"Oh my god what happened?!" A familiar female voice asks in a panic.

"She lost control over her jutsu. I've never seen anything like it before. It was like it attacked her." Another male voice says.

A loud voice interrupts both of them.
"Something is very wrong. I don't like this at all. We need to stop the bleeding...!."

"Let me check her vitals. She is covered in blood! Do you have something to wash her with?" She rustles against your side. You can feel small jerks of movement against your body as she does. It wakes you just enough so you can hear, although there is still a ringing in your ears. And you do as you always do to wake yourself up after losing control.

Open your eyes...

You can't...

Wiggle your toes....

You can't...

Move....

....you can't...

A painful realization that you can no longer move. You are completely paralyzed and although your mind is conscious nothing else works. It was then the pain began to wrack the only senses left functioning. You feel everything but your body can't move. Internally you scream through it breathing heavily praying for it to subside.

"Her vitals are through the roof!" The female voice says.

A hazey light peers into your eyes through the darkness then quickly disappears.

"She's awake!" She says, astonished. "I need to get something in her for pain and a sedative."

A smooth male voice stops her.
"No sedatives. Just deal with her pain."

"But the sedatives will calm her." She argues.

"No sedatives! I want her mind here, not skimming through past trauma. It's too risky as she has been through...too much." He replies.

"Hana! Can you hear us? Come back to us." The stronger male voice says.

"Why didn't you bring her to the hospital?" She scolds and brushes something across your wrist. You feel every sensation of it, a slight poke into the skin and your vein filling.

"There was no time. I needed to stop the bleeding." The smooth male voice says.

"Well...you did a pretty good job." She replies.

"Can you heal her?"

"I...well I have no idea. This is not anything I am familiar with. This may be something Hana has to do on her own. If you want I can have her moved to the hospital in the ICU for closer observation. But I don't recommend it until she is fully conscious. Her body is in a bad state and it could cause nerve damage."

You listen to their words trying to register what is happening and who is with you. It is difficult to comprehend through all the pain you are feeling. As you listen, you feel that the poke in your wrist has pushed a fluid up your arm and into your bloodstream. It numbs you, giving you the extreme relief you were begging for. You feel your muscles relax and stop ceasing. Your heart slows to a natural pace, and your stone begins to calm. Once it calms completely it will start work on the healing process for you.
The stone has a natural ability to heal, making you almost immortal to any wounds caused to your body. You can heal from anything within a day or two give or take.

The female sighs.
"I'll get her cleaned up and into something proper. Who's shirt is this?"

"It's mine." The smooth voice says. "I'll move her into bed when you're finished."

You hear the shuffling of feet and assume the two men are leaving you alone with the woman.

"Oh, Hana. I'm so sorry." She whispers and pets your head.

You thank her in your mind and slowly drift back to sleep.

The next day....

Warm rays of sunlight spill through gaps of faux wood blinds. You smile in comfort as it reminds you of waking up to summer's bright mornings.

A lovely smell, something cool and spiced saturates the air around you. You breathe it in, letting it stir your senses.

Hmmm....nice.....

You hum out loud and curl your arms around the plush soft pillow you've nestled into. As you drift back into your deep sleep something falls against your hip. It stays there not moving for sometime, long enough for you to push the awareness aside and slip deeper into your dreams. But the pressure against your hip moves, it glides over your hip, up into the deep curve of your waist, and over the side of your neck stopping to tickle your jawline. You stir at the feeling clutching onto your pillow not wanting to wake up just yet.

"Wake up, Hana." His smooth voice calls to you.

You shake your head, burying your face into the pillow.
"Too comfy..." You reply in a sleepy voice that is muffled by the puffy cotton.

He chuckles. The tickle leaves your neck and moves up into your hair. You feel fingers tangling themselves in it, smoothing the strands and you purr appreciatively.

"Mmmmm..."

He laughs.
"Just like a kitten...."

