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Kakashi came awake to a merciless throbbing in his left eye; a clear sign of Sharingan overuse and chakra exhaustion. His limbs felt more like lead weights and his throat was uncomfortably dry. At the very least, he thought, his mask was in place and he was in mostly-familiar territory. The hospital. Well, that wouldn't be the case for long. Not if he had a say in the matter. "Kakashi-san!" Groaning, the jounin opened his good eye to stare at the room's other occupant balefully. He hadn't expected a visitor at his bedside, for the simple reason that he'd never had any for so long. Iruka's face came into view and Kakashi's gaze lingered on t

I do not own InuYasha or any of the characters created by Rumiko Takahashi She watched the moonlight on the water.  The pond was like a mirror, reflecting the moon's light back up. Suddenly the pond rippled, as the wind picked up, destroying the image.  She could hear the wind move through the pine trees near by. She looked up, and saw them swaying.  But something else tugged at her; she peered into the shadows looking for something. "Woman, what are you doing out here?" a voice behind her asked. She turned.  He stood there in the clearing near the pond, the moonlight highlighting his silver hair, the shadows making his red jacket almost b