#zabukaka

[mayskalih]

now kiss.

[sneakertin]

zabuza getting freaky at the bridge ? !

live reaction(tazuna is homophobic)

[thatsprettylane]

Zabukaka + Assorted Text Posts

[basilsimp43]

Kakashi: Would you stab your best friend in the leg for 10 million gold?

Zabuza: You stab me, and then when my leg gets better, we buy a big-ass house.

Haku: You can stab me too, then we'll have 20 million.

Zabuza: Good thinking Haku!

[reposhillo]

Second chapter of my ZabuKaka fic is out, and I can't believe I forgot to mention that @badninken and @mayskalih art had a heavy hand inspiring me to write this thing.

[n0-n1c]

*meeting zabuza*

kakashi on day 1: i am fucked :0

kakashi on day 8: i am fucked ^-^

[mysteria-x]

✨️ Taste of Honor ✨️

● Secret meeting / Missing scene

● My first KakaZabu fic

[woofgang69]

Title: rebel yell

Rating: E

Relationship: Hatake Kakashi/Momochi Zabuza

Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Momochi Zabuza Lives, Haku (Naruto) Lives, Enemies to Lovers, what if, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, except it’s me so there’s a little plot lmao, Scratching, Biting, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Hand Jobs, mask content, Land of waves was basically just foreplay to these guys

Summary:  Kakashi finds a way to convince Zabuza to come back to Konoha with him.

and 🔗: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49355347

Written for @hate-mail-to-canon, crossing off What If? Everyone Lives // Nobody Dies & Enemies to Lovers

[wind-becomes-lightning]

hey Nisi, im here w a req prompt c: so the one which spoke to me was:

"Washing your hands with blood wont take away the stain."

with ZabuKaka, but Kakashi is still not over what happened to his friends, he still keeps washing and washing his hands, literally or metaphorically...

hope you can have fun w this one, thank you if you end up writing for it 💖💖💖

hello lovely hanna! I tried my best! I'm sorry that its so half baked all over the place, I hope you can enjoy it anyway.

Zabuza x Kakashi

Modern AU

usual "dead dad dead friends" mention that happen to haunt kakashi.

1522 words

At first, it was a little weird.

When Zabuza, known good-for-nothing assassin for hire for the yakuza, met Hatake Kakashi, a pretty well respected teacher in high school his adoptive child attended, he’d not only thought that this guy could never pique his interest. Someone who was so clean, so spotless, that Zabuza would only stain him if he touched him. So he tried to keep his distance, despite the undeniable connection they shared.

They ran into each other several times, here and there, parental days and even outside of school. Zabuza was impressed by how fearless Kakashi met him, his smart mouth and agreeable personality. They could verbally spar with each other like nobody Zabuza had met before and Kakashi didn’t judge him for how he made money. They were oddly working well with one another.

Still, Zabuza didn’t usually date normal people.. That's just not the kind of guy he was. And though Kakashi did offer up a nasty eye scar and a glass eye, Zabuza just assumed he must have fallen down the stairs onto a pencil while grading papers. Or stumbled over his broom while cleaning for an old lady.

 At least that was until one day.

A storm was bending the trees so heavily that Zabuza was thinking he’d fall off his bike. But his child needed to be picked up from school so he hurried over anyway. He ran through puddles into the main hall of the school, tossed off his wet shoes at the entrance and then hurried without slippers through the hallways. Haku was nowhere to be found. Maybe they were sheltering in the gym.

Before he could even make it close to the gym he was stopped by a wide open door. He tried to dodge it but then stopped when he heard a whine from inside of it. Zabuza let out a deep sigh. Probably some weird kid that had gotten lost on the way to the shelter and was now crying. He despised any kids that weren't his kid, but it couldn’t be helped.

But it wasn’t a kid. It was Hatake.

There was something oddly wrong with him. Hunching over the sink in the nurses station keeping his hands under water and wiping it over and over again, functioning eye wide open as if he was seeing horrors in front of them. Zabuza stood there frozen, not knowing what to do, for a good 5 minutes and watched the scenery unfold. Hatake didn’t even notice he had walked in.

“What's up, man?” Zabuza walked over and tapped Hatake on the shoulder. “‘You alright?” The other man snapped his eye up at him and then whatever fog had been laying over them disappeared as he realised who was in front of him. It took him a moment to find his voice and even when he was telling him where Haku was, it was still shaking.

That was the first encounter Zabuza had with what haunted the spotless Hatake Kakashi. And it took him a while to really understand it.

Then, later, when they had already decided to at least go out on a trial basis, see how they could deal and how the kids would accept it, when Zabuza had already half forgotten about that stormy day at the school. It happened again. Though Kakashi had given a half-hearted comment about not particularly liking stormy weather, somehow Zabuza had never made that connection to that evening. 

They were in Kakashi’s meticulous apartment, Haku out with friends, when the storm descended over the city. One moment Zabuza was sitting feet up on the table running his hands through Kakashi’s hair and in the next the other man was suddenly hunched over, holding his stomach like he was in pain.

“What is it?” Zabuza grabbed at him, but Kakashi’s eye didn’t even notice him anymore. Instead he jumped up and walked to the bathroom on shaky legs. It was almost like something pulled him there. As he watched his boyfriend turn on the sink and wash his hands he was suddenly reminded of when he had seen this before.

He got up, walked over and pressed both hands on Kakashi's shoulder. “What are you washing your hands for?” he asked. Zabuza wasn’t stupid. He understood that this was some form of compulsion born from something that had happened to him, but how to help someone you love go through such an experience? Maybe pulling him out was the best thing one could do.

