Gift!Fic for Mary: Sakura's Party
Title: Sakura’s Party
Pairing/Characters: Sakura/Kakashi, with cameos from Sai, Sasuke, Naruto and Hinata
Rating: PG/PG-13.
Prompt: “If you'd like to try your hand at KakaSaku, could I get seasonal humor/fluff, ginger snaps, eggnog with too much rum, and a side of NaruHina?”
Author’s Note: Takes place in Happy Fun Land where everyone’s happy and alive and Sasuke has actually used his brain and come back. :D
Gift!fic for marybwolf ! Hope you like it! C:
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“I swear to kami, Naruto, if you don’t get out right now--!”
“Ow! Sakura-chan, that hurt!”
“Good! They’re not cooked yet, idiot! You’ll get sick if you eat uncooked eggs! Sai, you had better not be anywhere near those ginger snaps when I turn around!”
“Hinata-chan wants me to help, though! Isn’t that right, Hinata?”
“Well, um.”
“Stop trying to make her lie for you!”
“Sakura-chan needs to stop being so violent!”
As evidenced by the exchange above, Sakura Haruno’s kitchen was complete chaos. What had sounded like a great, time-saving idea on paper (throw a party for all their friends, invite Hinata over to help bake cookies while the guys decorate) was turning out to be the complete opposite. This was mostly the fault of Sai, Sasuke, Naruto and Kakashi, who were apparently reverting to five year old genin who couldn’t keep their hands out of a mixing bowl.
The pink-haired medical-nin glared at the most persistent intruder. “Kakashi-sensei, if you continue stealing the batter we won’t have any left, and then you’ll get to tell everyone else why there’s nothing to eat!”
“I’ll just explain that they were far too slow to the prize, of course,” he answered smoothly. Sakura got the unnerving impression that her former sensei was grinning behind his mask as he continued, “Though I can’t tell if the prize consists of you or the cookies.”
Sakura stomped down on the confusing blush and stomach butterflies those words elicited, and corrected Kakashi with a stern “They’re ginger snaps, sensei. Can’t you tell the difference?”
“Ah, my apologies. I was... distracted.”
“Kakashi-sensei, stop being such a pervert to Sakura-chan!” Naruto cried in horror. He mimed gagging, and even Sasuke’s normally bored look dropped long enough for him to look equally traumatized.
“Do not want,” the Uchiha muttered, looking ill.
Sai looked thoughtful. “Have you thought of suggesting a teacher-student romance volume to the author of Icha Icha?”
“Come to think of it, Sai-kun--”
“Oh, kami no!” Naruto moaned, scrubbing at his eyes. “Brain bleach! I need brain bleach!”
Sasuke was glaring daggers at Sai. “Those are really the last mental images I needed. Thanks.”
“No problem!” Sai answered cheerfully. Sasuke punched him in the face.
Sakura facepalmed. This was getting way out of hand and this was really the last thing she wanted to talk about, thank you very much. Hinata, the traitor, was trying and failing to hide her giggles.
“Sakura-chan!” Naruto had grabbed her shoulders and fixed her with a frantic look. “Promise us you’ll never give up your cute self to this old perv--”
“OKAY, THAT’S QUITE ENOUGH.” She punched Naruto. The impact sent him sailing neatly through the doorway and out of the kitchen.
There was a pause in the insanity as the rest of the guys observed this.
“... Ah, Sakura, your aim is impeccable as always.” Kakashi commented.
“GET OUT OR YOU’LL BE RIGHT BEHIND HIM.” Sakura roared. Her audience cowered appropriately. “I DIDN’T INVITE YOU HERE TO CONSTANTLY BE IN OUR WAY. GO TRY NOT TO FAIL AT DECORATING.”
“Y-yes ma’m!” They chorused fearfully.
Hinata laughed softly once the men had practically flung themselves out. “Kakashi-sensei seems to really like you, Sakura! You’re very lucky.”
“W-what?!”
The other woman apparently misinterpreted the question to mean ‘what do you mean I’m lucky?’ instead of the correct ‘what the hell do you mean he likes me that’s complete nonsense!’ “Well, the guy you like likes you back, and isn’t afraid to show it. That’s pretty lucky, don’t you think?”
“What no that’s insane--”
BEEP BEEP BEEP
“Aaah! They’re burning!”
