#aflashoffaith

“You were supposed to be there!”

    The words are a grief-laden accusation, helplessness funneled into something, anything that made Kakashi feel less. The emotions twisted in his heart, his usual, stoic demeanor crumbling away, leaving behind a child that felt so small, so useless to do anything to fix the world. It shouldn’t have to be this way, he shouldn’t be a harbinger of death to everyone who was close to him. The guilt bubbles in him, a putrid, awful feeling like acid eating away at his insides. He blames himself more than anyone else, and was going to feel even worse once this anger left him, twisting with embarrassment for projecting his own failures onto his sensei. But for now, he only felt the vindication of throwing another person’s failings back in their face.

“We were Team Minato, weren’t we? Why were you never with the team named after yourself, huh?”

    He shouldn’t have put any trust into him. In the shinobi world you could only rely on yourself. (He knew that wasn’t true, and hoped that if Minato could have been there, he would have, right?). Surely Minato should have seen they weren’t ready for that first mission alone, that the teamwork was faked and tempers still clashed. Wasn’t Minato able to teleport when help was needed? Why had he and Rin been left alone in a two-man squad, surrounded by the enemy? Kakashi did everything he could, but he was only one person, carrying the weight of war and death on his shoulders.

“You’re always late. I thought you were supposed to be The Yellow Flash?”

    Mismatched gaze glares up at Minato, Sharingan tomoe spinning, volatile emotions expressed so clearly through it. A sorrow fills his bones, photographic afterimages replaying perfectly through his optics whenever he blinked. A gift and a curse wrapped into one. He deserved the pain it brought him to view his failed promise over and over again in his mind. First Obito, and then Rin. Just one simple thing that he failed, always failed at keeping those closest to him safe.

“Why are you never there!? They’re both dead.” Because of me. Because of you.

I still like her mom being minis sibling but I'm trash so

tbhhhh i do too but i`m torn sometimes on being one of those people who make a sibling to a major op character. (ಥ ͜ʖಥ) but like, how can we deny a tiny Samui offering Minato thoughtful suggestions about how Konoha could improve based on a mountain of scrolls she`s already read about Tobirama.

         "Oh, we can’t go down that path anymore. It’s been blocked up by that inn --- five years ago, I think?” And Raidou leads them down an alternative route as he dictates all the changes Konoha’s made since Minato’s death, at ease save for a subtle stiffness in his spine that even the lack of Minato’s hokage mantle can’t diminish. Being remotely sloppy around a man this powerful seemed criminal, he thinks. 

@aflashoffaith​: fishes for a gremlin in a pile of ninken

“Minato-sensei!”

     It wasn’t a whine, because Kakashi wasn’t a child. He was just voicing his displeasure at being handled like one. He couldn’t control the pitch of his voice or that it hadn’t deepened yet. 

     Kakashi was still firmly holding Pakkun to his chest once Minato got a handle on him, looking up at his sensei with an annoyed expression. He had quite literally been laying down with the dogs before being so rudely interrupted. The rest of his Ninken still laid comfortably in a pile, deeming the blond to not be any real threat (traitors). 

                                                     SAKURA’S BIRTHDAY 2022

Psst. Happy belated birthday, daughter in law. His and Kushina's gift is a simple envelope, containing reservations for a weekend stay at an inn in Yugakure, the village renowned for it's hotsprings. Go enjoy some time off and pick up some souvenirs, but leave out the details of how the time was spent with their son. Please.

                                                                  — @aflashoffaith​

        A GASP LEFT HER LIPS WHEN she took the reservations from the envelope Minato had handed her. She had heard of those hot-springs before, and according to Ino (who had eagerly recommended her going there with Naruto) the place was precisely what she needed to finally relax and forget about her problems at the hospital.

// @aflashoffaith

A well-placed question indeed. Hina hummed, a purr in the back of her throat, as she curled her tail around her paws. This must be the Hokage, was he not? According to Neko-obaa, he was the head of Konoha and thus responsible for the workings inside the village. She mused she better strike a polite tone with him to make a positive first impression.