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❆ Prompt: The day Minato found Kakashi witnessing his father's death

Tw. Depressive thoughts & suicide

Minato knew there had to be something wrong. He glanced at his watch. His little prodigy was late to their training. Since the personal apprenticeship began almost a year ago, never did Kakashi miss his practice like this. Well, Minato understood that little Kakashi had a certain White Fang to impress after all. He chuckled at the cute thought before remembering the White Fang again.

It had been 5 months after the ill-fated mission. The first few months were the hardest for them. Fortunately, according to Kakashi, his dad seems to be better now and Minato also noticed that Kakashi's body language started relaxing slightly again these days. He took it as a good sign.

Focusing on the matter at hand, Minato extended his sensing perimeter to look for Kakashi's chakra. He frowned when he noticed Kakashi's chakra so dim and clamped to himself. At his own house, on top of that. He felt worried for a second. Were they attacked?, he thought.

He rushed to Kakashi's house and busted open the door. The house was dark and silent except for one study room that had its door halfway open. Light coming from the inside. There was no traces of enemy at all, so the Hatakes must be there.

"Kakashi? Sakumo-san?" Minato called out in the empty hallway, walking towards the only source of light. He still looked around warily in case there was an enemy he didn't realize.

No one answered him. Frowning, he continued walking to the study room. He slided the door open and dread immediately washed over him. His jaw gaped wide and the kunai he had clutched on his hand dropped with a clang.

Kakashi, 6 year-old Kakashi, was standing upon the bloody mess of his father's body. A pool of dried blood was staining the wooden floor, the smell of blood so strong in the air. Hatake Sakumo was lying on the floor, his mouth has lines of blood on the edges and a white tanto was sticking itself from his stomach. Even worse, Kakashi's clothes looked like it was also stained with blood.

"Kakashi!" Minato flashed to the boy and hugged the boy protectively to his chest, as if it would erase the memory of Sakumo's dead body from his mind.

He quickly summoned his toad and ordered it to notify the hospital and the Hokage. Judging from the dried blood, Sakumo had been dead for quite a few hours. Minato scrunched his nose to the metallic smell of blood.

"Kakashi, how long.. have you been here?" Minato looked at the boy before him. He couldn't imagine how being in a room with their father's dead body would feel like.

The boy didn't answer him at all. His eyes were blank and they were gazing downwards his own feet. Looking at Kakashi this close, Minato had just noticed the severe shaking on the boy's body, his hands and clothes with splatters of dried blood. Splatters. Minato froze. Hatake Sakumo didn't just commit suicide. He committed suicide right in front of his own son.

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The medics came and Minato gave a quick report, intending to flash away from the bloody house with Kakashi asap. He flashed to his own house, surprising Kushina in the process.

He used the standard Konoha sign and informed Kushina of the whole thing. Kushina immediately moved to prepare a warm bath for Kakashi.

Meanwhile, Minato sat Kakashi down and crouched to his height. "Do you want.. to tell me what happened?"

Silence answered him. Minato waited. A few minutes went by and Kakashi's mask moved as if opening his mouth but nothing came out. Tick tock. Minato still waited. Kakashi opened his mouth again and with a small voice he spoke softly,

"It must have been nice to be dead."

Minato froze. His heart was shattered the moment he heard those words. He immediately cradled Kakashi's face with his hands and touched their foreheads together murmuring, "No, no, Kakashi. Don't ever think that. I'm here and Kushina's here. You-"

Minato gulped. He cannot trust his voice to not break that he even paused his sentence. He took a shaky deep breath and pursed his lips. He pulled the boy closer to him. Looks like all he can do for now is stay by Kakashi's side and he swears he intends to do just that, and no one can stop him. Not even the Hokage.

Hi! There's not a lot of dialogue here bcs this scene was just too painful for Kakashi to realistically talk, you know. I dare say this is one of the prompts I created that I'm proud of, I think. one of my personal favorites Hahaha :) btw picture not from tumblr and not mine!

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❆ Prompt: The day Itachi's heart died along with you

It was the day of the Uchiha massacre.

You were always his own personal ball of sunshine. On days where Itachi was overwhelmed with the burdens of being an Uchiha, where he didn't even know where his loyalty lied, you were always there smiling at him even when he never told you anything.

