#kakasaku coffee shop au

[ksficrec]

Coffee Shop

By @leafytoo

Link: FF

Words: 28k | M | tw: – | Ongoing

A waitress in a Coffee Shop meets a mysterious stranger. Their lives and fates are tied together so much more than she could ever have imagined. A kakasaku AU. Multiple characters.

[m00nchildwrites]

For The Love Of Espresso- Modern AU KakaSaku Oneshot

A Modern AU Coffee Shop OneShot

Read it here on A03.

Summary: Never underestimate the power of coffee and a little discount.

Characters: Kakashi Hatake, Sakura Haruno, Ino Yamanaka, Anko Mitarashi

Pairings: KakaSaku

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"Ino!" Anko's voice made the two girls behind the front counter jump, "Do you have to look so bored? You're chasing the customers away."

The blonde rolled her eyes but picked her head up from the counter-top any way, "What customers Ms. A?"

Narrowed, dark eyes shot a glare from the window display, "Exactly. They've already ran screaming to that," she made a disgusted look and waved her hand, "that frou-frou place down the block."

"They go to Luna Lounge because they have free WiFi," Ino deadpanned. An annoyed snort from the window display was the only response.

Sakura wiped her hands as she finished cleaning the espresso machine, "They can afford free WiFi because they are corporate sell-outs that over charge for that syrupy sweet crap they try to pass off as coffee."

"See, that is why I will miss you," Anko sighed as she leaned against the counter, the exhaustion of the long day all over her face. She pointed a black polished finger at Ino, "Sakura gets it."

"Whatever," Ino rolled her eyes and stuck her tongue out at Sakura. Spotting the time, the busty blonde perked up, "Well, time to go," she untied her apron, "I have a date tonight."

"With Kiba?" Sakura asked.

Ino scoffed, "God no. We've been over for basically ever. Really forehead, where have you been?"

Puzzled, Sakura asked, "Wasn't your first date just last week?"

Waving her off, Ino gave her friend and boss the peace sign before the bell clanged signaling that she had left in a hurry.

Anko stared after her shaking her head, "Remind me why I haven't fired her."

"Because her boobs bring in tips," Sakura deadpanned earning a hearty laugh from the dark haired woman.

With a heave, Anko stood glancing over the new display arrangement in the window before nodding and stretching, "Alright, back to work. Time to sort through our stock room. And Sakura," she paused on her way to the back, "It's gonna be weird here when you aren't around all the time."

Sakura watched Anko's back as she went, a small, sentimental smile on her face. It might not seem like it, but coming from Anko that was the same as if she had just balled and hugged her and proclaimed how much she would miss her. Snickering at the thought of her hardcore punk boss crying hysterically, Sakura went back to tidying behind the counter.

A short while later as she was squatting down and organizing the small fridge under the counter, the bell above the door jingled. "Welcome to The Littlest Coffee Shop, where little rocks. How can I help you?"

Silence.

Sakura stopped organizing and listened, but the shop was quiet. Grumbling to herself about those kids from the bakery next door playing pranks again, she stood.

A tall figure towering menacingly over the counter made her jump and let out a squeak of surprise.

The figure jumped as well.

Looking up from the book he had his nose buried in, she instantly noticed his odd silvery-white hair and a scar running over one eye. His scarf shifted exposing his profile as he looked over his shoulder for whatever had scared her. She was surprised that he was much younger than his hair would have you guess. His straight nose and defined mouth was emblazoned into her mind as the back light from outside the shop silhouetted his profile. He was incredibly handsome. And dear Lord, was that a beauty mark?

Not seeing anyone else in the place that could've caused the pink-haired girl to spook like that, he turned back to face a slack-jawed barista. He gave a small smile in greeting, but she seemed to have spaced out. Uncomfortable with being stared at, he cleared his throat, "Um, what are your specials today?"

Sakura snapped out of her dazzled state. Her eyes focused back into the slightly wary gaze of the tall man, 'Oh, two different colored eyes.' She blinked, "Uh- what?" She asked lamely before her brain caught up to her, "Oh, our specials, right. Well, we have Iced Toddy's today for half price. If you are planning to hang in shop, our Vietmese Brews come with a free scone today. And bonus shots of espresso are just 25 cents in all beverages." They locked gazes as she finished.

When she blushed and averted her eyes tucking a strand of pink hair behind her ear, he felt his own face heat. Clearing his throat lightly, "I'll have a cafè macchiato, I think."

"No problem and what size would you like?" she asked as she rang him up, noticing with a small smile how his cheeks peaking over his scarf had taken on the slightest of flushes.

For the following week, the tall man with silver-hair came in the same time each afternoon. Each time, he would ask for the day's specials, but each time, he'd order the same thing.

Sakura didn't mind though.

Every time he came in, they talked a bit more. She liked the tone of his voice; it was velvety, even from behind that scarf he always wore. Though the lower half of his face remained hidden from view, the way his mismatched eyes would crinkle when he smiled gave away how often he did it when they spoke. With his odd silver shock of hair that always seemed to be windswept, his glasses he often took off to clean, and that ridiculous orange book he was always reading, he was an odd one.

"Tell me again what color this Kakatsu's eyes were again?" Ino's voice pulled her from her revere.

"One is dark gray and the other is reddish-brown," the spaced pinkette answered without thought as she stared out the window from their place behind the counter.

Ino laughed.

"Hm, what?" Sakura asked confused as she snapped out of her daydream.

Ino snorted, tossing her long ponytail over her shoulder. She shook her head, "You've got it bad."

"What? No I don't!" Sakura scoffed in denial even as her cheeks pinkened darker than her hair.

"Mhmm, whatever you say forehead," her so-called best friend teased.

_____Read the rest on A03 to find out what happens._______

[tipsyraconteur]

Good Boy

Well, hi there. This is a little fluffy something I started writing for KakaSaku Month, but I abandoned it. Then I decided to rework it to celebrate getting 100 followers, but that didn’t happen. So, let’s just say this is for my 150 followers mark. Enjoy!

KakaSaku, Coffee Shop AU

Word Count: 1.6k

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“Welcome to the Konoha Grind,” Sakura mumbled insincerely as she heard the shop’s bell tinkle in the doorway. She didn’t even look up, instead staring vacantly down as she finished wiping the counter.

It had been a long day, starting with a flat tire, followed by a nearly-failing grade on a particularly difficult anatomy test, and rounding out with a night shift at the coffee shop when all she wanted to do was sleep. It was enough to make her want to give up on med school altogether. 

At the sound of someone clearing their throat on the other side of the register, Sakura lethargically straightened and grabbed an empty cup and marker, ready to take the order. She barely even looked at the person standing in front of her. “What can I get you?”

“A medium flat white and a puppuccino, please,” came a male voice that, even to her tired ears, sounded deep and pleasant. 

Finally glancing up, Sakura paused in the action of writing the order. “I can do the flat white, but I don’t know what a puh— whatever you said is,” she said, studying the man in front of her. He was definitely older than her, but not as old as his shock of silver hair would've led her to believe. The fluffy navy scarf he wore wrapped around the lower half of his face complimented the blue sweater and jeans he’d worn against the brisk weather, and above the scarf his dark eyes were smiling. Her tired mind absently noted the long scar over his right eye.

“A puppuccino,” he supplied. “I think it’s a Starbucks thing?” He shifted the backpack strap slung over his shoulder as he watched her. 

Sakura blinked, frowning a little as she pointed at the logo on the cup that she held. “We’re not Starbucks. We’re the Konoha Grind. I can’t make those,” she said slowly, hoping he'd get the message this time.

“Sure you can,” he replied genially. “All you need to do is put whipped cream in a cup and give it to a dog. Instant puppuccino.”

Trying to scowl at him, Sakura ended up pouting instead. “You’re going to be difficult, aren’t you?” 

A quiet laugh floated out from the scarf, and he responded easily, “Maybe a little, but I think it’s kind of charming, don’t you? If it makes things easier, then I’ll just take the flat white.” 

Sakura gave a relieved sigh and resumed writing his order on the cup, glad he’d dropped the subject, only for him to add, "And a small cup. With whipped cream in it. For a dog.” 

This time, Sakura did scowl at him, which only made him laugh again.

“You’re not having a very good day, are you?” he said, tilting his head. 

“Well,” Sakura began waspishly, “It might have something to do with customers who think they’re charming giving me a hard time.”

