#casually slipping in naruto reference

[someprideandprejudice]

Pride and Prejudice is, ultimately, a story about appearances.

While the story may be centered around and advertised as a romance, all the conflict began due to misunderstandings from first appearances.

This is easily seen with Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth’s relationship. I’ve ranted about this a few times so I won’t go into as much detail here, but pretty much the entire plot of the story could have been avoided if Mr. Darcy had loosened up a bit and Elizabeth had bothered to give him the benefit of the doubt. Mr. Darcy’s cold countenance and Elizabeth’s first impression of him had set off the story. There’s a reason this book is called Pride and Prejudice after all. Mr. Darcy’s apparent pride and disregard and Elizabeth’s prejudice of him had her thinking the worst of him throughout the story.

Appearances not only affect our main couple, however, but Jane and Mr. Bingley as well. The entire reason Mr. Bingley is convinced to leave the country is because Jane didn’t seem to like him back romantically. Although, due to Elizabeth’s perspective, we know that’s not the case, it had been noted multiple times that Jane kept her favor secret and didn’t outwardly show it like most others would. On Mr. Darcy and Mr. Bingley’s side, of course it looked like she didn’t like him the way he did her and was only amusing him. To avoid a further broken heart (and to escape the ‘inappropriate’ country society) they had left back to town.

Then, obviously, there’s Mr. Wickham who, to Elizabeth, had come off as a kind and polite gentleman, but had later been revealed to be conniving and crafty, as well as greedy in his pursuits.

If there’s a lesson to be gained from this story, it would be that appearances can be deceiving. Those who may appear kind might not be and someone might feel differently about you than they might show. You shouldn’t judge someone’s intentions from your first look, nor your second, and maybe not even your third. Understanding others is not a simple feat that can be done by looking at their surface appearance. In the words of the very wise Hatake Kakashi, you have to look underneath the underneath.

Did I put a Naruto quote in my 1800s Victorian Era book blog post? Yes I did.

Does it matter? No it does not.

[driftingdryad]

Just because I love him so much lol. Kakashi being dirty 🫣 You can’t tell me he hasn’t has some animalistic traits hehe. How would he be in a relationship with those traits? 😏

Omg yes, I gotchu babes!

Canine-Traits!Kakashi is one of my favorite Naruto headcanons/AUs. Thank you for the request bestie, I had so much fun with this! I might even need to do a part 2 sometime hehe. I hope you enjoy 💚

𝐂𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞-𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬!𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩

Word count: ~1.3k

18+, afab/fem reader, mentions of consensual biting, mentions of consensual choking, mentions of menstruation

♡ When Kakashi falls for you, he falls hard and fast. He's always been one to wholeheartedly trust his canine instincts — he wouldn't still be around if he didn't — so when your third date leaves his instincts screaming that you're the perfect mate for him he doesn't fight it.

The intensity with which he moves forward after that is a bit frightening at first, after all he seemed so aloof and laid-back when you first started casually dating. You honestly hadn't thought anything serious would come from it either. He was Kakashi of the Sharingan, one of Kohona's most elite ninjas and you were just a civilian who happened to hire his genin team to help you move. It's hard to wrap your head around, but you can't deny that you feel the spark too, so you push away your fear and let yourself fall into the whirlwind that is Kakashi Hatake on a mission to make you his.

♡ Resource provisioning. Once Kakashi decides you're the one his Alpha makes sure you'll never have to worry about not having the things you need again. Say goodbye to your shitty little apartment on the bad side of the civilian district, and welcome to the newly reinhabited Hatake compound where Kakashi will make sure you're provided for and your every need is met. With top-notch security, a constantly stocked kitchen, and all the comforts you could dream of, the Hatake compound soon becomes your safe haven.

Like a good mate and Alpha, Kakashi is extremely attentive to your needs and makes sure that he is always on top of providing for you. The pantry is always stocked with all the food you could need for a delicious and well-balanced diet, as well as some of your favorite treats and snacks, of course. Kakashi's attentiveness extends to anticipating your needs as well. You can't remember the last time you had to purchase new bath products. Whenever you reach the end of a bottle, a replacement seems to appear by the next time you enter the bathroom. If you make an off hand comment at breakfast about needing to get a new toothbrush next time you go to the market, you can bet a new one will be waiting on the counter by the time you go to brush your teeth after your meal.

As part of his need to provide for you, Kakashi is also extremely soft and doting. Small gifts for you appear around the house and compound very frequently. A vase of fresh wildflowers waiting for you on the kitchen table; a new downy soft blanket he found while away on a mission added to one of your favorite cozy spaces; the next book in the series you're reading when he notices you're close to finishing your current one; a pretty speckled river stone he found in the Land of Waves; the hair clip your eyes lingered on a moment too long while at the market. Kakashi's thoughtfulness knows no bounds.

You're not used to being doted on so heavily, and you remind him frequently that while you love and appreciate his gifts, he doesn't need to spoil you. He's firm in his response that he knows he doesn't need to, he wants to, and it brings him great satisfaction to do so.

♡ Kakashi can't bring himself to call you his girlfriend. It feels so juvenile, and you're so much more than that. You're his mate, his perfect match. He doesn't want to embarrass you though, so he does his best to call you his partner instead.

One night, while the two of you are out drinking with your friends, Kakashi slips up and refers to you as his mate. He's thankful at first that no one seems to notice, but in the following days when everyone— including yourself — starts referring to you as his mate it's clear that his slipup didn’t go as unnoticed as he thought. He's absolutely over the moon about it, too!

♡ Kakashi is absolutely obsessed and fixated on your throat. Whether it's his nose buried against your pulse point, lips, teeth and tongue trailing across your delicate skin, a discreet hand on the back of your neck or a firm hold around your throat Kakashi is there. In part because of it being a major scent point, but more importantly because it shows your trust and submission.

♡ Kakashi's keen nose can tell when you're ovulating or on your period, and uses it to his advantage when taking care of you. He can usually pick up on your cycles starting a few days in advance and is always sure to give you a heads up — who needs a calendar when you've got a Kakashi?

Kakashi knows your favourite menstrual products and your most common cravings, so he'll make sure to stock up on things before your period starts. When the cramps start hitting hard he’s there with a hot water bottle and those magical hands of his ready to massage your lower back. And when the cramps get unbearable, but at the same time you're insatiably horny? Never fear, Kakashi isn't afraid to get his sword bloody!

♡ Scenting you. Just because you can't smell him on you doesn't mean that others can't. Most ninjas have a keenly trained sense of smell, and those from certain clans and bloodlines especially can pick up on scents and their meanings. Kakashi makes sure they know who you belong to and who they'll be dealing with if they so much as think about bringing harm to you.

You often wake to him nuzzling into your neck or wrists, lathing his tongue across your sensitive skin, sending a delighted shiver down your spine. When it comes to sex he never fails to scoop up his come as it drips out of your poor little swollen pussy and spread it across your pretty skin, embedding his most intimate scent into your flesh.

♡ When Kakashi is away from the village for long stretches, his scent eventually fades into a background note on you. Upon his return, he tends to be uncharacteristically tense and irritable until he's able to get his hands on you. It's not uncommon for you to find out about his return via him appearing seemingly out of thin air and whisking you away to a private location where he can strip you bare, pin you down, and cover you in his scent again.

Usually re-scenting you involves some intense nuzzling and licking across your body as well as lots of skin to skin contact. If he isn't injured and has enough energy be prepared for a good hard fuck, most likely with a hand around your throat and his sharp canines buried in your shoulder, the pain heightening your pleasure. As much as he loves filling you to the brim with his seed, on these occasions Kakashi always pulls out with a deep growl just in time to paint your chest and throat with thick ropes of his pent up come. If you want to drive him even more wild, treat him to the sight of you massaging his essence into those beautiful tits of yours. Then prepare for round two!

♡ Kakashi's prey drive is so fucking strong when it comes to you. This man derives so much joy and thrill from hunting you down and catching you. Of course you never stand a chance against him, but he lets you evade him long enough for you to enjoy the thrill of being hunted as well.

