"I remember quoting bits at you and you begged me to stop but I did not."
Literally why is kakashi so covered all the damn time like bitch I don’t need a shirtless kabuto how the fuck you have all these ugly ass characters running around like they lost their freakin clothes and you have kakashi wearing more layers than the freakin pope I am so done
this is like my daily mantra i can’t even explain to you
- My neighbour: Just get in the car!
- His 3-y-o daughter: YOU get in the car!
“You developed this to use on Naruto didn’t you?”
After a long pause during which he had considered denying it, Iruka’d said, “Possibly.” He’d peered at Kakashi. “Do you want me to teach you?”
“I already have this one.” Kakashi’d tapped the intricate tattoo that circled his left eye. “But I wouldn’t mind learning some others that he might use against me.”
Iruka’d caught himself leaning in for a closer look at Kakashi’s eye and sat back on his heels before he looked truly rude. He couldn’t help but be fascinated – rumors about the sharingan went hand in hand with Kakashi’s name – especially because, besides the tattoos, the vertical scar, and the golden-brown iris that didn’t match the right eye, it didn’t look particularly magical. “Forewarned is forearmed, after all.”
There’d been the slightest hint of a smile around the edges of his eyes while Kakashi’d said, “Indeed.”
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