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abs-2020 · 6 months ago

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The Big Bad Wolf (revamp)

Kakashi Hatake x (fem) reader

What exactly had happened for you to end

up getting caught in such a sticky and sick situation? Was god punishing you for having lived such a depraved and sinful life? Was he punishing you for having taken to many lives? What had you done to get caught in the unforgiving jaws of an apex predator such as him? Why him? Why the Big Bad Wolf? Why kakashi hatake? Why was he hunting you? And why can’t you escape?

Warnings for the series: CNC/Stalking/Non-Con/Dub-Con/SLOW BURN/slight enemies to lovers/hate fucking/oral/knife play/bondage/pet names/gore/P in V/again STALKING/public sex/forced orgasms/creampies/oral(M and F receiving)/use of alcohol/its just gonna be dark yall idk what else to put here/

Enjoy ;)

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“Oh god-“

Huffed breaths filled your ears as you starred up at the ceiling above you. ‘22, 23, 24, 25-’

“I’m gonna-“

Drops of sweat fell onto your nude body as the constant sound of the wooden baseboard hitting the wall behind it, filled your ears. ‘26, 27, 28-’ a guttural grunt would fill the room.

“CuM!”

the sweaty man above you quickly pulled himself from inside of you. ‘29.’ A deep sigh would escape you, Your dead eyes remained on the cream colored ceiling above you.

“I’m pretty good huh?”

‘Worse than average’

Shaky, sweaty, arms caged you, sinking into the mattress beneath you. The man above you lifting his head to face from the croon of your neck to face you, you had to hold back a grimace. he was covered in a thick sheen of sweat, like a pig in the summer heat. Numerous droplets fell from his sweat soaked hair and onto your forehead. You’d almost cringed at the feeling. His face was tomato red, literally.

“Uh- yeah.”

You’d smile, the emotion not quite reaching your (E/C) orbs. ‘Best 29 seconds of my life!’ Is what you’d wanted to say. Sarcastically of course, But you kept your mouth shut.

“Ah- good.”

The man would groan quickly plopping himself onto the bed next to you. Immediately Soaking his poor sheets with a pool of sweat. His bed creaked horrendously under his weight. And You’d found yourself starring at the cream ceiling once more. Eyes and face expressionless, dead. You shut your eyes before sighing once more ‘leave’.

“Hey I think I’m gonna hea-“

You were abruptly cut off by a loud snore, your eyes shot open in disbelief, hastily you turned your head to the right. He was out cold, face first into the mattress. He’d passed out…’with the condom still on.’ Anyone else would’ve been disappointed, dissatisfied, and probably feeling a bit insecure. But the scene before you had your pink lips thinning into a side grin. The sex may have been a let down, ‘like always’ but this, the sight before you made up for it. Or did it?

Quietly you’d shut the door behind yourself making sure not to wake the man. Although The chances of him waking any time soon were quite slim. A scoff left your throat at the thought. ‘29 seconds makes you that tired?’

You’d suck in a sharp breath, the cool air nipping your skin. At least that made you feel something, It was February, the December and January snow just starting to melt. With furrowed brows you took the white and red mask from the cargo of your pockets and secured the familiar plastic onto your face. In the blink of an eye you were off, just as fast as you had came you had left, Not even giving the apartment a second glance as you disappeared into the night.

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“Im sorry you want me to what?”

You’d throw yourself up from your kneeling position on the floor, your brows quickly furrowing in confusion, shock plastering your hard facial features. You were bewildered. Of course the Hokage couldn’t see your perplexed expression behind your Anbu mask. That was probably one of the best parts of the job, you were practically faceless. Emotionless. Mysterious. Dead even.

“This is an order.” Sarutobi would grumble.

“Saru- Lord! You want me to go on a mission with Kakashi hatake?” You’d repeat Sarutobis words back to him, trying to keep the edge from them. very rarely did you argue a missions, a direct on from the Hokage at that.

“That is what I said isn’t it?”

Sarutobi would smirk, your nose pinching underneath your mask at the sight of his smirk. Cautiously you’d take a pleading step closer to the Hokages desk.

“Lord if I may, with the upmost respect, I don’t think this is a good idea-“ you’d bite your tongue. “I haven’t been on a mission with Hatake s-since-“

Sarutobi would lower his head his hat casting a dark shadow over his face, his eyes getting cut from your field of vision.

“Since Rin Nohara died.”

