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Prompt: Kakashi and Yamato being high. (prompt from a friend)

Tales of a Ganja Ninja: Kakashi Hatake and Yamato:

Yamato had known this would be a bad idea, and he wasn't sure what had possessed him and his senpai to even try something like this. They were adults, not juveniles anymore! This activity was already making them seem dated, especially since it was their first time. But there was no going back now as the pipe was passed between them, the both of them inhaling the green herb. They'd made sure to box themselves into a room, as Yamato had been worried about the neighbors smelling what they were doing. That had been a terrible idea, and the fumes only lingered.

Kakashi's eye was already turning red, and his head felt light as he tried to pull from the pipe one more time. But it was cached, and there wasn't anymore left. "I finished it, Yamato." his words came out smoothly, though his tongue was dry as cotton. God he felt great, his head spinning in a way that made him feel stable. It were almost as if he didn't have any idea where he was, but he knew where he was at the same time.

Yamato was not having as great of a time. The room really was spinning, and felt as if he could feel every blood cell in his body coursing through him. It were almost as if his entire body were asleep and numb. "Kakashi…" his voice even sounded strange to him. "This was a bad idea."

The jounin turned his head slowly towards the mokuton user. "Hm?" he questioned.

Yamato felt like his head was going to explode. He was trying to wait it out, but as the minutes passed by he felt worse and worse. "I….I wanna go to the hospital."

"What? No."

"But Kakashiiiiii~" his voice sounded so strange.

"No, we'll get in trouble. Just lay down and relax, Yamato."

"But—"

"Relaxxxx~" And Kakashi slid down on the bed, placing the cached pipe on the window sill before laying down.

Yamato didn't protest, even though he felt irritated, his head hurt, and he kept thinking that someone was going to run in and bust them. But none of that happened as time passed and he suddenly began to feel…light. His muscles relaxed and all the tension left his body. His head was suddenly filled with pleasurable thoughts, as he thought of gardens full of perfect gardenias and all of sudden there in the garden was a ramen stand, and Kakashi was sitting there shirtless, drinking lemonade.

His eyes opened wide open. "Kakashi."

"Hm?"

"…Kakashi."

"Yes?"

"Take off your shirt, I want some lemonade."

No shirt was left on that night.