I do not own any of these characters, the show Naruto or an related trademarks, though I can honestly say I own the computer on which these were typed. I also have 2 cats. But I digress.
Number 1: Abominable
It wasn't really a kiss, per say. It was simple, aggressive, disaccorded violence. This, this abomination of a kiss was all the anger and lust and wrongness and taboo of their relationship, was the simple desire to turn that gleam in her eye that only signified coming tears back into the intelligence and love for life it used to be. It was a clash of lips and faces and personalities and worlds, and in its stead something whole and new and so very fragile, standing timidly amidst the rubble. And when he yanked back, that timid fragile thing shattered in front of them.
Number 2: Picture Perfect
He is numb now, calm, as he lifts the picture off his dresser and stares down at the pink hair of a young woman. In the picture, it is a beautiful and bitterly cold fall, and he holds her close under the eves of her home's veranda. He remembers that day, as Naruto cheerfully snapped the shot, Sakura smiling into the camera while he stared distracted down at her with the softest of eyes, a picture that she said had always been her favorite. It is the most exquisite of torture to see her standing there perfectly fine when he knows she is anything but.
Number 3: Superficial
He had always been content with the simplicity of their relationship. They both accepted and knew that nothing more than the superficial could be given when in their line of work, so they were content to gently curl up into each other and forget on those rare nights when both were in the village and away from observant shinobi eyes. It shouldn't have stung so badly then, when he saw the way she looked up at him after that fateful mission to retrieve that lost boy she used to love. Because there was nothing superficial about the abandoned look to her eyes, and there was certainly something more than the surface, when he gathered her shamelessly into his arms, in front of the hokage no less, and carried her away to sit in his lap and cry in the quiet glades of training ground 3.
Number 4: Hella Crunk
She'd always, to him anyways, been a capable shinobi. Nothing special, nothing to be underestimated either. He had expected her to flourish under the Hokage, learning medical ninjutsu to save lives like she had always wanted more than anything else. He hadn't, however, expected a petite fist to barrel violently into the earth, jarring everything between them (and much around them) loose in a massive upheaval. And as he sat, dazed and trapped in the rubble, he realized with a sudden clarity that Sakura was a capable shinobi indeed. And he'd best not forget it.
Number 5: Ecumenicism
It was wrong in so many different ways. Mathematically (regardless what Genma might think, 14 years DID matter); psychologically (as if he need anymore issues in THAT department); physically (he was so much TALLER than her); emotionally (shouldn't lust be far more distinct than this other emotion?); ecumenically ( God or not, he couldn't imagine having a soul after those past few thoughts); musically (he wasn't sure exactly how, but he was sure it was wrong somehow.) But when he is pinned forcefully to a tree and kissed firmly the only thing that feels wrong is that it has taken so long to reach that point.
Author's Note: Alright, my plan is to have these up every two days or so, a group of five paragraphs that just talk about different ways a relationship between kakashi and sakura could pan out.
That is all. Feedback in all aspects is fairly appreciated.
Peace and love.
Prince of the Swamp