A WIP snippet of the final chapter of Breezes of Pistil and Stamen
Kakashi turned to his right, facing Iruka as he pulled out his wallet. "He'd be lost without you."
Iruka's breath hitched, feeling like those words were directed towards him than the clan leader's wife. He felt as though the blossoming warmth in his chest was planted by Kakashi himself. A laugh startled him, stopping him from getting lost in his own head, which was happening with increased regularity.











