Title: Prisoner
Pairing: Tsunade/Kakashi
Summary: Lady Tsunade was fed up with Kakashi's utter bullshit about getting lost on the road of life and all that nonsense. So as punishment, she ties him to one of the chairs in her office every morning, for one whole week. This way, he won't have any excuses for being late.
Author's Note: So this is my first ever Naruto fanfic. Not sure if it's good, but I did my best. The pairing is KakaTsu… I don't give a crap what people say about this pairing being weird and awkward and just wrong. I'll write whatever I want. Lol! But if you like this, then you should leave a review, right? Please? Thank you! Reviews mean speedier updates and more stories on this particular pairing. I just fell in love with this pairing after stumbling across a few of their stories. There aren't much of them out there. I don't get why. *shrugs* But anyway, R&R!
Chapter One:
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"You called for me, Hokage-sama?" Kakashi asks curiously, his typical bored expression evident in his unconcealed eye.
Tsunade's nose flares as she glares daggers into the silver-haired ninja. "Yes, I did… ABOUT SIX HOURS AGO!" She shrieks, startling the silver-haired ninja.
He's quick to recover, trying his best to sound as remorseful as he can manage without seeming worried. "Forgive me, Hokage-sama… you see, I had gotten lost on the road of li—,"
"Cut the crap, Hatake!" Tsunade snaps angrily at him. "I've had enough of your pathetic excuses. Because of your lack of punctuality, I had to send off Sakura and Ino on a mission that will surely end badly!"
"Uhhh, and why would it end badly?" Kakashi questions curiously.
"Have you paid any attention to those two?! They spend majority of their time fighting with each other! It's a miracle they haven't killed each other yet!"
He's confused to say the least. What does any of this have to do with me? "I don't understand, Lady Hokage. I—,"
"Of course you don't!" Tsunade cuts him off sharply. "You don't understand a thing because you're never here on time!"
"Forgive me again, Hokage. Allow me to track down Sakura and Ino. It won't take long before I find them, and I'll make sure to return them back safely after they've completed their mission."
"Forget it!" Tsunade shrieks. "Your offer would've been convenient had you been here two hours ago! I've already sent Yamato after them to make sure they return safely to the village."
"Oh… Well, in that case, I suppose I'm no longer needed here, so I'm just going to—,"
"Oh no you don't, Kakashi!" Tsunade cuts him off again, springing from behind her desk, leaning forward and grabbing him by the collar of his vest. "You, are not going anywhere for the rest of the day."
His unhidden eye widens momentarily. "Uhh, did you have another mission for me?"
"Yes." Tsunade replies shrewdly. Before he knows it, she's pulling out a long rope from her desk and wrapping it around him, making sure to tighten the holds of it.
"What are you doing?"
"What does it look like I'm doing?!" Tsunade snaps at him, tying the knots carefully. When she's done, she pushes him down on to the chair in front of her desk, smiling brazenly at him and enjoying the image of a squirming, out-of-character Kakashi. She walks back to her desk, calmly taking her seat. "You, Kakashi Hatake, will sit in my office, and wait for the moment when I need you for a mission."
Gulp. 'You've gotta be fucking kidding me!'
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Six Hours Later:
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"Lady Hokage?" Kakashi interrupts for the sixth time in the past minute, further irritating the blonde Hokage.
"What now, Kakashi?!"
"Uhhh, forgive me for interrupting your precious time, but… you see, I—I was wondering if maybe I could take a break?"
Tsunade quirks an eyebrow at him, "A break?"
"It's urgent." He answers sheepishly as a small blush creeps up his neck. Thankfully, his mask keeps it hidden. He glances down at the seam of his pants, pointedly looking at the Hokage, and hoping she gets the message. He really needs to take a leak. Like, really really badly.
Tsunade instantly understands, but her expression purposely remains confused. "I'm not sure I know what you're asking, Hatake." I do know, actually.
God, she's evil! She's really going to make me say it?! "Uhh, you know?" he nods again at his crotch. "I have to…" he purposely trails off, not wanting to say it.
If he's not saying it, I'm not helping him. Tsunade inwardly smirks, "You have to what, Kakashi? I don't understand what it is that you want?"
