Lucid | By : Rashaka Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 1318 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Comments: Part 3, wherein more little
stuff happens, and Kakashi’s life continues to sort of waft by him. This chapter is shorter than the last one. On
looking back at chapter 2: when did I become so abusive of the “-ly”
adverbs? Argh. Also, let me apologize
ahead of time for my inconsistent suffixes.
And the way I waffle back and forth between words like ninja and
shinobi.
Lucid
3
– And then I’ll hide and let you find me
He was watching Sakura eat. What
the hell was he doing here? Asuma. Asuma was to blame for this. Asuma brought
Choji who brought Ino who brought Sakura who neglected to mention to him at the
Hokage's office that she was meeting with Ino for dinner, and now here they all
were and Kakashi was staring at her as she ate.
She'd lift one mushroom in her chopsticks, bite the head off, and chew
it thoughtfully. Kakashi wondered if he could get Asuma to buy him a beer so at
least he could have something other to do than stare at Sakura eating mushroom
heads.
He snagged a passing waiter. "Two beers please. One with a
straw." Since his new very good
best buddy Asuma was paying, Kakashi figured the man deserved one too.
"Make that five," Ino
said, and snuck a sidelong glance at her former sensei. The jounin was so used to her he didn't even
blink. Kakashi could admire that.
"Ino." Her best friend
conjured up a respectable frown. Across
the table, shoving a spoonful of rice into his mouth, Choji sent Ino a thumbs
up when Sakura wasn't looking, and pantomimed guzzling the whole bottle.
"No worries!" the
other girl assured Sakura, "Asuma has it covered. He always gives us one
beer if we ask at the right time." The ninja in question took his
cigarette out to protest this, but Kakashi stopped listening because his beer
had arrived and that was a far more promising target for his attentions.
Sitting on a free full stomach
and enjoying the taste of a cold drink, the Copy Ninja took the time to look at
something other than his former student and reassess his mental state. So he had a sex dream about a teenage
girl. Sakura was young and hot and he'd
seen her punch through a wall the other week—which as equal parts scary and
interesting. She wore high boots and
short skirts and she giggled when she was happy; who wasn't going to look at
that? Kakashi was just a man, and men
had illicit fantasies about teenage girls all the time.
"My birthday party is in
three weeks, and everyone is invited.
Including you Asuma. And you too
Kakashi, if you can manage not to be too late."
In less than a month Sakura
wasn't even going to be sixteen anymore.
Seventeen was a whole year
past the legal age of looking.
Ino said something along the
lines of, "I can't believe your parents are letting you have free run of
their house." Still lived with her
parents. That was a sign. Kakashi took another long gulp of beer
through the straw under his mask.
The pink-haired kunoichi stole
the last piece of chicken before Asuma or Choji could get to it, and said in
between bites, "They're gone for the weekend, and they said it was fine as
long as it was sparkling clean when they got back. Besides, I think they're going to offer to
help me rent an apartment as a birthday gift."
She was getting her own
apartment. That's what shinobi did when
they grew up. Why was he rationalizing
this? A dream was not looking. He had nothing to apologize
for.
"I'm sorry," Kakashi
said. Shitfuckdamncocksonofawhore.
"Huh?" The whole table
turned to him. "What for?"
"For..." What he
needed was something funny and not at all awkward or sincere. "For missing
your last birthday." Crap, that came
out unhealthily sincere.
"Oh that's okay."
Sakura smiled breezily. She added,
"I think you were on a mission that month, and the Hokage was running me
so ragged I only had a small dinner with my family. That's why this year, we're going ALL
OUT!" Ino and Choji cheered in the
background, but Kakashi was busy counting the months. April, March, February, that thing in November...
as a matter of fact he had been on a mission last time. He supposed that was a pretty good excuse,
and tucked it away for possible use in three weeks.
Did he want to go to her
birthday party? It was a dilemma, but he
was leaning toward not. Even if Asuma
and the other former genin teachers went, it would still be filled with kids
and Kakashi would probably be so bored out of his mind he'd spend the entire
night (thanks to that nasty dream) wondering when it was time for Sakura to eat
cake and lick the frosting off her lips and fingers. Would she take dainty bites and make exclamations
about preserving her figure, or would she throw herself enthusiastically into
the campaign for sugar and eat so fast that bits would get stuck on her nose or
chin, where someone would have to reach out and—
He was watching her jaw move
again. Fuck.
***
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