Kakashi's Dream

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KAKASHI’S DREAM

Kakashi had a dream.

It was not noble or good. It nothing a honourable shinobi should think about. But it was a good way to while away his time. And it was a life-saver during boring jounin meetings. Sometimes he even preferred it to his trusty “Icha Icha Paradise”.

The dream always started with Sasuke, his constantly pouty student. He pouted like a champion. If there ever would be a competition for the best “cute as a button” sulky pout, he would definitely win it. His sexy smirks were also nothing to be sneezed at, but Kakashi liked the pouts the best.

Because the dream Sasuke pouted, the dream Kakashi was hard tried to appease him.

“Sasuke”, he would say, “do you want to train? I can show you a new move.”
(Oh, and what a move, see Icha Icha Paradise volume III, page 35)

“No”, would the dream Sasuke reply. “I don’t want to train.”

“Sasuke”, his dream self would say, “do you want to learn a new jutsu?”

“Dumb old man”, would his student answer, “no, I don’t.”

“Sasuke”, would Kakashi pry, “Sasuke, what do you want to do? Why do you pout?”

“I want a candy, dumbass,” – would dream Sasuke tell him. “Buy me a candy, old man.” Even in a dream sequence Sasuke was still very rude to his elders. He was a bad boy. A VERY BAD boy. And bad boys should be spanked.

“Then come with me. I will buy you a candy”, would dream Kakashi tell him. Because dream Kakashi was a VERY BAD boy too. But in a good and respect-demanding way. Yes, siree!

And then he bought him a candy. A nice red lollipop.

And Sasuke accepted the candy without thanking him. He was a bad, bad boy indeed.

Here the dream became very detailed. Kakashi could imagine every line, every colour nuance quite vividly. He delved in the dream and conducted the further action actively.

Sometimes it was just Sasuke eating the candy. He was unwrapping it with eager fingers, then put it into his hot little mouth. His lips closed over the red globe and sucked and his cheeks puffed out. His eyes were closed indulging in the pleasure. His throat slightly moved while his sneacking tongue caressed the sweet hidden in his mouth. Then these lips would pull back glossy and sugar-coated and SLOWLY he would remove the candy. And a small strand of spit would still connect his red, red mouth and the red, red sweet. And then he would lick his lips in anticipation and take it in his mouth again. And again. And again. Until nothing was left but small white stick around which the candy has been coated.

Sometimes the dream ended hear. And sometimes it didn’t.

Then dream Kakashi would ask his student in a small sweet voice: “Don’t you want to thank me, Sasuke?”

And Sasuke would look at him petulantly and grit out a “No!” daring him to do anything.

And Kakashi would proceed to do exactly that. Sometimes bad boys just needed a spanking to teach them manners after all. And it was Kakashi’s duty as a teacher to instill good manners in his students.

He would pounce on Sasuke like a lion on his prey. And then he would $)=%§%=”%$?”(%”%

And Sasuke would cry: “Oh yes, Kakashi, yes! Teach me, sensei! I will be a good boy! Teach me how to please you! And buy me more lollipops!” Oh, yes, he would. Yes, siree!

Perhaps he should act his dream out.


The next morning saw Kakashi being on time for the first time (no pun intended). His students were waiting for him at their usual meeting point standing on the bridge. Sakura was as always multitasking simultaneously managing to speak to Sasuke while ignoring Naruto and being ignored by Sasuke himself.

The silent boy was starring into water, POUTING. My cue, thought Kakashi.

“Yo! Why are pouting Sasuke? Should I buy you a candy?”

Sasuke turned to him surprised and proceeded to look him up and down. Kakashi held his breath in anticipation. And then Sasuke shattered all his dreams with five words.

“I don’t like sweets.”