Aug 16, 2017
for @kakairusummer2017 ‘s music festival prompt
iruka is just trying to support a friend. kakashi’s canine levels of hearing can’t endure b’s idea of music, but he comes off looking just plain rood.
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for @kakairusummer2017 ‘s music festival prompt
iruka is just trying to support a friend. kakashi’s canine levels of hearing can’t endure b’s idea of music, but he comes off looking just plain rood.
Omg! I could not stop drawing, it just overwhelmed me. I really enjoyed to draw it! The picture has occurred to me spontaneously yesterday and I love it! I think in a certain way, the two can also enjoy the heat wave, especially Kakashi. xD This is the sixth picture for the Kakairu "A Summer Refresh Challenge". I hope you enjoy it
@kakairusummer2017 prompt 1: Bike Ride!
Hands
@kakairusummer2017 Music Festival Song: Hands by Barns Courtney
Kakashi walked through the crowd in the summer heat, careful of where he stepped over broken solo cups and spread blankets, moving from one stage to another across the fair grounds.
A body swayed and fell into him, followed quickly by apologies and drunken laughter.
They stepped back and smiled, tucking loose hair back behind his ear. “Really sorry.”
“It’s okay,” Kakashi waved his hand. He couldn’t be mad at someone who was pushed into him.
“I’ve made you spill your drink though,” he pointed down at the cup Kakashi had been carrying. “Let me go get you another,” he insisted, still smiling.
Kakashi looked at the band walking onto the stage and back to the beautiful stranger. “Okay.”
They walked together back through the mess of scattered blankets and bodies over the lawn.
He introduced himself, and they talked about what bands they had been waiting to see, how long they were staying at the festival.
One drink became two, became three. One band played, another, then another. They walked together through the noise of music and people until sunset came and light shows started.
They sat together in the cool grass.
Kakashi looked over, watching the way lights daced on tan skin and dark hair.
Your hand in my hand…
Iruka smiled and stared back at him for a few heart beats. “Come here.” He stood and held out a hand that didn’t let go even after Kakashi was on his feet.
Let’s slip away…
Kakashi looked down but never let go, enjoying the way his fingers fit between his.
He wasn’t sure where Iruka was taking him but he didn’t care.
There was a place near the linked fencing, a grounds keeping shed. It was tagged with graffiti.
I kissed the posion on your lips until I was paralized…
Kakashi felt like a teenager being pulled into the shadows for a kiss. But as nostalgic as it was it was entirely new and exciting.
You left your number on the back of my hand…
“Here.” Iruka stopped on the way back to the crowd, still holding Kakashi’s hand. He looked over at the concession stand, asking if they had a pen he could barrow.
He wrote a series of numbers on Kakashi’s hand. “In case we get seperated.”
Kakashi smiled.
We watched the bands until the stars burned out the morning sky…
They found a new place to sit, unbothered by the noises around them, whatever they were.
Iruka’s hair was soft between his fingers and the stars faded into morning.
“We should-” they walked towards the exit together but stopped in the sudden downpour of summer rain.
The sun was still shining. People started scattering, either to get to their cars or to go dance in the mud.
I lost your grip in the rain amongst a raging crowd…
Iruka’s hand slid from his.
He looked down at the ink that had been written on his skin.
And all your numbers started fading from the back of my hand.
He looked up again hoping to see him.
I’ve got nothing.
Bodies moved past him and he stood there hoping they’d clear and Iruka would be there.
They did and he wasn’t.
So I’ll go walking. I’m gonna find you…
Kakashi walked through the fair grounds until the rain passed and people were being escorted out, being the festival ending.
People with pokers and trash bags were cleaning the mess people had left.
Until I carry you home…
He couldn’t let him become a summer memory.
“Kakashi!”
He spun around, smiling with relief at the man waving at him near the gate.
Your hand in my hand, yeah.
They walked together away from the fair grounds. Iruka’s hand in his.
@kakairusummer2017 - Summer Weddings
Iruka putting a ring on it and Kakashi loving every minute of it.
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