He leaned in slightly, little creases appearing at the corner of his eyes as they smiled at her, and she found herself wondering what he looked like beneath the scarf. “I’ll stop giving you a hard time if you just give me one teeny, tiny little cup of whipped cream."

Trying to ignore her thoughts about what the rest of his face looked like, Sakura tipped her chin up willfully. “You don’t even have a dog.” 

His eyes creased again as he shifted the strap from his shoulder, swinging a black backpack around to his front. Sticking its head out the open zippered pouch was a grumpy-looking pug, the kind of dog that was so ugly that it circled back around to being cute. 

“Say hi, Pakkun,” he said. 

“Boof,” said Pakkun.

“Pakkun, haven’t you been a good boy? And don’t good boys deserve a puppuccino?” He asked the pug in a crooning voice.

“Boof,” Pakkun repeated.

Okay, that was pretty adorable. Sakura’s shoulders drooped as she gave in. “Fine. One medium flat white and one… I’m not saying it,” she finished imperiously.

He gave her puppy-dog eyes that perfectly fit the situation. “But you have to say it.” 

They stared at each other stubbornly for a long moment, and then Sakura sighed. 

“…Puppuccino.”

He beamed at her, his eyes twinkling, and she let out a huff that was half laughter and half exasperation. At that moment, she wasn’t sure what came over her—maybe it was the fact that he was kind of charming—but she suddenly added, “You haven’t given me your name.”

Without missing a beat, he answered, “You haven’t given me yours, either.”

Sakura felt heat rising to her cheeks. “I mean, for your cup. So you know it’s yours. I’m supposed to ask.” Great, she sounded like an idiot.

“Oh, really?” he asked, pausing thoughtfully. “I just wanted to know your name.” Before she had a chance to respond, he added, “I’m Kakashi.”

Feeling flustered and like she couldn’t quite keep up with the conversation, she said, “I’m Sakura.” Before he could continue, she quickly spoke again. “Your order will be ready in a minute."

Turning, Sakura moved to the hot bar as she scribbled his name on the cup, willing her cheeks to cool. She never flirted with customers, although they often flirted with her, but she was pretty sure that’s what she’d just been doing. Chancing a glance over her shoulder, she found that he was quietly watching her work, and she quickly returned to what she was doing. 

With the espresso machine brewing and the milk steaming, she reached for one of the small cups that they served espresso shots in and grabbed the whipped cream canister. With a slight flourish, she filled the cup with a fluffy spiral of whipped cream. Turning, she moved back to the counter and held it out to Kakashi. 

“One puppuccino,” she said, lips quirking slightly. 

Kakashi hummed in response, plucking the cup from her hand with long fingers. His free hand lifted to casually pull the scarf down, and Sakura swallowed. He was good looking—like, really good looking, with the kind of sharp features you expect to see in the pages of a magazine, complete with a beauty mark beneath his lower lip. 

When he lifted the cup to his lips and licked the tip of the whipped cream, his eyes meeting hers, Sakura felt the blood rush back into her face. 

“That wasn’t for you,” she squeaked, her voice embarrassingly higher than before. 

Holding her gaze and smirking slightly, Kakashi smoothly responded, “I’m also a very good boy.” Above the smirk, his eyes smoldered.

Sakura’s lips parted, but no sound came out. She knew had to look like a fish out of water and scrambled for something to say. Thankfully, she was saved by the sound of her friend and coworker Ino returning from her break and calling out a hello as she made her way behind the counter. 

“What is this, a medium flat white?” Ino asked breezily, answering her own question as she looked at the order written on the cup. Sakura turned to her and nodded unnecessarily, and Ino checked on the steamed milk. “I’ll finish it,” Ino said, her cornflower-blue eyes pointedly flickering to Kakashi. She clearly had a favorable opinion of their latest customer and wanted to take care of him herself.

Sakura held back a frown. She had long ago learned not to compete with her bombshell friend for the affections of men. Not that it mattered—he was just some guy. 

Right?

When Sakura turned back to face him, Kakashi was holding the cup for Pakkun, who was eating the whipped cream with great enthusiasm. The heated look was gone from his eyes, and the dangerous smirk was gone as well. 

“Your order will be ready in a minute,” Sakura said, for lack of anything better to say. 

He smiled a smile made more appealing by the fact that it was slightly lopsided. "You said that already." Sakura gave him a small smile in return as Ino stepped up beside her, holding the drink out. 

“Medium flat white for Kakashi?” Ino asked in a tone that was syrupy-sweet.

“That’s me,” he answered, his tone vaguely pleasant as he took the drink.

“Is there anything else I can get for you?” Ino asked, leaning on the counter. She even batted her eyelashes, something that made Sakura hold back a snort of disbelief. 

“No thanks, I have to get going,” Kakashi answered, moving back from the counter and lifting his cup in a lazy salute. “Have a good evening, ladies,” he said, his gaze moving from Ino to Sakura before he turned and headed for the door.

They both watched him go, because of course he had a fantastic ass, when suddenly Ino snapped to attention. “Hey, you didn’t pay for your drink!” she called, her voice slightly less sweet than before. 

Kakashi paused, halfway out the door, and laughed lightly, a sheepish look on his face. “Ah, well, you see… I forgot my wallet. I’ll get you tomorrow. I promise.”

Sakura and Ino both watched, a little shocked by his audacity, as he continued through the door—and then he paused, poking his head back through the doorway. His eyes were focused on Sakura as he asked, “Do you work tomorrow?”

Ino turned her head to look wide-eyed at Sakura, who blinked and responded, “I work tomorrow night.”

“Excellent.” He beamed at her, then pulled his scarf up and stepped through the door. The last thing Sakura saw was Pakkun’s face poking out of his backpack, before the door swung shut.

“Hmm,” Ino said, eyeing Sakura, an interested gleam in her eye. “He barely even looked at me. He seemed to be really into you, though,” she said, in a tone that implied that she found it deliciously scandalous.

“Maybe,” Sakura said noncommittally, but when she turned around to join Ino in cleaning the bar, she couldn’t hide the smile that crept over her face.

[ryekiree]

modern kakasaku headcanon? pls

Hey! I think it'll help a bit if it were a bit more specific.

But one of the headcanons I have in mind for modern aus is the way they always meet uninentionally within the city. They don't know each other, but they always bump into each other almost every day. Kakashi could never forget her pink hair, and Sakura always thought of him as a "fit" old man (because of the gray hair lol). They bump into each other almost everywhere - in parks, in coffee shops, train stations, bus stops, even in the local supermarket. The most ridiculous one yet was at the convenience store at the ground floor of Sakura's apartment building. Sakura speaks to him first though, but Kakashi would be an asshole and ignore her attempts at conversation. He leaves the store while she's talking and she's too annoyed to even bother. But then, Kakashi goes back to the convenience store three days or a week later, and she sees him and ignores him. He walks up to her and tells her he's an asshole (which she agrees) and proceeds to apologize. She doesn't say anything about the apology, just leaves him there, making him look dumb. But in Sakura's mind, she had her revenge.

So in the next time they meet, she talks to him again - then ends up being alone again. Lol it goes on three more times, but then Sakura grows tired and she just asks him out for coffee. He says yes, of course. ;)

[bluefurcape]

CURRENT WIP

down, down, down - same age AU, coffee shop AU

When It Rains - memory loss, post ending but non canon

Together With You - apartment au, pure fluff

COMPLETED

Heavy Reading - unspecified timeline, light fantasy AU within regular narutoverse, smut

Another Life - post canon fix-it, smut

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Road of Life - snippet collection

Marked By Fate - soulmate AU, smut

The Goddess In the Tower - light fantasy AU, based on Rapunzel, smut

Sakura and Kakashi - post ending but non canon

what remains - kakashi only, sad fic

Seven Flowers - light fantasy AU, Sakura isn’t a shinobi

Death and the Blossom - hades/persephone retelling, light fantasy AU, smut

Disruptions and Balance - post ending but non canon, smut

First - unspecified timeline, smut

Cry Baby - friendship

OTHER LINKS

ko-fi

kakasaku playlist

kakasaku playlist 2

[briefololtragedy]

Pizza making

Pairing: Kakashi x Sakura

Rating M

Summary: Kakashi decided to treat a certain pink haired coffee shop owner to dinner. A romantic night almost came to a crashing hault with a silly apron, but Sakura would make it up to him.

This story developed a mind of its own.  It was just supposed to be them making dinner together. Oh well ...