You smile into the pillow and begin to roll your tongue, mimicking the actual purr a kitten makes. By now you have named the voice. He is unmistakable. If not his intoxicating smell, it would definitely be his voice that gives him away. His fingers leave you and you turn onto your back to look up at him.

Slowly you open your eyes to his. With a smile you can feel he looks down at you happily.

"Meow." You say softly.

He laughs again, this time much louder and presses his forehead against yours.

"Hi sensei." You whisper.

"Hi, Hana." He whispers back.

"I knocked myself out again..."

He sighs.
"You sure did."

"You'd think I'd knock some sense into myself, but I feel like I just get dumber every time..."

He rises up off you
"No, you're just too smart for your own good."

"I don't know about that..." you reply and scan the room around you. It was then you realized you are not in the hospital, you are not in your room, you are not anywhere you recognize. You bring your eyes back to Kakashi who is still gazing at you.

"Where am I?"

Kakashi scratches the back of his head, cheeks flushing beautifully.
"Ahhh....This would be my room..."

You raise your brows.

He tries to explain.
"No, it's not like that... It was the closest place to go.... You were losing a lot of... blood. I had to do something quick."

And the playful tone of the room vanishes at the word blood. Suddenly you are hit with flashbacks of what had happened. They pierce your mind with painful visions, so painful your brain feels as if it were going to explode. You hold your head in both hands trying to push the visions away.

"Hey, hey...calm down. It's ok. You're ok." He soothes, placing those heavy hands on your waist just below your chest. He sweeps his thumbs back and forth coaxing you into a calmer state.

"Kakashi." You say his actual name this time. "What happened?"

"We're still trying to figure that out. But I think the Gelel stone and your jutsu saw each other as a threat. They attacked each other." He replies.

"See! Just plain dumb! What the hell was I thinking trying a jutsu like that?"

"Don't be so hard on yourself. You made some mistakes. But if you didn't have that bomb inside you, it would have been successful."

You curse yourself for being so reckless.
"What were the mistakes?"

"You were lacking control in your chakras. You had pooled energy into your chest. There must be balance first as that type of jutsu requires equal chakra in each pool. Do you understand?"

You analyze what he had just said. How does one do that? You thought for sure you had balance or it just came naturally.

"I guess...I wish I knew the feeling of balance. If I knew it, I could replicate it." You reply.

"Well, that's why I am here."

"True..." You sigh and look down at your body remembering how cut up you were. Another realization...your eyes widen, you are no longer wearing your hanfu. Only a thin white shirt covers your body and nothing else. Your cheeks flush at the thought of being naked in front of Kakashi.

You whisper.
"Did you dress me?"

He chokes before answering.
"Well...no. Sakura did. But there wasn't much left of that dress you were wearing. I wrapped you in a sheet at first....Although, there was so much blood it wouldn't have even mattered."

You huff, still embarrassed about it.
"Thank you for taking care of me." You reply.

He looks down at the sheets thinking.
"Of course...I was worried."

"About?"

He swallows noticeably.
"Losing you."

That pulls at your heart and you smile lovingly.
"Oh no, you're stuck with me. You'll be my sensei even in the afterlife." You reply, teasing him to ease his grief.

He laughs again.
"Good...I'm going to go get us some breakfast. I'll be back in an hour. Feel free to do what you want in my house, it's all yours. What type of coffee do you like?"

You sit up on your knees and sweep your hair to the side thinking about it.
"Mmmm....a venti Cinnamon Dolce half sugar."

He raises a brow.
"Alright I'll try to remember that." He leans forward to rise off the bed but you stop him. You're not ready for him to leave yet at least not without showing him much you appreciate him.

"Wait!"

He looks at you curiously. You rise up off your knees and sweep your arms around his neck pulling him into your chest for a loving embrace. He sits strangely frozen in your arms. His hands held out to the sides seemingly unsure of how to reciprocate the affection.

"Thank you...for saving my life again. Kakashi Hatake." You say again.

He sighs into your chest giving into you. You feel his hands rest on the back of your hips and he squeezes. You both sit like this for a few moments feeling each other. Until he breathes heavily into your chest through his nose then looks up at you.
"I'll be back soon, ok?" He says quietly.