“Nooo, we spent all morning on them!”
Thankfully, the awkward Kakashi-related conversation was dropped in favor of salvaging the ginger snaps, but the thought didn’t leave Sakura’s mind.
“The guy you like likes you back, and isn’t afraid to show it.”
It was absurd, but it just wouldn’t get out of her head. Oh, crap.
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Sakura couldn’t keep a proud grin from her face as she welcomed the final guests inside. It wasn’t often she got to play hostess, especially in her tiny apartment, but most of the furniture had been pushed to the sides of the room, and it helped that the guys had actually done a semi-decent job on the holiday decorations. A little tree was on the table, surrounded by all sorts of delicious food, and bright lights and red and green streamers were hung decoratively around the apartment. She made a mental note to thank them for it later.
“Sakura-chaaaaan~”
Or maybe she’d just punch them.
Rather than inflicting violence on her friend, she ducked out of Sai’s drunken embrace. Oh, great. “Sai, did you spike the eggnog? … Again?”
He didn’t seem to notice her warning look or the question, instead nodding at the doorway between the kitchen and the main room. “Hey, you gonna get Hinanananata--” Crap, how much had he had? Sakura made a mental note to throw people out if they got too rowdy. “--To go under th’ mistletoe? We’re gonna get Naruto t’ walk under it too because they need to stop being so innocent and naive and stuff and just--”
“OH-kay, Sai, I think you’d better find someone else to help you. Lee would be very happy to, I think.” She suggested quickly. The last thing I need to picture is two of my friends doing it, she thought queasily.
Thankfully, Sai brightened. “Good idea, Sak’ra-chaaaaaan~! I’ll ask him now...”
Sakura shook her head and made her way to the comfy couch in the corner, carefully avoiding the enthusiastic and progressively drunk nin planning the match-making. The pink-haired medical nin collapsed in in with a happy sigh. I’ve been on my feet all day...
“Hello, Sakura-chan. Sick of the party already?”
She tilted her head up, meeting her former-sensei’s cheerful gaze. “Of course not, Kakashi-sensei. Though I’m not sure the others will feel well tomorrow... might you have anything to do with it?”
Kakashi settled in uninvited next to her. “I have no idea what you’re talking about, Sakura-chan.”
“I’m sure you don’t,” she replied dryly. Come to think of it, he was the one who brought the eggnog... “Though I notice you’re pretty much the only other person who hasn’t had some of it.”
“No, I’ve had some.” He sighed happily. “An unexpected alcoholic fog over your brain is the perfect way to celebrate the holidays, is it not?”
Sakura twitched. “Just how much have you had, sensei?”
A cheer went up in the background. Sakura glanced over just in time to see Naruto give Hinata a kiss on the cheek. D’awww! And of course the rest of the half-drunk guests had to start heckling Naruto to give Hinata a proper kiss. Even Neji was joining in, to her surprise. How much eggnog has he drunk, again?
“Not that much, Sakura-chan,” Kakashi answered her earlier question thoughtfully. “Just enough.”
“Just enough for what?” She asked skeptically.
“Alcohol is sometimes referred to as ‘liquid courage,’ you know,” he said instead. Sakura was vaguely aware of him leaning slightly closer, but he caught her eye and she could look away. “Say, Sakura-chan, why don’t you try some? Everyone’s drinking it for a reason...”
And before she could properly process what the hell was happening, he’d yanked down his mask and pressed a chaste kiss to her mouth.
He gave her just enough time to shove him away if she wanted to (any why wasn’t she oh you stupid betraying body), she noted, and after a moment pulled back himself. He looked far too happy as he adjusted his mask again.
“Happy holidays, Sakura!”
“W-what--” She managed, but he cut her off.
“Ah, I think Naruto needs some extra encouragement if he’s going to actually kiss Hinata-chan, don’t you think? And who better to do so than his trusted sensei? If you’ll excuse me...”
So saying, he hopped up out of the chair and wandered over to the couple.
Sakura stared after him for a moment, then absentmindedly licked her lips. That was really good eggnog... couldn’t hurt to have a proper glass, right? With a new year coming, it was the perfect time to try something new, and traumatizing Naruto and Sasuke was always fun.
Not to mention, the pink-haired woman thought with a smirk, she could get Kakashi back for the sudden kiss when he least expected it.
