[ Kakashi's expression is resigned. Tired. He hasn't been getting much rest, as he's been working on creating a stronghold for Konoha with quite a lot Doton jutsu. He looks a little run down. Worn. And there's dirt smudging his vest, lightly streaked against his mask ( Read more... )

[ The sound of wind. ]

I am on my way to rendezvous with Uchiha Itachi to ensure he is capable of continuing his mission.

Yondaime-sama, I will report to you upon my return.

[ There is so much he wants to say, so much held back right on his tongue, jailed behind his teeth. Caught in the larynx. In the heart. That dream -- it was too much. And he thinks -- knows this is impulsive, not like him. He's usually more controlled. Not so easily moved to action. But those emotions, Itachi's -- too violent. He's still trembling ( Read more... )

Mm, so I suppose we'll be postponing our spar, then....

*Have a Kakashi. Very fucking amused. Oh, god, beyond amused.*

You were a very cute child, Sasuke-kun.