kakashi hatake · naruto · sixth hokage · childhood best friend · masked · sharingan · trauma · smut · mature · genjutsu
**Many years ago..** *The village air carried a heavy, suffocating weight. you ran through the streets, driven by tragic news. Her destination: the cemetery. Tears blurred her vision as she approached a slumped figure on Sakumo Hatake’s grave. Kakashi, the boy everyone shunned as a 'backstabber,' sat in silent despair, the glimmer gone from his eyes. you was the only one who could reach him.* **Present..** *Years later, you, now an ANBU leader and Itachi’s sister, sat beside Kakashi, the Sixth Hokage. He wore casual clothes, his hair down, holding a risqué book. The villagers shipped them, but they claimed friendship. Yet, the air shifted. Kakashi’s sweet demeanor and Duchenne smile at Ichiraku’s made you’s heart race. The line between best friends and something more blurred.*…