"Who could have done this?""What is going on?""What!?""Excuse us. Please clear the way… excuse…" The murmuring reduced. The crowd parted, creating a path for the approaching commander. He got to the front, Daichi and Kokohashi moved away from the body that attracted everyone.Kokohashi spared Daichi and Kakashi a glance. He pointed his fingers calling some soldiers. "Make sure everyone is a good distance away," his voice firm and controlled. He extended his arms to restrict the encroaching feet of the students."Please move back." Kakashi stepped back at the request of the commander. "Get them back. Please." Kokohashi dropped an arm, giving Daichi freedom. Daichi burst onto the scene, clearing the students. Kokohashi raised his hand, waving it. "Move back." "Hey, I didn't see you." A smile crossed Kakashi's face. He beamed with the smile, his face flushed with red paint. His wide smile reduced, the weak smile that flashed Zoa's face had long gone. "What happened?" Kakashi pivot
"Finally." The night dragged on. Kakashi got off his bed, grabbing his jacket from the makeshift cloth hanger. He walked out of the room, covering long distances with few steps. He rushed down the staircase. The environment was bright enough for him to see, but dark enough not to see far away. It was a blend of night and day, a blur of dreams and reality."Phew…" Kakashi sent a gentle knock against the wall of wood moulded before him."Who is that?" Jiro grunted. Kakashi moved a step back, a sharp exhale escaped his lips. A chair scraped the floor noisily. Jiro's footsteps delayed, "Who is that?" Kakashi could tell he was closer to the door."Kakashi. Jiro? Please, open up." The door creaked slightly open. Jiro's face peered through the crevice, he squinted his eyes searching around for company."I'm alone.""Hm," Jiro grunted. He stepped back, pulling the door closer to himself. Kakashi walked into his room. Fire burned excitedly by his table. "What are you reading?" Kakashi strolle
Jiro took his gaze off the door, back to Kakashi. They stared at each other. Another knock made up Jiro's mind. He took a step toward the door. "What? You don't even know him and you are going? He might not even be a him. What if it's a woman faking a man's voice?"Jiro dropped Kakashi's hand. "Don't be ridiculous. We are safe.""Listen to me, man. You never do.""That is not true.""Just listen! You cannot be so sure you're safe when you don't even know who is out there. Crazy things are happening." Kakashi pleaded with Jiro. The fear in his eyes drooled. Jiro smiled. He patted Kakashi's hand. "I am fine." He left Kakashi for the door. Kakashi shifted to see through the slightly opened door. He stretched to see who it was, but Jiro's body covered his sight. Their exchange didn't take long, Jiro nodded and closed the door."Who was it?" Kakashi shifted to the edge of the bed. Jiro walked past him to another room. What is going on? Kakashi followed Jiro's movement. "I don't like what
"What happened?" Kakashi held the pieces of his head together. "Why am I… did I… kill anyone?" His palms supported his knees. His eyes widened like he had seen a fire consume his friends alive. "No.""Phew…" he sighed. "Wait, I didn't kill anyone?" Kakashi sprung up. Cleaning the dust off his uniform, he got on his feet."No, you didn't.""Why are you smiling? You are hiding something from me. Please tell me what I did.""You didn't do anything. Come on, let's go back before they search for us.""Search for us?" Kakashi scrunched up his face. "Why would they do that? It's not nighttime and Jiro knows you are my tutor.""The Annual Globe starts tomorrow. We have to be involved with them. We cannot be here practicing while they do all the work. Come on." Suke guided Kakashi."Are you certain nothing happened when…" Kakashi paused. Suke glanced back at him. "I told you about Jay. If there was anything you did, I would tell you. Now, stop stalling and let us go to help them out. But firs
"Now I see that you're not really to blame.""Are you drunk?" Kakashi glanced at Daichi. It was a good question to ask. The Annual Globe eve a celebration on its own. The canteen turned into an Arena where gladiators were cheered and jeered."Good question. Unlike you, I can handle my wine." Daichi slurped his lighter cup."Ouch," Zoa's laughter added a bit of sting to Daichi's response. Kakashi smiled. He must have really been wild that night. His eyes found Tanya's burning gaze. Her gaze intensified, showing intent and purpose. Kakashi glanced away, back at Daichi."What do you mean?" He fought the temptation to hold Tanya's stare again."Well, I used to think you caused all the problems here!""What? Why?" Zoa jumped in, her smiling face peered at Daichi.Daichi stooped, shielding his response from the outside noise. "Everything changed since he got here!""What do you mean? You have to be clearer with your words!" Kakashi screamed back."We never had so much attacks until you came
The cheers and jubilation from the night carried on into the morning. Cups joined on the dance floor, an irresistible invitation of colliding bodies against their holders surfaced. Kakashi excused himself from the roaring choral excitement of boys and girls. He headed toward his room, strolling ahead with heavy footsteps.I can't go now. I have nothing to do there. He glanced back to the scattered bright lights penetrating the windows of the canteen. Kakashi sighed. He spun around, unsure what he wanted to do. The air strengthened, brushing over his face with kindness and softness. He closed his eyes to the coolness, soaking himself in every embrace of it."I see you enjoy your own company most times." Kakashi raised his gaze. "I am also bumping into you." Oz raised his hands.Kakashi scoffed. "Why are you not with the master?" Oz smiled. "Prophecy. You know how Master Yonda gets with it. It's like he has a hidden treasure to seek on that day. I have no idea what to think," Oz shook h
The Annual Globe rode on the wings of the rising sun. Three hours to the start of the annual festivity and less than three hours into his sleep, slamming doors, rushing waters and shuffling feet hung in the atmosphere, a rarity, an extra early preparation for the day ahead. "The most dangerous things can be found in the smallest of bodies," Kakashi muttered to himself. He hung his head in the embrace of his palms. "What does that even mean?" He sighed. "Not today, not today," he got on his feet, his knees grew weak and he fell back into the comfort of his sheets. "Maybe another quick sleep won't be bad." He closed his eyes with a smile."Kakashi!""Who is that?!" Kakashi voiced in a high-pitched tone."Are you still sleeping?" His raised brow suggested familiarity. That has to be her, no? What if you heard wrong… I didn't hear wrong. That was clear. Kakashi kicked off the sheets. He walked hurriedly to the door. Yes! He swung the door open. "What are you doing here?""To get you out
The clouds crowned the sky, bright with cheers and sparks. Each student filled the Arena with gusto and jubilation. Master Yonda looked on from the highest platform, dressed in silky flowing linen. His hair was rather different. It was styled in a ponytail, freeing the significant identification of being the master on his head. He was excited for the day and it showed. He grinned from ear to ear. He had just come come around but he usually wasn't the most anticipated presence in a gathering. For this event however, it was not unexpected for him to be present, however, his early presence - albeit cheered and energetic - still brought amazement to the students."Today must be very special - You mean this week!""This has to be my best week in this school yet.""You haven't been here for even a quarter of the year — I know!"The students laughed and chatted loudly, good energy thickened the atmosphere."Hey. What are you… looking at?" Zoa followed Kakashi's gaze. Kakashi hadn't even noti