lays his head on her chest
She laughs, patting him on the crown of his head. "Long day? ...or are you trying to tell me something?"
You can't always tell with him...
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lays his head on her chest
She laughs, patting him on the crown of his head. "Long day? ...or are you trying to tell me something?"
You can't always tell with him...
"you're perfect."
"You're just saying that because you're allowed to get into my pants," she says with an amused hum. She crawls herself closer, dropping her body on top of his so that her head rests on his chest. Not that she'll stop Kakashi from singing her praises.
"let's go take the ninken out for a stroll."
"Sometimes I feel like the ninken take us out for a stroll," she chuckles. They are after all, smarter than your average pet dog, thus it seems that the end up wherever the whims of the ninken take them. Not that she usually minds, sometimes they end up in interesting ends of the village.
“Should you tell them or should I?”
sits on her lap
"GHHH!!" she squeals, the moment an ounce of Kakashi's weight touches her. Kakashi is by no means a particularly large man, but he's large enough by her standards, which means he is actually bone crushingly huge. The limbs that are still free flail wildly about or tap him on the back, as if to ask for a time out.
"You're squishing me! I'm gonna die! Suffocated! Right here on this chair!! Is that how you want me to go?!"
"you talk too much."
"Wrong!" a hand flies, up to stop him, as if he had any inclination to continue (he didn't). "You simply talk too little," she argues, but a light hearted grin tugs at the corner of her lip.
Kakashi isn't a man of many words but maybe she has been yammering on about her work for too long. At times, she doesn't even realize just how much she can talk about it.
She rests her chin on her hand and grins.
"Fine. Your turn, then~"
“ don’t look at it like it’s forever . ”
@silentkilling x
“I don’t think YOU, of all people, has any business lecturing me on the concept of time...” Sakura teased. But, perhaps Kakashi was right. Forever was a long time, and there was no telling how things might change in the future. Maybe it would be best to live under the assumption that nothing was set in stone.
“--- But, thank you, Kakashi-sensei. I’ll try.”
𝐊𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈
@silentkilling continued from [ x ]
Rising to the occasion: a worthy yet battered opponent. He expected nothing less from the infamous COPY CAT NINJA, whose muscles struggle to pillar the weight of his beaten form. You should see the ‘other guy’ - a Reaper in no better shape. Scrapes, scratches, bruises & bumps garnished pale skin, viscera likely punctured from a few fortuitous blows. Important to note is the difference between Hidan’s and his enemy’s afflictions; as his of course were slowly, unconsciously mending with each passing moment. A GIFT from his deity and A SURE DETRIMENT to his foe. While the healing may be delayed, the mere guarantee of making a full recovery ( be it now or tomorrow ) was enough to pump the Immortal’s chest full with arrogance, smugness reaching its peak with a steady stance.
❝ Oh, ❞ he croons, ❝ Want some more, eh? ❞ It’s almost belittling, his syntax, the way it trickles like blood from his impish tongue. Only one of the men would come out on top and leave the encounter alive. Which begs the question - Kakashi Hatake : DID YOU COME HERE TO KILL, OR DID YOU COME HERE TO DIE?
Truth be told, Hidan was impartial. He wished he could be killed. To fall in battle in the name of Jashin was considered dignified, much like how a Viking would serve Odin. A twisted sort of Valhalla awaited him, but after all, what was the greater pleasure? To meet his maker or to SLAUGHTER a legendary shinobi? From the looks of it all he had left was a common kunai and depthless chakra. The Priest readies himself for another attack, three-bladed scythe held horizontally in defense.
❝ Heh. Good. You still haven’t witnessed the grand finale. You’ll make a divine sacrifice for Lord Jashin. ❞
As the two enter combat once more, Hidan struggles to pull from his own endurance. How long have they been fighting for? When his blade isn’t being hurled in the direction of the other, he attempts to kick or charge Kakashi, anything to throw him off. The Immortal’s fighting style was haphazard to say the least, but what he lacked in skill he made up for with BRUTE FORCE AND IGNORANCE. A mighty and low swipe of his scythe attempts to knock the other off his footing - an attack that if proved successful, would warrant a follow up kick to the ribcage upon dismount.
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