"Yours?" The kunai, whetted keenly, dangles limply by the crook of his finger. Kakashi looms at her back, all towering height in half-crouch, and a look -- relaxed and unbothered, intimidating in its infuriating cool -- splays plainly about his face. It's fortunate he'd poofed! so quickly. But a mere second later, and Lee may have kicked it clean through his guts! "I suggest my blind side next time," he dryly goads.
@konohanotenten, weapon’s master.












