GaiKaka Gai x Kakashi ... Kakashi's got an agenda, and is overstressed. Gai thinks it might be his own fault. Mishaps and Misunderstandings...
Hi!! This is my first "chaptered" fic. I know that the chapters are short, so I'll try to update frequently. A lot of them have already been written.
This story has a relationship between the two male characters Gai and Kakashi of Naruto (which I don't own) .. so if you don't like, don't read. This chapter is incredibly tame, so.. like.. G rating. But it gets better/smuttier later.. I'll try and warn you at the top of each chapter.
Other than that, enjoy!
Chapter One: Being a Morning Person
Kakashi mumbled and cursed the sunlight now slipping through his window shutters. Stupid morning, he thought, sinking deeper into the warm mass of blanket around him. Squinting painfully, he waited for his vision to stop blurring and adjust. It must have been.. what.. Five? Six? He groaned and rolled onto his other side, wanting just five more minutes.
What day is it today? Monday? No.. Monday had already gone this week.
Thursday? He thought for a minute… Yeah, definitely Thursday.
He resisted the urge to drift off.
What's happening on Thursday? Anything to keep his mind awake.
Thursday…
He bolted upright. Thursday!! THURSDAY!?
God.. it was Thursday. He rummaged through the scraps of notes next to his bed which he used to remind himself of things, though they rarely worked.
He found it…
The morning was beautiful. The sun was escaping the fluffiest of orange-pink clouds and slowly rising over the rocky cliffs surrounding the sleeping village.
Gai stretched and propped himself on his terrace window.
The view from this particular window was one much sought after by many. Not because of the beautiful sunrises which Gai appreciated for starting his glorious, youthful day. But because of the other view one could get.
Immediately below was the hot springs.
A direct view into the naked paradise which was the local bath. Of course, when the small apartment came onto market, the current Hokage, Tsunade, knew that its owner had to be chosen very carefully. Several people Tsunade refused had applied for the apartment, including Jiraiya. But after much chaos, Tsunade had finally found faith in Gai's decency.
So by refusing to watch the ladies at the spring, he had achieved his spectacular morning views.
He closed his eyes and inhaled slowly, smiling. Peace. His guard was lowering, the dawn was so tranquil.
He opened his eyes a crack, and was greeted by a glimpse of silver.
Kakashi. Hatake Kakashi.
He felt his beautiful dawn finally rising into the day. Morning-Gai was leaving, ghosting away. He felt rejuvenated.
He threw on his orange leg-weights and leaped out the window, grinning.
Kakashi was marching through the market place. Head thoroughly buried in his Icha Icha Violence. Frustrated at the fact that he fell behind on his series, the newest Icha Icha coming out today, Kakashi was determined to finish the book on his way to the stall. All that extra-training with Naruto was cutting way too much into his reading time.
Dodging villagers and noisy stall-owners alike, Kakashi continued his weaved path through the market. He'd endure this raucous crowd if he had to.
A brilliant flash of green in the sky. A flying masterpiece. He felt as if he was the very pinnacle of youth this morning. He landed heavily, snapping back up, masquerading and posing, back turned to an oncoming collision.
Come on, Come on! This book couldn't go on for another chapter! Kakashi had his face up to the page, getting rather uncharacteristically annoyed at the small book. He had broken into quick, long strides, obsessing over the words he was reading, making himself more and more determined. In fact, he was caught up in his perverted literature that he didn't notice the eye-paining green-clad obstacle direct ahead of him.
Thud!
A flexing pose mixed with the speed of porn-fuelled determination. The result was… well. There were limbs entangled everywhere. Kakashi cursed under his breath, already knowing very well there was only one idiot who would wear so much green at this time of day. He gave one look at his presiding situation, and discovered himself thoroughly pinned down under the moron, faces uncomfortably close. A quick shove into his chest proved useless. Gai manoeuvred himself so that Kakashi was still pinned down, but their faces weren't almost touching. The chidori-user simply glared and Gai took the hint.
Kakashi was fuming and scowling, everyone had their bad days, and had a good mind to destroy him right there. Deciding it was better to not say anything, he simply stormed away, bad mood in tow, muttering quietly like a madman.
Gai sat where he fell, gaping confusedly after the silver-haired streak that was his rival and, admittedly, best friend. He stood up, brushing himself off and staring in the direction Kakashi had disappeared in, before turning back around to the villagers, who had lost interest in the brief disturbance.
He smiled at a bent-over old woman and offered to help her take her shopping home, in the good name of Youth. After some odd looks she agreed, and he burdened the weight of several wicker baskets of vegetables onto his shoulders, taking one last concerned look behind him.