Imagine whumper akatsuki. Imagine being unlucky enough to stumble across their base. They find you and after a sound beating, decide to keep you. They could use a new maid, a cook, a sex toy, a test subject, a punching bag. You'd be so useful... well until you could no longer be used.
Fingerprints | Wrongfully Arrested | "I warned you."
this one's pretty tame and alot shorter than the previous 2, but I felt like it'd be a funny twist on this prompt.
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“I warned you guys!” It was a rare occurrence that Sakura would scold Sasuke with Naruto. The pink-haired girl wanted to be seen in the best light possible by her crush, but this time…this time she was furious with the both of them. “Why would either of you think this was a good idea?!”
“Ehehehe, c’mon Sakura it’s not too ba-AH!” Naruto’s awkward chuckling was cut off by a yelp. “Kakashi-sensei what the fuck?!”
“Language, Naruto.” Kakashi chided, wrapping the cold compress closer to his student’s fresh burn. “I’d have to agree with Sakura here, I just can’t understand why either of you thought it’d be a good idea to try roasting marshmallows with the fireball technique.”
“Would’ve worked if that dumbass actually put the marshmallows on the sticks right.” Sasuke grumbled.
“It would’ve worked if someone hadn’t decided to activate it on the firewood before I finished the countd-OW!”
“You’re both stupid! How did you manage to catch Naruto’s hand on fire making s’mores?!”
“His hand was in the way of the wood.”
“You were supposed to wait to light it!”
“Well I’m sorry, I thought it would be faster to light the wood first!”
“Now now,” Kakashi cut off the bickering between the two rivals. “Once we get Naruto’s hand properly taken care of, why don’t we try making s’mores again. This time without lighting anyone’s hands aflame?”
The group went silent for a few moments, before finally agreeing to their sensei’s suggestion. By the time they got to the hospital, the burn on Naruto’s hand had mostly healed. Not wanting Sakura and Sasuke to be suspicious of their teammate’s recovery speed, Kakashi still had the medics prescribe Naruto some burn ointment to use ‘until the burn was completely gone’.
The s’mores they made the next day were delicious, and thankfully had resulted in fewer injuries.
During a mission you suffer a wound and Kakashi is there to save you.
You and Kakashi are on a mission together, a straightforward one yes, but a ninja’s duties were never one to be dismissed. You two are supposed to explore one of the nearby forests and scout for any clues of possible thieves after a string of night robberies took place. They specifically were targeting ninja tool shops, obviously either stockpiling for some sort of attack or were selling them on the black market. An eyewitness saw them heading west towards the Hidden Rain Village...any connection to Orochimaru needed to be investigated despite there being little evidence he was involved. Thus, the Hokage had asked you, a freshly appointed ANBU member, and Kakashi to investigate quietly. Your thoughts trail off as you jump through the trees, wind and drizzling rain rushing past your ears--your eyes kept sharp for anything out of the ordinary.
“Y/n, wait,” Kakashi calls calmly, coming to a halt on one of the moss-covered branches. You dash over to his position and adjust your wooden mask slightly. He crouches and gets a closer look. “Here, a set of footprints.”
“Whoever did it must have done so recently, the rain would have washed it away,” you reply, “I suspect they may be nearby. Don’t let your guard down,”
“Oi, oi, I should be the one telling you that,” Kakashi says, “But yes. The footprint is headed towards that rocky area. They could be hiding in a cave or cliffside. We should check it out but not get too close. We know they have weapons and we don’t have a great idea of what kind of justu they may use.”
A solid nod is shared between the two of you before you both turn and once more are on the move towards the suspected location, now slower and more careful to stick to shadowed areas to avoid being seen.
As you two get closer, the mist that surrounded the area no longer hides the fact that campfire smoke rose out of the mouth of a cave and hurried muddy footprints led straight for it. Stopping on the edge of the forest clearing, the two of you exchange glances. Kakashi signals for the two of you to split on either side of the opening while drawing out a kunai with his other hand. You do the same, exhaling a slow and silent breath as you do so to center yourself before going ahead and put on your cloak and hood.
You and Kakashi turn your backs against the wall and laughter can be heard. You count three men’s voices as their conversation drifts and echoes. “Man I still can’t believe we got away with it...we’ll be set for life after one more hit..” A pause. “...Of course we weren’t followed...”
There was more silence not long after. Your heart thuds in your chest. One voice speaks quietly, “Stash it all in the back, I think we have company.”
In a flash, the sounds of fast shuffling and a whizzing of kunai flew from within the cave. The two of you threw return fire and backed up away from the entrance. “Damn it,” you mutter under your breath, drawing your katana and hold it with both hands. Kakashi readies his stance and reveals his sharingan as three ninja run out, dressed in black cloaks. “Get them!” One cries as two of them rush you, throwing stars and kunai, all to be blocked with your blade. You thrust towards them, swinging and slashing as one grabs their own sword. Dodging your attacks, they split up and and the mist begins to thicken... hidden mist justu.
Out of the corner of your eye you see vague outlines Kakashi throwing punches and kicks with who seems like the smaller of the three, dodging and dashing in and out of direct combat when with a loud “Chidori!” the sound of birds and lighting is muffled and then loud again as his attacker is struck through the chest before the mist and rain completely whitens out your vision.
