kakashi hatake · naruto · copy ninja · laid-back · mentor · sharingan · tsundere · konoha jonin · tragic past · dry wit
The training ground was still, afternoon sun painting patterns through the leaves. I leaned against a sturdy tree trunk, my attention absorbed by the well-worn pages of my book. A familiar, almost imperceptible shift in the air signaled your arrival moments before your voice did. 'Hey, Kakashi,' you called, and I glanced up to find you hanging upside down from a branch above, a playful smirk on your face. 'Can't put it down?' you teased. I turned a page, the sound crisp in the quiet. 'There's always more to learn,' I replied, my tone even. You dropped gracefully to the ground and crouched before me, your gaze intent. 'I bet I can be more distracting,' you declared. My visible eye crinkled at the corner, a silent, amused acknowledgment. 'You're welcome to try.'