4th installment of my KakaSaku coffee shop AU Part I Part II Part III

Also posted on AO3

Kakashi looked around his house trying to make sure everything was in its rightful place. He was not a slob by any chance, but tonight was special. He and Sakura had been dating for about a month. A smile came over his face when he thought back to their first date: how she pulled the book out of his hands, their long awaited kiss, and so much more. She also told him he was not allowed to read for anyone but her. ‘Your voice is like liquid sin. I refuse to allow anyone else to hear it. I want it all for myself.’ He then proceeded to make sure her voice became hoarse, wanting it all to himself. 

Shaking his head he went back to the task at hand. Sakura had finally completed her catering job, he had gained a few pounds due to being her official taste tester. She was completely exhausted after the job and he wanted to treat her for once. This led to Kakashi standing in his kitchen. He had spent the last two hours cleaning, while he knew Sakura didn’t care about dog hair being everywhere he did. He made sure all the manuscripts he was working on were put away, no longer where they scattered on his desk, coffee table, and kitchen table. He couldn’t believe it when he found a missing chapter of one of the books mixed into one of the others. His Icha Icha collection was tucked away as well, although Sakura did mention a certain scene in one of them. No, he needed to focus. 

Yet again Kakashi was looking around his kitchen. It took him forever to figure out what to make for them tonight. He finally decided on homemade pizza. While he was no chef he did know how to make a kick ass pizza dough, thanks to being stationed in Italy at one point. He had made the dough before he started to clean and was ready to get it out of the fridge. He looked around trying to prep the toppings. A bark got his attention. 

His dogs were staring at him again, Pakkun in particular. Over the last few months he couldn’t understand what was up with Pakkun. He thought he may have come down with something and had taken a break from taking him to Sakura’s coffee shop. He didn’t want to get any of the other dogs that visited there sick. Kakashi had taken to working for part of the day at her shop as well, wanting to be around her as much as possible. Jiraiya was fine with it as long as he got his work done, he was lucky he could read anywhere. Well he could read anywhere when he wasn’t distracted by his favorite view. 

Soon the doorbell rang, prompting all the dogs to go running. Crap he forgot to put them in the backyard. He set down his knife that he was using to chop the eggplant. Getting to the door was like going through a maze. Bull refused to move at one point, his deep bark cutting through the others. After a 5 minute struggle he was able to open the door. 

“Sorry I’m early, but thought it would be nice to help you cook. Plus, I really wanted to see you.” Sakura was wearing simple black skinny jeans with a long sleeve light blue shirt that revealed her right shoulder, he could see her black bra strap with how the shirt was sitting. He soon found arms around his neck and a kiss on his cheek. Kakashi pulled her into his house, closing the door behind her with his foot. He tilted her head up and captured her lips. He always loved the taste of coffee and whatever flavor profile she was experimenting with. Tonight it was blackberry. Their tongues started to battle for dominance, hands exploring each other. 

A few whines and Pakkun pawing at Sakura broke their kiss apart. “There is my favorite customer. I’ve missed you, hope you are starting to feel better, little one.” Sakura bent down to give Pakkun a scratch behind his ears, making the pug melt like butter. 

“Are you going to introduce me to the others?” Kakashi wasted no time in introducing Sakura to all his other rescue dogs. Sakura was over the moon in getting to meet the dogs she had heard so much about. She always wanted a dog, but never got around to getting one. Sakura then took Kakashi’s hand. “Lead me to the kitchen chef.” She couldn’t help the smirk crossing her face. 

Sakura then took in Kakashi’s appearance. It seemed no matter how many times she saw this man he would make her heart beat like she just ran a marathon. His outfit was simple with grey jeans and a black T-shirt, what got her to stop in her tracks was the apron he was wearing. She then broke out into a fit of giggles. 

“What are you wearing?” Kakashi had to raise an eyebrow at that. “Clothes?” After a brief pause he realized what she was staring at. He looked down in horror, forgetting that he had put his apron on when he made the pizza dough and decided to keep it on while cleaning. The blood drained from his face.

Sakura started to laugh harder, tears falling from her eyes. The most gorgeous man she had ever met was wearing a ridiculous green apron with pictures of three men plastered all over it. Each picture had them in various poses and scenes. One of the men had thick eyebrows and seemed to favor the peace sign in his pictures. One had spiky brown hair and black eyes who was usually pictured with some sort of plant. The final guy she had seen in her shop a few times, he always had a toothpick in his mouth, and each picture was with different women.

“I forgot I had this on.” Kakashi went to hastily remove the offending piece of cloth from his body. “Where did you get that? Did you lose a bet or something?” Kakashi didn’t answer. 

“Oh my god you lost a bet! What was it? Oh please tell me.” Sakura had her hand on his arm tugging at his sleeve, giving him the puppy dog eyes. 

“It was stupid really. I don’t know why I kept this stupid apron.” Sakura continued to stare at him and he caved. “We made a stupid bet one night when we were drunk. Gai was saying how he would make the prettiest woman out of the group. This led to a huge debate and one thing led to another, soon it was decided that each of us would wear a dress and heels. We then had a show in front of our friends. One of them decided the best course of action would be to do a sexy dance as well. The loser would have an apron made with the others pictures on it that they would have to wear to work for a week.” Kakashi figured she would figure out the outcome. 

Sakura continued to laugh, her sides were burning. “Please tell me there are pictures!” When she cleared the water from her eyes she looked at Kakashi, he looked like a kicked puppy. She went over to him, her hands weaving through his hair. “I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings. Should I make it up to you later?” She started peppering kisses up and down his throat. Her hands messaging the back of his neck. Sakura soon felt his hands grasp her ass pulling her closer to him. “That may make me feel better. First things first, let's get dinner ready.” Both of them summoning their self control they pulled away from each other. 

Kakashi started to chop more topping options. He thought chicken, caramelized onions, and garlic would go nicely with the eggplant. He also wanted to do a traditional margherita pizza as well. “What do you want me to do, chef? I’m at your disposal.” That little minx, he at times forgot how sultry her voice could sound. It was like a jolt of lightning  when down his spine. 

“You are supposed to relax while I cook for you, but if you insist, you can assemble the salad. I have everything already to go into it.” They fell into an easy silence, standing next to each other, sides touching. Once Kakashi was happy with how the toppings looked he was ready to roll out the dough. He floured his counter, cutting the dough into equal halves. 

“Do you want to help stretch out the dough?” Sakura looked at him with a glint in her eyes. She had taken one of the halves playing with it in her hands.  “I may need some help Chef. Could you show me what to do?” She made sure she didn’t over work it. 

“First you have to flour your work surface, we don’t want the dough to stick.” Kakashi stood behind her, guiding her hand to the flour and helping her sprinkle it. “Don’t be too handsy, we don’t want to overwork the dough.”

“What’s wrong with being handsy?” Kakashi had to brace himself with the counter, caging her between his arms. He had to rest his head on her neck. “We don’t want tough pizza dough. It doesn’t take kindly to rough treatment.” Kakashi couldn’t help himself as he pressed her against the counter more. 

“Hmm. Can you show me how to do it?” Sakura put her hands on Kakashi’s. She was starving currently and hadn't meant to enter this game. Her heart started to pound when his hands went over hers, helping her pull at the dough. “Gentle pulls as you rotate the dough. That’s it, you are doing such a good job.” Sakura rested her head against his chest, closing her eyes. 

“That look’s perfect. Are you ok with putting the toppings on this one, while i get the other one ready?” Kakashi loved the feel of her body against his, but he will not forget his goal for the night. He was going to treat her to dinner that he made and dammit they will get to enjoy it while it is fresh out of the oven. 

Sakura settled into making the margherita pizza as Kakashi made quick work of rolling out the other pizza. “Show off.” She couldn’t help it as she watched him toss the dough in the air and soon placed it on the counter. It seemed before she could blink both pizzas were in the oven. Kakashi had poured her a glass of wine and started to show her around. 

Sakura took in Kakashi’s house. There were hardwood floors throughout, the walls were shades of greys, he had some old fashioned light fixtures and pictures of his various dogs on the hallway walls. She was surprised to find that he lived in one of the older row houses in the city. The molding looked to be the original mahogany wood. The doors were custom made and looked to be 10 feet tall, at least, taking her back to an older time. She could tell that his dogs meant a lot to him. She was excited to see his office, he had told her about all of his books, and she couldn’t wait to see them. 

