fic - exfiltrate; naruto
Look, 200 more words! I swear I'm working on important stuff
Title: exfiltrate
Fandom: Naruto
Characters: Kakashi, Sakura
Word Count: 200
Rating: T
Notes: I don't even remember why this happened.
Shit, she thought.
The guard opened his mouth to sound the alarm. An arm shot out of the darkness behind him, cupping his jaw and twisting. She was too far away to hear the subtle sound of his vertebrae snapping, but she winced anyway. Poor kid was just doing a job he hadn’t been at all prepared for, and she remarked such in a whisper as her eyes met her partner’s intense stare.
“Poor kid doing his job would’ve gotten us both killed, Sakura,” he reprimanded sharply.
She knew. He didn’t have to spell it out for her; this wasn’t her first exfiltration. But the guard had been barely older than her.
“Wonder if he even got his first kiss…” she muttered. Kakashi crept to the corner and peered around. Sakura knelt next to the dead boy.
“The hell are you doing?” he demanded. “We need to move.”
She bent over, pecked the boy’s mouth, and swiftly rose to her feet again. Kakashi glanced at her blankly and said in a flat tone, “Are you ready now?”
“I’ve been ready to get out of this hellhole since last spring,” she replied.
He offered her a grim, humorless smile. “Prove it.”
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also here
Title: exfiltrate
Fandom: Naruto
Characters: Kakashi, Sakura
Word Count: 200
Rating: T
Notes: I don't even remember why this happened.
Shit, she thought.
The guard opened his mouth to sound the alarm. An arm shot out of the darkness behind him, cupping his jaw and twisting. She was too far away to hear the subtle sound of his vertebrae snapping, but she winced anyway. Poor kid was just doing a job he hadn’t been at all prepared for, and she remarked such in a whisper as her eyes met her partner’s intense stare.
“Poor kid doing his job would’ve gotten us both killed, Sakura,” he reprimanded sharply.
She knew. He didn’t have to spell it out for her; this wasn’t her first exfiltration. But the guard had been barely older than her.
“Wonder if he even got his first kiss…” she muttered. Kakashi crept to the corner and peered around. Sakura knelt next to the dead boy.
“The hell are you doing?” he demanded. “We need to move.”
She bent over, pecked the boy’s mouth, and swiftly rose to her feet again. Kakashi glanced at her blankly and said in a flat tone, “Are you ready now?”
“I’ve been ready to get out of this hellhole since last spring,” she replied.
He offered her a grim, humorless smile. “Prove it.”
--
also here