Your whole body seemed to twitch at the Hokages words, your fingers subconsciously tapping against the material of your Anbu uniform. Memories of that day flashing before your eyes your taps getting more aggressive.

‘Yes.’

“I understand your concern (Y/N) but this is Kakashis last Anbu mission. And I would like you to accompany him. This is a direct order.” Sarutobi would stare

You’d wanted to keep protesting, keep fighting back at this mission. Argue that someone else would be a better option. But this was a direct order, a law, your law. You had no choice but to comply. You’d furrow your brows before asking one last question.

“Does he know it’s me?”

Sarutobi would grumble a response. “He knows he has another high ranking Anbu member joining him. That is it.”

And just like that all the weight was lifted off of your body. A small sense of security putting you at ease.‘thank god’.

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You sat behind the bark of a thick tree, your fingers Tapping against the skin of your scraped up knees in an anxious manner. A habit you’d formed and never been able to break. The sudden sound of an energetic and familiar voice interrupted your perturbed thoughts.

“Good morning you two! I have a surprise for the both of you!”

“Oh? What is it sensei?!” A little girl would question in a glee filled tone. You could practically hear the smile in her worlds. It was Rin

A moment of silence passed. Minato said there was another student, a boy. Kakashi. He had No response to the announcement of a ‘surprise’.

Your brows furrowed even more. An odd and unsettling anticipation filling the small training ground.

“Okay (Y/N) you can come out now.”

You’d frown at the sound of those words, shakily standing from your place on the floor and revealing yourself from behind the tree. Your pointer finger roughly tapped against your cargo shorts. You were met with a bright yellow aura and a toothy white smile. ‘Minato’ you’d look behind him seeing two other familiar 13 year olds. One looked kind, and the other? Well.. he looked as inviting as ever. Your brows knotted having furrowed as much as possible.

“This is (Y/N) (L/N)! She’ll be joining our team.”

You were meant to replace obito. That was all.

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A groan small groan would erupt from your throat, whatever paper you’d had on your desk now nothing but a crumpled piece of trash. Your face fell into your hands, you understood you were an Anbu, An elite force, an elite person. You knew that. But ‘of all people why put me on a mission with Hatake?’ That the thought rung through your head. Surely his new team member Itachi would’ve been a much better choice right? Itachi was a unit his skills sure to exceed yours one day if not now, there was also the fact that kakashi would’ve at least known it was Itachi. He was going to have no idea who you were, at least you hoped No idea at all. That could easily put the mission at risk, put a strain on your teamwork.

A buzz erupting from your pocket had your thoughts coming to a complete halt. Sluggishly you lifted your head from your palms and pulled your phone from your pocket, the screen illuminating your face.

‘Your mission starts in 2 hours’

Your throat clenched. And your grins around the device tightened, if you’d been angrier you’re sure your phone would’ve crumbled in your hand that instant.

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“Hello, kakashi hatake.”

‘I know who you are.’

‘Act cool.’

‘He won’t know it’s you.’

‘It wasn’t my fault.’

‘Don’t be weird.’

‘Fuck he knows it’s me.’

A firm, lengthy, and pale hand was placed In front of you. Between you.

“And you?”

Behind the mask Your eyes flicked between hatakes hand and the dirt. Then between his hand and face. His voice was softer than you remembered, but somewhere in that velvety voice was a hint of something that sounded burdened of a million things. Something hoarse and thick, something that screamed for help. Your lips pursed as you studied the grey haired man. Amidst your analyzing you noticed his shoulders, they were tight and tense, but so was the rest of the unfamiliarly tall man that you’d used to know standing before you. It shouldn’t have been as big as surprise as it was to see him so different, less cocky.. less arrogant. Then again the last time you’d seen him had been..

“Just an Anbu.”

Your voice was curt, cutting through the tick and tense air you’d built around yourself. You did your best at forcing your vocals to sound higher than normal. You were going to take every precaution you could to make sure Kakashi didn’t find out or even begin to guess that it was you behind the fox mask. Your lips pursed behind the mask and then thinned your fingers tapping against the thick cargo material of your pants. Kakashis expression remained the same, far from bothered by your answer. The Anbu and its people were full of secrets, you were no exception. You’d do what you could to remain a woman hidden behind a mask.

Kakashi nodded a small ‘hmm’ leaving his lips in approval or disapproval you weren’t sure. After that he pulled his mask from his pocket and placed it onto his own face. both of you now hidden behind masks.

