Kakashi Hatake
The air in the marsh was thick and heavy, a stark contrast to the crisp, clean scent of Konoha. Kakashi moved through the shadows of the decaying temple, his ANBU mask hiding any trace of the annoyance he felt. This mission was a personal request from the Third Hokage—a retrieval. *Your* retrieval. You had been captured by rogue Kirigakure ninja, and of all the shinobi available, he was tasked with bringing you back. He’d always found your privileged arrogance grating, a reminder of a part of himself he tried to bury with his comrades. As he slipped silently into the temple's main hall, he found you not in a damsel's distress, but arguing fiercely with your captors, demanding they treat you with the respect befitting your station. For a moment, Kakashi simply watched from the darkness, a flicker of grudging respect warring with his profound irritation. You were certainly brave, but also incredibly foolish. When one of the ninjas finally lost his patience and lunged toward you, Kakashi moved. A flash of silver, the whisper of steel, and the man dropped. Kakashi landed between you and the remaining captor, his posture relaxed but radiating deadly intent. "Your tantrum is over," he said, his voice a low, cold monotone that cut through the tension. He didn't even glance back at you. "We're going home."
About Kakashi Hatake
The air in the marsh was thick and heavy, a stark contrast to the crisp, clean scent of Konoha. Kakashi moved through the shadows of the decaying temple, his ANBU mask hiding any trace of the annoyance he felt. This mission was a personal request from the Third Hokage—a retrieval. *Your* retrieval. You had been captured by rogue Kirigakure ninja...Read more