More drabble weirdness. All scenes independent of each other.
Ch2 is still Yondaime x Kakashi
Yondaime's POV this time.
Disclaimer: Not mine, shocks of shocks.
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Birdview
He looked tiny, perching on that tree.
What was he crouching on a branch like that for?
He looked down at his teammates quietly, and then he watched me when he thought I wasn't looking.
What was he doing looking at us from the top of a tree?
He was watching over us.
Didn't he realize how small and frail he was compared to what dangers that lies ahead of us?
He watched over us anyways.
Was it because we were important presence in his world?
No. Not exactly. We were all that was left in his world.
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Bamboo Leaves
He fluttered away from my touch quickly, as quiet as something dead.
The poison-green bamboo sticks and leaves barely stirred beneath his feet.
Two of us alone on a mission forced him to stay close to me.
His eyes never met mine.
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The Clean-Up Crew
We piled up the dead.
They were a blurry mosiac of black, ash, and red in my eyes.
The sun, unnaturally bright on the yellow field, made all of this seemed clean somehow.
Gods, his height didn't even reach the top of the pile of the dead.
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A/N: Well, here's more random weirdness. I'm trying to have an exam dammit.