You told him, "Tachi, you'll tell me when you're ready."

He never knew what in the world he did to deserve you. It felt like you understood him.

Itachi didn't know why you liked patting his head. He was obviously taller than you and it felt odd for him to be patted like a child. Itachi wouldn't admit it but he secretly loves the feeling of you raking your fingers through his smooth locks. The head patting would be something Itachi considered exclusive between you two.

On Itachi's bad days, yep he took your hand and placed it above his head. When you purposely pretended you didn't know what he means? It was a game of staring between you two. Once in a while, it ended up with Itachi murmuring and averting his eyes from you, with a veeery quiet voice you can't even hear without chanelling chakra to your ears, "pat pat..."

He also loved the aftermath of your head-patting. It always ended up with you throwing yourself at him and saying, "Tachiii, don't be sad! I'm here lookk!" It took only a head pat from you to warm his cold heart.

When the day of the massacre came, you were standing there in front of him, wearing an Uchiha t-shirt and some pajama shorts, the dim street lights illuminating your face. A sad smile was making its way to your face. Itachi thought you even looked beautiful like this.

Nonetheless, you stood there like you understood him. Again. "Don't be afraid, Itachi. You've made your choice. " You took a deep breath and continued, "and I believe in you. No matter what you choose, I love you. And I always will."

Itachi's whole body was shaking and he was hyperventilating. The idea of harming you even the slightest was so suffocating that he can't breathe. He can't remember how to breathe. He blinked back the tears forming around his eyes. He bit his lip so harshly that he can feel the metallic taste of blood. His hand holding the katana was pointed at you and yet you were smiling at him.

After a few moments of silence which felt like forever to Itachi, you moved. Faster than he's ever seen you move. You thrusted yourself onto his katana. Blood splattered into Itachi's cheek and a bloody cough escaped you. Itachi looked down to his katana which ripped through your body like paper.

His breath hitched. Itachi was frozen in place as if time around him stopped. You slowly raised your hand, your eyes crinkling in a smile, patted his head twice and said, "Pat..pat..." and your head lifelessly dropped on Itachi's shoulder.

You died and Itachi's heart died along with you.

note: the gif is not mine and not from tumblr

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❆ Prompt: Sasuke's special massage for Sakura

Req: How about a oneshot of Sakura demanding a foot rub maybe because she likes being barefoot in general, but then being totally overwhelmed by how good Sasuke is at it? xD I think it would be hilarious to read about her trying to hold back her reactions and being embarassed about it. :) Hope the idea is not too silly!

Lately, Sakura's foot has been aching and covered with some scratches. A lot of it was probably her and Ino's own faults since nowadays, they often went out to the Yamanaka forest barefoot to pick flowers and have a picnic. Maybe walking barefoot a whole day was not a good idea, Sakura mused. Sakura smiled at the thought though, it was nice to rekindle their friendship.

Putting on some clean clothes after bath, Sakura looked at her foot and felt the tightness of the muscles. She remembered Ino-pig said that Sai gave really amazing foot massages and Sakura can't help but want it too. But Sasuke would just think that it's childish, a part of her felt dejected at the thought. She glanced at Sasuke who's sharpening his kunais in their bedroom.

Shannaro let's ask him!, inner Sakura shouted in her head. Sakura finally braved herself to ask Sasuke.

"Sasuke-kun," Sakura chewed on her lip and hesitantly began, "C-Can you give me a massage? a foot massage?"

Sasuke blinked in shock, not expecting the question. He went quiet. He knew he's not good with romantic words or actions to please his wife, but.. will simply giving a massage be enough to make her satisfied? After some inner debate, Sasuke uttered out, "Hn, lie on the bed."

Sakura's jaw gaped open in response but said nothing. Immediately she did as told and lied on the bed. She wasn't about to miss the chance. The one in a million chance.

Sasuke put kunais away and made his way to the bed.

He lathered some lotion on Sakura's ankle to across the bottom of her foot. Sakura didn't know where he got the lotion from but oh well. She also never imagined something like this possibly happening of course.

Her train of thoughts was broken by the feeling of light pressure on her ankle. Sasuke used his thumbs to make small circular motions starting from the base of her foot up to her ankles. Sliding his thumbs up and down the length of her foot, Sasuke applied more pressure to loosen the tight muscles.