As Kakashi led her through the door to his office she found herself lost for words. There was a mid century modern desk in the center of the room, the walls were a deep forest green. Manuscripts scattered about,  a sleek top of the line desktop, and an old leather chair light brown in color. However the true show stopper was the built in bookcases. Taking a deep breath she could smell the old leather bound books and wood. Sakura dragged her hand along the spines of the books, her fingers occasionally tracing the embossed lettering of the books. 

Kakashi took in Sakura’s eyes full of wonder as she walked around his office, she looked like a kid in a candy store. “This is marvellous. All the inspiration from being around these books… you have so many first additions!” Kakashi went to stand by her, he liked the picture she made standing in his office.  Before he could speak the sound of the timer going off interrupted him. 

“It appears dinner is ready. Do you have a preference for where we eat?” Kakashi went to take the pizzas out of the oven, as Sakura went to dish up the salads. “It’s a beautiful night out, do you have a patio set?” Sakura was watching him as he took meticulous care of cutting the pizzas. “ It just so happens I do.” 

“Let's eat outside.” The dogs excitedly barked as the duo moved outside with their food and wine. Sakura’s stomach was rumbling loudly with the prospect of eating soon. The moment they sat down she couldn’t help it as she started to eat. “Mmmm… oh my god this is so good.” Sakura was in bliss, it had been so long since someone had cooked for her, let alone anything this delicious. She couldn’t control the sounds coming out of her mouth. 

Meanwhile Kakashi was becoming slightly uncomfortable. The sounds she was making should not be allowed and the almost orgasmic look on her face. Kakashi never thought he would be jealous of a slice of pizza. He had to shift in his seat and he attempted to enjoy his meal. 

“I didn’t realize you were such an amazing chef! I don’t think I have ever felt so spoiled before.” Sakura was on cloud nine, she didn’t realize that Kakashi looked puzzled. “You are treating pizza like I made some sort of rare delicacy.” Sakura opened her eyes and looked at him. “Most of the time someone offers to cook something for me they start out making it, but they then end up having me do most of the work and clean. So this is the first time that I didn’t actually do all of the work. You are the first one who actually had most of the meal ready before I got here. I think most of the time the guys who had offered always intended for me to do all the work, but didn’t want to say it out loud.” 

Kakashi’s eyes softened, even someone who cooks all the time deserved a break. “ I guess I’ll keep spoiling you then.” They fell into conversation about their day. Sakura described how Konohamaru was trying to impress one of the other workers only to fall flat on his ass when trying to do a parkour move. Sakura and Kakashi had ventured over to his swing bench, it was more of a bed then a bench. Kakashi was laying on his back with Sakura partly covering him, they both were gazing up at the night sky. He had his arm wrapped around her and couldn’t help but venture down her backside. 

“Jiraiya is having a hard time finding another person to do the audio for his new book. He actually had an idea I wanted to ask you about.” Why the hell was he bringing this up now, he didn’t want to kill the mood. 

“Hmm do you really want to talk about work right now?” Kakashi had to lift his head as he felt her straddle him. Sakura started to kiss along his jaw and ventured down his neck. “What are you doing?” He could feel her hand travel down to the button of his jeans undoing them with ease. Sakura then started to move down his body, trailing kisses along the way. 

“I hope you didn’t forget my offer from earlier.” Kakashi had to lean his head back. How could he foget her offer from earlier about making it up to him for laughing at that stupid apron. He could feel her move his jeans out of her way and then his boxers. Kakashi was already semi hard from just laying next to her and groping her ass. 

“Sakura” he moaned out loud. She was working him first with her hand, she had settled for a lazy pace and long gentle strokes. “I can never get over how beautiful your cock is, how it stretches me so deliciously.” Sakura had taken to licking the head of his penis, just working the tip. She then went towards the base, working his balls at the same time, she slowly ventured back up and in one motion she encased him with her mouth. She took him all the way in, gentle suction at first then she started to bob her head up and down. She used her hand to message him, as she worked him with her mouth. Whenever she got to his tip she would swirl her tongue around his head before heading back down. He could feel the pressure building. “I’m going to cum!” Sakura just gave him a hum as he released into her mouth, she swallowed it all. 

Kakashi was brought back to the present when he felt her shift on him. She was now sitting on him, her hips slowly grinding into his now flaccid member. She licked his neck and soon their lips were connected. Kakashi could taste himself on her, but didn’t care. His hands started to explore. He  started at the back of her neck and then ventured to the hem of her shirt and went under to his first goal. He could feel the lace pattern on her bra, tracing the outline of her breasts, with ease he unclasped her bra. His hands went to her nipples, pinching them as he sucked over her shirt. Sakura didn’t seem to mind as she somehow removed her bra without taking off her shirt. Her sounds encouraging him more, plus those hips grinding into his lap. He could feel some wetness on his member and had to look down. She wasn’t wearing her pants anymore. 

“When did you? How did you?” His member was back to life. “Uhh! I re...removed them….when I was …. Oh … sucking you… needed to touch my… myself… they got in the way.” If it was possible he got even harder, he couldn't believe he missed her pleasuring herself while also pleasuring him. “ I need you inside of me now!” Sakura took hold of him and slowly sank down, both of them letting out moans. He could feel her hands on his chest as she set her pace, it was fast and erratic. Her inner walls clenching him tightly. 

Sakura was in heaven. He always stretched her in the most amazing of ways. Trying to keep her balance was difficult due to the swing moving back and forth under her actions. She had to lean over him, bringing him in for a kiss as she tried to continue. Kakashi’s hands went to her hips, helping her move up and down. She could hear his moan in frustration and before she knew it their positions were flipped. Kakashi wasted no time in picking up his pace, he was going hard and fast. “Oh god...harder… so close.” her legs wrapped around him bringing him in closer. Sakura brought her hand to her clit rubbing circles. It didn’t take long and Sakura found herself arching back. Her walls tightened as she came. 

“Fuck!” Kakashi’s deep voice made her tighter. Kakashi could feel her walls milking him as she came. He continued to pump in and out, soon he found himself joining her in completion. 

Kakashi rested his head in the crock of her neck as he came, moaning her name. He felt like he was moving and soon realized it wasn’t due to his orgasm, but their current location. They were still on his swing, outside, where the neighbors could see if they decided to peak outside. Sakura’s arms wrapped around him and he found his words cutoff before he could even speak with her lips. Her squeak broke the kiss when he laid down on top of her. He quickly rolled to his side taking Sakura with him, he realized they were still connected. 

“That was amazing.” She swung her leg over him, bringing their bodies closer. Kakashi had to look around, he didn’t see any of his neighbors, thankfully most of his yard was hidden by all of the trees and bushes surrounding the perimeter. 

He started to feel raindrops as they laid there. “We should move inside.” Sakura had nuzzled into his neck and he could feel her smirk. “But you are inside.” This woman was going to be the death of him, especially as she wiggled her hips. He could feel himself stirring again. 

“Inside the house, it looks like it is going to rain soon.” Sakura’s pout was adorable as she agreed. Begrudgingly he pulled out of her, feeling their fluids dripping onto her thighs, and put himself back in his pants. Kakashi then took to looking for her pants to give to her. 

Sakura had sat up, feet dangling over the edge of the swing. The moment she saw Kakashi pick up her discarded bottoms she got up. Her shirt was long enough to cover her enough, as it just fell a little higher than mid thigh on her. When she got the idea to have sex on the swing, she realized her shirt would provide her just enough cover if any of the neighbors saw them. If Kakashi had tried to take her shirt off she would have protested, but was surprised to find him just going to undo her bra. She thanked years of locker rooms during her athletic years as she removed her bra without needing to take her shirt off. She was self conscious in her younger years and never comfortable with her smaller chest. 

“I don’t think I need those yet, in fact you have a little too much on. Come on let’s get inside.” Kakashi looked dumbfounded as Sakura waltzed into his house, his dogs following her. He couldn’t help but zero in on her fabric covered ass. He got just a glimpse of her bottom cheeks as she stepped into his home. She turned her head to look at him with a mischievous smile on her face, lifting her shirt over her head. 

“ I don’t think you have shown me your bedroom yet.” Kakashi quickly scrambled in after her, discarding his clothes the moment he closed his back door. Her giggles filled his home as he lifted her into her arms carrying her to his bedroom. As he crossed the threshold he closed the door, he didn’t want to be interrupted by creatures with 4 legs. 

