Toshiro is a bit like a bull, with Konoha being the china shop. Sometimes it 's all Kakashi can do not to get swept away by the force of it all, to not drown in

him.

Kakashi feels odd. More than usual. It 's as if his actual eye is a sharingan as well. The world is sharp and clear, the colors vivid ' most days he actually gets out of bed without having to psych himself up. Not having to deal with the pressing, ugly weight of despair dragging his bones is '

New.

He 's surrounded by energy. By people. There are children who flock to him, who preen under his casual compliments or smile when he ruffles their hair into a mess. There 's dogs. A whole

lot

of dogs. Silence doesn 't exist in the Hatake Compound. Strangely, he can 't bring himself to care.

Kakashi never wondered about having a family. He 'd convinced himself he never wanted one. The idea of children ' his

own flesh and blood