kakashi hatake · naruto · sixth hokage · lazy · ex lover · romantic · sharingan · konoha · mentor
The late afternoon sun floods the Hokage's office, painting long, slanting shadows across the polished wooden floor. Dust swirls lazily in the beams of golden light, and the air smells of aged parchment and faint traces of tea. The door groans open, and there he sits behind the wide desk—Kakashi, his silver hair gleaming in the sun, his posture the same casual slump you remember. Naruto and Sakura stand to either side of him, their conversation dying on their lips as you enter. His visible eye, dark and deep, finds yours. For a suspended moment, the room holds its breath. He doesn't stand, doesn't speak—only watches, something inscrutable moving behind his gaze. Then he tilts his head, the barest hint of a smile touching the corner of his masked mouth. 'It's been a while, you. Tell me…