You feel your way to to turn your back to the cave wall once more to guard it. You gather your chakra and swing your katana forward, “Shinkūken!” A gust of wind flows from your sword and disturbs the fog around you in an attempt to gain any insight of your enemies, scanning the area directly around you. Nothing. Best thing now would be height, perhaps you could get on a ledge and get out of the fog. You prepare to jump when you hear, “Didn’t anyone teach you not to turn your back to an enemy?”
One arm melds through the cave wall and wraps around your neck and chokes you before you feel the piercing of a sword through your back and out the front of your stomach. The tip dripping with your blood. “Ack-!” You manage to yell before you feel it pull out again, blood staining the front of your grey jacket. The pain is searing through your core as you struggle to breathe. In an attempt to at least return air to your lungs, you quickly pick up a kunai from your leg strap and stab the enemy’s arm. He cries out and releases you.
You fall to your knees and grab at your bleeding wound, hunched over in pain as the ninja reveals himself and comes out of the wall, yanking out your kunai from his own arm. He holds the bloody tool and his own sword and grins. “You ANBU aren’t anything to be scared of,” He chuckles and raises his blade.
The other of the enemy ninja screams somewhere beyond the mist and is then silent, making the last one in front of you turn his head towards the direction of the yell. Now! You think and take advantage of his distraction. You muster your strength and quickly up and cut him down across the chest, his body crumpling at your feet. Breathing heavily, you clean your blade and return it to its sheath on your back. Rain soaks through your clothes and sends a chill through you. The mist lifts with the death of its caster and you see Kakashi making his way towards you.
“You alright?” he says through his own pants, placing a gloved hand on your shoulder.
You nod despite the intense pain coming from your core and back. You hide your bloodied vest with your cloak and and are thankful for your mask to hide your intense grimace. “Yeah, I’m fine.”
He pats your shoulder before performing mud wall technique to seal the cave. He pulls his headband back to hide his sharingan once more. “We can report back to the Hokage now and they can dispatch people to come pick up all the merchandise. There’s too much for just us to carry back.”
You manage a “Yeah, let’s go,” and with that, the two of you dash back up into the trees and head back towards the village. Let’s just get back as soon as possible. I gotta get this taken care of. Not now, not in front of him, you think. Kakashi had always been someone you looked up to, and to look weak in front of him was not an option. Especially not as an ANBU. Weakness is not tolerated.
As you jump from tree to tree back to Konohoa your pain grows as you trail behind Kakashi. Every jump and landing on a branch is felt through you. Hidden under your cloak you hold your hand to it in an attempt to help stop the bleeding and reduce the impact but it was intense and only getting worse. In your thoughts, you fall further behind and your vision begins to blur. “Shit...Kakashi....”
While quiet, your call is heard and Kakashi stops and turns to see you lose your balance and fall to the forest floor in a heap. “Y/n!” He cries out and jumps down to your side, your wound revealed. “Dammit, y/n why didn’t you say something?”
The frustration in his voice is also tinged with worry, his hands then covering you and uses his body weight to apply better pressure. Through your mask your vision worsens and the edges of the eyeholes of your mask seem to get smaller as your consciousness begins to fade and your breathing gets more labored. “I didn’t want...some faceless ANBU...to let down...the great copy ninja...” Then there was nothing but black.
His eyebrows furrow and he checks to see the bleeding has stopped as well as checking your pulse and breathing. Alive, but unconscious, he picks you up in his arms and once more makes his way to the village, heading straight to the hospital. “Faceless, maybe,” he murmurs, “but precious life none the less.”
***
You wake up in the hospital, the feeling of tight bandages around your middle. Throbbing pain radiates from your stomach but it’s no where near as bad as before. Opening your eyes to the bright lights, a tired Kakashi is sitting at your bedside, reading Make Out Paradise. You feel the blood rush to your face as you realize its him and turn away to hide it.
“Hey, seems like someone’s awake,” the masked ninja says casually, putting his book away and sitting back in his chair.
“Y-yeah,” you reply, turning your head to once again face him while fiddling with the white bedsheet between your fingers.
He lets the silence hang in the air for a second. “What, so a big bad ANBU ninja can kill a man no problem, but they can’t say, ‘Ow?’” He jokes giving a small laugh. You can’t help but let out your own laugh and crack a smile.
“I suppose so. I’m sorry, but thank you.”
“No problem, y/n,” He assures you before leaning forward again grabbing your hand. “Just please don’t be afraid to ask for help. A ninja can’t do their job properly if they don’t trust their teammates to lend aid. It doesn’t make you weak, it makes you smart.”
You nod and look down. It’s true, teammates and teamwork is key and hiding from them sabotages the mission and puts you all in danger. Kakashi squeezes your hand before letting it go. “Luckily this time you got me as your teammate, and I never let my teammates die,” he says confidently.
Once again your blood rushes to your face. With that, he stands to leave when he adds, “No worries, y/n. I know you’re a strong ninja and this is just a step towards being even stronger.”
