#fratitachi

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"Fuck you Kakashi", you shouted at him, tossing the blunt he had in his hand to the ground then using your shoe to further crumple it down until it was in a state where you couldn't revive it. "You and your smut books can rot in hell."

Kakashi stood there, his back leaning against the wall, a blank expression evident on his face, in confusion, wondering why you were having a whole mental break down and rant in public.

Kakashi reached out, placing his calloused hand on one of your shoulders. "Relax (y/n), I don't understand why you're mad-". He said in a calm tone, however, he immediately felt you shove his hand away.

"Don't touch me, and you're asking me why I'm mad?" you laughed hysterically, shoving your phone up to the silver haired mans face so he could capture every single detail of the image you were currently showing to him.

A picture of Kakashi fucking another girl.

"Oh..." Kakashi responded nervously, itching the back of his head. "I mean it's not like I initiated it, she moved to me first and plus I really wanted to try that sex position from Icha Icha Paradise-"

Whilst you listened to the stupid explanation of his, you couldn't help but struggle to resist the urge of putting him in a headlock, choking him to death.

Composure

"You know what, I can't be asked to continue arguing with a dickhead". You stated, your (e/c) sending him daggers which for a moment, sent chills running down his spine. "Consider us over, I value my worth."

You clutched onto your handbag, holding it tight and strutted away with your (h/c) swaying from side to side along with the faint breeze of the wind.

Once Kakashi was no longer in your sight, you began running your hands down through your pockets, intertwining your fingers around the earphones, pulling it out and placing each earphone in your ear.

"Now let's play some Megan Thee Stallion shall we?"

However, the sound of your phone chiming interrupts your 'music therapy' session. You let out a sigh of annoyance, "I'm trying to cope with this break up, now someone calls me.. who is it".

Your eyes widened, "Tsunade?" you quietly whisper to yourself and then deciding to answer the phone call since Tsunade was one of your closest friends, a best friend.

"(y/n), darling come to my house asap. I need to know how you are doing"

"On my way" you responded calmly, trying your best not to crumble once again. "love you" is the last words to her, you proceed to hang up the phone and make your way to Tsunade's house.

Finally, you arrived at Lady Tsunade's house, you clenched your hands together, forming a fist and brung it against the solid hardwood door, knocking hard enough to signify your presence to her,

The loud knocking luckily worked, the door started to open until it was fully wide open, revealing no one other than Tsunade.

You looked at her, from head to toe checking her out. She wore denim flare jeans that compliments her curves, defining her hourglass figure along side a crop top that allows her six pack to be out in display and last but not least her silky blonde hair that flowed freely across her face.

"You look good, girl" you said, hyping her up and sending her a small grin. Tsunade immediately brung you up against her warm embrace, hugging you tightly and letting go right after.

She led you inside her house, shutting the door behind her. You remove your shoes off from your feet, putting it on the shoe rack.

She sat down on the couch and pats the empty seat next to her, indirectly telling you to sit your ass the fuck down right next to her.

You complied, sitting next to her, scooting yourself up against her body and resting your head on her thighs. After, the facade you wheels onto instantly began to falter, shattering into pieces when tears start flowing down your skin.

You tightened your grip on your shirt, drenching your tears in it "It's Kakashi he fucking cheated on me... I tried to keep my cool but I just- How is he so unaffected from all of it I just-"

You felt Tsunade start rubbing the tears away from your face using the tissues she had tucked into her pockets.

"Shh... it's okay (y/n)" she said softly, trailing her fingers through your (h/c) in attempts to put your mind at ease. "He's not worth your time, he's just a filthy pile of shit."

After crying for some time, you come to your senses, you lifted your body, up away from Tsunades grasp.

"Why the fuck am I crying over a pathetic cheater when right now he's probably living his damn life fucking another girl as we speak" you retorted, wiping your smudged mascara off from your eyelids.

Tsunade stretched her arms, releasing the strain from her body. "Exactly, you know what?" Her eyes glistened in determination. "I heard from Jiraya that one of the Uchihas, Itachi Uchiha to be exact, is hosting a party today"

Tsunade starts eyeing you, giving a devilish smirk, you return a smirk back at her.

