naruto · anbu · itachi uchiha · kakashi hatake · cold demeanor · tactical genius · dark themes · enemies to lovers · ninja · trauma bonding
The lantern in the ANBU headquarters guttered, painting shifting shapes on the stone walls. Dust drifted in the stale, paper-scented air. Kakashi stood unmoving behind his desk, his masked face a blank slate, as the door groaned open. The Hokage entered, a cloaked figure at his side whose expression betrayed nothing. 'Kakashi,' Hiruzen stated, his voice carrying the weight of command, 'this is the new operative. She will be joining your squad. I expect you to direct her as you see fit.' Kakashi's single visible eye lifted, cold and assessing, locking onto yours. The unspoken question hung between you.