If Madara arrived, what would happen to this timid peace? It had been stitched together with careful talks and a fragile hand-waving of politics, but Madara would not be so willing to maintain that same neutrality. The thought chilled him. Would Sasuke heed his warnings now, with the resentment he felt from heeding it before? They would have to speak on it, when he felt less like snarling.
Kakashi's face was too expressive. He often wondered if that was why the man chose to hide it away, and watching his lips move while still bruised red and wet from his own. (He'd never thought of any man as 'handsome,' and it bewildered him when he caught himself doing it now.
Ridiculous.)
Hopefully his own revealed nothing. He could kill without batting an eyelash but something as primitive and crude as sex made him hesitate, unnerved him, stripped his masks away to the bone-white ceramic. If it was enough to have him pausing to listen to ... this, was it why Kakashi felt free to speak it? "One can hope we won't be put in the position to find out first-hand."
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Date: Sunday, 10 October 2010 01:47 am (UTC)Kakashi's face was too expressive. He often wondered if that was why the man chose to hide it away, and watching his lips move while still bruised red and wet from his own. (He'd never thought of any man as 'handsome,' and it bewildered him when he caught himself doing it now.
Ridiculous.)
Hopefully his own revealed nothing. He could kill without batting an eyelash but something as primitive and crude as sex made him hesitate, unnerved him, stripped his masks away to the bone-white ceramic. If it was enough to have him pausing to listen to ... this, was it why Kakashi felt free to speak it? "One can hope we won't be put in the position to find out first-hand."