Hello. I love KakaSaku (like woah) and various other things. This primarily started out as my art blog (see tag of my silly junk above), but decided to shower it with some Kakashi and Sakura love for other creators out there, too. I respect all ships, so...
It's great! Welcome again. And I take that you've come back to tell you to continue the ff Reason, I want to know what happens in this incredible story, take your time but don't forget it, please please please ��
Thanks! That’s the hope.
1. Finish Reason
2. Finish TLOU series
3. Start and finish an AU story I’ve been itching to write for about 3 years now
4. Read all the KAKASAKU stories I’ve missed
5. Bathe myself in KakaSaku art like jelly on a peanut butter sandwich
“Not my finest hour. Hadn’t foreseen that the Godaime may have trained my ex-student in other areas besides chakra control. She completely drank me under the table, then called me ‘salty’, whatever that means.”
Kakashi’s dark gray eyes were unreadable as he held his weapon’s blade less than an inch away against his opponent’s throat. Ignoring the sweat that rolled across his temple, green eyes glared back at him, daring him to move any closer. Feeling the tip of a kunai pressed against his chest, he wondered how in the hell they ended up like this today.
Sakura was straddled against his abdomen, her lips slowly tugging into a small knowing smile. Her face was slightly smudged with dirt, but by the way she was grinning she couldn’t have cared less.
“Draw?” she suddenly spoke up.
Kakashi let out a sigh, feeling his ego slightly deflate before uttering his next word. “Draw.”
They both slowly retracted their weapons before Sakura jumped up and gave him a helping hand to his feet.
“How many times are we going to end up in a tie?” he complained, stretching out the sore muscles in his arms. “It’s been weeks now.”
“Until I beat you, which is going to be very soon,” she teased, playfully spinning her kunai around her finger. “I guess the student has finally become the master after all these years.”
“Ha,” he retorted. “You wish.”
“Won’t be a wish for much longer.”
“You sure are confident,” he dryly muttered.
She replied with a cheeky smile over her shoulder as they began to walk across the large empty practice field together. Spending most of their afternoon sparring together like they usually did on Sundays, it slowly became sort of a tradition. It was rare they could catch up between their demanding respective duties, and even rarer when they managed to see each other in passing. While they occasionally had meetings together during the week, it always had to be straight to business.
As Hokage, Kakashi was either constantly in sessions with advisors, political meetings, or buried behind a mountain of paperwork. Sakura juggled her day as Konoha’s hospital director which responsibilities ranged between committee meetings, overseeing staff reviews, training, community relations and managing a dozen other things in between. Having personal time off was hard to come by, but somehow they managed to make it work on Sunday.
Once they reached the base of a large shady tree, Kakashi stole a glance at Sakura as she bent down to retrieve something from her backpack that was on the ground. The longer she lingered in the position, the more he wondered if she was doing it on purpose.
Watching her flip open the top of her water bottle, she took several large gulps before lightly spraying the rest against her head to help cool down. Water glistened down along her neck and slipped towards her chest beneath her tank top.
Tearing his eyes away, Kakashi was pretty sure the lack of Icha Icha reading from being so busy lately was making him more perverted than usual. Lately it was getting hard to ignore the little things when they sparred together. The brush of her skin, the way she licked her cherry lips or how her fingertips ran through her tousled hair. Today was a testament to his composure when she locked him into a straddled position.
If they hadn’t already been such good friends for many years now, he would have thought perhaps there was some kind of meaning to it, but that was too crazy to be true. First of all, compared to her he felt about as old as the dirt they were standing on, and there was just no way possible she could see him beyond anything more than that. Secondly, she could have any guy in the world from how talented, accomplished and beautiful she was. Thirdly, and most importantly in his opinion, she was out of his league.
“Kakashi, want some water?” Sakura asked.
Snapping out of his thoughts, he reached out to catch the bottle she was preparing to toss to him. After grabbing it, he dipped down his mask just enough to take a few sips before throwing it back her way. “Thanks.”
She hummed in response as she settled into the grass to sit, dropping the bottle back down into her bag. Leaning her back against the tree, she glanced up momentarily as a breeze rustled the leaves. A sly grin formed.
