Naruto One Shots

Kakashi x Reader | Lost in Love

Word count: 2,324

Requested by: Weeaboo Trash

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"Hm, I do believe that we are lost," Kakashi said, scratching the back of his head and closing his exposed eye in what I knew would be that infamous smile of his.

I threw him a glare and scoffed.

"Oh, really? What in the world gave you that idea?" My lips turned down in a scowl as I folded my arms over my chest. "Was it the fact that we've passed this same tree over a dozen times? Or perhaps it's because we lost the trail hours ago, and it's nearly sunset already?"

"You know, I'm starting to get the impression that you might be a bit angry," he said in that lazy voice of his that made me want to pull my hair from its roots. I tossed my hands up in defeat and sat angrily on a fallen trunk.

"You are hopeless," I muttered, glaring furiously at the ground. In front of me, Kakashi sighed.

"(F/n), look—"

"I don't want to hear it." I turned my glare back towards the silver-haired ninja, but averted my eyes quickly once I saw the hurt look on his face.

He had no right to give me that look, no right at all, when he was the one that broke things off between us.

I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath of air, dragging it slowly into my lungs until my chest expanded so much that it hurt. Then, I released it, feeling only slightly calmer than I had before.

"What do you propose that we do," I asked sullenly after a moment, wishing desperately that I hadn't been stuck on this retrieval mission in the first place.

It wasn't my fault that the Uchiha brat got himself kidnapped by a Class-A pedophile.

Kakashi sighed again.

"I suppose we ought to set up camp and try again in the morning."

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Three years ago, Kakashi came into my life in the most unexpected of ways, leaving an impact on me that had yet to decompress once he had decided that things were getting "too serious" for his liking.

Three years, I had cared for and loved him – and for what? A mediocre apology and a broken heart?

He was the first and only person that I had ever trusted enough to allow myself to fall in love with, despite my cynical views on love and romance. And as it turns out, I was completely justified in my cynicism.

Love sucks, and I wanted nothing more to do with it.

So yes, you could say that I was a little more than bitter at being not only stuck, but utterly and hopelessly lost, with the man that had caused me an immense amount of emotional turmoil.

Especially when said man was doing everything in his power to royally piss me off.

"This area seems familiar," he mused out loud on our second day of searching, scratching his chin in contemplation. "Have we passed it before?"

By now, my face had turned deep red color, and I was literally shaking with rage.

"Only five times already," I spoke through gritted teeth, clenching my hands into fists.

Kakashi merely chuckled. "Ah yes, I believe that we have. Hm, where to now..."

I opened my mouth and prepared to give him an earful when a low rumble sounded overhead. My face slowly turned upwards, and I deadpanned when I noticed the thick, gray clouds rolling in above us. And as I looked up, a big, fat raindrop landed smack on my forehead.