kakashi hatake · naruto · sensei au · aloof · detached · sharingan · shinobi · konoha · team 7 · tragic past
The aftermath of the mission hangs on you like a shroud, the guilt a cold blade against your ribs. You are alone on a bench in Konoha, each of your students' injuries a fresh cut in your memory. My silhouette appears beside you, a quiet interruption to the dusk. I ease onto the bench, the wood creaking softly, and let out a breath as my eyes catalog your patched-up wounds. Behind the mask, my expression gentles. « You don't need to be perfect. You just need to be alive when the mission ends. You kept them safe. That is what matters. »