Happy holidays indeed, Kakashi.
Pairing/Characters: Sakura/Kakashi, with cameos from Sai, Sasuke, Naruto and Hinata
Rating: PG/PG-13.
Prompt: “If you'd like to try your hand at KakaSaku, could I get seasonal humor/fluff, ginger snaps, eggnog with too much rum, and a side of NaruHina?”
Author’s Note: Takes place in Happy Fun Land where everyone’s happy and alive and Sasuke has actually used his brain and come back. :D
Gift!fic for marybwolf ! Hope you like it! C:
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“I swear to kami, Naruto, if you don’t get out right now--!”
“Ow! Sakura-chan, that hurt!”
“Good! They’re not cooked yet, idiot! You’ll get sick if you eat uncooked eggs! Sai, you had better not be anywhere near those ginger snaps when I turn around!”
“Hinata-chan wants me to help, though! Isn’t that right, Hinata?”
“Well, um.”
“Stop trying to make her lie for you!”
“Sakura-chan needs to stop being so violent!”
As evidenced by the exchange above, Sakura Haruno’s kitchen was complete chaos. What had sounded like a great, time-saving idea on paper (throw a party for all their friends, invite Hinata over to help bake cookies while the guys decorate) was turning out to be the complete opposite. This was mostly the fault of Sai, Sasuke, Naruto and Kakashi, who were apparently reverting to five year old genin who couldn’t keep their hands out of a mixing bowl.
The pink-haired medical-nin glared at the most persistent intruder. “Kakashi-sensei, if you continue stealing the batter we won’t have any left, and then you’ll get to tell everyone else why there’s nothing to eat!”
“I’ll just explain that they were far too slow to the prize, of course,” he answered smoothly. Sakura got the unnerving impression that her former sensei was grinning behind his mask as he continued, “Though I can’t tell if the prize consists of you or the cookies.”
Sakura stomped down on the confusing blush and stomach butterflies those words elicited, and corrected Kakashi with a stern “They’re ginger snaps, sensei. Can’t you tell the difference?”
“Ah, my apologies. I was... distracted.”
“Kakashi-sensei, stop being such a pervert to Sakura-chan!” Naruto cried in horror. He mimed gagging, and even Sasuke’s normally bored look dropped long enough for him to look equally traumatized.
“Do not want,” the Uchiha muttered, looking ill.
Sai looked thoughtful. “Have you thought of suggesting a teacher-student romance volume to the author of Icha Icha?”
“Come to think of it, Sai-kun--”
“Oh, kami no!” Naruto moaned, scrubbing at his eyes. “Brain bleach! I need brain bleach!”
Sasuke was glaring daggers at Sai. “Those are really the last mental images I needed. Thanks.”
“No problem!” Sai answered cheerfully. Sasuke punched him in the face.
Sakura facepalmed. This was getting way out of hand and this was really the last thing she wanted to talk about, thank you very much. Hinata, the traitor, was trying and failing to hide her giggles.
“Sakura-chan!” Naruto had grabbed her shoulders and fixed her with a frantic look. “Promise us you’ll never give up your cute self to this old perv--”
“OKAY, THAT’S QUITE ENOUGH.” She punched Naruto. The impact sent him sailing neatly through the doorway and out of the kitchen.
There was a pause in the insanity as the rest of the guys observed this.
“... Ah, Sakura, your aim is impeccable as always.” Kakashi commented.
“GET OUT OR YOU’LL BE RIGHT BEHIND HIM.” Sakura roared. Her audience cowered appropriately. “I DIDN’T INVITE YOU HERE TO CONSTANTLY BE IN OUR WAY. GO TRY NOT TO FAIL AT DECORATING.”
“Y-yes ma’m!” They chorused fearfully.
Hinata laughed softly once the men had practically flung themselves out. “Kakashi-sensei seems to really like you, Sakura! You’re very lucky.”
“W-what?!”
The other woman apparently misinterpreted the question to mean ‘what do you mean I’m lucky?’ instead of the correct ‘what the hell do you mean he likes me that’s complete nonsense!’ “Well, the guy you like likes you back, and isn’t afraid to show it. That’s pretty lucky, don’t you think?”
“What no that’s insane--”
BEEP BEEP BEEP
“Aaah! They’re burning!”
“Nooo, we spent all morning on them!”
