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“I couldn’t stay.”

It doesn’t necessarily answer his question, but it’s the response that she chooses to give. After all, she doesn’t plan on returning to the village, so why would she give away the location of her current home? Rin couldn’t risk Kakashi spreading this info with the Hokage, not when it could risk the village.

The library’s check out counter had been closed for a few hours now, but Obito wasn’t allowed to leave until everyone had before him. Which is why now at ten at night he was curled up in the large chair near the entrance and in full hearing of the stairs and a good portion of the first floor he was patiently waiting for everyone to leave. His other coworkers had, as usual gone on ahead and went home. 

There were only a few more people left, a few college students studying and some adults, the air was peaceful and quiet, this was his favorite time at night when he closed. He, unlike the other workers, didn’t kick the people out, instead he let them finish what they needed to do. Sure, it cut back on his sleep but he didn’t mind too much, he would be right back in the front desk bright and early the next day. 

The small panther hybrid stretched himself out with a large yawn and a sleepy rub of sightless eyes as he listened to the students whispering back and forth. They were almost done. His black ears twitched softly and he turned his head hearing the front doors opening and closing quietly. A guest? At this hour? Well, he hadn’t locked the doors yet and the lights were on so it was possible the person had thought the library open.

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Kakashi took a step back in caution at the obviously mad ninja.

“Or… We can talk it out?” He tried lamely at the diplomatic response. He was pretty sure he could beat her- Kakashi was a jonin and a good one at that- but he doubted he could do it without any effort.

“I’ll provide tea.” He added almost in a bribing manner. He was pretty goddamn sure it wasn’t going to work.

Kakashi had killed her brother and that wasn’t going to get solved over tea.

“What’s there to talk about!? You murdered my brother when he had his whole life ahead of him!” She could clearly recall all the aspirations Gaara had shared with her as he developed into the man she knew he could be. The plans he had weren’t just menial things to prove their village’s strength. 

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She grows quiet for just a moment. It’s for this reason alone that she very rarely wore shirts that revealed much of her chest or back. However, against her better judgement the brunette had opted for a top that ran somewhat low in the back. 

Kakashi’s chidori had once impaled her long ago, but this had been her doing entirely. Isobu had just barely saved the girl from death’s clutches, but the marks from that day were clearly etched onto her body, chest and back.

He had noticed, too, and Rin quickly turned around in an attempt to hide the scar that had probably been just visible enough to catch the Copy Ninja’s eye. 

Kakashi narrowed his eyes and briefly considered putting a bullet through the man who caused Obito harm, but decided against it as he knew Obito wouldn’t really approve.

As Obito lifted his shirt up, a quiver of panic went through him looking at the almost spewing blood. His friend was bleeding. His friend was in danger. Obito could die.

Taking a deep breath to calm himself, Kakashi inspected the male. There was only one entrance hole- so little yet so big- at least that meant only one place to put pressure on.

Kakashi swiftly ripped the bottom of his shirt and folded into a strip.

“Press.” He commanded while handing the Uchiha piece of his shirt. At time like this, he was glad that Obito was blind so he couldn’t see how Kakashi’s hands were shaking.

Obito could hear the increase in breathing as his best friend saw the wound. In this quiet warehouse it was noticeable that and Obito had amazing hearing to make up for his sightless eyes. He was forced to ignore it in order to not fall over and faint. That would make everything a lot harder.

“I’m fine…” He tried hoping to calm the other down at least a little bit. His face twisted to one of pain as he pressed to his wound harder. His other hair dug into his pocket in hopes of finding his phone.

Unlocking it he mumbled out his instructions glad when it actually listened for once and called headquarters. He explained their situation, he always had had a one track mind after all.

“Let’s get this guy locked up so I can go to sleep. I’m exhausted.” He mumbled not trusting himself to try to speak any louder at the moment. Well, if he was this tired he must have lost a good bit of blood. He didn’t notice it as he leaned back against the nearest wall to keep himself upright.

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Obito heard the click of the gun before his comrade would see. He forced his body to move shoving the silver haired male out of the way seconds before the gun fired. Normally he would have no way of knowing where the criminal was aiming but this man was set on killing Obito last. To make the blind man suffer. Apparently he was thought to be weak because of the blindness.

He didn’t feel the bullet hit him. He slammed ground rolling slightly on his side with a grunt. It was only after he had tackled the man to the ground and him handcuffed did he realize. The blind man lightly touched the wound with confusion pressed in the form of a frown. He applied pressure to the wound in his stomach with a kiss of pain wiping away the blood that trickled from the cover of his mouth with a grumble. He had to stop himself from shooting the guy in the foot in vengeance. Well, Obito hadn’t worn his bullet proof vest because the criminal wasn’t suppose to be armed. Totally his fault he should have been prepared.

@xanknot || meme (accepting!)

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THIS IS SO INAPPROPRIATE!

                                                                                 well I like being… in charge. To have everything                                                                                  under control, you know…”