AN: My first non-Usagi centered SM x-over, not to mention my first attempt at a drabble. This was part of a Secret Santa gift fic for Jade Cerise on 30 Houshin. Check out the link on my profile page, there are many drabbles written by some of the best SM crossover writers posted on that site, plus some really unique crossovers (like SM with Angel Sanctuary and Tsubasa).
Disclaimer: Don't own anything.
Flu Shot
"Michiru-chan?" A deep hoarse voice groaned out, accompanied by body racking coughs.
The young woman rolled her eyes uncharacteristically at the mirror before answering sweetly. "Yes, Kakashi-chan? What can I do for you?"
"I haven't received my morning kiss yet," the pitiful voice of Konoha's infamous Copy Cat Ninja pleaded, imitating Naruto's 'ramen deprived' tone perfectly. "Don't you love me anymore?"
"Of course I love you. But I thought Tsunade-sama explained already," Michiru said patiently. "I can't be in the same room with you when you have the flu. The village is overflowing with missions. It's bad enough that their amazing Kakashi-san is sick, we can't both be sick just for selfish reasons, it'll too irresponsible." Reaching up, she twisted her turquoise hair into a neat little bun, fixing them into place with hair pins, before placing a small white hat to the perfect place.
"But I've been lying here fore five days, five days of no seeing, no touching, and no kissing you. It sucks to be quarantined." The desperation moved from Naruto-level whining to Usagi-level begging, accompanied by a little sniffling on the side. "I've even re-read all of my Icha Icha books. I have so many new ideas and positions that I want to try but no one to try it with."
She straightened the dress she was wearing, smoothing away imaginary wrinkles, before slipping her slender feet into the white stilettos. The elegant heels clicked loudly against the bathroom tiles as she walked back to the counter, putting the finishing touches on her makeup.
"Michi-chan? Are you going out?" the question was accompanied by another wave of dry coughs. "You better not be going out with that Haruka person again. I don't care what you say, until I can verify it for myself, I still think that she's a man."
Michiru grinned to herself at the jealousy in her husband's voice. It was incredibly flattering that he could still get jealous after five years of marriage. Finally satisfied with her image, the young woman elegantly picked up the stainless steel tray before opening the bathroom door.
"I can think up at least a thousand ways to kill him if…" the words died on Kakashi's lips as most seductive nurse he ever laid eye on walked out of his bathroom.
Michiru could see the lecherous grin under the mask as the exposed black eye caressed her body intimately from the little nurse hat, down to the mini-nurse uniform dress she borrowed from Shizune, down her naked legs ending at her feet, strapped in dainty stiletto heels. "It's time for your shot, Hatake-sama." She held up a syringe in one white silk gloved hand.
Without a second word, one of the most fearsome men in Konoha turned onto his stomach obediently, before a bare bottom started to wiggle excitedly in the air.
AN: As always, thanks to Cygnea-chan for editing. Reviews and comments are always welcome.