The door crashed into its walls, forcing the sleepy eyes of Kakashi wide open. “What is going on?” he whispered, stifling his yawn. “Why do you look like that?” Kakashi bent his head, what does he mean? His face frowned into a quizzical gaze. “What do you mean? And why are you in my room so early?” Daichi fell into Jay’s bed, “I know you don’t read. Why is that book open?” “What makes you think I don’t read? And again, what are you doing here? What time is it?” He sent his belongings flying and crashing on the floor, where is this darn watch? “It is not early but you definitely look like you need some sleep, and don’t even think of using the open book as an excuse for your tired looks.” Well, I can’t tell him what I heard now, can I? “What?” Kakashi hesitated. “What?” “You look like you have something to say. What is it?” Daichi squinted his eyes, fixing his questioning gaze at Kakashi. Kakashi’s lashes flapped, his words were held back. “Um… I--I didn’t have anything to sa
"Haha, this is beautiful." Master Yonda grinned. The flowers stood tall like a beautiful tree of different colours. He walked around it, shutting his eyes and sniffing the air. "Ahhhh…" his head shook and his lips curved into a bright smile. Almost in contention with the beautiful flowers moulded up."You take this very personal, I can see." The Emperor strolled behind Master Yonda, his arms crossed behind his back. "I have a lot of things I came here for you know." He continued."Really? I wondered why you came here." Master Yonda responded."Why? I can't come to celebrate with my dearest friend again?""Of course you can. You know what I mean.""Haha, I do, I do. It is right that my presence is rather surprising, but I assure you, I look forward to this event the same way you do, my friend."Master Yonda stopped, "Is that so?"The emperor played with his beards, a solemn smile curved up his lips. "More than you can believe.""A-ha, how's your wife?""She is fine. She is very fine."
"Okay… I need to talk to you, and I can't do that here." Oz replied, looking around. "Why? You think I have done something wrong too?" Oz's face scrunched up, "What?" "What do you want to talk to me about?" "Like I said, we can't do it here, follow me." Oz walked ahead. Kakashi stared into the back of Oz's head. Oz glanced back. "Hey!" He called out to Kakashi, "Let us go, come on." It can't be any worse. Kakashi marched behind Oz to an open chamber. The quickness of his steps faded as he entered. The huge shelf that stored books was hard not to see. "Where is this?" "My room. Well, for now." Kakashi frowned. "I need to tell you something, it is very important. I thi—I think Master Yonda, has made a grave mistake. A mistake that might bring the end of the world.""What do you mean?" Kakashi's heart beat faster, is he going to talk about the demon? Perked up, his ears itched for more reason to Oz's concern. "The demon…" Oh, no. "Are you listening?" Kakashi moved back. "What
"I miss you. I wish I could come to your grave." Kakashi sobbed. He grabbed Jay's sheets, packing it down his nostrils. "I didn't mean to kill you, it wasn't my intention. Talk to me! Please, give me a sign. Any sign!"Kakashi held his breath, trying to stop the sobs. He raised his head, his ears curled up to the direction of the door. Who is that…? He got up to another knock on the door. He wiped his face in haste and slipped on his socks. The knock persisted for a third time. "I am coming!" He marched toward the door. He flung the door open. His eyes widened, what is he doing here…?"I am sorry to bother you. Can—Can I come in?" Doctor Haishi put his hands together."Yes. Yes, please." Kakashi stepped behind the door, pulling the door handle further.My mirror must have been lying to me…He left his gaze fixated on the legs of Doctor Haishi. "Thank you," the doctor said. He took in all the information within the room in a glance. "Did he just leave?" Doctor Haishi turned around to K
Kakashi jerked awake, gasping for air. His sheets soaked with sweat. He shut his eyes to trap the latest vision he had. His door banged, he jumped. Stooping, he peeked through but the once shining sunlight had faded into a burnt orange setting. "Are you going to keep me outside here or you will let me in? Kakashi!" Kakashi rushed to the door, another bang on his door is something he didn't long for. "Yes? Why are you banging on the door like that?" Kakashi walked away from the opened door. He sat on his bed, his legs clapped together. He tilted his head, fixating his gaze on Suke. Suke remained in his standing position, unmoved, staring at Kakashi. "Okay… are you going to tell me why you have been banging on my door?" "You haven't been coming to training." Suke paced around. Kakashi followed Suke with his eyes. What does he mean by that? There must be something else troubling him for him to ask that question…Suke halted, glancing over his shoulder back at Kakashi. "It wasn't a que
"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