Again, he nods at his crotch, making Tsunade roll her eyes. You wanna play that game? Fine. "Your pants are too tight?"
He shakes his head. "No."
"Too loose?"
"Not really, no."
"Are you… itching in a certain area?"
Kakashi's eye widen, but he shakes his head. "No, Hokage-sama."
"You wish to quell an urge for sexual pleasures?"
"What?! No!" Kakashi quickly defends. "I—I have to take a leak!"
Tsunade grins triumphantly. "Why didn't you just say so? That's all you had to say, Kakashi."
He glares at her, but she doesn't seem to notice as she gets up from her seat. "You already knew."
"Knew what? I don't know what you're talking about." Tsunade shrugs. She walks over to Kakashi, grinning widely at him. "You should consider yourself lucky." With that, she turns, picking up a trash bin from the side of her desk and placing it on the only vacant area on Kakashi's chair, between his legs.
"What is this?" Kakashi asks incredulously.
Tsunade raises an eyebrow at him. "It's a trash bin. Use it."
"For what?!"
Tsunade shrugs, "Use your brain, Kakashi."
He stares at her, absolutely livid, and frustrated, and close to wetting his pants. He's desperate and sweating, needing to release the excess water in his body. "Lady Hokage, please." He pleads desperately.
"Please what, Kakashi?" Tsunade asks teasingly, her back to him as she pretends to read a report on her desk.
"I uhhh, I can't—I mean my hands are tied… I can't reach my pants zipper." He looks away in embarrassment.
Tsunade resists the urge to give a winning smile. She loves this feeling of dominance and victory over the great copy-ninja of Konoha. She turns, giving him a questioning look. "And what do you want me to do about it?"
"Well, you could start by untying my hands."
She rolls her eyes at him. "And how do I know you won't run away the moment I untie you?"
"I won't." Kakashi promises. "You have my word."
She rolls her eyes again at that comment. "You also gave your word to the village that you would be a responsible and respectful shinobi… and you have yet to prove that you've kept your word. You're always showing up late, sometimes you don't show up at all, you're disrespectful in that aspect, you always disobey my direct orders, and you're the lousiest liar I've ever met… So tell me. Why should I believe that you won't run when I untie you?"
"Uhhh, you don't have to… not unless you want this particular chair I'm sitting on to reek of piss for the next month."
Tsunade snorts, leaning forward and resting her hands on either side of Kakashi's head on the chair. "I can easily replace a chair, Kakashi."
He's sweat dropping, barely able to keep his impending release of liquid waste at bay. "Please." He begs, his eyes innocent and pleading. "Can you at least unzip it for me?"
Tsunade makes a split second decision and finally decides on letting him pass this once. She slides her hand down to his crotch, stilling her fingers over the zipper of his pants for a moment, before she finally takes a hold of the zipper and pulling it down slowly. Daintily. Painfully slow, to the point where it seemed like she was about to undress him, rather than just unzip his pants so he can take a fucking piss. When she's done, she can't help it. It's completely natural for her to take a peek, right? She's human afterall. And any woman with a heartbeat would have to be blind, or downright insane to not, at the very least, be curious about what the handsome, muscular, infamous copy-ninja was working with. It's a quick glance, but she sees only a sliver of skin. Just skin. No hair. Who knew Kakashi was one to… manscape? She tears her eyes away, clearing her throat as she turns around and walks back to her desk. She keeps her back to him, listening carefully to the sounds so she can try to visualize what exactly he's doing.
She can hear him wiggling in his chair, probably trying to pop out his manhood, and then get it to aim inside the trash bin. She bites her lip, trying hard not to picture what he looks like right now. And he's only right behind her! She could just turn and—no! I'm the fucking Hokage! I can't!... But you're the fucking Hokage! You can do whatever the fuck you want!... No! I shouldn't. It's wrong. That's technically rape. But—
The sound of liquid running into metal meets her ears, and she almost wants to laugh at the absurdity of the moment. This was wrong in so many ways. And in some twisted, stupid, idiotic way, Kakashi was getting something out of this. He gets to urinate inside her office, which would've been quite offensive, had she not been the one to make him do it.
"Uh, Lady Hokage?"
