Hey Kat, where can I find these vampires you complain so much about?
xD Currently in my WIP folder and lurking like the 12k beast of pure ridiculousness it is. Have a snippet:
Rin manages to make it to the safehouse before their takeout can, and Kakashi isn’t sure whether that says more about her or his favorite restaurant, since she lives on the other side of the city and the burger place he ordered from is just down the block.
When he opens the door for her, she’s glowing faintly in the way that says she’s just come from a major working, a light beneath her skin and a universe in her eyes. Kakashi looks at her and wonders how the hell she could walk through the streets, past thousands of regular people, and have them entirely fail to see the magic in her. It’s…bewildering.
Then again, Kakashi has never quite understood how most people manage to miss the supernatural even when it’s blatantly shoved in their faces, so.
“In the bedroom,” he says, even as she breezes past him, dumping her umbrella on the chair beside the door.
“Hello to you too,” Rin says cheerfully, already pushing up her sleeves and digging through her satchel. “I’m fine, thanks. Oh, no, I wasn’t doing anything important, but thanks for asking. Yes, the weather is lovely, but I think it’s going to end up storming tomorrow. No refreshments at the moment, I’m all right.”
“I love that you can take care of the small talk for both of us,” Kakashi tells her. “It must save us so much time.”
Rin rolls her eyes at him. “Aoba was telling me that you don’t even go to Hunter meetings anymore unless they drag you. Are you getting out at all?”
“Aoba spends half his time as high as a kite under the downtown bridge,” Kakashi says dryly, “and the other half hunting.”
“Everyone needs a hobby,” Rin tells him sweetly.
This conversation isn’t going anywhere Kakashi is comfortable with. “I take my dogs out,” he says. “Three times a day.”
“No one is going to approach you when you’re leading eight dogs, Kakashi,” Rin retorts.
That’s kind of the point, Kakashi thinks, but he’s smart enough not to say it. “Vampire victim,” he reminds Rin, and if she doesn’t get off this subject he’s going to throw himself out the window. Rin will probably catch him, but he feels like the action itself will say plenty.
By the look she gives him, Rin can see he’s approaching critical mass, so she rolls her eyes again, dusts off her hands, and says smartly, “Well?”
Kakashi steps over Guruko as he leads her down the hall, squeezes past Bull, and whistles softly to stir Ūhei, who picks up his head and pricks his ears, but doesn’t move from where he’s completely blocking the bedroom door. He took it as a personal slight when Kakashi dragged him out to let Obito rest, and it looks like he’s just waiting for the moment Kakashi glances away for long enough to try the latch.
Sometimes, Kakashi deeply regrets teaching his dogs how to open doors. More often than he doesn’t, really.
Rin, of course, either doesn’t notice or doesn’t care about the sulking basenji in front of the door. She pushes it open, and before Kakashi can say anything Ūhei eels through the gap. He takes a flying leap towards the bed the moment he’s over the threshold, and Kakashi winces in anticipation of the yell.
Instead, there’s a low groan, and a pale hand reaches up, stroking Ūhei’s ears. “You’re a menace,” Obito says, but he sounds amused more than anything. Ūhei whuffs happily like the traitor he is, tail thumping the mattress, and very pointedly doesn’t look back at Kakashi as he burrows closer to Obito.
Well, Kakashi wasn’t talking to him anyway, so there.