It can be scary knowing that such a dangerous man is lurking in the shadows behind you, but knowing it's your dangerous man gets you soaked. Which definitely doesn't help you evade Kakashi. He's got the smell of your arousal ingrained in his hindbrain, and the smell of your slick permeating the air is enough to make him snap. No more playing games, you better run because when Kakashi inevitably catches you you're going to be face down with his hand wrapped around the back of your neck as he mercilessly fucks you into the dirt ₊˚⊹♡

[cebwrites]

babygirl trifecta

i love them all so god damn much <333 extra notes and rambles under the cut for kakashi and law highlighting some differences as well as my journey with them!

well i tried to keep it brief but this ended up getting cluttered pretty quickly lmao, i can only hope it's legible for anyone who takes the time out of their day to read this

i already mentioned it but it really is funny how my little martini glass meow looks so much broader than kakashi (it's not even that much of an actual difference, i overlayed them to check!) it just looks like that because kakashi looks evenly proportioned but law has their cunty little whore waist TT0TT

in the five years that i've been completely absent naruto fandom circles i've gotten over my wild aversion to facial hair lol, what a weird hill to die on?? i'm still not the biggest fan of huge beards, but you put a mild stubble on a tired little guy?? i'll go bonkers bro, straight COCONUTS-- i draw law with a little extra scruff to their goatee and it's just sdfjskghdkfh!!! 💓💖💗💞 my baby's so masculine oh my gawwww <3333

i suspect it's aizawa who started it all and one piece just doubled down my slightly piqued interest (everyone was just so smooth in naruto and when they did have facial hair it was full beards and no inbetween, that's potentially what turned me off it initially lmao)

wrt law's pronouns i feel unhinged every time i have to talk about it but like skhdskgb i almost exclusively refer to them with they/them pronouns verbally (this counts maybe?? whenever i'm not writing anyway) but sometimes in headcanons or fics the "he" and "him"s just sort of slip out and they feel natural but not when i'm talking about them casually

by and large i'd much rather people use they/them for law when interacting with me but idk i feel compelled to "pick one" and it's one of those silly things that really shouldn't bother me but does sdkhfskgh

i doodled the old oc i used to have paired with kakashi (they still do live together somewhere in the back of my mind!) alongside law's little kirin chibi but they technically do have an OP version and that's vastly different from who they used to be in the narutoverse nobody's particularly interested in that but me but i still think it's a neat little tidbit :3

i could've easily done this interaction with iruka or shisui - since they were very much comfort characters too, hell, shisui even ended up as an OC (reiji!) cause i loved him that much - but ultimately i ended up picking my og naruto king 💕

okay that's enough rambling for one day, i didn't touch that much on aizawa because this is long enough as is sdjfskghkdg back to my little corner i skitter--

[revasserium]

Oh gosh your Naruto writings are unendingly gorgeous. Can I request headcanons for Kakashi and Temari falling in love with someone unexpected? Thanks so much ^_^ p.s. I hope you're safe and taking care of yourself

@bi-trainwreck hi darling <3 i am very much so and i hope you’re doing the same!  commissions are still open and you’re always welcome to send in suggestions/reqs but i can’t guarantee i’ll write all of them u__u <3 

kakashi: (temari under cut) 

he wonders if it’s just a spring-time thing, what with all the flowers blooming and all this sweetness in the air -- what with the way your hair falls just so over your eyes and the way his heart twitches at the sight of your smile; he wonders if he’s contracted some kind of hay fever, only except the usual coughing and sneezing and horrid sinus blockages, he’s got a tight stomach and an itchy throat and a strange aversion to meeting your eyes that he’s never had issue with before 

he makes an appointment with a medic and then cancels it the morning after 

he asks you out for tea and dangos instead 

he spends the whole time sneaking glances at the way the glaze of the dango balls glisten along your lips, takes way too long answering questions so mundane he wonders why he’s enjoying this conversation at all; but then you laugh and lick your lips and glance up at him to meet his eyes and the breath is kicked out of his chest for just a brief moment and he remembers -- oh. this is why. 

you wave him goodbye at your place and say see you next time, hatake-san and he spends the entire walk home wondering why he feels so hollow at the sound of your voice 

“i don’t get it,” is gai’s usual and well presumed answer; “what’s there not to understand?” is kakashi’s unhurried and nonchalant response; “you clearly like her”; “is that so?”; “stop avoiding the question.”; “i’m not.”; “are too.”; “are not.”; “rock paper scissors.”; “fine.” 

fourteen rounds later, kakashi sighs, staring at the open palm of his hand -- “maybe you’re right. but... i never thought it’d happen like this.” to which gai’s usual and well presumed response is a huge roar of celebration, his fists rocketing towards the sky as he monologues on the beauty of things as fleeting as youthful love; kakashi can’t think of a single reason gai would ever refer to him as youthful, but he’s learned not to question it 

“lets get dinner,” you say and kakashi blinks slowly down at you as if you’d just proposed to him in the middle of the street; you quirk your head, peering up into his one single rainstorm eye -- “you don’t want to?”; kakashi starts, shaking his head, “no! i mean -- yes -- ah...” you laugh, your hair falling over your eyes just so, the sound halting him in the tracks of his oncoming stutter-fest, something he hadn’t experienced since he was much too young to remember 

“so,” you say, when the pair of you resume your casual stroll through town; kakashi glances down at you, what little you can see of his cheek a hilarious shade of pink -- 

“where would you like to go for dinner?” 

temari: 

"this is not a thing,”; kankuro glances up from polishing his puppets, “seems like a thing cause you won’t fuckin’ shut up about it.” across the room, gaara spares the both of them a glance before going back to his papers, the white kazekage robes wrapping around his shoulders; temari glares at the both of them, cheeks blaringly red, “but it cannot be a thing -- i cannot let this, whatever this is, become a thing!” 

you walk in with a curious look on your face, blinking at the apparent upset, “uhm... is everything alright, kazekage-sama, temari-sama?” to which temari freezes, her eyes going wide as she coughs, “n-nothing! there’s nothing wrong! wh-why would you think anything’s wrong?!” 

after you close the door behind you, leaving behind a small stack of missions reports for gaara, he turns to temari with a deadpan expression, “please refrain from scaring my secretary next time,” to which kankuro cackles, his puppets clattering in his hands, “she could just pick someone else to fall in love with too.” 

temari promptly sends his face through the tea table 

she paces around her office, and she’s not a pacer, she’s never paced, but she’s pacing now, and chewing on her nails like some lovesick teenager and she hates it because it was not supposed to happen like this -- when she picked you to be the secretary to the kazekage, she’d done it because you were more than qualified, and okay fine, you’re pretty easy on the eyes, but what the hell kind of black magic forbidden jutsu bullshit had made her fall so damn hard for you out of seemingly nowhere? she doesn’t understand, so she paces, and then she paces some more. 

“temari-sama, the new security protocols you’re implementing have been executed --” you pause, blinking as temari walks over, crowding into your space, pressing her face to yours as if trying to check if you’re human or one of kankuro’s puppets; “te...temari-sama?” she squints, “you--you’re -- ugh, what the hell man,” she huffs and backs away. you cock your head, wondering if you’d offended her in some way, “temari-sama... is everything... alright?” 

she rounds on you, her cheeks flushed, her eyes bright, “no! everything is not alright! i just -- i mean -- who said you could be so -- so --” she throws up her hands, “pretty! or, or so thoughtful an-and funny when we all go out after work -- who said you could -- you could go and do those things in front of me --” she slumps against her desk, propping her hands on it’s edge to support her weight, “who said you could make me fall in love with you -- y-you had no right!” 

you blink; you laugh; a hand comes up to press against your chest -- temari jolts, looking up at you as you continue to laugh, stumbling back till you hit the closed door behind you, your cheeks flushing the same shade of pink as termari’s, but then, you glance up at her, a spark of mischief glinting behind your eyes as you say, “well, good to know that all my peacocking around wasn’t for nothing -- and here i thought you’d never notice me.” 

