harmonicdischord

        “Promise me you’ll give up this mission.”        Sakura and Kakashi were lounging on his dark blue couch, her legs slung over his thighs as he leaned against the back of the sofa. She stared at his profile as she sipped tea from the mug cradled in her hands, etching the lines of his face into her memory. His finger absently traced a tickling circle around her anklebone.        “I never wanted it in the first place,” he replied in a murmur, not looking at her even as she studied him.        Just a few hours previously, they had sat in the pouring rain for a while, simply looking at each other, feeling t