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After the Rhythm and Booze [May. 21st, 2017|05:20 pm]
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"If either of you dislocates anything," Genma said very loudly, "You're both paying for the next two months of Taichou's and my lunches. And I'm watching while you personally add your names to the top of Toshirou-sensei's list of stupid."

So far, Ryouma had avoided actually tangling with the ANBU medic, but he'd heard Katsuko's dire warnings. He hesitated, easing his grip.

Kakashi grabbed Ryouma's ankle with his free right hand, and lightning seared up to Ryouma's knee.

He nearly dislocated Kakashi's shoulder with that first shocked convulsion. He did yell. Then somehow Kakashi was free, and Ryouma was still on his back in the mud, panting hard and staring up at him.

Kakashi massaged his elbow. His hitai'ate was pulled half askew, his hair a wild thatch of twigs and leaves, his shirt rucked out of his pants and shredded with dozens of tiny holes from the well-trap. He had mud down his chest and thighs and caked over one cheek of his mask, and the crinkle of his eye said he was still, faintly, smiling.

He whistled.

Kin bolted away from Genma, sprang over Raidou, and landed foursquare in front of Ryouma. She sat, tail blurring, and panted happily in his face. Her teeth were half the length of his thumb, her breath metallic and sharp.

"She's a good girl," Kakashi told Ryouma. "Make friends."

Kin cocked her head, whined, and offered her ears for scratching.

Something pressed softly on Ryouma's knee. He looked down. Pakkun stood there, propped up on one front paw. He held the other paw up for Ryouma's inspection. "You can touch my pads."

They were pink, soft, and faintly squishy. "Ah," Ryouma said, intelligently. "Very nice." He added after a moment, "Thank you."

Pakkun took his paw back, looking satisfied. Kin whined and shoved her head under Ryouma's hand. He gave up and scratched her ears.

Half a second later she was in his lap, tail wagging so furiously her hindquarters shook with it, one massive paw hooked over his shoulder and a warm wet tongue lovingly washing any trace of mud off his face. Pakkun snickered, and plopped down comfortably by Ryouma's knee.

The crinkling smile of Kakashi's eye curved into something a little softer, a little warmer. He brushed a hand over Kin's head, tugged his shirt down, and trudged up the slope to crouch down silently in front of Tsuyoshi. He cocked his head. The dog laid her ears back and looked away.

Kakashi wasn't talking, and maybe the dog couldn't, but Ryouma could still imagine the conversation. C'mon baby, don't be mad. And the dog, ruffled: You got pinned, and I got yelled at for trying to rescue you. Kakashi'd probably have to buy her a cow or something to make up for it.

"You probably don't hold grudges, though," he told Kin, and scratched under her jaw. She closed her eyes and tipped her head back in ecstasy.