“w-what -- whatdyou mean?! that you were -- were trying to se-seduce me the whole time?”; you grin, coyly twisting a strand of your hair around your finger, “yep, and it worked!” “i -- that’s -- you can’t --” “i guess i could go let kazekage-sama that it all went well --” “wait gaara knew you were up to this?” you quirk an eyebrow, “who do you think suggested that i apply for the open position?” 

you let out a gleeful squeal as you dart to the left, temari lunging for you -- “kankuro-sama was in it too, if you were wondering --” temari growls as she tries to grab for you again but you slip from her, edging out the door to wave over your shoulder. temari pants against her doorframe, shouting, “you’re all fired! all of you! including gaara i don’t care if he’s the damned kazekage! you’re all! fired!” 

you let out a delighted laugh, blowing her a kiss, “of course, temari-sama! i’ll process the paperwork when i come in tomorrow then, hn?” 

[cyhyr]

Whumpmas in July: "Look At Me"

Fandom: Naruto

Rating: T

Pairing: Hatake Kakashi/Umino Iruka

WC: ~1640

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

A/N: I don't know how parole works in the best of cases so here's me avoiding the issue by having Iruka avoid it too.

Is this whump? It references whump, and it's heavy on the care/comfort, and honestly I'm using this month as a whump series and like. Today I just needed some fluff.

A continuation from "Mistake"

For @whumpmasinjuly prompt list

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For the first time in a long time—ever, really—Kakashi finds that he’d rather stay in the village as opposed to leaving for days or weeks at a time for missions. Alas, he is one of Konoha’s best assets, and a weapon is only good if you use it, right? So he receives his missions and keeps his pouches stocked and his kunai sharp, as always.

The change in his routine is Iruka. Then again, the change started back when he started seriously flirting with the other man; the routine hasn’t changed now that they’re dating, but it certainly makes it easier and they get less odd looks. But he makes time before he leaves to see Iruka and say goodbye. Even if he has to leave in the middle of the night.

It was how he let Iruka know he was serious about pursuing a relationship—that he woke Iruka up, tapping on his window, two weeks before they actually started dating to say goodbye. Iruka had worried over him, asked about his supplies, offered ration bars, and asked him to come home safe. It was what pushed him through sleepless nights, waiting for the right time to strike; that soft, sleepy, “come home safe.”

It still is.

When he gets back, every time without fail, he checks in with Tsunade, and then his very next stop is wherever Iruka is. He’ll sit on the roof of the Academy, wait at the Mission Desk, help with grocery shopping; whatever Iruka’s doing, Kakashi needs to be near him to come down from the mission high. Iruka seems to understand and doesn’t push. It’s wonderful.

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He’s two kilometers away from the village—two kilometers from getting to see Iruka again—when he notices movement in the trees a ways out. And sure, it could be another Konoha shinobi coming or leaving, but with the state of things can Kakashi really take that chance? If they’re ANBU, he won’t notice them. If they’re Konoha shinobi, they’ll appreciate his checking in. If they’re someone else… well, T&I has some fresh blood who need to whet their chops, last he heard.

Kakashi flashes silently through the limbs of the trees, looking for whoever caused that movement he saw. He moves for about five minutes before coming to the edge of a small clearing and stuttering to a halt.

Chakra wire?

He lightly runs his finger along it, testing the structure. Different villages have slightly different ways of building their tools. This is Konoha wire. Why so far out of the village, though?

A quick glance with the sharingan shows Kakashi a few more traps set up around the clearing, along with an opaque fūinjutsu barrier in the center. A barrier that he recognizes.

He smiles and replaces his hitai-ate. Carefully, he makes his way through the traps—now that he knows who set them, seeing the non-lethal way to get through them is fairly obvious. Iruka would never set traps with ways through if he were on a mission, but this close to the village? He likely feels safe enough to set his traps like such.

Kakashi stays vigilant until he reaches the edge of the seal and presses his palm along the firm, cloudy barrier. He only needs to wait a few seconds before the barrier turns translucent, and soon after that breaks apart completely.

Iruka sits cross-legged in the grass grinning up at him, a scroll spread out in front of him. “Hello, Kakashi,” he says.

“Hello dear,” Kakashi responds, and bends over to kiss Iruka’s head. Iruka closes his eyes and leans into the affection given, and Kakashi’s home. He steps around Iruka’s side and looks over the scroll. “What are you up to out here?”

“Practicing a barrier seal,” Iruka shrugs.

“And this couldn’t be done at your home? Or at a training field at the very least?”

Iruka shrinks.

Suddenly worried, Kakashi kneels in front of him and offers his hands. “Iruka?”

“I’m… Um.” Iruka slowly takes his hands, and takes a few deep breaths. “I’m okay,” he says in a smaller voice.

“You promised,” Kakashi says. “Just before I left, remember?”

“I do. I’m sor—” Iruka chuckles softly. “Thank you for reminding me.”

Kakashi brings their hands up to kiss Iruka’s fingers, smiling. “You’re welcome. Can you tell me what’s wrong?”

“I really don’t want to talk about it.”

“But should you?”

“Probably.”

Kakashi stares pointedly at him. They had spoken, just a few days before he left for his mission, about keeping open communication; they’d discussed Iruka’s triggers, his tells, his limits. They’d discussed Mizuki and how he’d treated Iruka, and small changes Iruka can make to shift his perception of the events of back then and how he responds to potentially triggering material now. They’d also heavily discussed Iruka seeing a therapist; while Kakashi was versed in field response for trauma patients, it won’t help Iruka in the long run. He would try anything to help Iruka, but he’s trained to take lives, not… whatever it is therapists actually do.

(He wouldn’t know; he’s been avoiding his own semi-required therapy for over ten years.)

Iruka swallows, saying, “Mizuki is receiving a hearing today for a reduced sentence. They had to move him through the village, from the prison to the Tower. I came out here to avoid any chance of seeing him while he’s in transit.”

Kakashi can be honest. He stopped really listening when he heard Mizuki and reduced sentence.

He’s been fantasizing about killing this man for weeks, and casually hating him ardently for over a year. Mizuki is out of prison for one day. He’s receiving a hearing to determine if he can get a reduced sentence.

He stands up and brushes himself off.

“Kakashi?”

He grins down at Iruka. “It seems I have another assassination to complete, excuse me.”

He turns and readies to jump back into the trees, but Iruka reaches out and snaps his hand around Kakashi’s ankle. Kakashi doesn’t turn back around.

“Kakashi please. Please don’t do this.”

“He’s a threat to the members of this village,” Kakashi says nonchalantly.

“He has plenty of guards and won’t leave their custody. Plus he has no way to mold chakra anymore. Mizuki’s no threat.”

“He’s a threat to you.” Kakashi surprises himself with how dark his voice gets.

“Mizuki hasn’t been a threat to me for over a year, and even then—”

“I have an obligation as your partner to end him. He—” Kakashi can’t say it. If he says it, abused, aloud, it becomes real. And if it becomes real, Kakashi will lose himself to hate and the chase of revenge.

Iruka hears him anyway. The fingers around his ankle tighten. “Kakashi, look at me.”

“Iruka—”

“Look. At. Me.”

He does. He turns his face down to Iruka and sees him, really sees him. Iruka has a gentle smile in his eyes and a relaxed posture. His lips are still in a firm, steady line, but he’s… he’s calm. He’s—

“I’m okay,” he says. “Really. Tsunade-sama… she already assured me that this hearing is just a formality given to prisoners around their one-year point, and that Mizuki isn’t getting out.”

“But—”

“Would you just… Just stay?” Iruka lets go of his ankle and folds his hands together in his lap. “I did come out here to be alone, but now that you’re here, well,” he smiles, but looks away like he’s embarrassed to say, “I’d rather be with you.”

Kakashi glances back towards the village. Two kilometers away, Mizuki was walking around with minimal guards. It would be so easy to just… slide a kunai across his throat and flash-step away.

“Besides,” Iruka continues. “While I appreciate you wanting to defend me, I’d rather Mizuki stay alive.”

“What? You’d—!”

“I’d rather he live with what he’d done, live with the consequences of his actions,” Iruka says, “than get to have the easy way out and die. He doesn’t deserve it. He’s not worth it.”