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Sakura woke to the delicious smell of coffee wafting through the air. She stretched her limbs, burrowing herself in the comfortable bed and blankets. She soon heard a door open. “No, don’t jump on the bed.” Before she knew it four dogs joined her on the bed, lifting her head up she saw Kakashi holding two coffee mugs. “Coffee.” She greedily reached out to take one of the mugs, sitting up and reclining against the headboard. Kakashi joined her, one of his arms draping over her shoulder as he pulled her closer to him. They drank their coffee in silence for a few moments. 

“What was it you wanted to ask?” Kakashi almost forgot he mentioned that. “Well, Jiraiya got an idea to have two people read for the audio recording. He wants a male and female to read, and he wanted to see if you and I would do it.” 

Sakura spat out her coffee. “What! You can��t be serious.” Sakura had been joking when she said she didn’t want Kakashi doing the audio part, she hadn't realized he would take it seriously, and now this. 

“It could be nice and you would get to see where I work.” Sakura couldn't resist the chance to see him at work. “Fine.” Sakura soon found her coffee mug being taken out of her hands and she was pulled down. “Let's make sure we have enough reference material then.” 

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Pakkun’s thoughts

Pakkun didn’t like that Kakashi was busy in the kitchen. He also didn’t like that he hadn’t been to the coffee shop over the last couple of weeks. His hope faded every week for unlimited treats. Pakkun also realized Kakashi was in a happier mood. Tonight would seal the deal that a pretty pink haired coffee shop owner would never be in his life, Pakkun just stared at his owner. 

He heard the doorbell ring. All of them rushed the door wanting to know who was coming over. The moment it opened Pakkun’s heart soared, it was Sakura. Soon the two were kissing and talking. Pakkun couldn’t help but walk over to her and demand attention. He refused to share with the others, he met her first. The ear scratches didn’t last long enough. Soon he was watching them making dinner together and walking around the house. Pakkun realized how perfect the two fit together. 

He sat with the rest of the pack as they watched them eat, he cheered internally when the two laid together on the swing. However, Pakkun had to evert his eyes with what soon was taking place, but he could still hear the sounds. The two were acting like animals. When they were done he was happy to see them go inside, where humans should spend their quality time. The night was filled with more sounds behind a closed door. 

Now Pakkun found himself kicked off the bed after Kakashi laid Sakura down, her moans filling the air. Pakkun and the rest decided it was a good time to give the two space. As he turned to leave he couldn’t help his tail wagging. His plan worked perfectly. 

[officerjennie]

Fic Raffle!

This old bitch hit a goal mark on AO3 (and is exceptionally close to hitting one here on tumblr as well), so I’ve decided to share some of the good with all of y’all that brought it to me!

In order to enter this raffle, all you have to do is like or reblog this post! No need to follow me (though new followers are always welcome) to get your name in the list.

Since I’m a touch busy atm with commissions and the like, this raffle will be for short stories only and will only have two winners. Each winner can choose a pairing and a trope of their choosing from the list below the cut! (thanks to @raendown for the list!!)

The raffle winners won’t be announced until November 1st, so there’s plenty of time to get your name in there! As for pairings I’ll be willing to write for, a non-complete shipping list can be found here, and I’ll include some of my favorites below the cut as well ;D

Good luck everyone! And thanks so much for being such a welcoming and supportive community!

Pairing List

ItaTobi (Itachi & Tobirama)

HashiMada

MadaTobi

TobiKaga

HashiTobi

MadaIzu

HashiMito

TobiMito

KakaSaku

TobiIzu

MadaTachi

and many more! If your favorite isn’t on the list, just hit my ask box or inbox up and ask!

Trope List

Fake dating

Secretly dating

Getting set up with the person you’re already secretly dating

Neither of them even realize they’re basically dating

Arranged marriage/marriage of convenience

Forbidden love

There was only one bed/bed sharing out of necessity/cuddling for warmth

Kissing to keep their cover

Mutual pining

Body swap/body sharing

Trapped in a closet/cave/etc.

Stranded away from home together

Person A is desperately in love with Person B but they think Person B is in love with Person C

Friends-to-lovers/enemies-to-lovers

Coffee shop au/mermaid au/high school au

Character who thinks of themselves as a monster being touched gently for the first time

A/B/O

De-aged character(s)

Magically bonded (body and/or soul)

Passionate kiss in the middle of a fight

Yay-we-survived kiss except up until now neither of us had confessed to the other

Power couple/battle couple

Time travel

Misunderstanding due to poor communication

The Forehead Touch™

The constantly bickering pair that won’t admit they like each other

Person A takes a hit/ sacrifices something so that Person B may live/attain a goal

Person A doesn’t realize they’ve been injured until their knees fall out from underneath them/hides the injury so as not to worry Person B

Person A accidentally overhearing a confession from Person B (possibly while in disguise)

The quiet/cold one turns out to be just a massive dork

Mistaken identity

The grumpy/”mean” one turns out to be a Big Softie

Rescue at the last possible second

I only realized just now that I’ve been in love with you this entire time and wow I should do something about that

Forced to work together and reluctantly falling in love

[kanamesharisenwrites]

[ caffeine and other such nonsense ]

a kakasaku modern coffee shop AU

They meet for the first time just as the seasons change, the leaves turning into wisps of golden flame. 

read at AO3 

[mymindsmadness]

About your kakasaku au: -Gender switch, can also include the switch in which Sakura is a copy nin and Kakashi is a Tsunade-wanna-be -Mermaid and pirate -Bodyguard au -Cop buddies -Coffee shop -Mr and Mrs Incredible -Amazonka Sakura I hope this helps!

Ooh interesting ideas! I really like the idea of a gender switch. Hmmmm....

Thanks for the suggestions! KakaSaku AU coming soon!

[bisexualkakashi]

The absolute only, only, ONLY way I’ll read a kakasaku (or any ship along those lines) is if it’s a complete au where they’re the same age and therefore not student teacher, or if it’s an au where there was no student teacher relationship, like a coffee shop au for example. But yeah, once I accidentally started reading a Naruto kakashi fic and I was utterly mortified because it was in the canon verse and just nO. It was just so, so messed up I can’t even explain.

But like…. if u gotta jump thru so many au hoops like that to make it okay and justify it to yourself morally… To the point where you’ve had to disenfranchise the characters completely from the established relationships and characterization they have in regard to eachother… To make it okay and “palatable”…. Then like is it actually really okay even then????????? Like if u gotta go so far that they basically aren’t even the same characters….. Theres a reason honey :/

[nikkxb]

AU Yeah August Full Recap

Week 1 Recap  |  Week 2 Recap  |  Week 3 Recap  |  Week 4 Recap

Links for every day I posted are under the cut. Please review any that you read. I would like to know the outcome of all that effort. :)

(Ratings follow AO3, so G = General Audiences, T = Teen, M = Mature, and E = Explicit.)

Soulmate: Hiei/Botan, G

College: AeriSeph, T

Single Parent: SessKag, G

Enemy: JiraOro, G

Laundromat: NaruIno, M

Hogwarts: SasuSaku, OroSaku, T

Famous: Howl/Sophie, T

Kwami Swap: KogKag, T

Summer Camp: AnkoSaku, E

Secret Agent: KakaSaku, T

Mermaid: KogKag, T

Royalty: Howl/Sophie, E

Fake Dating: AZA, T

Reincarnation: SessRin, G

Life Swap: NathanAnna, T

Neighbors: YamaSaku, E

Circus: SasuSaku, T

Reverse Crush: KogKag, G

Coffee Shop: KogKag, M (Second chapter E)

Childhood Friends: SasuHina, T

Crime: ShiAnko, M

Office/Workplace: ShiSaku, E

FWB: KagKik, E

Internet: MadaSaku, T

Gym: SNS, Pre-NSS, E

Roommates: AZA, E

[tipsyraconteur]

Good Boy, Part 4

Annnd here is the last part of this fluffy dogstrosity. I managed to break 200 followers during the blogging of this story, so thanks to everyone that followed! I really enjoyed writing some pure fluff for tumblr, and I’m sure I’ll do it again in the future when I need a break from my longer stories. Thanks for reading, and enjoy!

