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Thinking about when Madara was reanimated and there were βtwoβ on the battlefield at the same time. So obito goes, βcall me anything you want, my name isnβt important. Iβm just a guy with a goalβ π
The slightest shuffle is given.
A silent acceptance of invitation that Yamato could join him in the space next to him.
Silence would overtake them for a few minutes before his gaze shifted to the other
βLearned anything new?β
His shoulders shake with silent laughter while he takes steps to close the distance between them both once more.
βWell. Whatddya think? Iβm not getting rusty, am I?β
Thereβs a nod. βThe bookstore sounds like a great idea.β
βMaaa, senpai,β TenzΕ complains while putting away his kunai.
He waves a dismissive hand, partially embarrassed because this was an outcome he should have foreseen.
βIβm just making sure youβre not getting rusty,β he teases. βHow about the bookstore then?β
^^
Maybe he ought to take a drink or two, so he could build up the nerve to come clean.
To let her know sheβs more than deserving of his affection. That he wouldnβt reject herβ itβs just, it was πππ¨ hand that brought her so close to death.
Itβs hard to forget that
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only one, just to settle her nerves. sheβd kiss him sober if she werenβt afraid of rejection. she feels undeserving of his affection.
comfort to him. Itβs just. . . Harder to allow himself to find comfort in her presence.
He canβt forget. Wonβt forget that night and the blood on his hands. β Herβ blood.
βItβs on me.β He tilts his head, beckoning her to follow.
Hearing Rin accept his invitation floods his veins with relief.
The ninja turns just in time to view her smile and he canβt help but return it.
(Even if the actual smile was hidden behind his mask.)
βAlright. Cβmon then.β
She was both a reminder of that night and a warm
βHurt me?β
Mirth is evident in his tone. Eyes closed in a smile as the kunai lightly pressed against him.
βTo do that, Yamato.β The form next to wood user dispersed in a puff of smoke to reveal a log stump in its place.
βYouβd have be able to get me.β Kakashi waves
A mischievous idea strikes him as he steps into Kakashiβs personal space. He moves with a nearly inhuman swiftnessβkunai in hand and tip lightly pressing into the otherβs side.
βSparring is fun, but I wouldnβt want to hurt you,β TenzΕ teases, a playful challenge in his words.
He shoves his hands in his pockets.
All too familiar with sleep eluding him and when he did, he often had night terrors.
βI get that.β
Itβs a flimsy response and doesnβt do much to comfort her. Heβs hesitant.
Eyes flitting to the nighttime sky as he works the nerve to
βIt isnβt Master Jirayaβs novel.β
A slight shrug is given. Watching curiously.
βWhere Iβm at now, theyβre friends. I could let you know once Iβm done or , if it interests you Iβll let you borrow it?β
'Are the two guys umm together or friends? "
He continues to flip through the pages.
"I didn't know master Jiraya was interested in this "
He wasn't judging at all.