Kakashi doesn’t agree. But…

He can cede that it’s not his call to make.

“I have to send in a mission report,” he says quietly.

“Can I help you write it?”

Kakashi nods; the mission he’d been on was an A-rank, and Iruka has that clearance. He sits down in the grass beside Iruka and waits while his partner takes another sealed scroll from a pouch on his vest and releases the seal. A small stack of blank mission reports appear in place of the seal, along with a pen. He smirks at the readiness of his partner, leans against his shoulder, and waits for him.

Iruka eventually says, “Whenever you’re ready,” pen ready.

Kakashi begins giving his report orally, and Iruka writes it down for him. After a few minutes, he’s relaxed and calm enough that he can appreciate Iruka talking him down from going to kill Mizuki.

He finishes. Takes the pen from Iruka, signs the report, and tosses it away; then, he asks, “How secluded is this clearing?”

“I’ve been out here all day, but you’re the only person I’ve seen,” Iruka shrugs.

“Good.”

He slips his mask down, tips Iruka’s chin up, and murmurs, “I’d like to kiss you, if that’s alright with you?”

Iruka blushes; it’s always worth asking him for permission for this reason alone. “You don’t have to ask for that, Kakashi,” he responds, and brushes their lips together.

“I like asking,” he whispers into Iruka’s mouth. They lay down in the grass and forget the world. His report is finished and he can turn it in when Iruka’s ready to head back to the village. They kiss gently for hours, hold each other for hours, breathe and look at the sky and live in the leaves.

And for one afternoon, the shadow of Mizuki isn’t a part of their lives.

[aty-altiria]

Bolt

No 29. I THINK I NEED A DOCTOR Intubation | Emergency Room | Reluctant Bedrest

Word count: 1651

Universe: Harry Potter, Naruto

Pairings: Fem!Harry/Hatake Kakashi

Themes: Reluctant Bedrest, Hospital escapee, exhausted medical staff, pre-relationship

Summary: Hatake Kakashi slips from the hospital thinking he’s gotten away with it. He doesn’t know every nurse on the floor had watched him flee, and they already have someone set up to ensure he gets the rest his body is in desperate need for. For Holly, well it’s the sixteenth time she’s been sent to Kakashi’s apartment to ensure he doesn’t bleed out and die all because he can’t handle hospitals.

@whumptober2020

Second One >:D (No this is not a continuation for the other Kakashi fic, mostly because Minato lives in this one. But if you forget that fact then it totally could be...)

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Holly saw him stumble from the corner of her eye, though she didn't bring attention to it. She kept her eyes down; Holly pretended she hadn't spotted Hatake Kakashi climbing from his bed to the window, open it and hop out. As he vanished out of the window, Holly casually put down her chart and sighed.

"Are you going to handle that?"

Holly glanced to the side at the senior nurse who hadn't looked up either. She was focused on her paperwork, never even looking to where Hatake had vanished or to see when Holly had looked up. Yet she still knew all the nurses did. It was a gift cultivated quickly in Konoha's hospital, mostly because every single one of their patients did a runner at some point. It was a habit for them and explained by the excess of chakra within their bodies, among other things.

Holly could make quite the list of reasons why shinobi bolted from the hospital the moment they could feasibly move. An excess in chakra made any shinobi hard-pressed to stay still for long periods - unless you were a Nara. While sleeping anywhere but 'home' for a shinobi was just taboo in general. For some reason, that Iryo-nin could possess neutral chakra for healing purposes also freaked most regular shinobi out.

Either way, no shinobi remained in the hospital for long, and Kakashi, well, he was a particular case. He avoided the hospital like it had the plague, or as if he'd accidentally killed his best friend who'd worked there. The only time he was caught dead in the place was if his unconscious form was brought there. If it had, he was typically gone by the time he regained consciousness, set to bleed out in his apartment typically.

"I suppose so," Holly tossed her coat to the side and made her way across the room, "though it's a touch unfair, this is the third time this week."

"That's because Hatake actually likes you," drawled one of Holly's co-workers, "he doesn't slam the door in your face when you show up."

"He even deactivates the traps," sighed another who still had the scar from her first trip.

"It's like he's attempting to train you, like a cat."

"I thought he's a dog person."

Holly walked away as her co-workers argued their, rather pointless, point. She vanished into the hallway and turned on her heel; no one was surprised or even flinched when a crack of sound went off in the hallway. The hospital people were long used to her apparating; they considered it a version of the fourth's hirashin. Though it helped that Minato happily played into the rumour in thanks for Holly saving his life.

She landed outside Hatake's apartment where she'd been several times already and found Hatake had already made it there. Which was rather impressive considering the state his body had been in when he arrived at the hospital. Holly hadn't been working at the time, but she had heard he'd flat-lined four times before they got him back. By that point, the Hokage himself had dropped into her apartment to pull her into the surgery. A byproduct of Holly's 'Jutsu,' Minato was well aware of Holly's magic since a year before his son's birth and knew exactly what she was capable of and what she wasn't.

As a result of her nightly call, Holly knew Hatake really shouldn't be walking around. But she also knew he'd not get the rest he needed in the hospital. Not if he couldn't calm down.

"Potter," Hatake greeted as he staggered and braced against his door, "you cheated." It was said with an eye smile that Holly wasn't impressed with.

"Two choices Hatake," she said in return. He winced, from the pain or perhaps due to the blood leaking into the floor, or because he knew she was quite serious.

"Option two," Kakashi answered as calmly as he dared. Because the first choice led to him being escorted firmly back to the hospital, it involved the threat of Minato and Kushina. It involved him being spelled into the bed so he couldn't escape and getting to rest anyway. The second… well, Holly and Kakashi both preferred that.

"Come on then," Holly stepped forward and waved a hand at his front door. It opened with a click, the traps deactivating under her magic. Kakashi didn't so much as blink at this; he'd seen it all before. "In."

Kakashi forced another smile as Holy ushered him inside his apartment. As she nudged him toward where she knew his bedroom was, then right up to the bed. "Trying to get me into bed?" Kakashi teased, trying to delay the inheritable.

"Yes," Holly deadpanned. She was no longer a blushing maiden fit to burst at one innuendo, that no longer worked on her as it once had.

"Ooh, naughty- urk!" Kakashi tripped and fell into the bed; he gave a full-body wince as Holly forced him down. A noise escaped him that would have sounded quite a bit like a yelp of pain if it had been louder. Instead, it was just a sharp gasp. "Holly-" he choked out as she gentled her touch further. She really hadn't pushed him that hard, but apparently his pain-killers were wearing off.

"Kakashi, you need to rest."

"Can't-" he blinked his one eye at her. There was an expression she knew well, and it made her realize that perhaps his latest mission had a bit worse than she'd initially assumed. "I… can't… I was trapped in that dream… Holly-"

"Kakashi," she reached for and cupped his face, "why didn't you tell me." It occasionally happened for him, sometimes when he was hospitalized and forced into a healing coma, Kakashi dreamt. When he did… it was like a genjutsu, an endlessly repeating night-terror.

Kakashi didn't answer; he glanced away from her, stared at the nearby wall. Holly, to that, sighed. "Let me grab a potion."

"Don't think it'll help," he answered sullen and unwilling to accept much help, "the pain isn't the problem."

"Well, I'll grab a pain-relief potion as well, but that wasn't the one I was referring to." Holly fished a hand in her pocket. Kakashi didn't know it, no one really did, but she had been working with Inoichi to find a way to grow some magical plants in Konoha. The idea was to regain some ingredients that some of her potions required. Potions that Holly had been unable to brew since shifting words due to the mission parts.

One such potion had only recently been finished. Inoichi and Holly had made it a priority, especially for the shinobi forces and those forces' general mental health.

The potion in question was a dark purple, and Holly found it within her pockets relatively quickly. When she had it, Holly held it out to Kakashi, who gave it a confused stare.

It was a great measure of trust that Kakashi reached out and accepted it in his loosened fingertips. "What does this one do?" he took it in two fingers and peered into the vial as if it would tell him.

