Because I'd Die Without YouDisclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of the surrounding characters.More Like This
Song: Without You from Rent by the late, great Jonathan Larson.
Because Id Die Without You
He walked along the streets of Konoha as the dusty pink hues started their good morning ritual.
Pink, just like her hair, he thought to himself.
He trudged along the empty streets. It was Sunday. No one was awake at this ungodly hour.
He thought about her as he continued his walk home.
He thought about the pink of her hair, or the faint blush she would acquire across her face whenever he would whisper something seductive in her ear. He loved that blush that only he could see. In his eyes she was the epitome of perfection. She never once believed it when hed tell her, but so long as shes blush just ever so slightly he didnt care, she could den
A Day of MourningDisclaimer: As always, I do not own Naruto or any of the characters associated with him.More Like This
Please be sure to read my Authors Note at the end. Thank you.
A Day of Mourning
The form of one pink-haired medic made its way into the bar after a long days work at the hospital.
From across the crowded tables of chattering Shinobi Sakura spotted the man she had been searching for. He was slumped in the far corner reading a well-loved and very worn out orange book with a bottle of Sake seated in front of him.
Today was a day to remember well.
A day nobody, not Shinobi or civilian would ever come to forget, five years ago today one of the greatest men to have ever served Konoha had died, and that was why they were all here at the bar, to remember this once great Sanin.
The Copy Ninja looked up into green orbs slowly filling with tears.
Come here, he said, setting down his book and
NightmaresDisclaimer: As always, I do not own Naruto or any of the characters associated with him. Please enjoy.More Like This
Authors Note: I know its short but it made my laugh when I was writing it.
Kakashi, youre being ridiculous, an overly exasperated medic stated, shaking her head in defeat and walking away.
Sakura, please just listen to me. He followed her down the hallway of the hospital while she continued her rounds.
The medic reached a door marked 216 and picked up the clipboard hanging next to it. I will not. Im supposed to be working and all you can do is tell me that this is far more important. What could be so important about a bad dream you had after reading your smut? she continued on refusing to look back at him.
He pressed on, Sakura, I dont think youre quite
Morning RitualsDisclaimer: Still dont own Naruto or any of the relating characters.More Like This
Author's Notes: This is not in any relation to any of my other Kakashi/Sakura fanfics. Just a little drabble of mine where Kakashi reminisces about his life.
If love is what its called then that is exactly what Kakashi felt every single day he would wake up snuggled against, what he considered to be, the most beautiful woman in the world.
Semi-long pink strands sticking to a flushed face, the smell of sex in the air from the previous nights endeavors, a short, slightly lacey, hot-pink night gown clinging to all the right places and dark green sheets tangled amongst her pale pink form.
It was this sight that made him realize every morning just how truly lucky he was to have this woman in his bed and life.
This thing had become a ritual every morning.
Hed wake up holding her
Sick DaysDisclaimer: As always, I do not own Naruto or any of the characters associated with him this includes the Great Copy Ninja himself unfortunately, lol.More Like This
Authors Note: Please excuse (or enjoy) my little Kakashi/Sakura One-Shot Blip here. Its silly and full of fluff, but I enjoyed writing it.
Kakashi if you get out of that bed one more time Im going to sedate you! his girlfriend growled at him from the doorway.
His head swam every time he stood up, yet as he lay in bed he couldnt help thinking that his lack of doing anything was good for his already lazy image. The minute hed stir and start to rise Sakura, no matter where she was in the apartment, would yell at him to plant his copy ass back in bed.
Dont you understand that you need to rest? she said walking over to help him back
One More NightDisclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of the surrounding characters.More Like This
Song: Wont Go Home Without You by Maroon 5
One More Night
A pile of clothing fresh from the dryer was slowing being picked up, folded and placed neatly into a box, yet to be labeled.
His voice lay strained as he tried to keep the stoicism aligned in his demeanor. Please dont leave.
Cold silence from his lover was his only response.
She was tired of being the one to break every time something went wrong; every time they fought, so silence was all he was going to get.
Please talk to me?
Kakashi watched as she finished folding the shirts and moved onto folding her uniforms, and then finally her pants.
Her fingers curled around the edge of one particular pair remembering how they had been the first pair he had ever removed from her much smaller frame. Wit
BreathingDisclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of the surrounding characters.More Like This
(Just a Warning: This is really, really depressing, but Im really happy with how it turned out.)
Yamato stayed seated next to the young woman lying helpless on the floor. If anyone else were to walk in they might have suspected her dead at first glance, but upon inspection there was a small shallow sound of breathing coming from her dry parted lips. Her eyes remained sealed by the slowly drying tears that were still soaked in her hair and vest.
Sakuras captain had just witnessed her at her worst.
When Yamato had received the tragic news he ran to her as fast as the roofs of Konoha could take him. Within a split second of entering the room he caught her in mid fall. Never would he let this pregnant kunoichi hit the ground, no matter the circumstances. He had made a p