Window of OpportunitySummary: It’s such a wonderful opportunity that Kakashi couldn’t possibly miss it. Too bad the people around him are fixated on blocking him.More Like This
AN: Prizefic with an image prompt (in the description) for Mangareaderrad. Hope you enjoy it and thanks for the delightful prompt!
The muck under the windowsill was nothing new. The break room had been boarded off to keep inquisitive pre-genin out, but the rest of the village all vaulted in through the window to take advantage of the blissful sun and silence. It was the sheer amount that took Kakashi by surprise. Even though no one really wiped their feet, only a few people were inconsiderate enough to not mop off the worst of the blood and grime.
Kakashi caught the edge of the window deftly and twisted over the goopy pile to land, safely and silently, on the far side. He frowned down at the mess, still wondering who was responsible, when a sleepy, grumbling mutter dragged his attention around.
Sprawled across one
- Loveable? -I, Umino Iruka, have sealed my own fate.More Like This
My days are numbered, and it's definitely my own fault.
I've always been a calculating person, looking at things from a distance to evaluate them objectively, not to make any mistakes or cause unnecessary trouble.
Not that I am afraid of dealing with some worries.
That's not it.
That's never been it.
Still, it's way easier to spare oneself the mess of cleaning up rather than taking care of the situation once it's all screwed up.
So how did I end up being cornered by the one man I cannot calmly talk to?
What made me forget about my principles and set a foot across his path?
I still can't tell.
'Stay out of this.'
'They are my soldiers.'
I'm supposed to keep my nose out of his business.
Nevertheless I couldn't keep myself from interfering, from defending those children.
They were my students, and I always did my best to take care of them.
To keep them safe and sound.
I watched over them, even on off-school days, just to make