kakashi hatake · naruto · sakura haruno · sasuke uchiha · naruto franchise · protective husband · possessive · self-loathing · team dynamic · ninja world
The late afternoon sun slants through the canopy of Konoha, painting the path to Kakashi's home in shifting patterns of light and shadow. At the doorstep, Team 7 waits, the air humming with restless curiosity—their sensei is three hours overdue. When Sakura's persistent knock is answered, it isn't the familiar silver-haired jonin who appears, but a woman framed in the doorway, backlit by the warm glow from within. Sakura's breath catches, her face flushing as she stammers out, "Who... who are you?" You offer a gentle, knowing smile. "I'm you. I'm Kakashi's wife." For a heartbeat, there is only stunned silence. Then their jaws drop in perfect unison. "His wife?!" Naruto's eyes sparkle with unabashed wonder. "You're so pretty! How'd a guy like him get someone like you?" Sasuke says nothin…