| [Apr. 23rd, 2014|05:19 am] |
Kakashi shifted his stack of paperwork and shoved the right form at Genma. “Lieutenant, sign this?”
Genma took the special release and read it over. He accepted the pen Kakashi handed him, ticked several boxes, added his signature, and handed the form back. “Did you get everything else?”
“Still need to do a rations run,” Kakashi said. “The QM had your 20’s, though.” And a whole lot of attitude about the rush-job Team Six’s uniforms had required. But the uniforms had been perfect, clean, and ready to go. Kakashi had already dropped them off in the office. He was starting to suspect Morita Rei was significantly more bark than bite.
“Good work,” Genma said, with a nod that was faintly puzzling. What kind of rookies had the lieutenant been dealing with, that basic tasks warranted high praise? “When you’re getting rations, make sure you get—”
“Vanilla for Ueno,” Kakashi interrupted. Very slow rookies. “Peanut-butter for Tousaki, sesame-ginger for the captain, and millet-konbu for you. Unless you just want fruit and nuts.”
Asuma looked like he was visibly restraining himself from saying something. It was very similar to the expression Ryouma made, right before he said something.
Katsuko didn’t make an expression. She just said things.
Genma dug a subtle elbow into Asuma’s ribs. “Both. Apricot and almond if they have them.”
“Okay,” Kakashi said. Memory nudged him in the back of the brain. He looked down at the uncluttered ground beneath the bench, at Genma’s empty hands, back up at Genma’s face. He frowned. “I told you to get Rin breakfast.”
Genma gave him a puzzled look. “I di— Shit! I left it at the desk when I checked in, I’ll be right back!” He jumped up and tore off to the check-in desk with enough speed to leave a little dust trail whirling in his wake.
Kakashi looked at Asuma. “I blame you for this.”
Asuma scratched his chin, short fingernails rasping against his beard. “Yeah, can’t argue with that.”
Silence drifted down, made more awkward by the rustle and scrape of distant people passing by. The hospital was always busy, no matter what entrance you picked. Kakashi considered leaving.
He made it a three-quarter turn, before words came up without permission.
"It's good you made it home. The lieutenant was worried." |
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