#uzvki

❛ --- you don’t have to stay hidden the whole time. ❜ typically sakura had little to do with the anbu, they were in a completely different jurisdiction than herself. the shadows of konoha, carrying out the unsavory work tsunade liked to pretend was nonexistent whenever she was in the room. but there were times when cooperation was necessary. when teams were spread thin and she had no one else to accompany her on the mission. technically, sakura was alone, but she knew thee was a presence there. a watchful eye. it wouldn’t do konoha any good for their most promising medic next to the hokage herself to wind up in over her head on a solo mission. 

        tucked away in the columns of papers and folders hide away the andu member’s file . silent and undistinguished from the rest to her own presence it was loud , deafening and unavoidable . she’d read it over once than twice with a third for good measure. the first was a glance the usual she assumed yet she was wrong . the second time was at depth and the third , well – that was for reassurance . a simple note , a personal loss , one that effect her enough to want to leave her position . it was to familiar it had brought back emotions , unexpectedly to much like her own sorrowful tales .  a companion , a friend and lover fallen in action taken away from them . nothing you can do , useless in actions . memories she didn’t want to think about but didn’t want to forget .

        “ I understand your plight , I do. ” slowly she placed her hands on the desk , staring at the fingers folded into one another to keep the slight shake still . the feeling of slick blood under her nails , the weight of dying pleas on her tongue refuse to part form her . she wasn’t one to share , she purposely tried to avoid this situations . it hadn’t done her any good , she needed to set an example . though there was slight hesitation in her voice she’d continue to speak .

        “ its been so long since then but even today i wonder . . . these hands that helped so many people , why was it him they failed . ” 

          “ no. “

     a lie, frigid, proficient, and completely lacking hesitation. yet another consequence of wearing the mask, not even those you held closest could not always trust your words, an evil that she had been told was necessary. porcelain features stared back at the woman, heartless and unblinking. perhaps she had been recognized, rendering her lie pointless, it was not as if her disguise was infallible nor her appearance indistinct. this thought was quickly forced from her mind, it didn’t matter, as much as she longed to reminisce with someone from her past, the mission had to come first.

          “ we should keep moving. “

“Very well.” 

It was the answer she had anticipated but that did nothing to curb the modest disappointment. Pushing away the desire to lament the time they’d lost Rin simply smiled. There were rules involved, and they both had to obey. This friendly stranger was ANBU, and they were the best of the best. 

The warm hues of the morning light made it almost impossible to keep sleeping.  Sleep soaked eyes fluttered open, fighting against the sleep-inducing medicine he’d been administered through the night.  ‘Sleep would help his wounds heal’ the medical-nin had lectured. 

yet to Hayate, a man who had always been more awake in the simple glow of the calming moon, waking now early in the morning left him weary && more groggy than normal. though that may have been side effects of the medicine, still forcing his eyes to close every couple of minutes. 

heavy-lidded hues shifted to the flowers upon his bedside. Even now, in his current state, the ninja was as perceptive as ever. He did not need to pick up the card to know who had visited him. The pair of moonflowers could only come from one person, yet he did so anyway. 

Calloused fingers tracing over the curved handwriting on the smooth card,  his mind wondering just how long she had stayed with him, for how long had she stayed looking after him. It was with bitten pride that Hayate forced himself to plop back onto the pillows. He’d do his best to rest up for now, even if he hated staying still for so long, so that maybe next time he could be well enough to look after her, to support her.

SHE’S   DEATH   ITSELF,      the   violent   moon   whose   edges   slice   through   the   sky   and   the   stars.   but,   behind   the   wooden   mask,   the   strands   of   violet   and   the   gleam   of   steel,   a   somberness   undercut   her   swing.   it’s   a   detail   unknown   to   the   untrained   eye   —   even   so,   it   is   a   secret   only   shared   between   teammates.   and   for   a   second,   he   remembers   that   the   moon   now   travels   through   the   void   alone,   without   the   life   of   earth   nor   the   light   of   stars.   

AND   QUITE   TRULY,      she   does   not   need   his   help.   a   simple   kawarimi   maneuver   would   eliminate   the   numerous   bandits   as   they   charge   forward.   however,   perhaps   the   moon   did   not   need   to   remain   alone.   as   time   passed,   he   questioned   more   of   the   training   embedded   into   their   very   conscious :   was   it   the   lessening   requisite   for  shinobi   and   their   deadly   ways ?   or   perhaps   a   realization   that   their’s   was   not   the  viable   path   towards   peace ?   he   thought   of   naruto   in   that   moment   before   jumping   into   the   fray,   a   stream   of   wood   slamming   into   the   skull   of   her   would - be   attacker.

Lost ask meme. // NOT accepting. 

@uzvki

He hadn’t seen her so much as sensed her. The night breeze whistled coldly, and high atop Konoha’s greatest peaks, it bellowed a somber tune. He sat there upon a tree and listened: listened to its hollow notes against the bark and the mutterings of the owls. Starlight avoided him on his humble perch among the oaks, yet still, what meager glistenings they nursed vied mightily for him -- like a sprinkling of sugar, they peeked through the leaves. Kakashi hummed as he paged his book. "It’s a blue moon. Was worried the storm would hide it.”