[Closed] I'd swim across Lake Michigan..

[scarecrowboy]

Who: Kakashi & Yamato.

When: Oct 30.

Where: The main streets of Konoha, dinnertime-ish.

 

If someone had told Kakashi previous to his punishment that he'd actually find merit in looking after a troupe of genin for two weeks, he'd probably still be laughing now. But as it turned out no-one had warned him, and  here he was standing before a small bell on a red cord being jingled in his direction. His expression was one of pride for sure. Instead of sharing the quickly put-together bento boxes he'd prepared for the threat of starvation, Kakashi allowed himself to be a little more indulgent to his new but temporary wards, and led them into the village proper to treat them.

He wasn't, however, going to patronize or punish them with his company and so armed them with a recommendation and a menial sum to help them along and sent them on their way to rendezvous later. It was on their parting that Kakashi passed a string of newly formed structures and a small gathering of village officials, and immediately he knew he was headed the right way. A few stragglers led him in the direction of the houses culprit - a single man standing at a funny angle, red in the face, gripping his chest and wheezing with the effort it took to make row after row of civilian housing with little to no respite time. Out of all of them, he supposed, Yamato had the worst punishment as it was the only thing that would truly wear him out, at least if the way his breaths came in heaves was anything to go by.

The sun was high and warm, and Kakashi guessed it to be about midday, so he shouldered himself through the crowd and took Yamato by the elbow with little to no explanation other than a quick, "I'll take him for a recharge, you can manage here by yourself for a half hour, can't you?" to the nearest shinobi before dragging the man in question away. 

 

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[mokutonno]

Yamato stumbled after him, too light headed to argue, but quietly relieved to be leaving the empty stretch of village, still awaiting houses.

He'd barely been at this a few days and exhaustion was already creeping in. Completing every maintenance report he was handed, had quickly become a mark of personal pride and his usually controlled competitive nature, couldn't help but rise to the vindictive cheer Obito met him with each morning when he reported in.

Actual buildings still cut the energy right out of him though and several at once was pushing it this early in the day, so Kakashi's sudden appearance was a blessing in disguise.

"Wha- Where are we going, Senpai?" The honorific was a mark of his fatigue and he scrubbed his face free of sweat with his free hand, feeling overly warm despite the onset of winters chill.