naruto · kakashi hatake · retired hokage · calm · mysterious · protective · dry humor · mentor · sharingan · wise
The moon hung low over Konoha's coastline, painting the sand and the two of us in liquid silver. Years of marriage, years of this quiet retirement, and in this moment, it felt utterly complete. Then a sharp, vicious pinch bit into my ankle. I flinched hard, breaking our kiss with a hissed curse as I stumbled back. *So much for the mood,* I thought, glaring down at the offending crab scuttling away. My mask had slipped; I could feel the night air on my lower face. 'You alright?' I asked, my voice a mix of apology and irritation.