The evening went unpredictably turbulent. Kakashi’s mind reeling back to the conversation he had with Jiro. It wasn’t an apology still, but he was okay with coming to a truce. He already told the secret out to Tanya and he was almost at breaking point with a stranger. Well, technically. Jiro was not the best person out there and while that’s true for him, same can be said for everyone. Jiro isn’t perfect, Daichi definitely isn’t perfect. Jay has his down times, and Zoa, mm, Zoa. Brings his mind back to that, Zoa. ‘How am I going to do this with Tanya not being aggrieve? Why don’t I just act like nothing happened? You fool! Women don’t like that. But then what do I do? Wait, how do you even know about what women like or don’t like?’“Why are you smiling?” Zoa appeared out of nowhere.“Wait--what? Wh--um, smile? I wasn’t smiling. You are the one… how did you even get here? What are you doing here? I mean, I want you to be here, but…” Kakashi blew out air, resigning to his embarrassme

Jiro’s imprisonment was felt by nature itself. Students watched as lightning rolled the red carpet for thunderstorms to steal the show. It was a roar like no other. The electric messengers touched the earth with their hands, showing their anger in the color of their appearance. The clouds gathered, shielding the direction from whence the next strike would come. The lightning gave a hint, but it was always followed instantaneously by the raging storm. Soon, lightning became the closest form of light in the heavens. It was far from night time yet, the atmosphere darkened with tears borne out of its anger falling. What looked like drops soon became torrents, and the birds hid in their nests - avoiding their flights from being canceled. “Hey!” Kakashi gripped the arm of the new commander as he walked by with urgent strides, forcing his body to turn around abruptly.“Do I know you? I need to be somewhere now, and I have to assure you that now is not the time to play around.” Kokohashi ai

The buildings flashed past him in his opposite direction, quickly vanishing from his eye corners. His chest pounded with the fast beating of his heart, his feet floating on the ground and his hands paddling his run. Soon he became content with his world, his breath steadying on the run. The heartbeat that drummed his chest louder and louder now gave way to the only thing he could hear - his breath. His feet squeaked on the floor before coming to an abrupt end. He didn’t need to catch his breath, but that was the least of his surprise. “Where am I?” His words mimicked his voice, resounding back off the giant walls of the wide landscape where he stood.“Hello!” He called for help. That was probably not the best thing to do. But what could he do? He looked around, and only then did he hear it play - a ragged box with a dancing doll spinning on it. He looked at each side of his with each step to the box. Everywhere was white and quiet, almost. The sound played louder in his ears. He

Kakashi took a deep breath; a sharp exhale escaping his lips. He looked around, nothing was out of place. The marble basin was squeaky clean. He touched his ankles, it confirmed he wasn’t hallucinating. It still hurt a bit. He shut his eyes to his mind reeling on the event. He looked at his savior, a grin covered his face. “Thank you,” Kakashi uttered, his voice inaudible almost like a whisper. Oz nodded. He was happy to be in the right place at the right time. “You are welcome,” he replied as an afterthought, walking out with satisfaction soaked in his smile. Kakashi flinched as the door swung open. He grinned trying not to look suspicious. He walked out briskly, “Enough of that for today,” he inhaled sharply, the presence of people. ‘How am I seeing these things?’ He pondered internally walking with a heavy heart full of a load of worries. A sharp turn around the pillar was the easiest route to finding Jiro. Kakashi needed to talk to someone. “I can’t continue like this,” he mu

The night took on the responsibility of lighting up the darkness. The earth reflected the rays that illuminated their path, the green leaves of trees watered their bodies with each ruffle. “How did you know I was there?” Kakashi asked from behind Suke. “I know things Kakashi, I know a lot of things,” Suke strolled to the foot of the tower.“Uh… why are we going to the tower? Are we not supposed to move over to the Arena?” Kakashi was overcome with suspicion and doubt. His feet remained stuck in the mud of uncertainty and carefulness. “You can remain there since you have your suspicions about this. I will continue my climb to the top.” Suke responded climbing the stairs in stones elevating him and fading his voice. Kakashi glanced back, looking over his shoulders to be certain of their anonymity, “Why are we here? What is wrong with where we have always trained?” “You can go back to your cell, or come up here to learn new things. You ride out with the students and teachers tomorro