Your stomach rumbles and he chuckles.
"Ok. My stomach is excited."

"Sounds like it." He stands and turns away from you adjusting something around his pants area....curious...Your eyes widen as you catch sight of something in that area..Is he turned on right now? You watch him leave and see a slight protrusion at crotch level. You gasp and bite your lip trying to hold back your excitement around it as he leaves the room.

You have never noticed that before. If he was ever turned on by you, he was damn good at hiding it in those baggy pants. Your heart skips a beat thinking about it and your mind begins to wander through lewd thoughts. You wonder what his lower half looks like. You wonder how big he is, if he tastes as good as he smells. You wonder what he would feel like...these are bad bad thoughts....ones you definitely shouldn't be having. Then again you shouldn't even be here in his bed, wearing nothing but his white shirt. You fall back into his bed in bliss over this.

Then you hear Kakashi's phone ring. He rustles around outside the bedroom to find it and answers.
"Yeah?"

You listen intently to his conversation.

"Yeah she's still here..." He says slightly annoyed.

Is he annoyed with you? No...he didn't seem annoyed at all.

"I'm not sure. A few more hours?...No!...she's my student!..." He says with a defensive tone.
"No!...are you kidding me?!..." He snaps and then stops talking all together. You can hear someone yelling at him on the phone but can't tell whether it is a female or a male. You hear him walk towards the front door and grab his keys still holding the conversation.

"Look I don't have time for this shi..." he pauses. "So you're not coming then?" Another pause. "Fine, you do what you want. I don't care." And the intense conversation grows quiet. Kakashi reefs open his front door and slams it shut leaving you in his house alone.

What the hell just happened?...

You lie there for quite some time trying to piece together the conversation. It was obvious whoever was on the phone with him wasn't happy you are here in his home. Why would they be so upset about it though? It's not like you had both planned this. This was just an unfortunate happenstance.

You begin to feel stupid for being in his home and small tears swell in your eyes. You replay all of the affection he has ever given you. Questioning his behavior. Were those sweet gestures just a misinterpretation? Those beautiful moments with him seemed so real, so full of emotion and desire. Or...did you back it with your own emotions and desires just to justify your growing feelings for him. But then why does he touch you the way he does? Why does he glance at you more than he should? Why does he try to console your emotions when you're upset? He even bought you flowers and wants to take you out for dinner....

Unable to come up with any conclusions you wipe the wet from your eyes and decide to have a much needed shower. You have gotten good at burying emotions and brushing it all to the side.

Twenty minutes later you are covered in the smell of his shampoo, wearing his shirt and boxers which you had found in his dresser. You sit on his couch staring at his life's entirety in this room. Still very aware that you are the foreign body in this trendy dwelling. He had surprisingly good taste in furniture and interior design. His home was made up of cool greys, white washed wood, and pops of tamed colors here and there. It was beautiful and you found yourself gawking at all of the expensive artifacts and paintings covering his walls that bring it all together. He knew art very well and so did you. Just one more thing you had in common to torture yourself over...(.sigh.)

Suddenly there is a knock at the door. It startled you enough to jump up from the couch. You stand staring at the door trying to decide whether to answer it or not. You wander over to the door and another knock presents itself just as you reach for the knob.

You turn the handle and open it to see an older blonde haired woman with blue eyes and heart shaped lips. You gasp as she looks exactly like the woman depicted in Kakashi's Icha Icha book. Then you notice a silver haired man standing behind her with a shocked expression. In fact both surprise guests looked shocked to see you. Their eyes wander down your front and instantly you heat up in this awkward situation.

"Hana?" The woman asks.

"Y-yes." You reply nervously.

She sighs and bows her head slightly.
"My name is Tsunade. I am here to check up on you as Sakura is not available."

You look up to the man who is still in utter shock and Tsunade shoves an elbow into his side breaking his bewildered expression.