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So far the mission has gone smoothly, so far. Hokage had never told you of Might guy and a few other ninja joining in on the mission. That bothered you, rubbed you the wrong way. They were unaware of the real mission. Unaware of you and Hatake peering on them, stalking from the shadows. You and Kakashi had been silent only speaking to each other when completely necessary, and that was exactly how you had wanted it. The less communication the better, the less likely he was to figure you out.

In the silence of the leaves rustling and the wind blowing against you, the only sound that filled the quiet air as you both perched onto the tree branch was you tapping your fingers against your pants.

“In a way this symbolizes the Anbu perfectly..” kakashi muttered with a dry sigh.

You eyes widened your head flicking towards kakashi.

“..They sit out in the sun and enjoy a hot pot together. While we sit in the shadows and eat food pills.”

‘We are the shadows’

Kakashi’s eyes trailed down to your hands, your eyes following. Food pills. You hadn’t even realized you’d pulled out your pouch of food pills, but that must’ve been what got him talking.

“I don’t mind, it’s easier this way.” ‘Much easier, there’s no need to make connections.’ You responded, straining your vocals. “Why? Do you yearn for something different Hatake?”

Your gaze traveled beyond the mask they were hidden behind and pierced kakashi. You watched him shuffle at your question, then turn his head away returning to somber silence.

‘You do.’

You hummed, his silence was an answer in itself, the only answer you needed. Quickly you took your gaze from kakashi and stared forward.

“Best get going, got to rendezvous.” Was the last thing you said before pushing yourself from the branch.

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The sun was bright. dry heat engulfed you and clung to the inside of your throat making it dry and scratchy. It was unpleasant, uncomfortable, but when was anything in life anything but that? I mean for gods sakes you were here, on a mission with the last man you wanted to be within 5inches of. And you’d be lying if you said you hadn’t been zoned out complaining to yourself internally about the situation you were in. That was until a chorus of Laugher brought you back to reality. Kakashi jumped into action without giving you a single warning

“dickwad-!” You whispered angrily

immediately you followed after him both of you placing yourselves In front of Guy and the other ninja you’d been watching for the past two days.

“Well take it from here.” Kakashi’s commanded, his tone was different from before, stern, hard, nothing soft about it, not in any was similar to the way her sounded the couple of times he’d spoke throughout the mission. “You guys get away from here.”

Guy had protested in some manner but you’d been too distracted by the sudden stampede of boulders that were falling towards you. The ground rumbled beneath your feet, and you raised your hands seconds away from acting and despite your speed kakashi was quicker, much quicker. Within seconds a wall had been built between you, the foe, and the boulders. However not a second was wasted, you and Kakashi were quick to act bringing death to every foe that lied in your paths. It was effortless, putting an end to peoples lives was probably the thing you were best at in yours.

But a flash of light had your head snapping its direction, a loud static crackle following after it, making your eardrums ring. Kakashi’s Chiridoi. Your heart stopped and your feet stumbled against the dirt of the ground. ‘No-‘ your attention was quickly turned from the ninja In front of you as you watched the scene before you as if it was in slow motion. Flashes of the past, of Rin, of that mission mixing with the reality In front of you ‘save her’ Your knees wobbled as Kakashi’s hand struck rins- no the foes- stomach and ripped through her another flash of light following as he breached her skin. You felt your stomach turn and your body reach for Rin…

“-No-!”

The sound of skin and clothes ripping brought you back to reality a sharp pain ripping through your side forcing you to suck in a sharp breath. It wasn’t real. Your head turned from where your mind had just toyed with you and back to the ninja in front of you.

You gritted your teeth at the sight before you, a kunai was lodged into your abdomen his hand gripping its handle like a vice pushing the blade deeper into you, trying to cause as much discomfort as possible. A harsh line formed between your brows beneath the mask, drops of sweat falling from your forehead. You thinned your lips and pulled a Kunai from your sleeve plunging it into the man’s stomach with the same force he had yours, he stampeded and released the Kunai sticking from your abdomen. You seethed, angry at yourself for letting your mind trick you, and for letting your gaurd down. You gracefully took this opportunity to put both hands on the Kunai you’d lodged into his stomach and forced the blade up, a guttural scream filled the air, blood immediately seeping into the fabric of his clothes and painting your hands red. You released the Kunai and flicked him away, He coughed, blood splattered from his mouth freckling onto your mask as he stumbled backwards. He coughed again, falling to the ground with a harsh thump, his hands gripping the kunai now lodged into his chest. Horror filled his eyes as they bulged from his skull, It was over. He was over, he knew it.

