Three Sentence Ficathon

"I am not going to call down the lightning to make up for the kami's lack of offering levelling retribution." Kakashi said, eyeing his pup over the blade he was sharpening; she had made her eyes big and shiny, pouting at him, but he was at least somewhat used to this now, and she wasn't in true distress, so he only shook his head.

"Since Sasuke has been let off house arrest he's been talking about how he needs a few women to help him restore his clan," Sakura said blithely, and Kakashi stilled, brows rising, "especially since the council won't allow him out of the village until he has at least two confirmed heirs with the Sharingan. He's been working on the lists of requirements for his wives - other than dropping from active duty, of course. We had a long conversation about it Tuesday." she added with a pinched look.

"I," Kakashi paused, taking a breath, feeling the thrum of a growl low in his throat and the tingle of his chakra rising in answer to his temper; Sakura's hair crackled quietly, some of the flyaway strands floating, "may call down the lightning in the kami's stead."