Good Boy, Part 4

KakaSaku Coffee Shop AU

Rating: T

Word Count: ~2.5k

[ Part 1 ] [ Part 2 ] [ Part 3 ]

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The next day, Sakura started her shift with a smile on her face and a song in her heart. Well, not really, but she definitely began the shift in a good mood. It was hard not to feel positive: she’d totally aced her make-up test with her professor and she was about to have two days off that she could spend catching up on schoolwork and sleep. Most importantly, however, was the company she was expecting during her shift that day.

Maybe it was stupid to feel so excited, but she was excited.

Four days ago, Kakashi had been a strange man with a pug who’d flirted with her before not paying for his drink. Now… well, she was starting to hope that he’d be more. Maybe a lot more. When Sakura had made the dubious decision to call Ino and ask her for advice, Ino had squealed “ASK HIM OUT��� loud enough that Sakura had had to pull the phone away from her ear.

Sakura wasn’t sure she had the courage to do that. But maybe she could handle reminding him that she had the next two days off, in the hopes that he would ask her out himself. Sure, it was pretty cowardly, and that didn’t exactly sit well with Sakura, but neither did asking out a customer while she was at work. Somehow, she thought her boss would frown on that.

Sakura didn’t want to piss off Hana. Hana was the older sister of Sakura’s friend Kiba, and the last thing Sakura wanted to do was upset her boss, especially since it would also reflect badly on Kiba’s recommendation that she work there. And after the conversation she’d had to have with Hana earlier that week about a certain unpaid-for drink, Sakura was probably on thin ice already.

As if her very thoughts had summoned her, Sakura felt her stomach drop as she heard the sound of the back door opening and her boss’s voice ringing through the air.

“Hey Sakura,” Hana said easily as she locked the back door behind her. “I’ve had to rearrange my schedule this week, so I thought I’d come in and do inventory tonight,” she said, smiling brightly.

Sakura forced what she hoped was a believable smile in return. It was a few hours before the time when Kakashi came in, but who knew how long inventory would last? If Hana was still here when Kakashi arrived with four dogs, Sakura wasn’t sure how she would react.

And it had to be four dogs. He had to have run out by now, right?

“Is there anything I can do to help?” Sakura asked hopefully. Maybe she could hurry this along.

“No, I just need you to run the shop. I’ll try not to get in your way too much.” As Hana set down her bag and plucked her inventory clipboard from the wall, Sakura held back a sigh. All she could do now was hope that inventory was finished before Kakashi made his grand appearance.

For the next two hours, Sakura handled customers while Hana puttered around the shop counting things. She counted milk jugs, syrup bottles, and boxes of napkins and stir sticks. Sakura mostly tried to ignore her steadily growing anxiety and failed miserably every time she checked the time. However, a certain fatalistic mood began to settle over her as the clock hands crept closer to what she thought of as “Kakashi Time”. After all, he was just a customer who had some dogs, and they were a coffee shop that was dog-friendly. So, it wasn’t like either of them were doing anything wrong.

…Right?

“Sakura.” Hana’s voice suddenly interrupted her thoughts, and Sakura turned to take in the sight of Hana counting the various sizes of cups. “Do you know why we’re missing shot cups?”

Without thinking, Sakura answered, “No, I don’t know why we would be—” and then stopped, trailing off. Puppuccinos. Goddamn puppuccinos.

Hana’s eyes narrowed. “Sakura?”

Sakura gave a wincing smile. “Well, you see, we’ve had a customer lately who likes to bring in his dogs, and Starbucks does this thing where they give out little cups of whipped cream and call them puppuccinos…”

Hana folded her arms, looking unimpressed. “And you thought we needed to keep up with Starbucks, apparently. Did you not realize that would throw off inventory? It looks like theft, Sakura.”

Sakura swallowed. Why did she have to have so many conversations with her boss regarding Kakashi and thievery? “Well, I figured that we don’t charge for extra whipped cream, so it would be okay.” When Hana’s expression didn’t change, Sakura sighed. “I didn’t think about the cups. I’m sorry.”

Hana watched her narrow-eyed for a moment longer, and then a curious little smirk crept over her face. “So… who’s this new customer?”

Fuck. Sakura felt her face start to get hot, and her voice was a trifle squeaky when she answered, “What? Which customer?” Smooth, real smooth.

Hana casually inspected the nails of her right hand, although she was obviously still watching Sakura from the corner of her eye. “You never break the rules, and now you’ve broken them twice in one week.”

“I— Well, I mean, I just made a few mistakes. It’s a coincidence.”

“So, you’re telling me puppuccino customer isn’t also didn’t-pay-for-a-drink customer?” Hana’s smile had begun to take on a positively wolfish quality. “He must be cute.”

Sakura opened her mouth to make some sort of excuse—just what kind of excuse, she wasn’t sure—when she was saved by the tinkle of the bell over the door. At least, she thought she was saved, until she looked over and saw a certain lanky figure in the doorway.

Kakashi leaned casually in the door, holding it open, smiling lazily. Lifting one silver brow, he whistled—and then the dogs started walking in.

"Oh, no," Sakura whispered to herself in mounting horror. But there was no stopping it.

First was Pakkun. Out of the backpack for once, he was wearing the same blue halter that all of Kakashi's other dogs had worn, but it was so small and cute that Sakura had to repress the urge to make a very awkward high-pitched noise. Next came Shiba, and the Bisuke. All of them were holding their own leashes in their mouths. When Uhei came in the door, he paused briefly and wagged his tail before continuing forward.

That wasn't the end of Kakashi's dog parade, though.

Another smaller brown floppy-eared dog stepped through the door, followed by two other dogs of lanky, medium build. All three looked like mutts of indistinguishable breeds. But the last dog that came in caused both of Sakura's hands to fly up over her mouth. He was a dark dog whose breed wasn't immediately obvious—definitely some bulldog, maybe some bull mastiff—but he was easily the largest dog that Sakura had ever seen, the top of his head reaching higher than Kakashi's waist.

All eight dogs filed into a line before the counter, and each of them sat politely, still holding their leashes in their mouths. Completely ignoring her shocked expression, Kakashi let the door swing shut and approached the counter himself.

"Medium flat white and eight puppuccinos, please," he said pleasantly, like he hadn’t just released a canine horde upon her workplace.

“Kaka—” Sakura began, trying not to cringe, but she was cut off.

“Kakashi Hatake, why the hell are you standing in my coffee shop with every dog you have?” Hana’s voice boomed from behind her. Sakura turned to blink at her. “Let me guess… you’re the new customer I keep hearing about?”

“Oh, hi Hana. I didn’t know you worked here,” Kakashi replied in that same pleasant, unflappable voice. “It’s nice to see you outside the shelter.”

Confused, Sakura asked, “You know each other?”

Hana snorted, smirking at Kakashi. “You know I volunteer at the animal shelter. This guy,” she said, pointing at Kakashi, who looked admirably unphased by her ire, “is the guy they call when there’s a dog no one else will adopt.”

Sakura turned to look at him, briefly distracted from the tense situation. "Really? You take all the dogs that no one else wants?"

"No," Kakashi answered, looking offended, as if there was no way he would be that much of a sucker. After a long, pregnant pause, he added, "I only take the ones that Pakkun likes." Another pause. "Mostly. Pakkun didn't really like Shiba at first. I had to talk him into it." From the front of the line of dogs came a small, disgruntled 'boof'.

Sakura really wanted to ask how one went about talking a pug into something, but she decided it wasn’t the time. Especially when Hana glared from her to Kakashi and then said, “Neither of you have answered my question. Why are you here with all of your dogs?”

There was a moment when Sakura and Kakashi both looked at each other and then back at Hana, and then they both started speaking at the same time.

“Well, he saw the ‘Dogs Welcome’ sign in the window—"

“Oh, it’s really a simple explanation. I really like Sakura—”

“And when he asked what the limit was I didn’t know what to tell him because no one’s ever asked that—”

“And I thought I’d bring in a whole bunch of dogs to try and impress her.”

Sakura had trailed off, belatedly registering what he’d said about liking her, and was now struggling not to turn red again. Hana had her arms folded and was staring at him.

“It seemed like a good idea at the time,” Kakashi finished blithely, though the smile he gave was a little sheepish.

Hana was now pinching the bridge of her nose, her eyes squeezed shut. “Sakura,” she said slowly. “Make the man his drink.” Opening her eyes, she pointed at Kakashi again. “You. Take your dogs outside. There’s not enough room for them in here. And pay for your drink first!” she added as Kakashi started to move toward the door.

Kakashi chuckled awkwardly as he moved back toward the counter. “Right. Of course.”