"You know what, hell yeah. I'm down"

- time skip -

tsunades outfit

(y/n) outfit (you can imagine any other outfit of course)

You and Tsunade finished getting ready, a look of happiness could be seen radiating from the both of you.

"We're so hot" you shrieked out excitedly, "we're definitely going to have the time of our lives."

Tsunade nodded her head in agreement and quickly dragged you outside to the front yard until you both noticed the uber that was currently waiting for you.

She opened the car door, allowing you to go inside first. "Ladies first" she said, winking at you in a teasing way.

You rolled your eyes, "of course sir" you responded, entering the car, once you did Tsunade followed right after you and shut the door behind her.

You and Tsunade made it at last to Itachi Uchiha's residence, your mouth open in awe of how extravagant his house looked.

"Wow... I guess the rumours are true he's filthy rich" you said, with your mouth wide open in astonishment.

You didn't know that much about Itachi and his family apart from what your friend Naruto told you, who knew Sasuke since childhood.

He mentioned how Sasuke and Itachi's brotherly bond was somehow severed, causing them to drift apart. However, he never elaborated why or how. All you knew that Itachi wasn't a good person - but that wasn't stopping you from attending this party.

But he did mention how him and Sasuke got into a big feud in the past, ruining their so called friendship. Despite that argument and Sasuke pushing him away, he yearned for their friendship to be rekindled no matter what. He craved for it so bad.

To the point where you wondered if they were in fact lovers instead. However, Naruto was always so quick to deny these allegations. So you dropped it.

But one day, they finally rekindled and Sasuke realised that Naruto was there for him this whole entire time. They somehow managed to fix that long lasting argument of theirs. Whether it's a 'platonic' or actual relationship between them, you just wanted Naruto to be happy.

You haven't seen Naruto that much recently after that. But you still hope he's doing well.

Your thoughts came to an end when you felt a tug on your shoulders. "Enough daydreaming (y/n), let's go inside" Tsunade shouted excitedly at you, she then darted a bright grin at you, causing your heart to melt in awe.

She intertwined her arms around yours, dragging you along with her causing you to let out a deadpan expression.

Once you both entered the house, your ears were immediately flooded by the sounds of loud music that was played by the dj.

Your gaze surveyed your surroundings, loads of people were already drunk, making out and dancing. It was lively indeed. You had an urge to join in with the fun to keep your mind off from past events.

You tightened your grip on Tsunades arm and allowed her to guide you both to the counter where they were serving drinks.

Before Tsunade could get some shots for the both of you, you were both stopped by a familiar black haired man with the hideous bowl cut.

"Guy, you seriously" you subconsciously blurted out, once you noticed what you said, you itched the back of your neck in an awkward manner. "My bad".

"I'm sorry for what happened to you (y/n), with Kakashi and everything that guys been acting like a dick recently" he apologised sincerely.

For a second, you forgot that Guy was extremely close to Kakashi. They were best friends after all but what even made it even more difficult was that he was a close friends of yours too. You all attended the same high school after all, Konoha High.

"Pfff, don't worry Guy" you responded back with a chuckle, acting as if you didn't give a damn when really you felt yourself going emotional for a second. You brought one of you hands over to Guy and rested it one of his shoulders, squeezing it tight. "But thank you for looking out for me I really mean it."

Suddenly, you felt your arm get shoved away from Guy which was done by no one other than Tsunade. "Leave her alone Guy, I can't believe you interrupted us from getting out drinks served to us" she whined, rolling her eyes in annoyance.

"My bad, I guess I can no longer catch up with one of my super cool, amazing, extravagant and gorgeous friends" he cried out, taking her words quite personally.

But his the breakdown of his gets cut short when Kakashi comes from behind, wrapping one of his arms around Guys neck.

"How you doing Guy?" He asked in a nonchalant voice.

The sight of Kakashi makes you gulp, you felt your anger and resentment fuel up within you. Of course he had to ruin shit so early.

Kakashi averted his gaze from Guy to now at you, not daring to say anything.

But his gaze on you was enough to trigger you as you felt yourself bring your hand up to slap the shit out of him.