"That is a potion of dreamless sleep-" his fingers flexed, and the vial, had it been unspelled, it may have shattered from the sudden flex. "It's still on a trial basis, but I've had success the last few nights with it." She'd been testing the potion while he'd been on his near month-long mission.

The reluctance in Kakashi evaporated as he tugged the vial close to his chest as if she was going to take it back. "Instructions?"

"One sip a night, though if you drink it constantly, you'll lose your ability to dream at night." Some people preferred that Holly had considering her nightmares, so she wouldn't judge Kakashi for doing the same. "It takes effect within minutes of ingestion, and it will knock you out." That was a side-effect she and Inoichi were trying to take out. It was sufficient for a civilian, but no shinobi wanted to be in such a deep sleep to not awaken if an active threat appeared.

It was part of the reason she hesitated to give to Kakashi, he needed the rest, yes, but he didn't actually live with anyone that could watch over him while he slept. Beyond the dogs, she supposed.

Kakashi hesitated, but the desire for rest and a dreamless sleep eventually won out. "You'll stay?" he asked, trusting Holly in the same way he did Minato. Similarly, Minato trusted her after he learned she could take over someone's mind, steal all their secrets, or erase any memory she wanted to. Just like the way, Kushina and Minato let her babysit Naruto when they were on missions or busy. Or in the way, Kakashi let her into his apartment when he was that badly wounded.

"I will," Holly swore.

Kakashi needed no further prompting. He pulled the cork, tipped the bottle toward his mouth, took a sip, corked it, and set it to the side. "Also, I think I pulled my stitches… thanks, Holly."

"I hate you sometimes," Holly answered, now aware of why Madam Pomfrey had nearly pulled her hair out when Holly had been a girl.

"No, you don't." Kakashi's eyes fluttered shut, and Holly heaved a sigh.

"No. I don't."

[xuchihakumikox]

Everything (SasukexOC AU fic)

No words were exchanged between them the whole drive there, Sakura was more interested in chatting away on her phone than talking to her husband. She was trying to punish him for the argument they had that morning and he couldn't be bothered to try and put things right. He kept his eyes on the passing scenery, thinking about the stack off paperwork that would be waiting for him when he was back at work on Monday. He never wanted to take time off in the first place, especially since he wouldn't be spending it with their daughter. That alone put him in a foul mood and he didn't expect that anything was going to change that.

The weekend that Sasuke has been dreading for the past month took a sudden turn towards interesting when he spotted someone that he didn't recognise among their friends. She had long, glossy, black hair that brushed her hips, big green eyes that dazzled likes emeralds in the harsh midday sun and a curvy physique that he immediately pictured under his own. The smile on her luscious pink lips was a playful one as she patiently let Lee show her how many push ups he could do. When he hit five hundred she bent over to dry his sweaty face with a towel, revealing a generous amount of cleavage.

Naruto came over to greet them along with most of their other friends at the worst possible moment. "I'm so glad you made it, it's been ages since we last hung out."

"Yeah, I know." Sasuke replied absently, trying to peer over his friend's shoulder.

"How long did the drive take?" Ino was asking Sakura.

"Better be on our best behaviour now!" Choji joked, referring to Sasuke's job as a police officer.

Kiba laughed for barely a second before falling deadly serious. "Wait, you're kidding right?" His faithful dog Akamaru sat attentiveness by his side.

"Of course he's kidding. Why? Because Sasuke is off duty." Shino responded.

By the time they had all exchanged greetings the mysterious woman had vanished and Sasuke found himself in a dismal mood again, dragging their suitcase down the long hallway to the room Sakura had already picked out for them. He dumped the heavy case in the corner and perched on the edge of the bed. Thanks to the sheer volume of the dance music currently shaking the walls and the screeching laughter coming from his wife and her best friend Ino. he already had a pounding headache. At least there was alcohol, loads of it. If the weekend proved to be as mind numbingly boring as he suspected it would, he could easily make it all pass in an unforgettable blur.

When he rejoined the group the first thing he did was grab himself a beer, the lights had been dimmed and nearly everyone was dancing. Luckily Sakura was too busy gossiping to ask him to dance, he hated dancing, well he did until his cold, dark eyes sought out that girl again. She was dancing with Neji, her arms were stretched high above her head and she was twirling her hips in beautifully suggestive motions in time to the music. Neji had his hands on her hips, his eyes exploring her naked abdomen that her short top left uncovered.

"I bet coming all the way out here was a pain in the ass." Shikamaru appeared by Sasuke's side, clutching a drink of his own.

"Yeah. Didn't have much choice though." Sasuke replied, tearing his eyes away from the girl's sensuous movements to stare at his drink instead.

"Tell me about it!" Shikamaru laughed, nodding to his wife Temari, who was dancing with TenTen. "Even though it's a hassle, it's good to be all together again."

Sasuke nodded, he did miss spending time with his old school friends, especially Naruto, but as a cop he found it very difficult to relax. The more intense his job became the more he found peace in solitude. He didn't even really like being home much anymore, driving around for hours after his shift had finished just to escape from the nagging. There always seemed to be something that Sakura wasn't happy about, usually it was his job but following in his father's footsteps meant a lot to him, he wasn't about to quit and become a house husband anytime soon.

"Where's Naruto?" He realised that the host had been missing for a little while.

Shikamaru scanned the room, "Well, since Hinata's missing too, I think-" He was cut off by Temari pulling him on to the dance floor.

Sasuke stifled a laugh as his friend was dragged away, he wouldn't let anyone make him do anything he didn't want to, except when Sarada invited him to her pretend tea parties. He was still annoyed that he wouldn't be spending a weekend he actually had off from work with his daughter, she was the little light of his life. Even when his day looked bleak, she could make him smile just by calling him 'Papa'. A frown fell on his face as his casually observed the mother of his child already drunk, indulging in gossip and flirting with anyone that walked by. When she caught him looking she called him over and out of curiosity he went.

"Haven't I got the most gorgeous husband in the world?" She bragged to Ino, throwing herself on to him and trying to pull him into a kiss. He went with it for two reasons: boredom and that girl was still playing on his mind. The kiss did little for him though and he pulled away after barely a minute. As he drew back he felt his pulse quicken and it had nothing to do with the kiss, it was thanks to the woman who had suddenly appeared by Ino.

"You guys are so sweet! Now I really can't wait for Sai to get here tomorrow. Oh, I forgot to introduce you to my friend!" Ino giggled, throwing her arm affectionately around her friend's shoulders.

"I'm Mai." She said softly. "Can I get you all a drink?"

"I've heard a lot about you. It's good to finally meet you at last!" Sakura smiled and lunged forward for a hug.

Mai didn't seem opposed to the sudden embrace, Sasuke watched her slip her arms around his wife in return but could hardly believe his eyes when she made eye contact with him, the most smouldering gaze he had ever encountered that sent a rush of heat through his body, making his cheeks burn and his manhood twitch and harden. Her smile widened, like she knew exactly what she had just done to him. Against his better judgement, he allowed dozens of filthy thoughts to consume his mind and his tongue to run across his dry lips. His onyx orbs pierced in to hers with just as much force. If Lee didn't walk between them and break the heated exchange they were conveying through their eyes he wasn't sure how long he would have been able to stand there.

"What are we drinking?" Lee asked excitedly.

"Shots! How about we do them Mai style?" Ino grinned slyly at her friend.

Mai tossed her hair over her shoulder and hoisted herself onto the kitchen table. She lay flat on her back as Ino started filling the small glasses and laying them on her bare abdomen. The first time they had gone drinking together Mai had shown Ino how to never buy a drink again, letting strangers do shots off your body guaranteed a steady flow of alcohol all night long. It was one of many things that Mai did that made a night out with her unforgettable.

Soon enough a crowd had gathered round her and nearly everyone had taken a shot, even Naruto and Hinata.

