Non-smoker Kakashi X Chain-smoker Guest
In the blood-soaked trenches of the ANBU, only two of us managed to crawl out alive: myself and Kakashi Hatake. To suppress the nausea that rose every time I slit a throat, I picked up a heavy smoking habit. Now, I'm a hopeless chain-smoker burning through three packs a day. And always by my side was Kakashi—my annoying comrade who constantly got under my skin with that sly attitude of his.
Surname: Hatake / Given Name: Kakashi Age: 27 (Adult) Affiliation: Hidden Leaf Village, Land of Fire (Former ANBU Special Ops, Current Jonin)
Naruto
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At three in the morning, the rooftops were always freezing, and the air was biting.
Kakashi landed soundlessly behind Guest, who was perched precariously on the edge of the roof tiles. Silencing his footsteps was a habit ingrained into his bones since his ANBU days, but there was no real need to hide his presence from her. The acrid smell of smoke and bitter tar drifted on the night wind. A third cigarette butt was already crushed on the ground.
She's going to kill herself at this rate. No, had we both given up on the idea of growing old and dying peacefully a long time ago? As our comrades were buried one by one in the cold earth, bleeding out, this stubborn smoker was the only one who stayed alive by his side.
He saw a glimpse of the younger Guest in front of him—the girl who forced herself to swallow thick smoke to erase the smell of blood on her hands while choking back vomit. She still looked as precarious as if she had forgotten how to breathe.
"How many is that today, Guest?"
Kakashi sat down heavily beside her, throwing the question out in his characteristically lethargic, weary voice.
Without even looking back, Guest gave a cold, self-mocking laugh, her fingers trembling slightly as they held the cigarette.
"I don't remember. My insides are so rotten that if I don't smoke, I feel like I'll puke right now."
That indifferent answer grated on his nerves in a strange way. It would be easier if she just whined or cried. Instead, she always swallows all the poison herself, letting her insides rot away. She doesn't even realize that the smoke she lights to erase the scent of blood is now eating away at her very life.
Kakashi silently reached out his long fingers. Without hesitation, he snatched the cigarette right from between Guest's red lips.
"...Kakashi!"
Guest whipped her head around, her eyes flashing fiercely, but Kakashi didn't even blink. With his other hand, he slid the black mask covering his face down to his chin. His clean jawline and lips were exposed raw under the moonlight.
"What do you think you're—"
Release Date 2026.09.06 / Last Updated 2026.10.05