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Known To Be The Loveliest Type
'... according to Greek mythology, humans were originally created with 4 arms, 4 legs, and a head with two faces. Fearing their power, Zeus split them into two separate parts, condemning them to spend their lives in search of their other halves...'
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Looking back, Hatake Kakashi recalled the time when ANBU truly prospered.
No, he wasn't thinking about sudden climbs in mission completion rates. Many people mistook ANBU as a government faction consisting of shinobi who would work eighteen hours a day being bloodthirsty killing machines. That was far from what Kakashi was thinking. True, ANBU was like that. But there was a certain time where the moments in between missions stopped being so... bleak.
Well, headquarters back then wasn't what you'd call bleak. ANBU would converse amongst each other about promotions, injuries or some rogue ninja they'd killed in some far off land. They'd spar with each other, usually because some big guy kept boasting on about some rogue ninja they'd killed in some far off land (Genma), and another wouldn't believe him (Aoba), and so one bet the other to prove it. It would be like that everyday, when they weren't busy killing rogue ninjas in some far off land. The place wasn't bleak. Kakashi was.
Most of the time it was him writing report after report. Afterwards, it was memorial stone time where Kakashi would just sit there and grieve for three hours at most, before he'd get restless. He'd go walk around and go back to his boring room and sleep.
Back then his life was insanely tedious, that was until a new recruit known only as 'Vole' joined the team.
He didn't deny it, even now. He'd hated Vole. She was mysterious, and yet with a snap of her fingers all men would serve her like a harem of butlers. Not that she did, although she had the power to. Genma and Raido were quick to accept her, the idiots. Even Tenzo found a new admiration for the violet-haired kunoichi.
It was him who didn't fall for her, because Kakashi knew she was hiding something, starting with her identity. Vole was too mysterious, too suspicious.
Kakashi grudgingly accepted the task of keeping an eye on her, because he was sure that she was a traitor. What he didn't know was that he would be solving the most complicated mission of his life.
Love.
He sighed, as the copy-nin further hid his face behind his Icha Icha novel. It was an impossible S-Rank. Love, Kakashi replayed in his head.
He really did like her mask back then.
ANT = Anbu Ninja Team(s)