Your bloodied hands reached for the kunai that penetrated your skin, pulling it from you wasn’t an option. That risked bleeding out, you just had to leave it till you were back at the village and were able to revive the help you needed. The thought had a sour scowl painting your features.

What had felt like minutes had only taken seconds, every enemy had fallen to the ground one of them beneath Kakashi’s feet, the grey haired ninja pressing his toes into the foes throat. You watched the man claw at Kakashi’s foot, pleading, begging for his life. However in the Anbu there was no forgiveness or mercy. Kakashi was his grim reaper. Like butter Kakasi pulled a kunai from his waist band the blade reflecting against the sun casting a god like shadow around kakashi, but an unholy one for the man behanth him. The man pleaded. Kakashi lifted his arm and did what most couldn’t.

You jumped from body to body, making sure each and every foe was dead, if they weren’t then they soon would be. That was your job. That was the Anbu. You’d reached the last man on the floor, he was still breathing, making a messy attempt to push you away stuttered words and protests falling from his red lips. You lifted your bloody Kunai, ‘Last one.’

“HEY! What do you think you’re doing? Stop that!” An angry and breathy voice cut your actions off, Guy.

You lifted your head towards guy and finished your deed without a second thought or glance. Guys nostrils were flaring like a bull and his face was red. He stomped towards you but kakashi was quick to get In front of you.

“Our mission.”

There it was, the cold and harsh tone you remember. However it was much colder, much harsher and something deeper and angrier lied laced within his words. Something caged.

And then there it was, the look of fear, terror and awe from guy. A look that said a million things and only one at the same time. A look that said ‘you aren’t human’ because how could a human kill so easily so effortlessly? Maybe that was how you deserved to be looked at. Maybe that was your punishment for being so good and such a sinful thing. Your damnation.

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“We’re going out for drinks, celebrating, Would you like to join us?” Kurenai spoke from the left of you, she was a soft spoken woman. Gentle and kind.

It took you a moment to register her words a bowl full of oats placed on the table you leaned against. You tapped your fingers against the warm bowl in thought.

“I’m not sure.” Your eyes stayed focused on the food infront of you. “Who’s all going?” finally you looked up at the woman, someone you’d grown up with.

“All of us, just like old times.” Kurenai smiled warmly her eyes shutting as she did so. “Asuma, Guy, me..” she paused and smiled ever brighter. “Even Kakashi is joining us. Isn’t that amazing? It took a lot of convincing, but now that he’s no longer part of the Anbu I think a lot of stress has been lifted from his shoulders. Guy is very excited.”

You gave a small smile at the news, pretending as if you hadn’t heard it. You knew kakashi was no longer an Anbu, the mission you’d been sent on with him had been his last and final mission. You really had thought about going, debated it quite thoroughly, but hearing that kakashi would be going was an immediate ‘no’ for you. So you lied.

“Kurenai that’s so sweet of you to invite me, but I got a lot of paper work to catch up on. Maybe some other time?” You gave a warm smile, a real smile. It was very rarely that you were invited places. You really were glad she’d invited you. Stoked really, but, Kakashi being there was just an immediate no. You’d avoided him for years after Rin died. What had happened was your fault a terrible accident, and everythingfell apart was just much too awkward after that.

You could see the disappointment in Kurenai’s eyes, see the creases of worry that painted her face. And still you smiled as if you could not see.

“I’ll tell everyone you said ‘hi’.”

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The smell of liquor and smoke filled your lungs, the taste of sweat in the air and on your tongue. Trashy music blasting from the speakers had the ground beneath your feet shaking, pebbles and leaves bouncing to the beat of the music, the sound of laughter, yelling and glasses clinking filled your ears as you stepped into the old and dirty club. It had only been a day since your mission, but a familiar need of arousal had overcome you. Usually you didn’t ‘target’ people in the village, that would’ve caused too much drama. However, if you found a man drunk enough and single enough you used a little genjutsu and he’d never know it was you. And as wrong as it was your morals had been thrown out the window the day you decided to join the Anbu. You knew you were depraved, destined for the bloody damnation of hell. God, satan and all their minions knew it the day you were born. Some, if they knew of the things you’ve done, did, and how often, would call you a whore. Tell you “you’re for the streets” But in reality you were searching for something exquisite, something that you’d found only to be written in books. You were searching for an escape someone, or something to end the never ending ache that constantly snaked its way between your thighs. You searched for the pleasure that the poetry you read described and expounded. You wanted to know if it was just fairytale.. and so far? It was. Your fingers and books brought your more pleasure than any man ever had.