He clears his throat coming back to reality.
"Hana." He bows his head. "I am Jiraiya. I am here to ask you some questions about that stone of yours."

You take a deep breath in and open the door to them.
"Come on in."

They skirt by you with Jiraiya gawking as he walks into the living room...so strange...

You follow them. It would seem they have been here before for they sit down comfortably on the couch without hesitation. You come around circling them and take your seat on the leather recliner.

"I see Kakashi has been a good host to you." Tsunade remarks looking down at your attire.

Your cheeks flush again.
"It's all I have right now."

Her expression seems to change instantly as you explain.
"Yes. You will be home soon.... Tell me. How are you feeling?"

You sit up straight rotating your muscles testing them to see if there is any strain and of course there isn't. Thanks to your stone, you are one hundred percent ok.

"I'm fine. The stone helps a lot." You reply.

Jiraiya leans forward placing his hands on his knees seemingly curious.
"How so?"

"I'm not sure how it works. But it gives me certain abilities. I can heal from almost any wound including the fatal ones." You begin to explain. You are not sure why you are enclosing all of this information as it is forbidden and has been since this stone was placed inside you. Maybe you are just low on fucks to give today. Especially after hearing Kakashi's conversation over the phone before he left.

"Interesting. What other abilities do you have?" He presses on.

"There is a list of things." You reply vaguely. The look in his eyes tells you he knows more about the stone than he is willing to share with you.

"Can you name another?" Tsunade asks.

"Body control...." You think back on all of the times you took over someone's body, even the times you destroyed them with just a flick of the stones' power.

Jiraiya straightens up even more intrigued by you.
"Can you explain that further?"

You nod.
"I can control someone's body with just a thought."

They both share worried glances and Tsunade questions further.
"How far can this control go?"

You shrug.
"As far as it is needed to survive the encounter." You reply honestly.

Both tilt their heads confused and Jiraiya asks a question he obviously already knows the answer to.
"You mean, like decimating an entire platoon of jonin?"

Tsunade's eyes widen and she stares at Jiraiya.

You lower your eyes to the light colored vinyl plank floor remembering that incident.
"If that is the cost for survival the stone will do what is needed despite any countering thoughts from myself."

Tsunade's eyes squint and her brows knit together. It was obvious her brain was running through scenarios and situations that could arise.
"So what you're saying is you don't have control."

You nod simply.
"It is what I have been saying all along. What I'm trying to fix..."

Tsunade and Jiraiya share sympathetic looks and nod at each other.
"It looks like you have found the right person to help you. I don't doubt Kakashi's skill to help you find control. He is one of our best."

You smile at that. He is the best... really..

"However." Her expression turns dark. "There are others seeking you out. Are you aware of that?" She asks.

You nod again.
"Yes, I don't doubt it. It took many villages to find Kakashi. Most of them know about me."

Tsunade sighs.
"That is what we are afraid of."

This conversation is getting increasingly concerning for you. They obviously know more than they are willing to tell you. Something is definitely going on behind the scenes and has been since you kicked Sasuke out of that dojo...literally. After that, everyone had started talking, rumors began to fly around the village. It's only a matter of time before things get more complicated here and you are forced to leave... You were really hoping this village would be different...

You take a deep breath in and breathe out some anxiety. There is a long pause between everyone as you are thinking the same thing but not sharing it out loud.

"Hana, are you sure you're feeling ok? There is no shame in being honest." Tsunade asks.

"I am completely fine. Like I said, I am basically immortal."

She nods.
"Alright. So, Sakura had asked me if I would lend you a gown for Saturday's event. But as of right now I don't recommend you go. You should stay home and rest."
And your heart drops. Immediately you start to panic. This was something you had been looking forward to all week. The only bit of fun you had without your sensei around. It was the only thing that made you feel like you were a regular girl. You stand and come to sit down beside her hoping to change her mind.

"Miss Tsunade, please! Don't deny me this." You beg.

"It is not safe for you to be in a public setting like this. There could be many jonin banking on you being there." She replies with a good point.