Thankfully, the awkward Kakashi-related conversation was dropped in favor of salvaging the ginger snaps, but the thought didn’t leave Sakura’s mind.
“The guy you like likes you back, and isn’t afraid to show it.”
It was absurd, but it just wouldn’t get out of her head. Oh, crap.
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Sakura couldn’t keep a proud grin from her face as she welcomed the final guests inside. It wasn’t often she got to play hostess, especially in her tiny apartment, but most of the furniture had been pushed to the sides of the room, and it helped that the guys had actually done a semi-decent job on the holiday decorations. A little tree was on the table, surrounded by all sorts of delicious food, and bright lights and red and green streamers were hung decoratively around the apartment. She made a mental note to thank them for it later.
“Sakura-chaaaaan~”
Or maybe she’d just punch them.
Rather than inflicting violence on her friend, she ducked out of Sai’s drunken embrace. Oh, great. “Sai, did you spike the eggnog? … Again?”
He didn’t seem to notice her warning look or the question, instead nodding at the doorway between the kitchen and the main room. “Hey, you gonna get Hinanananata--” Crap, how much had he had? Sakura made a mental note to throw people out if they got too rowdy. “--To go under th’ mistletoe? We’re gonna get Naruto t’ walk under it too because they need to stop being so innocent and naive and stuff and just--”
“OH-kay, Sai, I think you’d better find someone else to help you. Lee would be very happy to, I think.” She suggested quickly. The last thing I need to picture is two of my friends doing it, she thought queasily.
Thankfully, Sai brightened. “Good idea, Sak’ra-chaaaaaan~! I’ll ask him now...”
Sakura shook her head and made her way to the comfy couch in the corner, carefully avoiding the enthusiastic and progressively drunk nin planning the match-making. The pink-haired medical nin collapsed in in with a happy sigh. I’ve been on my feet all day...
“Hello, Sakura-chan. Sick of the party already?”
She tilted her head up, meeting her former-sensei’s cheerful gaze. “Of course not, Kakashi-sensei. Though I’m not sure the others will feel well tomorrow... might you have anything to do with it?”
Kakashi settled in uninvited next to her. “I have no idea what you’re talking about, Sakura-chan.”
“I’m sure you don’t,” she replied dryly. Come to think of it, he was the one who brought the eggnog... “Though I notice you’re pretty much the only other person who hasn’t had some of it.”
“No, I’ve had some.” He sighed happily. “An unexpected alcoholic fog over your brain is the perfect way to celebrate the holidays, is it not?”
Sakura twitched. “Just how much have you had, sensei?”
A cheer went up in the background. Sakura glanced over just in time to see Naruto give Hinata a kiss on the cheek. D’awww! And of course the rest of the half-drunk guests had to start heckling Naruto to give Hinata a proper kiss. Even Neji was joining in, to her surprise. How much eggnog has he drunk, again?
“Not that much, Sakura-chan,” Kakashi answered her earlier question thoughtfully. “Just enough.”
“Just enough for what?” She asked skeptically.
“Alcohol is sometimes referred to as ‘liquid courage,’ you know,” he said instead. Sakura was vaguely aware of him leaning slightly closer, but he caught her eye and she could look away. “Say, Sakura-chan, why don’t you try some? Everyone’s drinking it for a reason...”
And before she could properly process what the hell was happening, he’d yanked down his mask and pressed a chaste kiss to her mouth.
He gave her just enough time to shove him away if she wanted to (any why wasn’t she oh you stupid betraying body), she noted, and after a moment pulled back himself. He looked far too happy as he adjusted his mask again.
“Happy holidays, Sakura!”
“W-what--” She managed, but he cut her off.
“Ah, I think Naruto needs some extra encouragement if he’s going to actually kiss Hinata-chan, don’t you think? And who better to do so than his trusted sensei? If you’ll excuse me...”
So saying, he hopped up out of the chair and wandered over to the couple.
Sakura stared after him for a moment, then absentmindedly licked her lips. That was really good eggnog... couldn’t hurt to have a proper glass, right? With a new year coming, it was the perfect time to try something new, and traumatizing Naruto and Sasuke was always fun.
Not to mention, the pink-haired woman thought with a smirk, she could get Kakashi back for the sudden kiss when he least expected it.
Happy holidays indeed, Kakashi.