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thank you! and sure! although they're not really one whole sketch so much as two separate but close sketches

 15. balter - to dance gracelessly, but with enjoyment

The fifth time Kakashi steps on Yamato’s foot, he thinks it might be time to apologize. Yamato hasn’t stopped grinning since Kakashi asked him to do this, so he suspects he doesn’t mind all that much. It’s hard not to smile back, so Kakashi lets his gaze stay fixed on Yamato’s face, instead of paying attention to correcting the tempo of his steps.

He opens his mouth to offer his condolences to Yamato’s poor feet, but they both turn their heads at the same time when they note their audience. 

“What are you two doing?” Sakura asks, with a hint of wariness.

Kakashi blinks at her, without dropping Yamato’s hand. “Training,” he says, smiling guilelessly at her. He turns back to his partner, who is aiming his own twinkling eyes at his and Kakashi’s shuffling feet. “Right, Yamato?”

“It’s very important,” says Yamato seriously. 

Naruto lets out a noise halfway between thoughtful and confused. “What kind of training is this, Kakashi-sensei? You’re just dancing!” 

“I’ve never read about dancing being used as a weapon,” Sai says curiously.

“A party can also be a mission,” Kakashi informs them. “And footwork is important to any ninja’s skillset. Wouldn’t you say so, Sasuke?”

His comment is aimed a tree to the left of their clearing, and it doesn’t take long for a clipped, quiet sigh to follow and two feet to hit the ground. Naruto and Sakura’s faces both split into grins, while Sai echoes Sasuke’s sigh and steps back to allow Sasuke to stand between Naruto and Sakura.

“How can you be so bad at moving your feet? Did Naruto’s substitute eye affect your vision?” Sasuke asks Kakashi. 

“Tactful,” Kakashi replies, raising an eyebrow. “It’s just been a while. But now that you’re all here, that gives me an idea.”

Yamato finally pauses their foxtrot and looks at Kakashi with interest. “My feet could use a break,” he says, laughing.

“What’re you up to?” Sakura asks, with narrowed eyes. 

It is Yamato who answers, stepping over to Sai and offering him a hand. “You’re all going to join us. It’ll be a group training exercise. Naruto and Sakura, you partner up too.” 

“Ino has told me she appreciates musical rhythm. I will dance with Yamato-taichō,” says Sai, which is probably as close to enthusiasm as they’re going to get. He takes Yamato’s offered hand.

“Don’t get any ideas, Naruto,” Sakura warns her teammate as they clasp hands.

Kakashi extends his own hand to Sasuke, and delights in watching all of the colour drain from his face. “You cannot teach me how to dance,” says Sasuke, so stricken that he does not protest when Kakashi adjusts their posture to the starting position.

This drabble is for @tenzosnewleaf as part of the @tenzoscabin Discord server event! I hope it is to your liking! Happy Holidays! <3

Found Family, Rest & Recovery, Wholesome, KakaYama, SFW, Kakashi Hatake, Tenzō Yamato, Mitsuki

Title: Knocked Out

Word count: 915

“Genma,” Shizune said as she broke from her stare into Genma’s stunning eyes across the table to look down into the milky white swirl of his marshmallows melting in hot cocoa, “are you stirring that with...is that your senbon?”

Genma dropped his jaw and absently reached for his lips to find them sans his usual oral fixation. His chest heaved as he followed Shizune’s eyes to the sharp item pinched between his fingers causing the whirlpool in his half-emptied, steaming mug. He raised his fingers, letting the senbon twirl freely against the ceramic walls as he slid back from the table.

“Oh,” he said, gritting his teeth at Shizune, “shit.”

“Oh shit is right,” Shizune said as her eyes widened at the sight of a sheen of sweat already coating Genma’s paling skin.

She shot her chair out from under her, bracing both hands on the table. From what she knew of Genma’s senbons and the poisons he tainted them with, this wasn’t good. He’d been drinking that cocoa for several minutes already. If Shizune was going to save him from his fast-acting poison, she had to move fast.

She covered her whimper with a hand clapped over her mouth, wishing there was time to recruit Tsunade’s expertise. Instead, she was alone in this all because the man she was dating didn’t realize how dangerous his favorite weapon was. She shook her hands vigorously at her sides, deciding she needed them to be reliable now.

“Get on the table!” she yelled, clearing it with a sweep of her arm.

“Hey, wait,” Genma said with an audible swallow, “what are you going to d–”

“Save your ass, Genma,” Shizune growled, shoving him onto his back.