Kakashi sighed with a raised brow. “What are you plotting now?”
“I just realized there’s at least one thing I can easily beat you in,” Sakura replied.
“Hey now, just because my medic skills is practically elementary compared to yours-“
“Well that’s true,” she interrupted with a laugh. “Okay, two things then.”
“Uh-huh.”
“Remember your little chakra control tree lesson? I was the best then, and I still am now,” she stated matter of factly.
He chuckled after recalling the memory when Team Seven had just started out. It felt like a million years ago. She had easily beaten the boys using chakra for the first time to run up the side of a tree. Unlike her former teammates, she had perfect natural control.
“I won’t deny you’re one of the best,” he commented. “What you’re able to do is beyond amazing with your control, but… remember that little exercise is about control and stamina. I think I remember hobbling up that tree in crutches and standing there for a long while, didn’t I? That takes a lot of stamina.”
“So, you’re saying I don’t have the stamina?” she sharply challenged.
Of course she had stamina. Chakra control requires a delicate balance between using all of your abilities in a prolonged fight. A blind man could see that from the amount of incredible control she used to burst strength from the tips of her fingers, but she had already teased him enough today. It was his turn now.
“Well…” His voice faded as he made a large shrug. Pointing to the practice field in front of them, he added, “You did use a lot out there today.”
“I bet I can stand upside-down longer than you can,” she quickly wagered.
“Uh-huh.”
She suddenly shot up from the ground with renewed energy. “Then let’s go. If I win…” Pausing in thought for a few seconds, she added, “Then you have to buy me dinner tonight.”
“And if I win you get to do my paperwork I neglected over the weekend,” he happily suggested.
Crossing her arms, she glared.
He sighed. “I had to try. Alright, alright. If I win then you buy me dinner.”
Watching her walk up along the side of the tree, he followed after until they both stopped beneath a wide swaying branch. He found this all pretty humorous as she watched her tie back her hair more firmly so it didn’t keep falling in front of her face.
Blood had already rushed to their heads, causing their faces to flush slightly. Sakura adjusted her skirt so it at least covered her hidden shorts more appropriately. Seeing that he was staring at her, she gave him a teasing look.
Minutes passed as they stood upside-down in silence.
“Hang out here often?” Kakashi asked, laughing at his own dumb joke.
Rolling her eyes, she let out a sigh. “I’ll stand here all night if I have to you know.”
“That so?” he replied. After carefully searching his back pouch trying not drop anything, he pulled out his worn orange Icha Icha book he hadn’t read in forever.
“Really?” she commented.
“Passes the time, but you’ll give up soon enough,” he murmured.
She playfully huffed. “I think not.”
Silence fell over them as he began to flip through his book, occasionally glancing over the pages to see her staring back at him. “If you’re really bored, I guess I could read this out loud for you,” he suggested.
“N-No thank-”
He cut her off as he cleared his throat. “He watched her slowly swallow every last bit of-”
“-Stop,” she interjected.
He looked up in fake astonishment. “But why?”
“I don’t want to hear you spout porn.”
“It’s not porn.” He cleared his throat once more. “Anyway… where was I… Oh, right. He watched her slowly swallow every last bit of-”
“Kakashi.”
“What?” He pointed to the book. “The next line says pride.”
“Oh…”
“What did you think it was?” he teased.
Sakura narrowed her eyes in response.
After flipping to another page, he went on to read, “He molded his hands around each one before squeezing-”
“Damn it, Kakashi. You’re so skipping around between porn parts.”
“If you’d let me finish, you’d know he’s talking about oranges,” he replied. He let out a fake aggravated sigh, but soon continued, “Savoring the taste with each suck-”
“You’re trying to make me leave, aren’t you?” she muttered.
“It’s about oranges!” he comically argued back.
“Lies.”
“Maybe you’d know if you let me finish.”
She called his bluff. “Fine then, please continue.”
Shit.
Internally he scrambled to make something up that made any sense. It was funny that he could read this stuff without any flicker of emotion, but saying it actually out loud for someone to hear was an entirely different story. He actually got quite embarrassed about it.