“There is blood on it,” Kakashi said without looking up.

“No there isn’t”, Zabuza raised an eyebrow. What the hell was he imagining.

Kakashi shook his head a little, unshaken in what he was apparently seeing in front of his eyes. “It will leave a nasty stain if I don’t clean it off,” he explained like he had explained to Zabuza that cleaning red paint off a white shirt was almost impossible.

“Hey,” unsure what else to do, Zabuza turned off the sink. “There is nothing on your hands.” And when Kakashi kept staring forward as if the water was still running, Zabuza pulled him a little by the shoulder. “Would you please look at me?”

A lightning struck right outside the window and as if shocked by the flash of light Kakashi’s eye suddenly cleared and found who was there in front of him. He was breathing heavily and when Zabuza took his hands he was still shaking a little from whatever had been haunting him.

That evening Zabuza learned that Kakashi, while maybe not a Yakuza follower like Zabuza was, had lived through his share of trauma too. Trauma, that seemed to be so much greater than the people he had killed that sometimes visited Zabuza in his dreams to swear revenge on him and his child.

When Kakashi was five, he’d found his father dead in the living room. In a time of economic downturn that was not completely unusual, though usually the child was not made to take care of his fathers dead body. Kakashi had, though, covered and taken care of him and stained his new elementary school uniform with blood. It had been storming the night he found him.

Then, about 7 years later, during a fight with a friend that ended in them both throwing fists, the two boys found themselves in a collapsing cave. This is when he lost his eye. And though he had tried to pull the other one out, all help came too late. The heavy rain had cut them off from all communication and with them being both orphans, nobody missed them.

“I hate heavy rain and storms,” Kakashi said with a shudder. “As a child I loved lightning, but now it just reminds me of loss. And when I feel loss I see blood again.”

Zabuza whistled through his teeth: “That’s fucked man.” Hoping that it was clear that he meant the situation, not his response to it. “I mea-”

Kakashi laughed a little. “It sure is.” 

After this, Zabuza did not forget about storms again. 

Nobody could control the weather, so as much as Zabuza would have wanted to guarantee Kakashi not having to suffer through heavy weather again, threatening clouds with a gun unfortunately only got you so far and while Zabuza was blessed with many talents, most were related to threatening people with a gun. So instead he decided to be supportive.

From that night on he found himself listening to weather broadcasts a lot when he knew he’d meet Kakashi and even more intensely when he didn’t have time to see him. It was so odd to imagine that someone like him, a teacher, a good guy felt stained and tainted, when he, Zabuza, in any regard should have been the one that tainted him.

Maybe that was why Kakashi hadn’t judged him or been scared of him. Kakashi, who saw himself as a stained personality, maybe didn’t mind being seen or loving another stained personality. But he was wrong, nothing that had happened to him was his fault. There was no blood on his hands. He was as squeaky clean as Zabuza had thought he was.

“I’d carry that burden for you, you know,” Zabuza said one day and felt a little like he was making an oddly worded love confession. “I have so much blood on my hands anyways. I don’t mind.”

Kakashi crossed his legs on the couch. “Well, the blood on yours is so different from the blood on mine, but I appreciate it.”

“You can’t carry it with you forever.” Zabuza stared at him. “Eventually you have to allow your hands to be clean again.” Of course that wasn’t so easy. Zabuza had seen many good allies lose their minds forever to visions and trauma.

The other man weighted his head to the side: “Eventually, maybe.” He then reached out a hand to Zabuza's mask, pulled it and let it snap back into place. “Until then I will have you to look out for me, right?”

Zabuza grinded his teeth together. Then he looked away.

“Obviously, I will.”

[zorosdimples]

my dearest soulmate kae,

if i may also offer this zabukaka art 🤭

*sigh* why's he gotta be so beautiful and look so good kissing everyone? when will it be my turn??

aly!!!!! my beloved soulmate!!!!! thank you for your glorious offering…

if i’m being completely honest, seeing kakashi kiss anyone is such a treat; it just goes to show that he’d be entirely too powerful without his mask on. because how does he always look so gorgeous mid lip-lock with the damn mask!?

anyway i’m telling him to go over to your place rn and giving him a little smack on the butt in the process ;-)

[mayskalih]

[velvetgoldminecherry]

Kakashi *slowly laying on Zabuza’s lap*: Tell me I’m pretty!

Zabuza *smirking and lovingly stroking Kakashi’s hair*: You’re pretty fucking annoying, that’s what you are

[basilsimp43]

Zabuza: I can explain.

Kakashi: Can you?

Zabuza: If you give me thirty seconds to think of a lie.

[reposhillo]

While drafting this whole timeline and plot with my Kirigakure Rebellion au, in which Ao, Mei, and Zabuza were the figureheads (You got head of Sensory department, Mei being powerful with multiple chakra signatures and well educated, and Zabuza being one of the Seven Swordman) I just realized the unhinged hilarity of Zabuza trying to kill Obito's puppet Kage, fleeing, and then starting some weird tense thing with Kakashi. His ploy gets discovered, Yaguras replaced with Mei, Zabuza gets reinstated as a Kiri nin and starts a weird pseudo relationship with Kakashi throughout the events of Shippuden.

Cue Obito finding this out and just feeling the utmost betrayal because he was supposed to be Kakashi's enemies to lovers trope.

[naruto-shipping-confessions]

[mysteria-x]

KakaZabu ~ Land of Waves arc

Anyone who knows me knows exactly how I feel about this fight. Zabuza and Haku were essentially the most fundamentally important battles in Naruto's entire life. It shaped his ninja way. And KakaZabu????? Someone take this mic away from me quick! 🤣