you think your brother would allow such a thing?" Talented or not, your brother wouldn't allow a child of Kakashi's age out on the field, not without talking to you first. But the look you gave him made him think otherwise. The Third Hokage wasn't above putting a child into a dangerous situation. Jiraiya inched closer to you before throwing an arm across your shoulders, "I guess all we can do is be there for him and guide him… As well as pray that he isn't as talented as we think he will be."

It was cruel to pray for such a thing, every parent wants their child to succeed beyond expectations, but this was about his safety. If he excelled too quickly, he'd be put in danger. You nodded at that before walking towards the Hokage's office, "I guess we will see what happens, but I'm going to talk to my brother first."

Your hands slammed onto the desk as you leaned against it, hoping that your anger would show him just how serious you were being. What started as a pleasant conversation between you and Hiruzen had morphed into something angrier and much more heated. The Jonin around you flinched as you sneered down at their Hokage, who sat calmly before you, unbothered by your anger and threatening aura. "Promise me that if he excels, he won't be put onto any dangerous missions-"

"He will be treated as any other child in this village. If he has the skills, I will utilize them."

Your mouth dropped at that statement. You knew his mindset, knew it better than anyone else did in this stupid office, but you couldn't believe him. "You're going to put my son at risk-"

"You did that. You put your son at risk by putting him in the academy. I will not be blamed for that."

Jiraiya winced from the doorway; the age difference between you and your brother made it painfully apparent that the lines between father and brother were blurred. Currently, he is acting like a father when he should be acting like a brother. His words held truth in them, that you couldn't deny, but it was the way he said them that made you sick to your stomach. Pushing off of the desk, you stormed towards Jiraiya. Your bottom lip rested between your teeth, and while it looked like you would cry, he knew it was you simply biting back your words.

"If you want him out of danger. Pray he's nothing like Sakumo."

Your body froze a couple of feet from Jiraiya, your heart lurching in your throat as your blood began to boil over. "Hey…" Jiraiya started as he stepped forward to grab you, but you had whipped around before he got the chance. "You son of a bitch" Your snarl filled the room as you stormed back to your brother with your fingers clenched into tight fists. The ANBU behind your brother jumped into action, softly catching your biceps to stop you in your place. "You should have never taken on this role in the first place, Y/n. You know that as much as I do..."

Jiraiya walked carefully towards you. Tears began to stream down your face as your brother's words bounced around in your skull like a vicious melody. He was always so cruel. But he was always right. The ANBU stepped away as Jiraiya wrapped his arm around you. "Let's go home," he whispered as he glared at his old sensei. He knew Hiruzen loved you more than anything else, but he was always brutally honest with you, even if it killed you. And by the looks of it, the words he had just spoken murdered everything inside of you.

"I don't regret anything that I've done. He's my son. If you don't protect him, then I will"

Hiruzen opened his mouth to interject, but you pulled Jiraiya out of the room before he could say anything more. You had been out of training for quite some time now; the thought of you trying to protect the young child sent fear through his body. He dismissed the Jonin before rubbing his face in stress, "Pull me Sakumo's file. I need to see something."

Silence had been surrounding you and Jiraiya for hours now, and he couldn't quite tell how you felt. Your face was blank as you stood outside the academy, waiting to pick up Kakashi from his first day. "What your brother said-"

Your e/c eyes flicked to his, silencing him. "I don't want to talk about anything that happened today." He nodded at your words, but the indifference in your voice made him anxious. What was going on inside of your head? You turned back to look at the academy doors, but your eyes wandered to someone along the other side of the building. Jiraiya followed your gaze and froze at the sight, "I didn't know he was a teacher," you whispered as you sent a small wave toward him. He was far enough away that you could see him, but he couldn't hear you.

Jiraiya nodded but didn't say anything as he watched the other man nod in your direction; it had been years since he had seen the other Sannin. "Do you think he could train me?"

"Orochimaru? Absolutely not-"

"But why not? He was always so good at teaching. Maybe he can train me."

"Where is all of this coming from? Why do you want to get back into this lifestyle? You hated this, Y/n. What's going on?"

Silence fell between the two of you as you watched Orochimaru walk off. "Y/n." You didn't dare look at him, knowing he would disagree with your proposition. He opened his mouth again, and you finally snapped out of it, "I want to become a Shinobi again. Not to go on missions, but maybe I can help train Kakashi and protect him when he's in the village."

Jiraiya fell silent beside you, he definitely disagreed with this mindset, yet he couldn't help but feel jealous. Why didn't you ask him? What did Orochimaru have that he didn't? As if reading his mind, you sighed heavily. "You're too busy with your job as a spy to help. And how will I keep him safe while you're away?"

Jiraiya's mouth opened as he prepared to fire back a rebuttal, but the sound of the school bell stopped him. A smile formed on your lips as you watched the children bolt from the building, eyes trying to locate Kakashi among the masses. Your sweet smile fell as you saw his teacher beside him as the two headed your way. Kakashi was a good kid, so you didn't expect him to get in trouble, not on his first day, at least. Kakashi's eyes widened as he saw Jiraiya before he took off running. The white-haired man chuckled as he bent down to scoop up the child, asking him how his day was and if he caused any trouble. Kakashi promised he was good, which would have calmed you down, but it only made your pulse quicken as the teacher grew closer.

"Why don't you two head home? I have a feeling this conversation will be a long one," you muttered before walking towards the teacher, patience dwindling as you were eager to figure out why the teacher looked so serious. Jiraiya agreed before taking Kakashi back home, "How about some ice cream to celebrate your first day?"

You would have reminded Jiraiya that Kakashi had to be in bed by eight and that ice cream would mess that up, but you didn't care right now. The teacher smiled at you as he stuck out his hand. "Miss Sarutobi! An honor to have your son in my class-"

"What is it? I know you need to tell me something."

His hand dropped back to his side as his smile faltered. He had only met the Hokage a couple of times, but he could tell that you were Lord Third's sister just by how you carried yourself. His hands wrung together as he prepared to give you a proposition. Kakashi was going to be a prodigy; his father's skills ran through his blood as if he was Sakumo himself. And all at the age of 4.5 years old.

"Your son is remarkable… I would like to talk to you about the Prodigy program."

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