Tears start to swell in your eyes again. Tsunade places a hand on your cheek.
"I'm sorry Hana."

You take her hand and plead one more time. "Please, it's the only piece of normal I have. I spent so many years alone..." Real tears spill from your eyes and Tsunade gasps. Her own eyes swelling up.

Jiraiya suddenly interrupts.
"Let her go. We will all be there and can keep an eye out for her. I would rather her lose control in my presence than somewhere else while we are all busy not watching her."

Tsunade sweep the tears from your face and holds your cheeks in both hands.
"Alright, love. But no drinking! And stay away from the jonin of the iron village. They're..."

You finish her sentence.
"Real big assholes, I know."

She laughs and Jiraiya smiles.

"Can I still borrow a dress?" You ask.

She lowers her hands into her lap.
"Of course! Come to my house tomorrow we will get ready together. I'll make sure you are dressed for the occasion."

Jiraiya agrees stating she is always the best dressed.

"But Hana, if you feel unwell at anytime. Seek us out ok?"

You nod and give her a big hug.
"I will I promise."

You release her and she looks at you.
"You are discharged from our care at this point and may go home. Stay away from alcohol, and anything else other than water. Hydrate, sleep, and eat for the next twenty four hours. I have your number and will message you my address tomorrow."

You smile wide.
"Thank you. And I will."

She turns to Jiraiya.
"Are you finished with your questions?"

He hums over it stroking his chin.
"Not really but I think we can sit down sometime and talk when you're in a more comfortable situation. I will be in touch with you, Hana."

"Anytime." You reply.

"Alright, where is Kakahi anyways?" Jiraiya asks.

"He went out to grab coffee and breakfast."

Both look at you strangely.

"Well, that is nice of him. We will leave you to that. See you tomorrow." Tsunade replies and both ninja stand. They make their way to the front door and you follow thanking them repeatedly. Then say your goodbyes. After shutting the door you lean against it huffing out a nervous breath. You hope giving away that much information doesn't bite you in the ass later. It has before...

Shortly after your surprise interrogation your sensei shows up, coffee in hand and a bag of something yummy. He sits beside you on the couch unpacking everything onto the coffee table and you watch him smiling all the way. He had nailed every single item you loved from the coffee shop. And you can't help but ask how.
"How did you know this was my favorite?"

He stops for a second, his ears turning red.
"Ahh...well... you are there so often once I said Cinnamon Dolce, or however you say it, they knew it was for you. The rest was easy."

You laugh.
"That's funny." You reach out and take your favorite breakfast wrap and bite into it. Every bite was a little hug and you weren't afraid to show it by wiggling and humming out loud.

Kakashi looks at you questionably.
"You're making me wish I was that wrap. That good Huh?"

You stop eating for a minute to look at him. You smile deviously and he immediately stands trying to escape the comeback about to happen.

You begin and he interrupts you.

"Don't say it, Hana!"

"Say what? I was just going to ask if you wanted to be in my mouth too...is that what you mean?"

His shoulders visibly tighten and he walks into his kitchen cursing.

"Enough! Hana!" He hollers from the kitchen.

"Hey you started it! Don't start what you can't finish....I always finish what I start!"
You reply with a more sexual tone to your voice.

"Quiet!" He says.

You smile at yourself for causing him to leave the room and quietly snack on your wrap. He returns just as flustered but with a wide smile on his face.

"What is that smile for?" You ask.

He shakes his head.
"I just...you're just..." He huffs and stumbles over his words making you laugh.

"What is it?" You ask again, taking the last bite of your wrap and dusting off your hands.

"I can't say...But just know that I really enjoy my time with you..." He says, and the last words seem to fall away.

That is the best thing you have heard him say....almost. So beautiful is top, but this is definitely hitting number two on the list. It was then all of your doubts drifted away and that phone call just became meaningless.

You stick your tongue out at him.
"You're just saying that so I'll cook you dinner again." You reply.

He grins and nods.

"Too bad you're busy this weekend...."

