[ And though that man's death brought them all back, Kakashi can't forget what it was like to have died at his hand. Can never forget the way those eyes looked, either.
Why is he standing here at the door.
Kakashi knows this man somehow was convinced to trade his life for the lives of everyone he killed, but that doesn't change the fact that he is still a threat, and it certainly doesn't change the fact that he destroyed Konoha and killed everyone (Kakashi included) in the first place. It also doesn't bring back Jiraiya.
Glass shatters as he drops his drink and blurs into motion, and in a flash, he's moved from the kitchen doorway to the front door, and grabs Naruto and Kushina by the back of their shirts and yanks them both hard to send them staggering back behind him with the force of the pull. And in the next moment, he sinks down into a defensive protective position before Naruto and Kushina and yanks his hitai-ate up, training his Sharingan on Pain, adrenaline pulsing through his body, heart hammering in his chest. ]
Pain.
[ He grinds the name out with a heavy breath, fingers flexing. He doesn't have any weapons near him, because all he's wearing is his jounin shirt, pants, and hitai-ate, but hopefully the spike of killing intent in his chakra will alert Minato to arm himself. ]
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Why is he standing here at the door.
Kakashi knows this man somehow was convinced to trade his life for the lives of everyone he killed, but that doesn't change the fact that he is still a threat, and it certainly doesn't change the fact that he destroyed Konoha and killed everyone (Kakashi included) in the first place. It also doesn't bring back Jiraiya.
Glass shatters as he drops his drink and blurs into motion, and in a flash, he's moved from the kitchen doorway to the front door, and grabs Naruto and Kushina by the back of their shirts and yanks them both hard to send them staggering back behind him with the force of the pull. And in the next moment, he sinks down into a defensive protective position before Naruto and Kushina and yanks his hitai-ate up, training his Sharingan on Pain, adrenaline pulsing through his body, heart hammering in his chest. ]
Pain.
[ He grinds the name out with a heavy breath, fingers flexing. He doesn't have any weapons near him, because all he's wearing is his jounin shirt, pants, and hitai-ate, but hopefully the spike of killing intent in his chakra will alert Minato to arm himself. ]