Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or any of its characters and make no money from this. Masashi Kishimoto does.
Fish
Number Four
This was a memory that Kakashi was still fond
of, decades later. How did you forget such an event? It made him want to laugh,
made him want to cry and many, many other things... How did this girl affect
him so much?
Well, this
was it. They'd finally moved in together. Today was a special day, Sakura had
insisted on saying when they made their way to the market. This was their first
time filling the fridge of their brand-new apartment. Neither had been able to
agree on which home to move into, so they had compromised and found an entirely
different solution.
And now,
Sakura stood in front of a fish stall, gawking at the tuna there. Her eyes
shifted between the price displayed above them and the fish several times,
before she turned to him.
"Let's
buy one!" She exclaimed enthusiastically.
"Sakura..."
Kakashi muttered as he scratched the back of his head. "Don't you think a
fifteen-foot long fish a bit too much for two people who are barely ever at
home?"
"We'll
freeze it." She tried to convince him, crossing her arms on her chest.
"It's on sale, it's only fifteen percent of the original price, we're
saving a bunch of money!"
"Sakura,
the only way it won't go to waste is if we eat all of it." He retorted,
slightly annoyed that she would be so attracted by such a ridiculous deal.
"If you eat all that, you'll get fat."
"I'll
what?" Sakura asked evenly.
Realizing
what he had just said, Kakashi stiffened and waved his hands in front of him.
"Nothing, nothing, Sakura-chan!"
Before he
could react, Sakura had picked up one of the tunas and swung it at his head,
effectively slapping him with a fish and sending him flying into another stall.
Well, he
should have known better.
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