And his smile fades.
"Ahhh...yeah." He sighs. "I got some stuff to do. But I'll keep in touch. And Monday is an office day so dress appropriately."

You scowl.
"What do you mean appropriately? Are my skirts and sweaters causing problems?"

"They can. I heard a certain senpai was having trouble with a low cut top and a very short skirt..."

Your face heats up to an unruly temperature and you curse out loud at getting caught by your sensei using your looks for manipulation.

"Well that was a desperate time! I was in dire need of a sensei!" You explain.

He holds his grin shaking his head.
"You should use your super powers for good not evil, Hana."

And you burst out laughing.
"I wouldn't exactly call my looks anything super."

He shrugs.
"There are others who would disagree..."

And he gives you yet another indirect compliment that confuses the hell out of you and just sparks more questions.
"Alright I will not dress to impress. I will dress to meet your sensei standards."

"Good! It is in the conditions list I gave you, you know. Did you even read them?" He asks with fake disapproval.

"Absolutely not. It's actually being used to support my uneven kitchen table...it's doing a good job."

He smirks at you.
"Well I guess you will learn the hard way..." He brings up his watch to check the time. "I think it's time we get you home. I have to head out soon. I have an appointment at one."

"Oh alright." You reply noticeably disappointed.
He nudges you.
"Hey, Monday will be here before you know it."

"Oh I'll be fine, I have a ton of stuff planned for this weekend." You say trying not to seem so desperate for his attention.

He raises his brows and questions you.
"Is that so? And what are those plans?"

You remember Tsunade and Jiraiya stopping by and laugh at yourself for being so wrapped up on your sensei you had forgotten about it in minutes.
"Tsunade and Jiraiya came by while you were out. I'll be hanging out with them tomorrow."

You see a hint of relief as his shoulders relax.
"Well that's good. They are...safe..."

"Yeah. They put all kinds of conditions on me. So you don't have to worry."

"Let's hope you follow them." He replies.

Kakashi leaves your side and wanders into his bedroom.

"Sakura brought you over a bag of clothes." He hollers from the room. You hear the crackling of a plastic bag and he returns to present it to you.

You take it and begin pulling out the clothes. A tank top and stretchy yoga pants. Not your first choice but it is far better than walking around in Kakashi's underwear.
"I'll go put these on."

He leaves you to it shutting his bedroom door for you.

You throw on the clothes and look into the mirror hanging on his wall by the dresser. Good lord is that girl tiny in all aspects. Your waists are the same but everything else on you is blown out. The soft pink tank top just covers up your goods and creates a substantial amount of cleavage. And the pants? Well they are tiiiiight. Thank god they are high waisted. You sigh looking at yourself. Your hair is a mess too so you finger comb it the best you can and flip it over to one side doing the best you can.

It is what it is... and you walk out of the room. You find Kakashi putting away some dishes in the kitchen. Wiping a plate with a towel he looks up at you and stops moving, completely fixated on your breasts. Then the plate slips from his grasp. He tries his best to catch it before it hits the floor. In your instinct, you flick your wrist, trigger your stone with one thought and stop the plate midair.

Kakashi stares at the plate in shock. You lift it back up to his level and it floats onto the counter beside him. He stares back at you with a very serious look on his face.

"I'm sorry." You say nervously.

He seems to snap out of thought then. But his expression still remains.
"It's ok. I uhhh...that was... incredible..."

You shy away.
"Not really. I wish moving plates is all I can do." Which is the truth.

He sighs.
"We are making progress." He places the plate in its spot in the cupboard and turns back to you smiling.
"I'll walk you home ok?."

You smile back.
"It would be rude if you didn't."

He walks by you to the front door and grabs his uniform vest pulling it over his beautiful body.

"Oh! I found your phone in the field. Must have lost it when you tried to take your hanfu off the first time..."

You gasp at him and slap his chest.
"Excuse me! You are the one who tried to undress me, sir!"

He snickers and plays it off as if he has nothing to do with it.
"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh shut up." You take your phone and he leads you out of his house and into the open air.

