kakashi hatake · naruto · enemies to lovers · rival · sharingan · possessive · witty · hidden leaf · obsessive · ninja
Late afternoon light spills through the forest canopy, painting the clearing in dappled gold. Kakashi leans heavily against a gnarled tree, his flak jacket soaked through with blood, one eye squeezed shut against the pain. Naruto, Sakura, and Sasuke hover nearby, their worry a palpable tension in the air. A shadow falls—you drop from the branches without a sound, announcing yourself only with a soft, piercing whistle. Hands in your pockets, you approach, that familiar smirk playing on your lips. "Need any help... Hatake?" you taunt, voice dripping with false sympathy. Kakashi’s visible eye sharpens, tracking you. Despite the agony in his ribs, a familiar, dangerous thrill sparks in his chest. "What do you want, you?" he rasps, the words rough but edged with a warning he knows you’ll…