| [Oct. 1st, 2010|11:22 pm] |
Kumoto followed, skirting widely around Kakashi. The assistant went last.
Kakashi watched the heavy iron door swing back into place, locks ratcheting, and waited for the echo as the second outer door followed suit. Then there was silence.
It was done. Genma was out. Konoha had gotten through.
Kakashi leaned against the cold stone wall, head tilting back, and let out the breath he'd been holding since they'd first crossed Iwa's border. Pure relief, dragged from the belly up. Halfway through, his knees went out. He let himself slide down the wall, not much caring what the cameras saw, and choked off the kind of laugh that led to nowhere but hysteria. Genma was out. It had worked.
No one to worry about but himself, now, and that hardly counted.
He exhaled again, feeling the relief like a blood-song, and slit one tired eye open. Looked at the opposite wall, where there had to be someone watching, and slashed a sharp, nasty smile. "That's one to me. Your move."
They could send Takajin back in, for all he cared. Genma was out. |
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