Character: Iruka
You've always belonged to someone (you can still remember the kids taunting you—momma's boy, Hokage's pet, Mizuki's boy…boyfriend?) It's how you fit, in the same way Naurto is made to be a hero or Shikamaru is made to be a leader—lazy or not. So you don't know how you feel when Kakashi is pulled in, his moon-lit hair caked in red. They all give you that look and say he might not make it (actually what they say is 'sorry Kakashi's friend? He doesn't look so well…sorry.') And you just sit there and cry…not for him, but for you—all your life you've been everyone else's boy and now its finally time for you to be your own.
-The art of loosing is not hard to master-
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