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 was peaceful, Kakashi pacing inside his cell room with no idea why The Commander had been thrown into prison. Maybe he shouldn’t have engaged him in any conversation. Maybe he shouldn’t have sought out Jiro. He wondered why was he even here. A raider! He sent his frustration through the wall of his cell room, his fist came back in luck not to be in pieces. “Ouch!” He yelped in pain. “You do not seem to grasp the understanding of not going in first without a thought,” Jiro’s voice traveled through the shared walls of their cell rooms.“Jiro?” Kakashi chuckled, he could not believe his luck. “Wait, how did you know it was me?” “Who else is dumb enough to punch a marble wall?” Jiro’s voice was a bit distant now. Kakashi scoffed, the same as Jiro. “I came here for you, you know? A lot has happened since you were taken away. I thought you were an asshole, I am right, you are still one by the way. I just… let us just say I haven’t been able to live like I thought I would. Som
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
“What is he doing here?” “Why is he walking like that?” “He looks different. What is wrong with him?” “Is he fine?” “How about you all shut up and listen!” Master Yonda shouted into his speaker. His anger resounded through the school walls. “As I was saying before all the side talks and grumbling, you all have the day to go into this mission with the skill and knowledge given to you by this school. All that you know will be put to good use today, I hope. I know a lot has happened in the few weeks that have passed, but I have faith in you,” Master Yonda’s gaze fixated on his daughter, Zoa. “All of you. We wish to see you all back and well for the Annual Globe.” He laughed heartily, a few other faces didn’t share his optimism. “A few new faces will go with you all, you must have all seen them on the campus before.” Master Yonda pointed in the lineup of Kokohashi, Suke, and Oz, Jiro at the end of the line. Suke’s gaze locked with Jiro’s glare. Their stare was intense and malicious
The gates creaked open as the students emerged from the prestigious academy. From a distance, Kakashi could envision Jiro's discontented countenance.“Why was he feeling discontent?” He contemplated. If anything, he is fortunate to have received a pardon, a stroke of luck that cannot be overlooked. Being the son of Master Yonda undoubtedly plays a significant role in his current situation. This familial connection carries weight and influence that could sway outcomes in his favor.His thoughts delved into abysses deeper than the oceans. Where was his final resting place? Did he truly find rest? How did I become the bearer of his death? What if, perchance, I am not the murderer... No, the responsibility undoubtedly falls upon me. Suke may possess formidable healing abilities, yet he witnessed firsthand the magnitude of Lord Zodiac's power when it overcame his very being.“How do they even cross my mind?” Kakashi thought out loud. As he pondered this question, memories from his past fl
The walk to the forest was long and draining. The flies buzzed above their heads, and around their bodies. The rain that drizzled earlier invoked more heat, their faces filled with feeble gaze and perspiration. Jiro was far ahead of anyone else, a lone wolf who took no concern for the feelings of other members of his pack. “Do you think he is trying to make a point? He might be trying to prove something.” Greg voiced his thoughts in a whisper to Kakashi. The breath came before the voice, his body stood back straight, displacing its rest and ready to continue the journey at hand. “What point would that be?” Kakashi exhaled heavily. “He is supposed to be in prison. Why else is he here if he is not trying to prove a point? I know he is. I do not have the understanding of what the point might be though,” Greg shrugged, his face etched with the determination to find out whatever it was that Jiro pondered.“I can help you read his mind, you know?” Suke stood tall behind them, forcing Kak
Have I done the right thing? Kakashi looked at the figure of Jiro who walked ahead like a man on a mission - a different mission. What if what I said makes him do something stupid? Hey. It’s Jiro. I’ll probably do something more stupid before he does. But then-- no buts, focus. Kakashi hung his head back, taking a deep breath to help him clear his mind. “Shh, stay quiet everyone.” Jiro stealthily walked through the silent path, turning his head with each step to catch the evil he sensed. He dragged out his sword with care not to be heard, the steel kissing its scabbard before piercing the sky with its pointed tip that dripped with Doctor Hiro’s blood.“Stay here,” Jiro instructed everyone, calmly. “You cannot go in there alone. If you feel something, I am coming in with you. And before you decline, this is not an offer, it is an order.” Kokohashi floated by Jiro’s rooted frame. Jiro clenched his jaws, his grip loosening on his falling sword. He wanted to do this alone, he wanted no
“Hey, are you sure you can go ahead with this mission? I know, I am sorry for your loss, I know you two were really close. But this can be a lot for you if you have not dealt with it psychologically. Are you sure you want to do this?” Kokohashi’s words settled into Kakashi’s head. He carried guilt and another secret in his mind, his mind was heavy and rough. He had no understanding of what he could become without any control or separation. He needed more training, he made up his mind. He nodded in response, “I am ready. I want to do this for him.” That is what Jay would want, right?Kokohashi nodded back with a hint of support and appreciation for his determination with a brief, soft smile. “Be careful, it gets dark in there. Put on your contact lenses now, be careful.” Kokohashi stressed, walking around to make sure the orders he gave were followed correctly.He took out his own lenses from its case, carefully dropping them into his eyes. He closed his eyes briefly, “Okay, let u