Late
Genre: General
Rating: K+
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
Author's Notes: This doesn't actually make much sense. /shrugs/ Just kind of came to me in Science class, when I was suppose to be doing a test. Oh well, Science sucks anyways.
Please R&R…Thanks!
Takes place during the time skip.
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Kakashi walked. It's all he could remember to do.
Kakashi was tired, exhausted, fatigued. It's all he could feel.
Kakashi was late. It's all he knew.
Kakashi knew that at twenty-eight he just wasn't cut out for these sorts of missions anymore.
Kakashi was regretting letting Tsunade convince him to take this ANBU mission.
Kakashi was tired.
Kakashi knew that he was presumed dead. That tends to happen when a Shinobi is seven months and twenty-two days late from his expected return date.
Kakashi was the only one left…three others dead.
Kakashi was sure it was his fault. After all, it always was.
Kakashi knew he was going to die. He knew he lost too much blood, he knew he was burnt too badly.
Kakashi knew he had to get this scroll to Tsunade, only then could he die.
Kakashi walked.
Kakashi knew people stared.
Kakashi knew he couldn't die; Gai would win their rivalry if he did.
So…Kakashi knew he would survive.
And he did, because that's what Kakashi knew.
And no one was surprised because Kakashi is always late, even for death.