"I should let you know..that I did "not" try to open your phone to see if you had any more of those pictures you like to send."

Hold up now...

"Excuse me again! I don't just go sending out lewdy pics to just anyone. Kakashi Hatake." You stand at his front door not moving with your hands on your hips very displeased with that comment. You ain't no hussy.

He turns back grinning wildly.

"I know...I'm just messing with you..."

Wait a minute...did he look through your phone for real? You rush down to meet him.

"Did you really look through my phone?!"
He begins to walk down the street towards your house with you following.

"No, that would require knowing the password. And I can assure you I don't know that the password is "2877486" or "burrito" when spelled out."

Your jaw drops. (How in the hell did he figure that out!)

"Kakashiiiii!" You squeal.

He laughs loudly and sweeps his arm around your shoulders.
"You are a very good girl, Hana. Don't worry. I'm sorry I had to look at your phone, it wasn't my favorite thing to do but someone had called while you were sleeping... from a strange number. After that you received a picture message from that number with a symbol on it and a threat. To protect you, I broke in. Again I'm really sorry."

You look down at your phone and open it to the message he is talking about. The number is familiar to you and sends a terrible shiver down your spine. You look at the message and just as he said a picture appears below the number carrying the symbol of your stone's cohort instinct.

Kakashi glances down at your phone as you walk side by side.
"What does it mean?"

"It's like...an affinity. But it is directly related to my stone."

"Do you know who it is from?" He asks with a more dangerous tone to his voice.

"No. There are only two people in this world that know my seal. It's tattooed on my neck. See." You lift your hair exposing the small tattoo.

Kakashi removes his arm off your shoulders. He examines the tattoo carefully and you explain further.
"The symbol is a Chi no neko."

"A cat?...go figure..." he replies.

You laugh.
"Yes, a panther in fact."

"Interesting. Most seals are placed by someone. Who placed yours?"

"My father. He followed Haido obsessively. He is the one who started Bloodclaw and the other trafficking camps. But you have to go through initiations first to get the seal."

"What type of initiations?"

"At first you have to pass skill exams. After that you are sent into the wild to find your cohort."

"Oh yeah...and how old were you when that happened?" He asks, very interested in your story.

You think back on it. You were the last to find your cohort out of the group of assassins you were placed in. But the first to touch the spirit of a panther.
"I was seven years old. I spent two months in the jungle by myself. It was there I had run into a panther. Instead of eating me it decided to befriend me....it was strange...the stone connected us together and after I returned I was assigned the seal."

He hums to himself thinking.
"That explains your wild side and cat-like tendencies..."
You scowl up at him.
"What cat-like tendencies?"

He pokes your side tickling you causing you to hiss at him, ironically sounding like a cat...(touché)

"Yeah just like that.... You also purr in your sleep." He looks up at the sky reminiscing on something.

"Huh...you have a point." Thinking about it, you replay back to some cat things you do subconsciously. Like your strange attraction to quick moving objects or things. Or how you puff your pillows before you go to sleep making sure they are perfectly fluffed.

"Yup, you're more feral than I am." He says with a glint of mischief in his eyes.

"I highly doubt that. I'm surprised you're even house broken." You reply with equal mischief.

He laughs loudly and stops at a high end tailoring shop.
"Well, Hana. This is me." He flicks his wrist checking the time. "My appointment is in twenty minutes. Are you ok to make it to your place on your own?"

You roll your eyes.
"Yes sensei. I don't need a bodyguard all the time."

He grins.
"I have to disagree." He lifts his hand to perform your secret hand shake together then salutes you. "Stay away from back alleys, and garbage cans, little kitten."

You purse your lips and glare at him.
"I'm not a back alley garbage cat, Kakashi Hatake!"

He chuckles to himself and ruffles your hair, easing your rage at his comment. "I'll message you something obnoxious later." He says.

You look up at him completely and utterly head over heels and say what you usually say to that.
"Not before I do."

He smirks and leaves you. You watch him walk into the shop then head towards your home in the distance.

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