"Your turn Sasuke!" Naruto shouted and everyone turned their attention to him as he silently moved over her waiting body and captured the glass with his mouth. He tipped his head back and felt the liquid burn its way down his throat. A single drip escaped his lips and trickled slowly down to his chin. He watched almost in slow motion as it dripped on to Mai's skin. He noticed that the others weren't paying attention anymore, half of them were falling asleep on the couch, the rest still dancing. Would anyone even notice if he bent down and licked it off her? Just as the thought crossed his mind, she jumped down off the table and caught the rebellious little drop with her index finger, which she then put into her mouth deeper than she needed to. His jaw dropped.

"I've got it. Next time you get me wet though, you'll have to lick it off." She smiled, her eyes flashing down to his crotch before returning to his face.

From head to toe, his entire body was throbbing with need. He shot through his friends, grabbing Sakura and practically dragged her to their bedroom. He ignored her questions, ignored her voice completely as she hit the bed with a soft thud. His eyes were on her face but he didn't see his wife, it wasn't her lips that he was kissing or her skin that he was tasting, it was Mai's. It took everything he had not to say her name when he came.

[onomatophia]

My Heart’s Been Borrowed and Yours Has Been Blue

Characters: Haruno Sakura, Uchiha Sasuke Pairing: SasuSaku

Summary: “Hey, do you want to get married?” Sasuke asks casually as if they’re out walking leisurely in a park instead of being in the middle of a fight with rogue ninjas. (Blank period SS, fluff)

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“Hey, do you want to get married?” Sasuke asks casually as if they’re out walking leisurely in a park and not in the middle of a fight with rogue ninjas.

And okay, that’s not exactly how he wanted to propose to the love of his life. Sasuke may suck at this romance thing but he knows well enough that proposing in the middle of a battle while sounding nonchalant about it isn’t exactly one for the books. 

In his defense, he did spend a lot of time thinking and planning how to propose months before this. It’s just that today, fighting with Sakura, her having his back and always making sure he’s not severely injured and simultaneously taking down their enemies with just a single punch to the ground just left him in absolute awe. Suddenly, he was hit by this sudden urge of wanting to marry her and keep fighting enemies with her until they grow old that his throat just closed in on him and the words stumbled out of his mouth. How he kept calm through it all, was a mystery to him as well. 

Sakura throws a punch effortlessly at an enemy running toward her before replying, “I don’t think now is exactly the best time for that, Sasuke-kun.”

It’s been a year since they left Konoha and started to travel around Fire Country. The past year was spent in bliss, learning each other and falling in love all over again. Getting acquainted with each other didn’t really take that much time because of the history they shared and before they knew it, they’ve already familiarized themselves with the other like the back of their hand. It certainly wasn’t long before they stopped the pretence of having to sleep in separate rooms or tents and decided that sleeping together was inevitable and long overdue.

They complement each other so well that they only have to share one look and they’d immediately understand what the other one is thinking. Sasuke thinks that if he had taken Sakura with him in his quest for revenge against Itachi years ago, maybe he would’ve accomplished things sooner. 

If Sasuke were a better man, he would wax poetic right there and then of how he couldn’t live without her, how she’s the sunshine of his life, how he’s never loved anyone as he much as he loves her, and how he probably wouldn’t bear it if he ever loses her. Even after having moved on from his past and having rid of his lust for vengeance, he is still not well equipped to handle these things called ‘emotions’. 

And because he’s Sasuke and he’s an idiot, he just points to a nearby establishment with an ad that says “50% OFF PROMO FOR NEWLYWEDS!” written in pink ink and inside a heart shaped wreath. “We should take advantage of that promo,” he says as he throws a couple of shuriken to their enemies jumping out from the trees where they were hiding. 

Sakura aims another kick at the ninja running toward her before she turns to him, mouth pressed in thin line. “You’re saying you want to get married just so you could enjoy a luxurious night in an inn?” 

He just shrugs, “That and the tax benefits, I guess.” His mouth twitches as fights off the urge to smile.

Sakura just rolls her eyes at him and blows the bangs off her face. For someone who’s fighting a dozen or so ninjas in the past hour, she looks absolutely pristine as if she just started her day and Sasuke might just pass out because she’s so pretty it should be illegal. 

“Okay,” she shouts as she jumps away, dodging the series of kunai thrown at her by their opponents.

“Okay?” Sasuke blinks. 

“Eh, I suppose you’re not bad in the eyes. And I could do with your fortune inheritance, I guess.” Sakura retorts to which Sasuke snorts. “We better finish off these thugs as soon as possible so we can still make it to the government office in this town then.”

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By the time they reached the town hall, it is almost sun down. They both look disheveled with their clothes all wrinkled and smudged with dust, not exactly the perfect attire for a wedding. The offices are about to close and night establishments are starting to open.

The civil servants are just about to leave and so Sakura had to resort to deception just so the town official would officiate their ceremony.

“Please, I beg you. I only have a few weeks left to live and I don’t want to waste any more time that I have left not being married to this man,” Sakura chokes out, letting the tears flow down her face. And to add to the dramatics, she then buries her face in her palms and wails her lungs off. 

Sasuke had to suppress the urge to laugh as he sees panic-stricken face of the town official. 

The man, Zenitsu-san, raises his hands in defeat. “Fine, fine. Just stop crying. I will marry you both right here, right now.” He then walks back to his office while grumbling not-so-discreetly, “Goddamnit, I hate this job.”

Sakura’s face immediately breaks out with a grin when she glances at Sasuke and starts pulling him by the hand to follow the town official, her excitement evident with every skip in her steps. Sasuke had to hide his smile because he just knows how dopey he looks right now and he can’t have Sakura seeing that because he’s got a reputation to maintain.

However, he stops her right before they enter the office when he is suddenly reminded of Naruto’s wedding. He puts his hands on top of her shoulders while Sakura stares at him, confusion written all over her face. “Sasuke-kun?”

Sasuke takes a deep breath, “Are you sure you want to do this? We could go back to Konoha, you know. Have our wedding as grand as Naruto’s if you want. I want you to be with your family and everyone important to you on our wedding day and-”

Sakura cuts him off with a kiss before he could finish what he was saying. “Sasuke-kun. You’re my family and the most important person in my life.” She then smiles at him, a smile reserved only for him, and places her hands above his. “Whether it be in sewer or in a dump site, I don’t care. I just want to be with you.”

Sasuke really, really, really loves this woman. He must’ve done something great in his past life to deserve her, to have someone like her love him unconditionally after all the stupid shit he pulled.

He was about to lean in and kiss her when he was interrupted by a loud groan coming from inside the office.

“Really? Really? You haven’t even signed any marriage application forms and you’re already kissing the bride? God, get your asses in here and fill up this forms so I could go home already. Ugh.” Zenitsu-san whines. 

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                            Certificate of Marriage

This certifies that Haruno Sakura and Uchiha Sasuke                             were united in marriage

             on the 30th day of July in the year 1980

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Sakura held up their marriage certificate in one hand as her other hand is currently occupied holding Sasuke’s hand while they walk to the direction of the inn they saw earlier.

“That was surprisingly quick,” Sasuke comments.

Sakura nods then proceeds to roll up their marriage certificate. “Well, it is way past his work time so he was rushing us. And apparently eloping is the trend nowadays, according to the grandmas I gossiped with around town. So the government had to be efficient as more and more couples are doing this.”

After filling up some marriage application forms and presenting their identification cards and birth certificates, the town official proceeded to marry them in his office with his secretary and a janitor as their witnesses. In just a half hour or so, Sasuke finally attained the greatest achievement of his life; marrying Sakura Haruno.

He is now a husband. He can now refer to Sakura as his wife. Holy shit.

“Ah finally, we’re here!” Sakura exclaims and enters the inn with Sasuke in tow. Sakura then brandishes their wedding certificate to the woman in the reception area. “We want to avail that 50% promo now.”

The woman smiles at them and hands out a pamphlet to Sakura. “Good thing you were able to avail our promo as we only have it until today.”

It was then that Sasuke saw the banner from their earlier fight, “50% OFF PROMO FOR NEWLY WEDS! UNTIL JULY 30 ONLY! (Includes a romantic dinner, spa, mud baths and other activities!)”

Sasuke narrows his eyes at Sakura, “Is this why you are adamant that we get married today?”

His wife just smiles cheekily at him, “What? You’re the one who suggested this in the first place, old man.”

