"Dream" YumeOCxKakashi fan fiction?

Where am I? Why is this bed so comfortable-- Why... Why is there a stranger in my bed? A silver-headed... Strange looking--

KAKASHI!

"AIEEE! What the-- Who the-- When the--!"I shrieked and rolled out of the bed with a thud.

"Nnng... Just 5 more minutes..." Kakashi groaned and rolled over.

What the hell is this! Did I get drunk! Did we-- No, I'm still in my pajamas...

"GET OUT! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE! OUT! OUT YOU SICK, DISGUSTING STALKER!" I threw a pillow at Kakashi with everything I had (One pillow busted because of the chakra I put in it...). I continuously hit him with another pillow, but he's still didn't budge.

WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

"Get OUT! OUT YOU PERVERT!" I stopped, panting out of breath. Why wouldn'the move?

"Mmm... What's wrong? It's Saturday..." He finally sat up and scratched his head. I put myself into fighting mode, ready to kick his ass at any moment.

"Get out of my house!" I yelled again.

"What?"

"STOP SCREWING AROUND AND GET OUT!" I stomped.

"Um... Were you by any chance drinking sake last night? Are you okay?" He stood up, the bedsheet slipping off and revealing his--

"AIEEEEEEEEEEE!" I shrieked, then, I guess I blacked out.


((End Yume's POV))

"Yume... Yume..." Kakashi lightly shook the woman. She slightly opened her eyes, watching a tired Kakashi hover over her.

"Good, you're okay..." He sighed.

"What on Earth..." Yume looked to her side. Now, Kakashi was wearing boxers.

Thank Bob.

"Okay, what's going on! Why are you here? This isn't your house!" Yume shot up.

"Okay, you must be sick. Come on, you're laying back down--"

"No! I have no clue what you are to me, but--"

"What I am?" Kakashi interposed.

"You must've gotten totally wasted."

"I wasn't drinking last night! We were ona mission in the land of Waves!" Yume said.

"Uhh... No... Yesterday we came home from our honeymoon." Kakashi scratched his head.

"H-Honeymoo..." Yume stuttered.

"We're married."

Yume sat still. She stared at Kakashi for about 15 seconds, then blinked.

Silence smothered the room.

"Legally?"

"Legally."

"I don't believe you."

Kakashi sighed.

"You really are a pain in the ass with this fake amnesia shit..." Kakashi mumbled. He grabbed Yume's hand and dragged her over to the closet. Opening it, it revealed cluttered clothing, jackets, boxes, etc. Kakashi pulled out a white kimono, decorated with pearl accesories.

"See this?"

Yume nodded.

"This is your wedding kimono."

Yume stood up.

"So you're telling me you're my husband, I'm your wife, I just got done sleeping with you, in a non-sexual way... And that's my wedding kimono?" Yume pointed.

"Yes. Did Gai drug you at the wedding, by any chance?"

"I DON'T REMEMBER THE FUCKING WEDDING, I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT HAPPENED FIVE MINUTES AGO!" Yume pulled her brown hair.

"Hey, hey, stop that. You'll go bald." Kakashi grabbed Yume's hand.

FWAP, FSH, THUD!

"Oooh... What... What was that for?" Kakashi's arm laid twisted behind his back, the bone feeling torn from the rest of his body.

"Don't touch me, sicko!" Yume said, pressing Kakashi's arm on his back.

"Wh-What do you mean-? I'm your--"

"DON'T SAY IT!" Yume yelled.

"Okay, I need to take you to the doctor." Kakashi's arm was let loose. Yume performed an ushiro ukemi, and stood to her feet.

"I'm don't! You're the psychopath I woke up with this morning!" Yume screamed.

"Stop screaming..."

"I WANNA KNOW WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!" She stomped on Kakashi's foot.

"Ugh... This is worst than the dat I had with Anko... When she found out they ran out of dumplings..." Kakashi said to himself.

"Okay, I might as well start explaining..."


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