The Hole
Some say it's where madness starts and others… it's where their lives end. No one lasts long in the Hole, no matter how hard they try.
Chapter One:Interrogations
Kakashi Hatake hated interrogations. Honest to God he did. He especially hated doing it in jails, where the scum of their society resided. The places flourished with fear, hate, and blood with an atmosphere so thick that one could slice a kunai through mid air and find it stuck there.
His footsteps echoed as he was brought closer to the captives holding cell.
Room 7-D.
Her mouth was curled like a Cheshire cat's when he came in to the room. She could hear him, smell him, and practically taste him in the air.
He tasted like grass and soap.
The smile grew on her lips before vanishing into nothing but a thin line of chapped flesh.
The door closed.
"I take it I'm your new assignment."
It is the first thing she says when he is settled. His eyes, (eye?) stare at her in wonder as if she had just sprouted two heads. Funny, it usually took a lot longer to get a prisoner to speak. Kakashi shrugs this off but can't shake the aura surrounding the words.
It felt mocking, apathetic…insulting?
His hair stood on end.
"You're right", he says cooly, shifting from his seat, to walk around the table as to get a better look at prisoner: 4473961 formerly known as Masami Hokkaido," I am."
Prisoner 4473961 doesn't react except for the slight shift of her head to the side. Her eyes which were once quite dull brightened.
"This won't last long."
A/N:A drabble of sorts.I had a mood for Kakashi and angst. I hope this will come out alright. I dont have high hopes, but it will be nice if i get a review of two.(Wink, wink)Please, there will be hugs.