Yo guys. I won't apologize for not writing because I know you don't want to hear it and I honestly just haven't wanted to update.
I have recently become obsessed with Naruto (Kakashi specifically) and have decided to write fanfiction for it. I would have done a Kakashi/Rin fanfic but I prefer my OC. :D Check out my community for more Kakashi/Akiko action!
Warnings: None for this one except a few little suggestive comments.
Disclaimer: Don't own Naruto but 'Kiko's mine.
Third Person POV
"You know you don't have to wear that when you're here."
Akiko sauntered into their bedroom. She climbed onto the king sized bed, resting her head by Kakashi's feet.
She sighed when he didn't respond. Nudging his chest with one foot, Akiko struggled to get the elite ninja's attention.
"Kakashi!" Akiko shouted, extremely frustrated.
He slowly set his beloved orange book down, using his finger as a bookmark, and stared his girlfriend down, wondering if she would shrink back under the cold gaze that sent chills down everyone else's spines.
Not only did she maintain her confidence, but her anger increased at the irritated look. Did he honestly think one look could send her away?
"Take the mask off, Kakashi," she ordered, using her cold, demanding tone that she usually reserved for nuisances in her life other than the ever-silent sensei.
He sighed when she said this, setting his book face-down on top f the dark wooden headboard.
Staring at the woman stretched out by his feet, Kakashi waited for the moment her anger would melt and her guard would drop.
Neither of these things happened.
The young ninja was shocked every time she displayed a stubbornness any ninja would kill for. Once she made a decision she stuck to it. She did everything in her power to complete her goal. She was extremely...powerful and persuasive...for a civilian.
"No," he said, his voice hard, venom dripping from the single word.
Dark eyebrows rose on Akiko's face. She swiftly collected herself and slid off the bed.
She stormed out of the room, not once glancing back. She collapsed onto the couch and sighed, her anger fading slowly. Akiko wished she hadn't fought with Kakashi. He meant everything to her, even if she couldn't tell him that, and the unconditional love was intensified by his absence.
Akiko lay under the heavy blanket, wondering whether or not she should go back to her boyfriend and make up with him. She had her ways of making her forgive him...
Exactly twelve minutes after the young girl angrily exited the bedroom, Kakashi emerged.
His dark mask was pulled down past his perfect lips, his chiseled jaw, and the thin cloth was draped across his shoulders. The leaf headband that usually left all but a single eye covered hung loosely around his neck. The precious orange book was nowhere to be seen.
Kakashi said nothing as he knelt beside Akiko. He placed one hand on her slender arm and one on her knee.
She looked into his eyes, the dark one and the red one. She wasn't remotely disturbed by the Sharingan eye, but rather by the vicious scar cutting his left orb in two.
"How many times have I seen your face?" Akiko asked, tracing his jaw with one finger.
A small smile appeared on the handsome man's face as he held up two fingers, eyes scanning over Akiko's.
"And how long have we been going out?"
After glancing at his hands, Kakashi held up 7 fingers, this time wearing a mask of guilt.
"Sorry," he muttered, leaning forward to kiss Akiko. "I really do love you," he whispered.
"I love you too," she whispered back, moaning as he hoisted himself onto the couch.
That was the last coherent thing she said that night.
I'm happy with how this turned out. It's a little OOC for Kakashi, but I still liked it. It may not be a very good first impression for their pairing, but I needed some angst and fighting. R&R?