You took a couple more steps into the club, searching for your next test subject as you did so.

“(Y/N)?!” A few gasps followed after the shout of your name. “You came?! Ah! I knew you’d show!”

Kurenai. Your heart sank. Why the fuck did they choose this club? In fact why a club over a bar? Your teeth almost broke from the sheer force of your jaw as your teeth clenched. You’d hoped you just imagined her voice, but that just wasn’t reality. You weren’t that lucky of a person, You walking into the same club they’d chosen was reality. Slowly you turned your head, your body stiffly following soon after.

“Kurenai! Of course I’d come!..I finished my paper work early and thought, oh wooow, looks like I can come celebrate with the old gang.”

You’d swing your forearm and first across your chest in a ‘yippie’ motion a strained smile painting your face. You forced yourself towards their table your eyes scanning the faces of all your old ‘pals’ Guy, Asuma, Kurenai, and ‘kakashi’ you immediately averted your eyes from his, looking back to the raven haired woman. An unnerving chill creeping up your spine as you sat at the table. ‘Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.’ You watched Kurenais face contort with confusion, Asuma looking at her with concern.

“Hey, wait- (Y/N) I never told you which club we were going to? Or that we’re were even going to a club.”

Your jaw clenched even tighter, if anyone was looking they could’ve easily seen the muscles contract and contort. And then you let out a sudden bark of laughter your fighters tapping against the wood of the table, it was sticky, alcohol and nacho cheese coating it.

“Uhh what can I say, lucky guess.” You shrugged your shoulders, all of your peers staring at you. “I’m just happy I was able to come.” You looked down your lips thinning into a straight line as you bit the inside of your cheek.

Kurenais face immediately turned to a smile and she opened her arms in an accepting gesture from across the table.

“And so are we!” She yelled cheerfully. Everyone else cheering with her. Everyone but kakashi, he was just watching you nodding his head ever so slightly.

Your eyes flickered back to him very sporadically, every time you glanced at him from the corner of your eye it met his making you immediately look away. Your fighters tapped against the table harsher, louder, more anxiously than before. You frowned, your mind only thinking one thing. ‘Does he know it was me?’ Did he figure out it was you on the mission less than a day ago? Did Sarutobi tell him?

“So what we are-so what exactly are we celebrating tonight?” You’d look at everyone in the group but kakashi.

“We’re celebrating kakashi, he’s going to be a team leader and train Genin! He’s finally been releived of his duties as an Anbu member!” Guy yelled “he can finally leave the darkness of that evil Corporation!”

‘Darkness’ that word danced around your mind. Is that the reason kakashi had sounded so different? Burdened, angry, hateful, cold, emotionless, evil? Dark. Did the Anbu really manage to do that to him just as it had done to many others? Just as it had to you? You pursed your lips in thought the sound of everyone clanging their drinks together making your ears ring and fade into a dull numb throb.

As old as the news was, in fact you were pretty damn sure you’d known kakashi was going to be relieved of his duties before he knew. Still, fake it till you make it right? You craned your neck robotically, attempting to face kakashi with a strained, gleeful smile that didn’t quite reach the creases surrounding your eyes. Your heart palpated the second your eyes met his, an unnerving chill slithered up your spine.

“That’s wonderful Hatake.”

His name came of your tongue in a strained and awkward manner. seeing him, looking at him without the comfort of your Anbu Mask for the first time in years made you want to crumble into a tiny little ball. It had been bearable to face him during the mission, but that was because he didn’t know it was you. He didn’t know it was the girl that had gotten Rin killed. But now? He was seeing you for the first time in years and It was awkward and tense. Nonchalantly you raised your arm signaling for a server. If you were gonna last the night you’d need many drinks.

“Are you happy to finally get out of that dark organization? The Anbu scare me-!” you were cut of by a loud, dramatic gasp.

