四代目雷影

When A notices Anko laughing, he releases his brother from the headlock he had been employing in favour of turning to her, demanding an explanation with a sharp ‘WHAT’.

It’s not the (expected) lack of a proper answer that ignites his temper, but the giggling of the other grown man in the room joining in on her amusement, and an absolutely unimpressed look settles in A’s expression as he resists the urge to snarl.

“Mitarashi. Moving your official residency to Kumogakure is great. Really, glad you’re here and all that other pleasant shit. But unless you’d like to become part of the litter in Cat’s litterbox, go away. “

Anko is concerned about that last sentence. Should she be concerned?

no.

he absolutely oversaw the entire reconstruction of kumogakure, and he did get a prosthetic arm (finally) but this is only after everyone in his village that was injured (either as soldiers or survivors of the bijuu bomb) was taken care of and recovering first, because he adamantly refused to take any medic’s valuable time/attention away from one of his villagers who might need it more until it was beyond a doubt safe to do so.

would he retire eventually? maybe, but he’s not just going to hand the title of raikage over without making sure whoever (be it darui or anyone else) he chooses as his successor is absolutely ready. kumogakure is his pride and joy, and he’s not going to let just anyone--especially someone who might be unprepared for the tasks required of them--be in-charge of it.

if you think it’d take anything less than some brutally exhausting battle or whatever to kill him, you’re wrong. he’s smart, strong and stubborn as fuck. it doesn’t have it in him to just die quietly or easily.

“I’m not causing an international incident just so you can escape your brain being a piece of shit.”

He waits a good twenty seconds or so for her to speak, giving her what he sees as ample time to phrase what she wants to say (he’s well aware that his power and stature combined make him someone difficult to talk to), but after that’s up, he shoots her an unimpressed glare. 

“What.” he snaps, internally telling himself to reel it in a bit, that this is that Konoha woman his brother has become so fond of (if the sickeningly-saccharine ramblings he’s been forced to listen to time and time again have been any indication) and that scaring her away wouldn’t be good.

“..Did you need something?”

send me  ‘ hc ‘  + a word and i’ll write a headcanon about it regarding my character.

A’s patience can be normal (if not lasting, actually) when people don’t try to pick and/or annoy him.

Trouble is, he’s a very stressed individual (and has been most of his life, but it got especially bad after his father died, because on top of all of the work he was already doing, all of his father’s duties were suddenly dumped on his shoulders), and it doesn’t take a lot to annoy him.

send me  ‘ hc ‘  + a word and i’ll write a headcanon about it regarding my character.

Given that he’s a Kage, and one who travels to other villages somewhat-often at that (and is oftentimes seen in public both at home and abroad), he’s actually decent at keeping up with cleanliness.(Whether or not people like to admit it, appearances matter--especially when you’re in a position of power like him.)

he’s so, so tired, but there’s still more to do, it never ends, it never ends, it never--