A fluffy one-shot :)
Scattered Thoughts
The gentle splashing of water breaks through the calm of the night, disrupting the silence that had settled slowly as the night passed. Drops splatter against the surface, creating a steady rhythm of splish-splash. A foot glides across the surface, creating only the slightest of disruption on the surface. Hands fly up, fighting, defeating, various enemies, each in the form of a shimmering water droplet.
A petite form dances across the surface, moonlight illuminating pale cheeks, soft curves, determined eyes. Gracefulness is displayed in the fluid taijutsu steps; strength is mixed in with the flow of her pirouetting body that lands softly on the surface, only to swiftly strike each and every one of the water droplets.
For every drop of water that flows around her, it is double the number that returns to the water's surface.
An elegant dance is spun, the intense taijutsu hidden by the beauty that is displayed in every one of her graceful movements. Growing tresses of indigo hair are thrown back, the slightest hint of a smile on her porcelain face.
It's the first time Kakashi has ever thought of the young Hyuuga heiress as…
Beautiful.
In silent agreement, the moon casts its gentle rays on the Hyuuga girl, kissing her cheeks, caressing her bare arms.
x-x-x
The village is bustling with excited people, each going on about how the Daimyo of Fire Country is visiting, bringing his reputedly handsome son along with him. There are hushed whispers of a formal ceremony introducing his son and talks of "looking for a bride" are whispered between giggling clan head wives.
Kakashi pays it no mind, too immersed in Jiraiya's novel, the only thing that keeps his attention nowadays, besides the random mission and intense training sessions.
A familiar head of dark indigo passes by, disappearing into a sweets store.
His eye involuntarily follows it, slightly disappointed when it vanishes from his limited sight. He immediately perks up when he sees the owner of the indigo hair step out of the shop, a smile on her face and a sweet treat in her hands.
It's only when she bumps into a young man that Kakashi realizes that he hasn't once opened his book since taking it out of his pocket.
His book is very nearly crushed in his grip when he hears her giggle as the young man licks the sticky treat off his fingers, waving away her rushed apologies with a grin.
When he hears the clan head wives speak of marriage between the Fire Lord's son and a daughter of one of Konoha's prestigious clans, he immediately sprints off towards the direction of the Hyuuga compound.
He almost sighs in relief when he sees that the famous ceremonial flags that signify a marriage in the clan aren't raised.
"K-Kakashi-sensei? W-what are you doing h-here?"
Kakashi put away his book and smiled.
"I was just wondering if you wanted to get some dango together."
A surprised look flitters across her face before being replaced with a crimson blush.
"S-sure?"
That's the first time Kakashi has seen such a pretty blush cross the shy girl's face.
x-x-x
When he sees how she stammers and blushes darkly around his blonde-haired student, a fist clenches painfully, hidden inside the creases of his pocket.
He swears he sees Jiraiya smirk, a knowing look in his eyes, when he practically pushes Naruto out the door. An excuse is quickly mumbled under his breath, somehow placating the loud-mouthed boy's yelling.
Kakashi's glad, because he has no idea what he said.
He'd say anything, though, so long as he gets the blonde away from the blushing girl.
Kakashi almost stops in his tracks, only inches away from the closed Hokage's door, when he realizes that this is the first time jealousy has directed any of his actions.
It's only when the lightest hint of lavender brushes against his nose that Kakashi knows why.
x-x-x
It's dark when he enters the village gates, a bloody Naruto in his arms, a staggering Tenzou on his left.
He enters the hospital, its familiar sterile scent welcoming. Quick hands take the bleeding form of his student. Kakashi almost slumps over in relief when the weight is released from his arms.
He didn't think he could stand hearing the boy mutter, "Sasuke, Sasuke," anymore.
His wounds are treated quickly, none of them severe. He's ordered a week of bed rest, though, not that he is surprised.
"You used your Sharingan too much, Kakashi," explains Sakura.
He nods and tells her to tend to Naruto, amazed at the speed she leaves; the door is almost wrenched off its hinges at the frantic way she opens it.
The door closes shut, thankfully still intact.
Kakashi leans his head back, his mind drifting to distant places filled with the refreshing scent of lavender mixed with clear water and a curvaceous goddess dancing gracefully on the water's surface.
He's startled to hear the door open. Timid steps patter in, the soft inhale and exhale of a person's breath making his heart speed up.
He knows this familiar step pattern, that hesitant way her lips draws in air…
"Hinata?"
Pale lavender eyes stare fearfully at his chest. Kakashi looks down, laughing slightly when he sees the bandages covering his upper chest.
"A-are you ok?"
"Of course," he answers smoothly.
The rest of the shy girl's visit is spent in silence. It's an odd kind of silence, though. For some reason, he feels his heart start to beat in time with her soft breaths. For some reason, a strange sense of peace is filling his chest, making him feel warm.
"I'm sorry I'm so b-boring," he hears her mutter in a small voice as soft footsteps inch towards the door.
Was she leaving him?
Fear fills him, replacing the utter serenity that had been embracing him.
"You're not," he whispers hoarsely. "You're not boring at all."
When he sees her stop, a shocked look on her pale face, Kakashi smiles slightly.
"So don't ever worry about that, not when you're with me."
He considers it an accomplishment when she sits back down on the visitor's seat, a small smile on her lips.
x-x-x
Kakashi doesn't know when it happened, but something had changed in his life.
No longer did his life center around the memorial stone, missions, and Icha Icha Paradise.
His eye always trace her figure, his fingers always twitch in longing. His lips always curve into smiles when he sees her blushing cheeks, his heart always feels empty when she leaves on months-long missions with her team.
Something's changed in his life, all having to do with the protesting young woman in his arms, crushed against his chest.
"K-Kakashi... W-what are you doing? We're in front of the g-gates. Everyone's l-looking at u-mmphf!"
It's no longer the mind-numbing pages of erotica that occupies his mind, nor the life-risking missions he partakes in... it's the taste of her lips, the feel of her hair, the warmth of her body against his that he finds himself craving for, desperately so.
He devours her lips in front of everyone, sending out the hint that Hinata was his, not some Fire Lord's son, not some blonde idiot's, not the Hyuuga clan's.
His.
Besides, judging from the way Hinata tentatively deepens the kiss, she missed him too.
Rather vague, I suppose, but I thought a fic where Kakashi realizes his feelings would be utterly adorable and fun to write.
It was :)
Hope you guys enjoyed!