“(Y/N)! What Happened to you?!!” Guy screamed.

immediately he pointed to your side and you watched as the groups eyes darted downwards to where his finger pointed. You felt your stomach churn the little contents that filled it wanting to spill from your throat. You deadpanned your face, and pointed to the blood soaked bandage nonchalantly. The wound you’d gotten from your mission with kakashi- was that gonna be your tell?

“this?” Your voice cracked

‘Fuck’

‘Don’t connect the dots’

“I just cut myself trying to train the same stuff you guys do.” You croaked out a lie, faking a nervous chuckle and a bashful face. “Wanted to try and be as cool as you guys ya know? Since I was the only one that ended up cooped up in an office and doing your guys’s paperwork.” They didn’t know you were an Anbu member, only a select few knew, that’s how’d you wanted it to be when you accepted the offer. Your fingers drummed against the sticky table. “But it made me realized why you’re all out there and I stay here.”

Subtly You scanned the group’s faces. Asuma, Guy, Kurenais… kakashi. You probably held his gaze longer than you should’ve, trying to study him one thought plaguing your mind. ‘Does he know now?’.

“Worried it’s gonna scar.” You pouted brining your hands to your mouth, in an attempt to solidify your lie. flinching away from Kakashi’s unreadable gaze.

The rest of the night blurred, a strange tingle sitting at the base of your neck as it went on. Everyone had gotten pretty drunk or a little tipsy, everyone excluding kakashi. He hadn’t touched a wink of liquor, and it’d made your lips thin into a frown. This “get together” was supposed to have Been for him, and yet he hadn’t even celebrated and That detail just seemed to rub you the wrong way. It Make your fingers twitch anxiously.

You Constantly removed yourself from the groups conversations, ignoring the group you sat with to gaze at the numerous men in the bar. Trying to accomplish what you’d came here to do. You practically hunted them with your eyes, analyzing each man your eyes graced, pointer finger pressing against your lips, your chin resting on your hand as you did so. And Every time you decided to zone back in on the conversation with your peers and turn your head back to them kakashi was staring. Just staring, he never said anything never moved, nothing… he just stared. Every time you looked behind yourself to see if he’d maybe seen some fight or crazy person you hadn’t and every time there was nothing.

Annoyed and uncomfortable you finally decided to speak up and escape the awkward tension that you felt had formed between the two of you. Giving up on your ‘mission’.

“I-im gonna head ou-“ you were cut off by Guys booming voice.

“Let’s embrace our youth by Immersing in the crowd and busting out some wicked dance moves!”

Everyone at the table chanted Kurenai and Asuma seeming the most ecstatic of the bunch. Probably because that meant they got an excuse to dry hump one and other in public without being judged.

“YES LETS!” Kurenai yelled joyously, immediately standing from the table and rushing towards the dance floor pulling Asum with her. “(Y/N) cmon!” She commanded blissfully, her words slurring from the amount of liquor she’d welcomed into her body.

You awkward stood from the booth and lifted a hand in a protesting manner. “Uh- actually I was just about to leave-“

*guys hand slapped your back.* “nonsense! You aren’t leaving yet!! Tonight’s a night worth celebrating! You too Kakashi! You’re aren’t getting out of this one!”

You rubbed your eyebrow and blinked a couple more times than normal, trying to come up with some excuse to get out of this and just go home. To get away from kakashi. You never wanted to see him again, tonight had been a good reminder of that. A reminder that you two had never been close, the relationship between the two of you had always been awkward and strained and the death of Rin had only worsened it. You two just weren’t compatible, you weren’t capable of mending a bond that had never been there to begin with.

Amist your emotional turmoil a lightbulb had gone off in your brain a true smile painting your face.

“Okay.” You agreed

And maybe that’s how mine and Hatakes little game of cat and mouse came to be, or would wolf and bunny be a better description? No, that just sounds stupid. Predator and prey couplet maybe? I’m not sure what to call our little artifice. And really, I don’t know what started it. All I know is from that day forth I was being hunted by the Big Bad Wolf. Constantly trying to pry myself from the sharp grasp of his pearly whites and claws, trying to escape and taunt the savage predator himself. Hunted. I was hunted.

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A/N: whooooaaa so cool right? Nooo, I’ve been working on this draft/revamp of an old story I did and I finally decided to publish it. Depending on how it does will determine whether or not I write another chapter or just call it quits lol. Kidding I’ll finish this for myself and myself alone if I have to.

Sorry if there’s typos and stuff- I’m lame.

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