kakanaru one-shots

18 | Lying Is The Most Fun

Lying Is The Most Fun

Naruto's P. O. V.

Is it still me that makes you sweat?
Am I who you think about in bed?
When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress?
Well, then think of what you did
And how I hope to God he was worth it
When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch your skin

The music blasted into my ears from the blue headphones. I had always liked this song, and so may say it's weird. I don't see how people don't like this song, and I don't see how people think it is weird. My eyes wandered to the door of the coffee shop since I was still playing my game. The game of seeing which guys were hot, and which were not. Of course, it was always the same. No hot fire fighter, or sexy police officer. No handsome teacher to 'teach'me a lesson. It was always the average guys that came into Starbucks Coffee.

I've got more wit
A better kiss
A hotter touch
A better fuck

Than any boy you'll ever meet
Sweetie you had me

Girl, I was it, look past the sweat
A better love deserving of
Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat
No, no, no, you know it will always just be me

A man walked through the door, his whole body language seemed slack. His hair was ruffled up and it was silver. He wore a tight white Nike shirt with red shorts. His eyes were the most interesting thing about him. One was a dark grey color, full of mystery. The other was a red/brown eye, this eye was different. In more then one ways. I took another sip of my coffee as I watched him order. His muscles seemed to flex every time they moved, and his eyes seemed so serious.

Let's get these teen hearts beating
Faster, faster

So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
Will you dance to this beat

And hold a lover close?

So testosterone boys and harlequin girls

Will you dance to this beat
And hold a lover close?

The Panic! at the Disco song blasted through the headphones, but I didn't care anymore. He looked like an angel, or a God. His shoulders fell back, and he let out a sigh. I couldn't help but smile at that. This was the most beautiful man I had seen this entire time. He had a jawline for days (lol, that was a quote from American Horror Story), and I would kill for it. The man walked my way, and his eyes met mine. I turned away and blushed, looking at the picture I had drawn of the P!atd album cover. It was pretty good, but some of my coffee got on it.

"That's pretty good. Do you like Panic! at the Disco?"He asked me. I nodded my head. His eyes lit up, and I couldn't help but turn away from him. He let out a chuckle, his abs and biceps seemed to ripple at the laugh. I smiled at him, giving him the 'what's so funny'look. He pulled a chair in front of me, and sat down with his coffee. I felt so embarrassed that I would have to talk to the man I would rate a 100 out of 10. I pulled out my earbuds, trying to focus on what the man would say next. I couldn't have the song about cheating and sex blasting through my ears.

"What's your name?"He asked. The blush returned to my cheeks. He was a total player. And I was the next person he would play with. I looked around the room as if searching for an answer. I don't know how I could trust a man with my name. A man that I had just met, and know nothing about. I guess I was out of my mind for even considering the thought of giving my name to this handsome man. I held up my finger to signal for him to wait. I pulled out a piece of paper from under my drawing, and took the pencil as well.

"Nar-naru-narut-tt-t-t-o. Nar.....u.....to..."I had to say my name slowly. The paper had my name written on it as well, just in case he didn't hear my right. He smiled at me, and I felt tears form in my eyes. I couldn't talk without stuttering. It was impossible for me. He seemed to notice my discomfort, and reached his hand for my own. That mis-colored eye caught my attention once again, but now I understood why. This wasn't his own eye. He had lost his actual eye, and got it replaced with another one. But why only one eye?

"My name is Kakashi Hatake" his voice was so deep and soothing. I smiled at him, taking another sip of my coffee. I put my hand out for him to shake it, and his hands were soft. Like a babies bottom. I laughed a bit, which is one of the few sounds I even make. I hated that I was born with this stuttering problem. I would have loved to talk to this man, and actual try to use a cheesy pick up line. But no, that wouldn't happen. I would have to write out everything just to communicate with anybody. That is how it always will be.

"You don't have to speak, but I was wondering if you would like to go to a Panic! at the Disco concert with me? As friends?"I nodded my head. He didn't even need to ask. I could feel my heart beating out of my chest. I was so happy that I almost spit out my coffee, and my drawing almost got ruined. I could feel the tears sting my eyes, and some of the coffee spilled onto the picture of the album cover I drew. Kakashi chuckled at me, watching as I probably made a fool of myself. But who cares, this man was gorgeous and inviting me to a concert.

^^^^ 3 year time skip^^^^

"Do you, Kakashi Hatake, take Naruto Uzumaki to be your husband?"the man had asked Kakashi. He said a small yes. My heart seemed to flutter at that. His hands wrapped around my own, and his eyes seemed to sparkle in the light. His red eye was covered up by a patch. Tears fell down my cheek and collected on my tuxedo.

"Do you, Naruto Uzumaki, take Kakashi Hatake to bee your husband?"I nodded my head. Kakashi flinched a bit at that. Most likely because I had never talked a lot in the past. but I wasn't finished. I took a paper out of my pocket and handed it to the priest. He nodded his head when he finished reading the paper. I gave him a small smile, and nodded my head in appreciation for him understanding.

"I-I-I- w-wanted t-to say that I-I l-l-ove Kakashi Hatake. A-a-and that I-I w-w-wanted to -s-s-sing the song I w-a-aa-as listening to when I m-m-met h-him."I stuttered yet again. Kakashi seemed to be crying and looking at the people that had gathered here. Sakura was with Sasuke, both of them were astounded that I had spoken a sentence or two. Choji and Ino were smiling at me, and Hinata was tearing up as she held onto Kiba. Shikimaru was smirking at Temari, Ten Ten hugged Neji, while Lee was crying with Guy.

"Is it still me that makes you sweat?/Am I who you think about in bed?/When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress?/Well, then think of what you did/And how I hope to God he was worth it/When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch your skin" I sang out without stuttering. I could always sing without any problems, but I was scared too. but I didn't have to be scared anymore. I didn't have to be worried about speaking. I had Kakashi, and he had me.