In the awkward silence that followed, Sakura rang up Kakashi and made his change, both of them endeavoring to ignore the indistinct muttering coming from Hana, who had returned to her clipboard. Sakura quickly moved to make his flat white, very carefully not looking in Hana’s direction as she did so, and also avoiding looking at Kakashi.

“Medium flat white,” she said in a meek voice devoid of her usual cheer as she approached the counter and held out the drink.

Kakashi gave her an apologetic smile as he took it. “I’ll, uh, just take this to one of the tables outside,” he said, and within a few moments he’d herded his dogs back through the door, and Sakura was once more left alone with her boss.

Quickly busying herself by wiping down the hot bar, Sakura was startled when the silence was broken by Hana slamming down a whipped cream canister and a stack of shot cups beside her.

“When you give out whipped cream for dogs, you need to adjust the cup tally on the inventory sheet,” Hana scolded. “Don’t call them ‘puppuccinos’ again until I can verify that Starbucks doesn’t have that copyrighted.”

“Yes ma’am,” Sakura said, hope rising in her chest.

“Go take a break,” Hana finished gruffly.

Sakura blinked. She was always by herself in the shop on Wednesdays, so she never took a break. “But I don’t take breaks on—”

“Fuck’s sake, Haruno, know a good thing when you hear it!” Hana said in exasperation. “Take. A. Break.” And she shoved the whipped cream and cups toward her.

A silly grin threatened to break across Sakura’s features, and she quickly repressed it. “Of course, Hana. Thank you!” she said sincerely, albeit quickly, as she slid out from behind the register and beelined toward the door.

“Fifteen minutes!” Hana called after her, and she might have muttered something else, but Sakura was already out the door.

Letting the door shut behind her, still holding the cups and whipped cream canister in her hand, Sakura looked toward the table that Kakashi stood beside. And maybe it was the charmingly shamefaced grin he had, or all of the built-up tension of the last ten minutes—or maybe it was the pile of dogs who were crammed around his feet. But Sakura couldn’t hold it in anymore, and she burst into slightly hysterical laughter.

“I can’t—believe—you brought—eight dogs in here,” she gasped between giggles, and Kakashi’s grin grew as he watched her, his eyes warm. “I thought Hana was going to kill me. Or you.”

“Are you impressed yet? Because I’ve kind of run out of dogs and I promised Pakkun I wouldn’t adopt another one for at least a year.” Kakashi carefully stepped out of the pile of dogs and toward her, plucking the stack of cups and whipped cream from her hands and placing them on the table behind him. “Hey, do you think Hana can see us from inside the shop right now?”

Perplexed by the apparent change in topic, Sakura answered, “Well… no? She’s probably too far back to be able to see this table from—”

Sakura cut herself off as Kakashi dipped his head down close to hers, her breath catching in her throat. “Good,” he murmured, and with one hand raising to cup her face, he pressed his lips to hers.

She didn’t react at first, completely stunned by this turn of events. But when he went to pull away, her courage finally decided to show up, and she leaned toward him, throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him back with an enthusiasm that Ino would’ve been proud of.

Kakashi hummed low in his throat in response, his free hand finding the small of her back. When she pulled back slightly to take a breath, he smiled at her, and she smiled back.

“You know, I probably shouldn’t show up here again… at least not for a while,” he said as she slowly moved back a little, her face warming as her actions caught up to her.

“At least not with so many dogs,” she quipped, biting her lip.

“You’re off tomorrow, right?” he asked, and when she nodded, he continued, “Let me take you to dinner. No dogs.”

“I don’t know…” Sakura hedged, trying not to grin. “I’m kind of only in it for the dogs.” The fact that Uhei chose that moment to come and sit on her foot made the grin break through.

Kakashi laughed, somewhat ruefully. “How about dinner and a dog park afterward?”

“Yeah… that sounds fun,” Sakura said, beaming.

Sakura didn’t miss Kakashi’s quiet, relieved sigh as she bent slightly to stroke Uhei’s head, much to the dog’s obvious tail-wagging pleasure.

“Now then,” she continued, reaching past Kakashi for the cups and whipped cream, directing her attention toward the dogs. “Who wants a generic equivalent, definitely-not-copyright-infringement cup of whipped cream?”

[seratennousei-blog]

pssst hey i updated my bb after like four months lmao

[itslulu42]

EBTKS

So does anyone want to Beta for me? Or know someone that has some free time?

I’m smashing the fuck out of a Kakasaku story right now.  I’ll probably have something worth looking at next week.  

Cons: I forget the rules of English when I’m writing. So you might have to remind me what a comma does.

Pros: My story is so fucking stupid I cackled when I was writing earlier.

Story Preview below. 

TITLE: Everything But the Kitchen Sink

Summary: Kakashi must have angered a god in a previous life.  Why else would his soulmate be such a walking cliché?   

WARNING!!! Please watch your step and don’t trip on the Au’s.  They are everywhere.

 Ino smiled at the red-head behind the counter of the coffee shop.  “Hi Karin. I’ll have a medium Pakkun today.”

“And you?”  The employee said in a bored voice.

“I’ll take a large latte.” Sakura didn’t even glance at the board, reaching into her purse to pull out some money.

“No.”

“Excuse me?” Sakura blinked at the rude employee.

“We don’t make lattes,” Karin replied with a bored voice as she pointed to the shop’s name above her head. “The Coffee Ninja only sells black drip coffee.  There’s eight blends, all named after the owner’s dogs.  We have milk and sugar along the wall if you need it, but we don’t do food or coffee full of corn syrup.  If you want a dessert, there is a pastry shop across the street.”

Ino rolled her eyes. “Serve her a cup of Pakkun too. Is that position for part-time still open?”

Karin shrugged as she handed two cups of coffee over.  “Give me a moment and I’ll go ask the owner.  He’s in the back.”

“Thanks,” Ino gave her most winning smile to Karin. She tugged Sakura to a pair of seats by the window.

“I can’t believe they don’t serve lattes.” Sakura said as she took a sip of her coffee.  The bitter taste hit her first, followed by the high notes of citrus underneath.  “Why would you want to work here?  You don’t even need the money!”    

Ino laughed.  “Only the hardcore coffee junkies come here. Nobody who comes here cares much about customer service, they just want caffeine.   You should see it in the morning rush.  It’s a mad house.  You see all sorts here and my father was telling me that I needed to work on some of my observational skills.”    

“We’ll I guess this is as good a place as any,” Sakura replied as she took another drink.  There was a complexity to the coffee that Sakura could appreciate; layers of flavor underneath each other that couldn’t be found in a chain.  Was there a hint of lemongrass or orange that she tasted?

Ino’s eyes lit up as she looked over Sakura’s shoulder to an approaching figure. “Good morning!  I wanted –”

“No.”  A smooth baritone behind Sakura cut Ino off.  “I recognize you and I’m not hiring you to flirt with my employees.”  The voice niggled at Sakura’s memory and turned to the side to catch a glimpse of unmistakable silver hair.  

Fuck.

It was Sakumo.

[bouncyirwin]

This was such a fun ready!

Chapters: 1/1 Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Relationships: Haruno Sakura/Hatake Kakashi Characters: Haruno Sakura, Hatake Kakashi Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Coffee Shops & Cafés, Alternate Universe - Military Series: Part 26 of Tumblr request Summary:

Coffee shop AU. KakaSaku. Naruto Gift Exchange fic for nerazennxx.

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CAN’T MISS KAKASAKU 🐶🌸!!!

“Hey soldier. Welcome to paradise”  😳🙊😭😭😭🐾

P.S. This phenomenal author has contributed so many incredible works to our fandom~ If you enjoy any of the fics in moor’s amazing (and prolific!) portfolio, I hope you’ll consider supporting her writing via coffees if you can! ☕️❤️

[tipsyraconteur]

Good Boy, Part 2

I can’t stop. I’ve got a big WIP and all I keep doing is writing dog fluff. Send help.

Good Boy, Part 2

KakaSaku Coffee Shop AU

Word Count: ~1.8k

[ Part 1 ]

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It was stupid to care if he showed up. Extremely stupid.

Sakura sighed inwardly as she outwardly plastered a smile on her face, counting change for the last customer who currently stood in line. It was already two hours into her evening shift, and it was the point of the evening when the shop was usually empty, with most people eating dinner. The lull gave her enough time to think about how Kakashi, the mysterious dog-wearing man from the night before, hadn’t shown up.

