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"Hey, 'Ruka, love?" Kakashi called slowly, his eyes fixed on the small object in his hands. So tiny, yet so immense.
"Mmhm?" Iruka called back[....]
"What's this?" Kakashi called, his attention still fixed on the little object. He couldn't tear his eyes away from it. Funny, how such a tiny thing could trigger his survival response, kicking him into a heightened state of hyperalertness in the briefest instant. [...] "Could you come look?" He couldn't move. He kept his feet planted on the floor, willing them to stay where they were instead of running, running, running.
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"What've you– oh," Iruka said as he entered the bedroom, his voice dying. "You.... Where did you find that?"It is the hitai-ate that explains everything: the vest he wears, the job he has, the reasons for everything he does. It explains the blood and tears that are spilled, the aching of hearts, the shattered trust; and it shows just how easily everything that is precious can be lost.
How can one tiny thing carry so much power?
Series
- Part 3 of Short Tales of Love and Affection