“Can we get the key to our room now?” Sasuke asks the receptionist and practically hauls Sakura in his shoulder. He’ll show her who she’s calling an old man. 

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Sakura practically melts into the pillows and the blanket after Sasuke gently laid her down the bed who promptly joined her.

“I thought I’d be getting some action after all that,” Sakura says.

Sasuke gathers her into his arms and buries his face in the crook of her neck, “Mmmm so tired.”

Sakura pats his head and laughs, “Ah the ripe old age of 22, where our bones creak and our backs ache.”

They stay like that for a while, reveling in each other’s presence and feeling content with everything when Sasuke suddenly raises his head as if he remembered something.

“I forgot,” he says as he fumbles in the pocket of his pants.

Sakura just frowns at him and then gasps when Sasuke pulled out a small black velvet box from his pants. It doesn’t take a genius to know what’s inside that box.

Sasuke opens the box to reveal a simple ring with a gold band and a small emerald diamond in the middle. Simple and subtle, like their love for each other. He takes it out of the box and gathers Sakura’s hand. “Can I?” 

Sakura nods, tears welling from the corners of her eyes.

“Sakura Haruno, is it okay if you spend the rest of your life with me?” he asks quietly while slipping the ring on her finger.

Sakura just laughs as the tears fall from her eyes, this time they were real. She caresses Sasuke’s face and looks at him fondly, “I can’t believe you would propose just after we got married.”

Sasuke wipes the tears from her face and hugs her once again, “Just covering my bases, is all.” He then turns off the lamp next to their bed and settles them both in a more comfortable position. He yawns, “Good night, wife.”

Sakura sighs contentedly and burrows her face in Sasuke’s chest. “Good night, husband.”

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Notes: Anyway, I have no idea how civil weddings work. I’m just basing things from the tv shows i’ve watched lol. And I don’t know Sasuke and Sakura’s exact wedding date so I just put on the first date I could think of which was Harry Potter’s birthday haha.

[this-chan]

Ice Skating [Sasuke x reader]

《 Modern AU 》

☆☆☆

The horn of Itachi's grey Mercedes went off for the fourth time tonight outside of the Uchiha household. Because Sasuke's GTR was getting service, Itachi was the one to drive both (Name) and Sasuke to the ice skating rink.

"You're not gonna get cold in those?" Sasuke asked, referring to his girlfriend's black tights. "It's okay, I don't get cold easily."

(Name) checked her ponytail one last time and adjusted her faded yellow sweater. She walked into her closet and pulled out a box of yellow Vans, putting them on quicker when she heard the car horn go off again.

(Name) walked over to Sasuke and wrapping her arm around his. The pair walked out to the car. They both sat in the back seats, (Name) rested her head on Sasuke's shoulder, greeting Itachi.

The ride to the rink was fairly moderate, not too short or long, just a nice quiet ride.

The couple thanked Itachi and made their way inside, paying for their neon green wristbands. Beyond the paying booth was Hinata, Naruto, and Sakura sitting a table with their skates already tightly tied on. "Hey." Sasuke greeted as he walked past the table to get rental skates. (Name) sat at the table with the others.

"Sorry, did we take long?" (Name) asked awkwardly as she played with the straps of her mini backpack purse. "Nah, we didn't wait too long! Man, are you ready to fall today though?" Snickered Naruto.

Sakura rolled her eyes. "The only ones falling will be (Name) and you, Naruto. Sasuke and Hinata can skate. And I can manage just fine!" (Name) Giggled a little, enjoying whenever Naruto and Sakura had friendly arguments.

"I-I can help if you want, Naruto?" Hinata stated shyly. After being together for 8 months, Hinata was still shy around Naruto. "Really?! Aww, that'll be great!"

Sasuke returned with two pairs of skates in both hands; one for him, the other for (Name). (Name) mumbled a low thank you and started removing her regular shoes and putting on the skates. Sasuke did the same.

"Ah, I need a boyfriend like Sasuke, you two are so cute!" Sakura said, twirling a short strand of her pink hair.

"You'll need someone to even like you first!"

"Shut up, Naruto!"

☆☆☆

Finally, the five of them had finished putting their shoes in lockers and made it to the actual rink. (Name) was surprised by the automatic balance in the skates, as well as Naruto.

Sakura began her wobbly decent and Hinata helped Naruto on the Ice, trying to calm him down from his fear of slipping. (Name) Watched them with a nervous smile, holding onto the wall and refusing to move from the rink entrance.

"Do you wanna hold my hand?" Asked a deep familiar voice. (Name) quickly looked up at Sasuke, who had one hand casually in his pockets and was looking straight ahead. His other hand was sticking out, waiting for (Name).

"Y-Yes please!"

Sasuke snickered quietly as his girlfriend held tightly in his hand. He slowly led her onto the ice, watching in amusement as her face changed expressions from fear to cautious excitement.

The ravenette pulled out his other hand and held onto her waist, skating backward and gliding her around. "Wow... You're so good at this!"

The pinkette gazed in jealousy as she skated around the border. She watched Sasuke effortlessly skate around people and Naruto getting the hang of it with Hinata applauding. 'Stupid couples..'

Things were going nicely until (Name)'s long laces became loose and got caught in her skate. She let out a small squeal as she jerked forward, bumping Sasuke, and ending up toppling to the ground with him.

"Ouch... you okay, Sasuke?" Sasuke nodded, helping his girlfriend to her feet and helping dust off the stray pieces of chipped ice. (Name) shivered. When they fell, her top half was on Sasuke and her bottom half hit the ice, wetting her leggings. "Look who's cold," Sasuke remarked as he skated off the rink with (Name).

"That's only cause we fell!"

"Just admit I'm right."

(Name) took a seat on a bench, quickly hugging herself. Then, a black jacket was wrapped around her. She looked at Sasuke, who was now only in a plain long sleeve, and gave him a sweet smile. He'd never admit to it, but he desperately loved her smile.

"I'm gonna head back on the ice, we can start again when you warm up."

"Okay! I love you!" (Name) quickly covered her mouth. Somehow it just slipped, forgetting that Sasuke hated showing too much affection in public. "Oh! I'm s-"

"Love you too," Sasuke commented, not bothering to turn around. (Name) Just smiled again. 'He's such a softie..'

