Someone Familiar

In the Land of Iron, faced with the prospect of another war and potential loss of life, Yamato confesses some of his insecurities to Kakashi.

Kakashi didn’t feel love, no sudden surge of attraction or desire. But his fatigue was bone-deep, and the light, questioning touch on his cheek was warm. And more than those things, more than the pernicious wariness of having learned to be reserved in his attachments in case they were taken from him, Yamato was sweetly, soothingly familiar.