Things We Do For Love

CHAPTER FORTY EIGHT

How many of you have watched "Ryman's Club"? This is a mini-series and I absolutely loved every episode! I am a picky chooser when it comes to watching entertainments however, this one stuck to me. You can find it on gogoanime! So, give it a try! And tell me if you enjoyed it. 

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Kakashi's P.O.V

It had been a day since Asuma's funeral. Konoha seemed docile; her winds were soft, heat was barely warming our bodies and clouds depressingly wafted across the clear blue skies. People in the streets were polite and talked to each other in hushed tones, some woefully talking about the passing of a great clan while others gossiped about how the only remaining member now had to be cautious about his situation. The council would be harshly observing Konohamaru's progress, debating whether to allow the young boy into close military posts. Not to mention that news of Asuma's death had already reached the other nations, their hawk eyes rested on our land and waited... patiently waited for us to weaken so they could strike. There were many other shinobi who were in the bingo book, myself included. If the Akatsuki had enough manpower to murder Asuma, we couldn't treat them lightly. They were now fully operating, getting bolder by attacking Konoha's top security personnel. Last night after Y/N had fallen asleep, I decided to take a walk on her street. She was right; I was not accepting Asuma's death. No matter how tough I seemed to be, it hurt to watch a young friend die. It didn't matter the years, I had once again lost a friend. Part of me wanted to form an immediate squad to hunt down those culprits but my restless mind told me that soon, team ten would be on their way to avenge their fallen comrade and former sensei. I just needed to impede at the right moment. With the entire state at unrest, Shikamaru's sudden decisions might cause Godaime to put a lockdown nationwide. The Jonins were asked to take a day's rest, Tsunade-sama especially allowed my group to be on our own. Twenty-four hours to grieve and then come back to the base as if nothing happened. We were temporarily asked not to contact Kurenai as she was coping with Asuma's death on her own terms. Needless to say, my already small friends group had one less member at present.

Unfortunately for Naruto, his training was paused since Yamato had to attend an important meeting with Godaime. There were a few others who were called in to discuss their team's development and since I had given a written account of my team, she wanted to hear a second opinion. To be honest, I was not aggravated by the decision- I wanted Tenzo to give his own opinion even if it meant clashing with my ideas. Y/N on the other hand felt extremely out of place. Her precious Touchan wasn't around to console her and it was the first time for her to watch a funeral procession. She had acted rather animated, constantly worried about my whereabouts and even pleaded to not personally get involved with the Akatsuki. I wished I could hold her tightly and promise a forever, but it wasn't in my hands. I had to set aside emotions and be a shinobi first. The pain wasn't as hard as the day I had to watch two small graves accompany my father's. I sighed, a growing headache presented itself as I trudged the solemn streets; a few young kids ran around aimlessly. Their smiles and innocent minds were the ones untouched, segregated from the chaos churning outside village gates.

"Yo, Kakashi" I looked to my left, noticing a rather odd green blur standing next to rigid bodies. Clearing my throat and blinking quickly, I chased away unshed tears and finally looked at my quietened friends. Genma, the one who would boisterously tease Asuma about an early death from lung cancer looked rather pale and unkempt.