However, Tsunade beat you to it. She blocked your hand and brought it down. She leaned towards your neck and whispered to you. "Don't let him get a reaction of you, this is supposed to be a fun night".

You nodded your head in agreement and waved goodbye to Guy only.

At last, you both managed to get your drinks and did a cheers before downing the shot.

You felt the warm fluid flow through your throat, you let out an exhale that helped relive all the stress that was built up within you all this time.

"Satisfied at last (y/n)" she questioned waiting for your response.

You let out a soft hum of approval.

"Tsunade" a deep voice said, coming from behind Tsunade.

"Jiraya?" Tsunade yelled out in shock, you sent her a teasing grin. Because you were already aware of the romantic tension between the pair.

"Well you know what, I'm going to leave I think I need to use the rest room" you lied, intentionally excusing yourself despite knowing you'd be all alone. But that didn't matter since you knew they were quite interested in one another.

You have to admit you didn't really want to leave Tsunade. Since you wanted someone to be by your side but again a good friend would encourage their friend to pursue their crush. Right?.

And also you felt as if by you being there things would be quite awkward. You only had a couple of interactions with Jiraya and you most of them consisted of him either talking about Tsunade or just starter conversations like "how's your day" ... " how are you".

You decided to take more shots, until the drunkenness started kicking in, you wanted to feel a bit tipsy but not to the point where you could black out and not be aware of your surroundings. You didn't want anyone taking advantage of you.

You felt more alive, and finally gained the confidence to initiate conversations with people first. You danced with strangers, laughed and sang.

Until you felt someone intentionally shove you. "Excuse me?" you shouted, grabbing onto the shoulder of the man who had long jet black hair that covered some of his face, and his face was gorgeous. "An apology could be nice you know?"

"An apology?, you was in my way" he replied stoically, looking down at you as if you were nothing but a mere burden.

Suddenly, thoughts of realisation struck you, you bumped into no one other than Madara Uchiha. Known for having gang affiliations & committing heinous crimes. Mostly of him doing illegal drug dealing and attempted murder. Despite other people getting locked up behind bars if they were to commit such act, he was a nepo baby, born into wealth and privilege which enabled him to bypass these laws and roam free.

You definitely didn't want to mess with him, but your pride was something you couldn't let be tarnished.

You chuckled, "Me in your way? But what did I expect from a privileged bastard who lives off from daddy's and mummy's money" you teased, attempting to ridicule him. "Halo effect proven to be right again"

His eyes widened in shock and intrigued by the fact that no one ever dared to insult him. Especially a woman, they automatically melt in his presence in awe of his looks. I mean he was irresistible.

His fangirls immediately come to his rescue, pushing you away from him. "What the fuck is wrong with you get away from him you bitch" you heard one girl yell at you, causing a commotion to be heard from the others.

"I'm already having a shitty day please let me be" you blurted out, now aggravated that the attention was now on you.

You fired the drink you had in your hand right at her, causing her to frantically scream. "What the fuck my dress, I spent $1000 on this" she whined, bursting into tears.

You began teasing her, "cry about it hoe" you yelled out, bursting in laughter and strutted away from the crime scene.

Madara watched in awe, he was intrigued and wanted to know more about you.

"We'll meet again"

You craved for some fresh air, away from all of the commotion. You noticed how there was a door to a room so, without any thought you entered into the room.

You walked into the empty bedroom, you could care less who it belonged to. You assumed that during events like these bedrooms would be free access especially since people fuck around in random places all the time.

Your eyes met with a balcony, you let out a quiet cheer and walked up towards it and rested your arms on the cold metal bars.

"At last..." you sighed.

"At last what?"

The abrupt sound of someone talking immediately caught you off guard. You could now smell the fumes of a cigarette.

You tilted your head until it was now face to face with a man who stood beside you.

He had ethereal beauty, deep sunken stress lines evident on his visage, long silky jet black hair with strands covering some parts of his face. The back of his hair was loosely tied into a pony tail.

He had the cigarette in between his fingers and pressed it against his lips. Inhaling and then exhaling the tobacco.

He eyed you, and offered his cigarette to you but you shook your head, declining the offer.

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