"O-Oh, that felt good," Sakura softly muttered. She didn't expect Sasuke to be this good at massaging people. Hearing the compliment, the Uchiha had a small smirk on his face and continued his ministrations.

Sakura tried to keep her sounds to herself but utterly failed because it felt good okay. She blushed and tried to shield her face using her hands. At this, Sasuke's smirk grew wider and his confidence grew. He thought, if simply massaging Sakura like this elicits this kind of reaction, he couldn't wait to try the other things he's already planning to do.

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Prompt: How Kakashi found healing in Team 7

Was it their brattiness that made him so attached? or was it their curiosity? or could it be it's just because they're the first team he's lead? or... was it simply the little things they do to annoy him..? Kakashi couldn't remember how and when he became so attached to the 3 little devils he call his students.

The cheerful blond boy whose smile is so bright that it rivals the sun, always beaming up at him with that vivid ocean blue eyes shouting, "Hey hey Kakashi-sensei! Kakashi-sensei!" Kakashi won't say it, but he can see that underneath that facade of happiness is pain, hurt, and the need to be loved. Kakashi's heart aches for him.

And then there's this used-to-be emo and still emo boy whose heart is in such a pain that Kakashi feels the need to be there for him. He never laughs at anything, but there's a small, very small, smile on his face when he's with his teammates. Kakashi took it as a good sign.

There's also this pink-haired girl who he thought was timid and shy. Boy he's so wrong. You don't want to piss off this one unless you want a broken rib..or more. This girl grew up into a beautiful and capable kunoichi, keeping both of her teammates in place.

Kakashi never realized how fast time went by until he takes a look at his not-so-mini students again. One grew up becoming a hero in the village and bringing his teammate back. One lost his way for a bit, but ended up back in the right path now surrounded by people precious to him. Another is one of the most successful kunoichi in the village as the head of Konoha Hospital.

Kakashi also never realized how close he was to despair before he met Team 7. Taking suicide missions and coming back half-dead, barely recovering and then going back to the same routine. He remembered how his eyes looked so lifeless in the mirror, blood that seemingly can't be washed no matter how many times he cleaned up himself, the never-ending stench of his opponents' blood that he ruthlessly killed. He'd done that for how many years he didn't know. His sensei couldn't pull him from the darkness, his comrades couldn't and his friends weren't able to do that too. It was an impossible task.

However, Team 7 did exactly that, the impossible task of pulling him out of despair. He used to be afraid of forming relationships, not wanting anyone close to him die anymore, but somehow, Team 7 managed to worm their way into his cold heart.

Now, once Kakashi's got a taste of the warmness his team exudes, he doesn't want to let go even for a bit. He yearns for their presence. He doesn't want to lose them. He doesn't want them to leave him. He will do anything for them to stay by his side. Anything. His heart warms up whenever he thinks of his team.

Kakashi is broken off his thoughts as he heard his name being called in the distance. "Kakashi-sensei! Kakashi-sensei!" The trio of his team can be seen from the distance. As they get closer, he can see the smiles on his students' face- well, a bright one in two of his students and a small, miniscule smile on another.

"Kakashi-senseii! What are you doing here?" The blond one looked up at him, currently perching on a tree branch holding his classical Icha-Icha on his hand. Kakashi shut his book and his eyes crinkled in a smile, "Nothing. What are you doing here?"

"Let's go for ramen! We haven't done Team 7 outing in a long time!" Naruto said, looking at him with that huge smile of his and jumping in excitement. Sakura was talking to Sasuke about something that he can't really hear, a soft smile on her face while looking at the said boy.

Kakashi smiled at his team's dynamics and jumped down to the ground, patting Naruto's head, "Yeah, let's go."

The boy immediately turned to both of his teammates and pushed them from their backs to go for ramen. "Hey Naruto! The ramen won't go anywhere, there's no need to push!" The girl has an amused smile on her face.

"But-but, Sakura-chan, Sasuke.. I'm hungry.." The blond boy had animated tears on his face. A quiet "usuratonkachi" can be heard among the trio.

Looking fondly at his team, a smile is ever-present underneath Kakashi's masked face. Moments like these are precious to Kakashi. He would not even trade them for the world, for the world is nothing without them inside it.

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