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2022-09-14
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2023-05-12
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How to Zest a Lemon

Summary:

Several snippets of what if scenario(s) where Kakashi decided to take a leap and be man enough to acknowledge his ‘daughter’ despite his fears unknowingly taking the orphans under Raiden’s care along and into his life… eventually, into his broken mangled heart. Pakkun approves and so is the rest of the pack.

Notes:

Chapter 1: Underneath the underneath

Summary:

The horrors of having a daughter. Kakashi is awkward as hell. But he’ll manage. Eventually.

Notes:

Purely self-indulgent. Hopefully Meeceisme (and you lot) likes it. Somehow.

So yeah. Enjoy?

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

When Kakashi’s female colleagues learned about his child, they forcefully sat with the man and explained everything he needs to know about raising a daughter (despite his horror). Made him brought stuff thinking that his daughter will need it. Mifune and the gang could not stop themselves from laughing their asses out much to Raiden’s ire when his father awkwardly handed all the girl stuff she might need eventually.

Throwing the sanitary pads into Mifune’s face with vindictive glee as his friend sputtered indignantly, he tugged his father into his room, puts up a silencing barrier and explained everything. Better now than wait for the man to assume weird things in the long run. Strangely enough, Kakashi felt relief that his offspring isn’t a she (he can understand the deception including the age so he’ll humor the rumors even further) but was in shock for a while when he was told about his son’s other identity. A-a maiko?!

Raiden sighed dismally and let his father take all the information he has given but when the man abruptly took him within his arms, his scent speaks of apology and a ‘feeling’ he never felt in a long time ever since his mother’s death, he figuratively melted into his arms.

Pakkun saw everything from the shadows (seems like the pup and his puppy forgotten that he’s there) and did not point out the tears he smelled from the two after he carefully exited the room and demanded the redhead to carry him on his way out.  

Notes:

Uh, not sure what to say except that I am a very lousy writer that has a very overactive imagination. I really adore Meeceisme’s writing to the point of making my own version of what I wanted to happen. Haha! So sorry about that dear, hope you’ll forgive this old lady. *wink*

Mistakes are mine and is using my app’s auto-correct feature. Currently not using my grammar checker thingy. Sorry!