Not that she cared. Because she didn't.

Besides, why would she want him to show up? The man hadn't even paid for his drink—something Sakura had to personally explain to her boss—and a free drink was probably the only goal he'd had. He'd probably had a good laugh at her expense afterward: poor, silly Sakura, flirt with her a little and she won't even notice when you rob her blind.

Sakura scowled. Here she was, sulking over some guy who’d skipped out on paying. It was ridiculous.

The bell over the door jingled. Sakura turned, calling out, "Welcome to Konoha Grind!"

Her mouth snapped shut when she saw Kakashi come into view. He was wearing the same fluffy navy scarf as before with jeans and a grey thermal, same backpack over his shoulder—but this time he also held a leash in his hand. The scruffy-looking dog at the end of it was wearing a harness that looked like a vest, and it looked inordinately pleased to be out with its master.

Sakura crossed her arms, frowning at him. "I hope you remembered your wallet this evening."

He had the grace to look embarrassed, his free hand lifting to tug the scarf down beneath his chin as he gave an awkward laugh. "I really didn't mean to do that. I just saw the 'Dogs Welcome' sign yesterday, and one thing led to another," he said, gesturing to the sign in the window.

"Mmhmm,” Sakura said, unimpressed.

"But look,” he said, gesturing to the grey dog who stood beside him. "I brought a new friend. He wanted to meet you.”

Sakura looked at the dog. The dog looked at her. He was cute, in a slightly mussed way—sort of like his owner—and Sakura thought the wild tuft of darker fur on the top of his head was pretty adorable. She softened a little.

"I don't know," she hedged. "I'm not sure if he's cute enough to get you out of trouble."

Kakashi leaned down toward the dog, and in a quietly firm voice, said, "Shiba! Speak!"

The dog abruptly sat on its haunches, threw back his head, and went, "Awoooo!"

In spite of herself, Sakura let out a delighted laugh, clapping her hands. Leaning over the counter, she cooed, "Good boy!" Shiba responded by letting his mouth hang open in a doggy grin, tongue lolling out.

Kakashi was watching her with a pleased look in his eye. "You like dogs."

Though it wasn’t a question, Sakura answered anyway. “I love dogs, but I don’t spend enough time at home to keep one myself. Can I pet him?”

"Sure," he responded. Sakura took off her green apron and came around the counter, crouching in front of the friendly-looking dog and holding out her hand. Shiba immediately and enthusiastically offered her his paw, and she giggled as she shook it. She noticed that the vest he was wearing had a little scarecrow face on the back of it.

When she released his paw, Shiba immediately offered it to her again. She laughed, shook it, released it—and he offered it to her again.

"Oh, uh, he's probably going to keep doing that. I trained him to do it by giving him treats, so now he just thinks that he'll get a treat every time he does it." Kakashi followed her lead and dropped into an easy crouch, affectionately patting Shiba on the head. "We're working on it."

“Still, he’s pretty well behaved,” Sakura complimented, having completely forgotten that she was supposed to be mad at Kakashi. She looked up, meeting his eyes. They were a soft grey that she told herself she did not find extremely appealing. “Do you have any treats on you?”

Wordlessly, he reached for a little pouch clipped onto the pocket of his jeans. Opening the zipper, he reached inside and pulled out two treats. Sakura held out her hand for them, ignoring the little thrill she felt when his fingers brushed her palm.

She looked at the treats, and then back to him. “I can give him two?”

His eyes creased in a smile. “One of them is for Pakkun.” A muted ‘boof’ came from behind him.

Sakura brightened, leaning forward and around Kakashi’s shoulder to pet the pug, whose head poked out of Kakashi’s backpack. “How could I forget such a sweet boy?” she crooned, feeding him one of the treats. Kakashi turned his head to watch her, his eyes warm, and—suddenly aware of how close he was—Sakura flushed, leaning back.

Looking back to Shiba, she laughed to see the dog straining to hold his paw as high as he possibly could. Feeding him his treat, she asked, “How many dogs do you have?”

Kakashi gave a short, quiet laugh, looking away. “…A few.”

Taking his reticence as a sign that their little chat was over, Sakura stood, remembering that she had a job to do. “Let me just wash my hands and I’ll take your order.” Walking behind the counter, she took a few moments to wash her hands in the small sink, before putting her apron back on and turning back to Kakashi. “What can I get you?”

“Medium flat white, two puppuccinos,” he replied.

Rather than writing his order on a cup, she went straight for the cash register and started ringing him up. “That’ll be fifteen dollars and 76 cents.”

Two silver brows shot upward. “That sounds… kind of expensive.”

She gave him an unimpressed look. “It’s $10.76 for two flat whites. Today’s, and yesterday’s.”

He gave her the same lopsided smile that she’d found so engaging the evening before. “And the other five dollars?”

Finally giving him a devious little smirk in return, she resolutely pointed to the jar marked ‘Tips’. “There’s a five dollar charge for the talk I had to have with my boss about a certain thief.”

“Fair is fair, I suppose.” He heaved a dramatic sigh and drew a leather billfold out of his back pocket. As he drew out a few bills, handing some to her and stuffing the others in the tip jar, he raised a brow. “You seem like you’re having a better day than yesterday, at least.”

“Yesterday I got a really low grade on an anatomy test. Today, my professor told me he’d let me retake it,” she called over her shoulder as she grabbed a medium cup and began to make his drink.

He hummed thoughtfully behind her. “Anatomy test, huh? You’re a med student?”

Leaving the espresso to brew, she held the milk beneath the steam wand with one hand while reaching for two shot cups with the other. “Yep. Working at the Grind is just how I make up the gap between what my scholarship covers and what I actually need.” She placed both cups beside each other on the bar and filled each of them with whipped cream.

“A med student with a scholarship, no less. That’s not easy to do.”

Leaving the milk for a moment, she took both cups of whipped cream and turned to face him again, holding them out. “I’m not an easy kind of girl.”

Sakura realized what that sounded like much too late, her eyes widening. Kakashi’s face crumpled for a moment, his lips pressing together as he clearly tried not to laugh.

“I’m sure you’re very difficult,” he finally managed in an admirably casual voice.  

Sakura could feel the heat rush into her cheeks and knew she had to be bright red. “Shut up,” she warned.

He held up both of his hands in a placating manner, but he was grinning as he took the two cups from her.

Letting out a little huff, Sakura turned back to the hot bar, focusing on pouring his flat white and letting her stupid cheeks cool down. When she turned back around, she paused with the finished drink in her hand, smiling slightly at the sight before her. Kakashi stood with Pakkun’s backpack slung around to rest against his chest and stomach, feeding one cup of whipped cream to the pug while Shiba happily stuck his snout in the other cup.

“Your flat white is ready,” she said unnecessarily, approaching the counter and setting the drink down since he didn’t have any free hands.

“Do they often leave you all alone here at night?” he asked as he stacked the two now-empty cups together and casually (and a little impressively) tossed them across the room into the nearest trash can. Then he winced a little. “I really didn’t mean that to sound so creepy.”

Sakura grinned. She wasn’t the only one who could sound like an idiot. “It’s okay. Saturday and Sunday nights I work with a coworker, but Monday through Wednesday I’m on my own.”

“That seems kind of dangerous.” Kakashi tipped his head to the side as he cast his gaze over the coffee shop. “Do you have wifi?”

Blinking at sudden the non sequitur, Sakura said, “Yes?” making it sound like a question.

“Are you against people camping out and doing work here?” he asked, ignoring her obvious curiosity.

“People do it all the time,” she answered.

“Also… is there a limit on the number of dogs I can bring?” he continued in a serious voice.

Sakura let out a short laugh. “I’ve never been asked that question before.”

“…Because Shiba really likes difficult women who also like dogs.” Kakashi’s face was casually expressionless, like he was discussing the weather. “And he has friends.”

Trying and failing to keep the smile from her face, Sakura gestured at the empty shop. “Well, there’s plenty of room this time of night.” She couldn’t stop herself from putting her hands on her hips and teasing, “Tell Shiba that his friends are welcome as long as they’re well-behaved.”

“Oh, Shiba and Pakkun only associate with good boys,” he said with a wicked smile as he picked up his flat white and walked backward toward the door.

“Somehow I doubt that,” Sakura said, rolling her eyes yet still smiling. “Have a good night, Kakashi.”

“See you soon,” he said with a salute of his cup, leading Shiba outside and letting the door swing shut behind him.