Strings
Title: Strings
Author: katanaxmistress
Pairing: KakaSaku
Rating: G
Warnings: Cuteness? To the max?
Word Count: 762
Disclaimer: Do not own NARUTO. Kishimoto does.
Author's notes: I personally think that everyone is connected with strings of fate. . . Knots within the string tells you whether or not you and that person will meet or something such as that. . . Kind of got inspired by it, sort of. ahhahahahaha. &beta'd by incuchiq7prb
It had been one of those lazy days where they found themselves on one of the training grounds; him with his back against a tree, and her with her head in his lap. He had his favorite novel in his hand, but was too busy stroking her hair and staring up at the sky to actually read it. So, when she asked him about proposing, he stiffened and immediately looked down at her with something quite near fear on his features. Luckily, Sakura had her eyes closed and he saw the smile on her lips; it was just a question being asked, like always.
He relaxed and asked her to elaborate. She shrugged a shoulder and asked him the same question with different words. Scratching the side of his head, Kakashi explained to her that he had never proposed to anyone, nor anyone to him. Sakura just wiggled against him and told her to tell her something, at least. He let his shoulders sag and, after a few moments of silence, cautiously reiterated what he remembered from so long ago.
He told her it was when he was actively doing missions for Anbu, probably around the time that he was eighteen or nineteen years old. It had been during the night of Tanabata and his squad was drawing sticks to see who would end up with perimeter duty. He ended up getting the short stick and was therefore stuck with the responsibility of making sure that no problems arose from outside threats.
Kakashi stopped there to tell Sakura that it was absolutely boring- and received a punch to the arm along with a sleepy demand to continue.
He complied and told her how he had been standing guard amongst the edge of the forest and watching the bustling crowd from a distance- when he was disrupted by two small girls running up the hill. He remembered muttering something about how lazy parents were getting in watching their children as he kept an eye out for them. He told her that one of the girls left to get something, and the one remaining sat down against the grass to look up at the stars.
Kakashi paused once more, but didn't look down at the medic to gauge her reaction. Instead he scratched his cheek and continued.
There was a rustle from below him not long after, and before he could react, something had run out into the clearing the little girl was in. He had jumped down to protect her, thinking the worst. He recalled that his sword was unsheathed by the time he landed, but before he could see what was happening, he heard laughter instead. He froze, realizing that the rustle had been a stray dog which was now licking the girl's face. He sheathed the sword but the slight click it made didn't go unnoticed. The girl had turned to him and smiled- it was sweet and gentle... so naive.
He told Sakura that the girl asked him if he thought the dog was a 'bad guy'. He gave a nod in confirmation, and that smile only grew. He watched as she stood up, the puppy happily wagging his tail, and she went up to him, pulling out a red string from the pocket in her dress. She laughed at him, and asked him to hold out his hand- he honestly didn't remember why in the world he did, but he did. She tied the red string to his pinky and told him that he could be her knight in shining armor- to to always come to save her from then on. He recalled that she was all but playful as she said a damsel always had a knight to fall in love with, after all.
He remembered that she had smiled before running down the hill with the puppy at her heels, the fireworks starting just then. It showered the little girl with light, and he didn't know if it was just the coloring of the fireworks itself, but he noted that her hair was a soft shade of pink.
The jounin let his words die there, finally looking at the female using him as a pillow. He smiled, noticing the slow rhythm of her chest rising and falling, and decided it was a good as time as any to take a nap himself. His last words was a murmured thank you, for though he would never admit, he did believe in strings of fate- and was glad that she was the first to tie a knot to his.
Author: katanaxmistress
Pairing: KakaSaku
Rating: G
Warnings: Cuteness? To the max?
Word Count: 762
Disclaimer: Do not own NARUTO. Kishimoto does.
Author's notes: I personally think that everyone is connected with strings of fate. . . Knots within the string tells you whether or not you and that person will meet or something such as that. . . Kind of got inspired by it, sort of. ahhahahahaha. &beta'd by incuchiq7prb
It had been one of those lazy days where they found themselves on one of the training grounds; him with his back against a tree, and her with her head in his lap. He had his favorite novel in his hand, but was too busy stroking her hair and staring up at the sky to actually read it. So, when she asked him about proposing, he stiffened and immediately looked down at her with something quite near fear on his features. Luckily, Sakura had her eyes closed and he saw the smile on her lips; it was just a question being asked, like always.
He relaxed and asked her to elaborate. She shrugged a shoulder and asked him the same question with different words. Scratching the side of his head, Kakashi explained to her that he had never proposed to anyone, nor anyone to him. Sakura just wiggled against him and told her to tell her something, at least. He let his shoulders sag and, after a few moments of silence, cautiously reiterated what he remembered from so long ago.
He told her it was when he was actively doing missions for Anbu, probably around the time that he was eighteen or nineteen years old. It had been during the night of Tanabata and his squad was drawing sticks to see who would end up with perimeter duty. He ended up getting the short stick and was therefore stuck with the responsibility of making sure that no problems arose from outside threats.
Kakashi stopped there to tell Sakura that it was absolutely boring- and received a punch to the arm along with a sleepy demand to continue.
He complied and told her how he had been standing guard amongst the edge of the forest and watching the bustling crowd from a distance- when he was disrupted by two small girls running up the hill. He remembered muttering something about how lazy parents were getting in watching their children as he kept an eye out for them. He told her that one of the girls left to get something, and the one remaining sat down against the grass to look up at the stars.
Kakashi paused once more, but didn't look down at the medic to gauge her reaction. Instead he scratched his cheek and continued.
There was a rustle from below him not long after, and before he could react, something had run out into the clearing the little girl was in. He had jumped down to protect her, thinking the worst. He recalled that his sword was unsheathed by the time he landed, but before he could see what was happening, he heard laughter instead. He froze, realizing that the rustle had been a stray dog which was now licking the girl's face. He sheathed the sword but the slight click it made didn't go unnoticed. The girl had turned to him and smiled- it was sweet and gentle... so naive.
He told Sakura that the girl asked him if he thought the dog was a 'bad guy'. He gave a nod in confirmation, and that smile only grew. He watched as she stood up, the puppy happily wagging his tail, and she went up to him, pulling out a red string from the pocket in her dress. She laughed at him, and asked him to hold out his hand- he honestly didn't remember why in the world he did, but he did. She tied the red string to his pinky and told him that he could be her knight in shining armor- to to always come to save her from then on. He recalled that she was all but playful as she said a damsel always had a knight to fall in love with, after all.
He remembered that she had smiled before running down the hill with the puppy at her heels, the fireworks starting just then. It showered the little girl with light, and he didn't know if it was just the coloring of the fireworks itself, but he noted that her hair was a soft shade of pink.
The jounin let his words die there, finally looking at the female using him as a pillow. He smiled, noticing the slow rhythm of her chest rising and falling, and decided it was a good as time as any to take a nap himself. His last words was a murmured thank you, for though he would never admit, he did believe in strings of fate- and was glad that she was the first to tie a knot to his.