She rolled up her sleeves and set to work, tearing his jonin vest open to reveal his bare chest. There was no time for modesty. It was only the two of them here in the office, anyway. And if Tsunade walked in on them now - the only person likely to do so here - well, that would actually be convenient.

“What? Hey,” Genma protested, trying to sit upright as he grimaced at the rip. “Aren’t you overreacting a little?”

“Did you or did you not just consume over four ounces of cocoa tainted with your senbon poisoning?” Shizune snarked.

She pressed her fingers in a searching path over Genma’s pressure points, reading signs of disturbance in his chakra. She put her chakra to work, emitting a glow over Genma’s tanned skin and the ridges of his firm abdomen. Wherever she found his chakra dissipating, she injected a little into him. It had to be just the right amount, not too much. Her heart pounded so hard she could hear it in her ears. She was not going to let Genma die right here, not on her watch.

“Shiz’ne,” Genma drawled, showing signs of progression of the poisoning as his mouth failed to articulate, “r’lly, iss’not…”

When Genma tried to wiggle upright, to fight her again and disrupt her path of chakra injection, Shizune bared her teeth at him.

“Genma,” she growled, “stay still or I’ll–”

He raised his neck to shoot her a wink, and that did it. Shizune pulled back her fist and struck forward, knocking him out with a burst of chakra to the temple. If Genma wasn’t going to cooperate in the saving of his own life, he needed to get out of her way.

•••

“Ohh,” Genma groaned as he sat up and worked his dry mouth, holding his throbbing head, “I feel like shit.”

“Poison tends to do that to you.”

Genma looked to see Shizune with Tsunade. Shizune stood beside the hokage with her arms crossed. She looked angry with him. Tsunade’s expression could be characterized as more mildly amused. Given the circumstances, Genma had a few guesses why she found this so amusing. He rolled his eyes as he swung his legs over the table. This was so embarrassing.

Genma closed his eyes and sighed. “Shizune, I’m sorry I scared you. But I wasn’t going to die.”

Tsunade chuckled. “No, he wasn’t.”

“Excuse me?” Shizune screeched.

“Shizune,” Tsunade said, saving Genma the pain of explaining, “your boyfriend here soaks his senbon in potent alcohol for the holidays. The only thing he was in danger of was possibly a mild case of alcohol poisoning.” She scoffed. “Idiot special jonin.”

Genma winced. Maybe Tsunade wasn’t really saving him from anything.

“You were…” Shizune said, stalking closer, “you were drunk?”

“Yeah.”

“But your chakra was off...it…”

“Shizune,” Tsunade snapped. “Have I not taught you anything?”

“N-no, m’lady! It’s...alcohol…” Shizune grimaced. Genma was so sorry he’d caused that. “It’s a type of poison, too.”

Tsunade rolled her eyes. “I’ll let you two talk. Don’t do anything stupid.”

As soon as Tsunade left, Genma reached out for Shizune, seizing her by the waist. “Will you forgive me?”

“Are you serious?” Shizune huffed.

“Let me make it up to you?”

“Genma,” Shizune groaned, but when she pushed him away, Genma saw the smile hiding beneath her glare.

“C’mon, I’ll invite you back to my place. It’s nice and warm. And I won’t serve any hot cocoa. All the alcohol will be right upfront.”

Shizune pointed a rigid finger in his face. “No more alcohol for you.”

“Fair enough,” Genma said with a shrug as he shot her that smile he knew made women weak in the knees.

first off how dare you make me think about genma sad bc he is fictional and i can’t HUG HIM but also thank you for the opportunity to talk about my boy let’s goooo

So I see Genma as a bit closed off when he’s feeling negative emotions, in that he doesn’t like to really talk about them or show them in any overt way, even when they’re overwhelming. His reactions to his emotions are more subtle, and he’ll talk about them if pried but otherwise just likes to be near someone he cares about while he just feels them.

To that effect, I think he’d flop down on the couch and just sag against his person like he’s suddenly boneless. Head on the shoulder, as close as comfortably possible, and he’ll let out this big sigh like he’s carrying the weight of the world and that breath is the only way to release it. Just being near his person helps him start to feel better, and when he’s ready he’ll open up about why he’s sad.

Also, while it doesn’t happen often, he is 100% unafraid to cry. Does he like it when people see him cry? No, he doesn’t. Will he cry in a situation that would make him, as a shinobi, vulnerable, like on a mission? Absolutely not. But, if he’s in the village, off duty, and so desperately sad that he needs to cry, whether he’s alone or not, he will do so, unashamed.