A New Blossom - Bloopers & Extras 2


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Well, this is Snippet #2. If you want to ask for a prompt, then please do so in the review-section. I will try to come back to you ASAP. Even if it takes me a year or so. (*awkward shuffling*)
Anyway, I just had a practice exam in Chinese and although I botched a few parts, I thought 70% was not too bad for not having studied extensively (yet). Wish me luck for Monday and Tuesday, that's when I have Danish and Swedish finals respectively.
Have a great weekend!
W

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Elfin69:
"This was terrific, it would be nice to see how she ended up in Konoha and how she and Kakashi got together."


Black Hoshiko couldn't help it. She really, really couldn't. There was a mean black cat sitting in the middle of the road and she could swear that old, scratchy, utterly malevolent feline was at fault for maliciously tripping her. On purpose. That's her excuse and she's sticking to it.

However, Hoshiko didn't suddenly subscribe to the superstitious nonsense Trelawney once systematically taught her Divination class. (Honest to Merlin!) No, it was uncommonly dark out and Hoshi had been on her way back home after a particularly tiring mission outside the village. So she couldn't exactly see the bloody feline until it was too late.

Thus leading her to the extremely embarrassing situation she currently found herself in.

"I'm so, so sorry! This stupid black cat tripped me! Black are so evil, especially that one. Who in the world owns a black cat anyway? That one is probably the Queen of the Mean-Tempered, Scratch-Happy Black Cats..." Hoshiko gushed uncontrollably, just further digging herself into the Hippogriff dung.

The unfortunate (and very nicely-smelling) person trapped underneath her gently clapped a gloved hand over her blubbering mouth. Apparently, the owner of said hand also had a pleasant, shiver-inducing baritone in his repertoire, because he agreed gamely: "Maa, I know what you mean."

Hoshiko had blushed to the roots of her hair in embarrassment. "Sorry about that."

"No worries. I certainly don't mind being tackled by beautiful women in the middle of the night."

This time, Hoshi blushed for a completely different reason.


- the next morning -


Surprisingly, the shinobi with the wonderfully deep voice had stayed the entire night, holding her in his arms even. Hoshiko slowly woke to the pleasant if unfamiliar sensation of someone gently rubbing circles into the naked skin of her shoulder with their thumb. A goosebump-worthy chuckle cut through the comfortable silence, followed by a soft kiss. "Good morning."

Hoshiko smiled sleepily, simply enjoying the protective, warm embrace. "To you as well."

"My name is Kakashi, Hoshi-chan. Hatake Kakashi. And I want to take you out to dinner tonight."

That was only the beginning of their relationship though. And all thanks to a mean black cat.