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I now grant you Part 9!
Title: Neighbors
Fandom: Naruto
Pairing: Kakashi/Sakura
Rating: T
Summary: Kakashi sets to get revenge on Sakura for the false rumors she started.
Neighbors
aka virgin chronicles part 9
He really didn't understand why certain people in the village wouldn't let him sleep in like he always wanted to. It was Naruto asking for ramen, Genma dragging him out to the bars, or Sakura making house calls for his injuries. It was so hard to be popular these days. Nevertheless, even Naruto had the nerve to know better than to stand there at the front door, pounding away like he was having a heart attack. Moreover, didn't civilians know to just let sleeping ninja lie?
They should be grateful that shinobi as young as 12 were sacrificing their lives to go out and murder other assassins so the plain, absent-minded owner of a book store could be provided with a decent standard of living. If Kakashi really wanted to be specific, Konoha residents should be sending Yamato several fruit baskets for taking the time and energy to reconstruct the infrastructure of an entire village destroyed from the aftermath of a war. But no, no. They were beating against the wooden door of his apartment early in the morning, sending a clear message that it would not be pleasant news, even if Kakashi had been a bright morning person.
He unlocked his door, only opening it by a small sliver as the rays of sunlight were still too bright for his liking. After a few blinks, his lone eye barely regarded the short, plump stature of his neighbor, fists clenched at his side and hardly able to restrain the evident anger in his expression. Kakashi groaned. Did he really have to deal with this now?
“Hatake! I've been putting up with this for a few weeks, and this is the third time I've had to tell you,” he puffed in exasperation.
“Tell me what?” Kakashi croaked, clearly still half asleep. He raised his arm to lean against his doorframe, resting his head as the insignificant civilian vented over such miniscule issues. He briefly wondered if there was any coffee left in his place. Or maybe he should just sleep away the rest of the day.
“Your loud movies! They are completely inappropriate and the volume is absolutely unacceptable. I've told you again and again that some tenants have kids here, and Icha Icha movies blaring until 3 in the morning can not be tolerated.”
“Ah, well, the volume button on my tv is broken.”
“So use the remote!”
“I think I lost it.”
“Hatake!” he pointed his finger in distemper. “You better figure out some other way to watch those vulgar movies, or I'll have you kicked out!”
Kakashi sighed. This was really uncalled for. “I'll take care of it, then. Sorry to be a bother,” he droned, repeating the exact line he's told the guy several times before.
“Good,” the chubby man huffed. “You're not even embarrassed by that vulgar stuff,” he mumbled, retiring to his adjacent apartment, slamming his door in a pointless manner.
The sleepy ninja shut his own and dragged himself to crash on his couch. He really didn't see the harm in his choice of entertainment. Was it really indecent to want to share Jiraiya's masterpieces with the rest of the apartment building? Kakashi was simply trying to encourage an interest in some outstanding literary works. It was hardly embarrassing for someone like him to express his enthusiasm for the Icha Icha series. If it was someone like Hinata or Sakura...
If it was Sakura...
She wouldn't be able to live it down, caught in a promiscuous situation like that. She wouldn't normally be the type to show her wanton nature that was surely to be underneath the proud and stubborn mask she wore. Yet, if a handsome and highly-professional ninja managed to peel away the layers that trapped the wildcat within her, she surely wouldn't be able to deny what was undoubtedly a part of her. She was only human. Kakashi got up from his seat, a smirk on his lips.
If it was Sakura who happened to publicly expose herself as the sexual deviant of the village...
well, then life would be perfect.