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Bad Advice

Fandom: Naruto Rating: T Pairing: Sai/Ino Words: 1906 Summary: Sai wants to ask Ino out, but isn't sure how, so he asks for advice. However, the advice he receives is questionable. Sai stared at Ino, before he remembered that it was considered bad manners to stare. He wanted to ask her out. Well, he thought he wanted to ask her out. He was still working on his grasp of emotions, and not particularly sure what this exact emotion was. But he thought he wanted to ask Ino out. He needed to gather more information before making the attempt, Sai decided. He considered the people he knew. Some of them were in relationships, surely they could help. A solid plan. The first person he approached was Naruto. He and Hinata had recently started dating, surely he would know something about asking a girl out. “Naruto, how did you ask Hinata out?” Sai asked his teammate. Naruto scratched the back of his head. “Y’know, I don’t actually know? It just sorta happened, and now we’re dating!” He grinned. Sai filed that information under his mental not helpful file. “What about now that you are dating?” Sai asked, trying a different tactic. “What sort of things do you do?” “Go out for ramen, mostly! Why?” Naruto asked, narrowing his eyes in suspicion. “Why do you want to know?” Sai shifted uncomfortably. “There is a girl I would like to ask out, but I know my social skills are still sub par, so I do not know how to go about it,” Sai said. “Who do you want to ask out?” Naruto asked. He stood too close, in what Sai’s books referred to as his personal bubble. Or what his personal bubble would be if he had one. “Who is it? Hmm?” Naruto pressed. “Ino,” Sai said. “Ino? Really? Well if that’s what you want… I guess I can help you out!” Naruto said. “What you need is a way to get her attention. You get most of your information from books anyway, so why don’t you try pick up lines? Yeah! That would work great for you! I’ll help you find some good ones!” Sai approached Ino as she worked in her family’s flower shop, trying not to fidget with the slip of paper in his hands. “Hey Sai, what can I do for you today?” Ino asked. Sai glanced at his paper. “Are you a ninja? Because you snuck into my heart,” he said. Ino tilted her head in confusion, so Sai tried another. “Are you a library book? Because I’d like to check you out.” Ino frowned. That was not the desired reaction. Sai decided to try his favorite line. “Life without you is like a broken pencil: pointless,” he said. “Sai, what are you doing?” Ino asked. Sai had one line left to try. Naruto had laughed for a solid fifteen minutes and said that it had to work. “Do you like raisins? How do you feel about a date?” He said. “Sai, are you trying to ask me out?” Ino asked. “Yes. Is it working?” Ino closed her eyes and sighed. “Let’s talk about it over lunch, ok? Mom! I’m going on my lunch break!” She called to the back of the store. “Come on, you can buy me lunch,” Ino said. She tugged on Sai’s sleeve, leading him out of the shop. “First things first,” Ino said, settling herself across from Sai in a little cafe close to the flower shop. “No pick up lines. No girl actually likes them, and they’re more likely to get you turned down without a second thought. What book suggested that? It’s obviously out of date.” “Actually, it was Naruto who came up with the idea,” Sai said. “Even worse,” Ino said. “Rule number one is no pick up lines. Rule number two is do not, under any circumstances, take dating advice from Naruto Uzumaki. He has no idea what he’s doing, and his relationship works because Hinata is clever and knows how to suggest things so he thinks they’re his idea. She's the common sense in that relationship. Sai, no, don’t write that down.” “But I want to remember your rules,” Sai said. Ino reached across the table, covering his hand with her own. “Not everything needs to have rules,” she said. “Just let it flow. Now, ask me how my day has been.” Although the pick up lines succeeded in getting Ino to have lunch with him, Sai didn’t think he could actually consider his objective achieved. He needed another resource, and decided to approach Shikamaru. He was dating that scary Suna kunoichi, Temari, and he had been Ino’s teammate for years. Surely he would have some advice on how to ask her out. He found Shikamaru at the training grounds, though he was lying under a tree staring at the sky instead of training. Sai mentally rehearsed the steps for polite social interaction before approaching Shikamaru. “Shikamaru? May I ask you a question?” “Yeah, whatever,” Shikamaru said, but he sat up. Sai sat on the grass facing him. “I would like to ask Ino out. You are her teammate, and also dating Temari yourself, what is your advice? How did you ask Temari out?” Sai asked. Shikamaru rubbed his neck. “Well, I never really asked Temari out. She grabbed my ass one day and that was that,” he chuckled. “Is that an appropriate form of courtship?” Sai asked. “For Ino? It will either work or land you in the hospital,” Shikamaru said. “You’ve got about a fifty-fifty chance.” “Those are not very good odds,” Sai said. Shikamaru shrugged. “Hey, what do I know? Women don’t exactly operate under logical principles. And do not repeat that in front of Temari. Or Ino for that matter.” “How am I going to figure this out if they do not follow the rules?” Sai asked. Shikamaru clapped him on the shoulder. “Dude. Welcome to real life. None of us know what we’re doing when it comes to women.” Sai stood in line with Ino, waiting for their ice cream before they met up with the others for a movie. He watched a couple several people in front of them. The woman casually tucked her hand into her partner’s back pocket. Sai remembered what Shikamaru had said about grabbing Ino’s ass. Perhaps this would be a good time to try. “Would you be opposed to that?” Sai asked. He really didn’t want to end up in the hospital. Then Sakura would yell at him as well. “What?” Ino asked. “That,” Sai started to point, then nodded to the couple in front of them instead. He remembered that pointing was on the list of Things That are Rude. Sakura smacked Naruto for it on a regular basis. Ino scanned the crowd to figure out what Sai was talking about. “You want to put your hand in my pocket?” She asked for clarification. Sai nodded. “Yes. Shikamaru actually said to grab your ass. But that it might also land me in the hospital,” Sai said. Ino’s eyes narrowed and her cheeks flushed. Sai shifted uneasily. “Are you mad at me, Beautiful?” He asked. Ino patted him on the shoulder. “Not at you, no. Shikamaru, however…” Her voice turned dangerous. “It’s not really his fault,” Sai said. He didn’t want to bring Ino’s wrath down on Shikamaru. “I asked him how he and Temari started dating, how he asked her out. He didn’t, she grabbed his ass,” Sai tried to explain. Ino patted him on the shoulder again and let out a slow breath. “Don’t worry about it, Sai. No one is going to the hospital tonight. And how about you hold my hand instead?” His goal of asking Ino out was proving more difficult than Sai had anticipated. His attempts just didn’t come off as planned, and he couldn’t understand it. Perhaps he needed the advice of an actual adult. He headed toward the Hokage’s office to find his team captain, Yamato, and ask his advice. He stepped into the Hokage’s office hesitantly. “I do not want to interrupt,” he said. Kakashi waved him aside. “I’m just doing paperwork, and you wanted to talk to Ten--- Yamato anyway, right?” Sai nodded. “Then talk,” Kakashi said. “Captain Yamato, I need advice from an adult. I want to ask Ino out, but am unsure how to go about it, and asking my peers has proven… Unsuccessful,” Sai said. “Oh dear lord,” Yamato muttered. “Who did you ask?” “Naruto and Shikamaru. They are both in relationships…” Kakashi snorted from his desk. “Senpai,” Yamato warned. “What? We all know that those boys got fucking lucky,” Kakashi said. “Senpai. Language,” Yamato said. Kakashi ingnored him, digging around in his desk drawers before triumphantly holding up a battered, brightly colored paperback. “This is what you need, Sai.” Kakashi offered him the book. Yamato paled. “Kakashi, no. You are not going to corrupt him with that trash.” “It’s not trash! It’s an epic romance!” Kakashi protested. “Look at page 273 for some good pointers, Sai.” “Senpai, that doesn’t work, and will never work!” Yamato said in exasperation. “It worked on you, didn’t it?” Kakashi said. Yamato turned violently red. “That is not what happened and you know it!” He hissed. Sai sighed, took the book, and left the office while Kakashi and Yamato were still arguing. Or maybe flirting, he wasn’t quite sure. So much for getting an adult perspective. “Ino?” Sai said, holding Kakashi’s book gingerly. She looked up, saw the book, and sighed. “Who’s idea was this?” She asked. “Lord Hokage’s,” Sai said. “Naruto might get to be Hokage after all,” Ino muttered. “I should kill him for this.” She pinched the bridge of her nose. “All right, what do you want to know?” After the Icha Icha debacle, Sai wasn’t sure if he should keep asking for advice or just give up. He had been avoiding talking to Sakura, because he knew it annoyed her when he quoted information from his books, and an annoyed Sakura usually meant he got smacked. But she was friends with Ino, and a girl, so maybe she could give him some advice. He knew her schedule at the hospital, so he bought her a coffee and waited until she had a break. “Thanks, Sai,” Sakura said, sipping the coffee gratefully. “I know that look, what do you want to talk about?” “Ino,” Sai said. “What about Ino?” Sakura took another drink of her coffee. “I would like to ask her out, and I have been seeking advice on how to do so ---from actual people, not books--- but all my attempts have been unsuccessful,” Sai said. “Yeah, I heard about some of those,” Sakura admitted. “Then what do I do?” Sai asked. “Have you tried just telling her how you feel?” Sakura asked. “Just tell her. Be straightforward, and see how she feels about it.” “Ino?” Sai asked, shuffling in front of the counter while Ino finished wrapping an arrangement. “Yes, Sai?” Ino asked patiently. He’d been wandering around the shop for the last twenty minutes without saying anything. “Would you be interesting in going out with me?” He asked. He focused on her with too much intensity, but Ino didn’t mind. “Of course,” Ino said. She smiled. “I knew you’d get there eventually!” “You knew I was trying to ask you out?” Sai asked. “Of course. You weren’t overly subtle about it. I like you too, Sai. But in the future, just talk to me about the next steps in our relationship, alright?” Sai smiled, a real genuine smile. “Alright.”