“Well?” she encouraged.
Taking in a deep breath, he awkwardly read out, “He slowly dragged his fingers to the very top of the… orange… giving it a light squeeze. Licking the… um, orange hungrily, because… you know, breakfast is the more important meal of the day… he squeezed the other free orange, loving how tender they were against his touch.”
Sakura tried to hold back a laugh. “What the hell-”
“The orange muffled a moan in response.”
She was laughing so hard now she was barely holding together her concentration to the chakra infused at her feet, nearly slipping. “Damn it!”
Snapping his book shut, he squarely crossed his arms trying to hide his internal embarrassment with fake confidence. Thankfully his face was already flushed red from hanging upside-down for so long. “Oh, is it too much for you?”
Reestablishing her chakra hold to the tree, she finally stopped laughing. “That’s so damn ridiculous.”
“Well you know, if you can’t handle it…”
Kakashi froze when she carefully walked beneath the branch and crossed into his personal space. Mere inches away from his face, she reached out and caressed the side of his cheek, slowly pulling down his mask.
“Sa-”
He attempted to call out her name in shock, but was cut short as her lips crushed against his. A mix of elation, surprise and everything in between washed over him, but realized too late that he was falling.
Kakashi landed with a loud thud into the grass, his book landing seconds later on his chest with a plop. The wind had been knocked out of him for a moment, but his vision cleared to see Sakura still standing above him with the biggest grin.
“I win,” she called out.
He pointed towards her in accusation. “You cheater!”
“Don’t be salty,” she teased. “It’s only fair after you tried breaking my concentration from trying to make me laugh to death.”
At that, she finally let the chakra go from her feet and attempted to land beside him with an elegant flip. However the sudden switch of gravitational force from standing so long upside-down caused her to feel lightheaded and buckle, falling immediately after she touched the ground.
Kakashi’s lips were still exposed, showing a pleased smile that she had unceremoniously fallen across his chest. Before she could react, he pulled her into a long kiss.
Slowly breaking away, he whispered into her ear, “Let’s call it a tie.”
The End
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[ Author Note: So cheesy and ridiculous, I know. I wanted to find something different and silly they could bet about which reminded of the tree training bit from the Genin days.
YAY KAKASAKU WEEK ON TUMBLR. I probably won’t be able to do all of them knowing me, or be really late, but cheers to fandom. It’s always great to see it still going strong. ]
With KakaSaku week kicking off, there may be some of you making a work with this pairing for the first time.
There is an extremely persistent troll which goes by “g.o.d”, who hits not only KakaSaku, but also other pairings involving Sakura or Sasuke, anything not SasuSaku. (I know for sure the troll hits SNS and SasuKarin works.) The troll makes anonymous comments on AO3, FFnet, and has recently begun hitting people’s ask boxes.
This troll hits within minutes of a fic going up, and is often the first comment. The comments have only slight variations. One constant is that the troll urges the writer to commit suicide.
If you get one of these comments, DO NOT LET IT AFFECT YOU. There’s nothing personal in what this troll wrote. It almost certainly didn’t even read your work before telling you that it was “ooc self-insert garbage” or whatever it spews at you. The troll has hit fics that are not in English and even on gen fic that was in a kakasaku tagged one-shot collection.
You are awesome.
Your fic is awesome.
The troll is shit.
Do not let the troll win.
You can delete the comments if you want to, but in my opinion, “don’t feed the troll” is not good advice for this particular troll because this troll is relentless. It’s been going on for months, I’m not sure exactly how long.
Rather, I suggest that we make the troll well-known so that new writers will never get their feelings hurt or get triggered by it. Rather, treat the comment from g.o.d as your opportunity to pull out your stupidest joke or favourite gif.
Whenever you see a post on your work from g.o.d, I want you to feel good, because I am giving you a long distance high five.
Also, I know sometimes those troll messages come to you on bad days and it hurts. Just remember the fandom is here for you and we have hugs! If you ever need to vent, my inbox/messaging is open to you.
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