Kakashi's voice pulls her from her thoughts, and she's half thankful for that. "Yes?" her voice shakes just the tiniest bit, and she mentally kicks herself for it.
"I—I can't… I mean. I can't put it back inside my pants."
Her face flushes red and she looks down at her desk. Goddammit! Why the hell did I think it'd be a good idea to tease him like this?! Now I'M the one who's getting tortured! Clearing her throat, she turns around, looking right at his face(mask and all), careful not to let her eyes stray to his lap. But really, it's no use because from her peripherals, she's really really looking. And from what her peripherals can catch, he's quite long… and thick. And Dear god, he's half my age! What the fuck am I thinking? She walks up to him, keeping her eyes trained on his face.
He's inwardly burning with embarrassment. He has never been more humiliated in all of his life. He wouldn't have said anything after releasing the wrath of his bladder inside the trash bin, but he's not exactly keen on sitting there for the rest of the day, with his junk hanging out and about. So now, he's trying not to squirm as Tsunade walks over to him, leaning down towards him, her eyes piercing into his unveiled one. For a moment, he thinks she's going to grab his junk and push it back into his pants, and he finds himself sweating, and breathing heavily at the thought. And you really can't blame him for the way he feels his manhood twitch at the thought. He's a hot-blooded male with eyes. Any man with eyes would have to be dumb, or gay to not notice the attractiveness of the fifth Hokage. And he's not dumb, nor is he gay.
From her peripherals, she sees all. She resists the urge to smirk at the hint of reaction that she gets from the silver haired ninja. He's nervous, she can tell. And because she's a stubborn bitch, she wasn't about to let that triumph die just yet. She takes the trash bin from between his legs, setting it down by the chair. She slowly leans closer to him, her face an inch away from his masked one, and she lets herself grin, finally showing her true expression of victory to him. His eye widens, and she chuckles softly, letting her voice drop to a whisper as she moves her head beside his, her lips a mere centimeter away from his ear. "You need help with that?" His breath catches at the back of his throat and her grin widens.
His head moves away from her, his eye widening further as he stares up at her. There is something definitely wrong with this woman! . "I—Uhh, you—,"
A knock at the door interrupts, and Kakashi jumps in his seat as Tsunade straightens back up.
Shizune's voice floats from the opposite side of the door, "Hokage-sama, Ino and Sakura have returned from their mission. Should I send them in?"
"Give me a moment." Tsunade calls, and a moment later, Shizune calls a simple 'Hai' before silence overtakes yet again.
"Please just untie me." Kakashi pleads desperately.
Tsunade snorts, "Not happening, Hatake." She walks back to her desk, opening a drawer and pulling out something that Kakashi can't really see.
"Ino and Sakura will surely think something weird is going on if they come in to find me tied up and with my… Uhh, you know?" he nods towards his junk lying against his thigh. "out of my pants."
"That's not going to be a problem."
"Why not?!"
"Because you're not going to be out here when they come in."
His eyes light up in relief. "You're gonna let me go?"
Tsunade blinks at him. "Where did you get that?"
"Uhhh—,"
"You're hiding in the closet." Tsunade cuts him off, pointing to the closet on the far left side of her office.
"But—," He doesn't get to finish protesting because suddenly, Tsunade's hand pulls down his mask, and in one swift motion, she slaps a slab of tape over his mouth before pulling his mask back up to cover his face. He squirms, letting out a muffled scream.
"MMMMMPHHHH!"
"Shut it, Hatake. If you disrupt my meeting with Ino and Sakura, I'll make sure that you never come out of that closet, got it?!"
He can only nod. What other option does he have? She drags him out of his chair (junk still out) and pushes him towards the closet door, and then shoving him inside.
"MMPH!"
She points at him, glaring daggers at him with her eyes. "Quiet!" she whispers furiously. With that, she takes a step back, and closes the closet doors tightly, leaving him in total darkness.
He listens to the soft thuds of Tsunade's footsteps drawing away from the closet and towards the door. "Shizune, send them in."
"Hai."
Kakashi slides down to the floor, leaning his head back and closing his normal eye. This is officially, the worst day of my life.
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Author's Note: Hello! Well, this concludes chapter one, but I'll try to update as soon as I can. Please leave a review! Chapter Two will be up soon!
-McDiggin'It