Title: Just a Fling
Genre: Humor/ Romance
Word Count: 411
Rating: T
Summary: And when he finally realized what had happened, all he could say to describe his situation was, "…Fuck."
Do Not Own Naruto.
'It's just a fling. It's just a fling,' Hatake Kakashi told himself, ignoring the curious looks of passersby as he walked briskly through the streets. Not that he cared, now or ever, but today, he just couldn't deal with it. He didn't have time to play twenty questions. Not when he had a crisis on his hands.
'It's just a fling! It's not like I lo-lo'—
He couldn't say it. He couldn't even think it. What they had didn't cross into that realm. It was just an attraction. It wasn't like actually he liked her or something…
…or enjoyed the way she smelled liked jasmine…
…or the way she would wrinkle her nose when she found him reading his Icha Icha…
…or when she'd come to check up on him…
…or the way she'd shake her head at him with an amused smirk…
…or her smile…
…or her laugh…
…or even—
'No. No, no, no, no, no, no! I cannot be thinking about that. It's just an attraction. I mean, who wouldn't be attracted to her? She's smart, independent, caring, considerate, charming, witty, beautiful…'
And he ground to a halt, the sound of dirt grinding against the rough pebbles beneath his sandals reaching his ears as clouds of dust rose and mingled with the sounds of the busy thoroughfare as his head spun. It made sense now. The sweating, the nervous laughter, the sincere smiles and warm glowing feeling in his heart like someone replaced it with a light bulb. The lingering touches, the erratic heartbeats, the heart attack he nearly had when he woke up after seeing her in his sleep, the stroke he had when he saw her this morning, and then he started laughing like a nervous idiot and ran away from her!
And he felt his heart sink in his chest, plummeting a good fifty feet before stopping and feeling surprisingly sober for a man in his situation as he stood in the middle of the street with his mind racing. Was there a way out? Could he somehow reverse it? But inside, he knew that there was no point. He was stuck. And at that moment, he could only sum up his thoughts and feelings about this new arrangement in one word.
"…Fuck."