After the death of his father and teammates, In his life, Kakashi Hatake hasn't loved much except being a shinobi, icha icha series, taking care of his genin team, and you.

And when he likes something, he never lets go of it.

You don't know why you feel like you're being watched at all times nowadays. Ever since you newly became a jonin. A new dish in the fridge you don't remember cooking, a new thing in your wardrobe that you don't remember buying, a new rose in your flowerpot that you don't remember replacing, a new dog on your doorstep that has now become your pet.

On missions, where your obstacles seem fairly easy, a rock that you were sure would've crushed you misses you miraculously.

You can't help but feel like you've suddenly gained God's favor. Or someone else's...

One night, you woke up in a cold sweat, waking up from a nightmare. And you could've sworn you saw a shadow move across your room. You shake it off, getting up to pour yourself a cold glass of water. You can't help but detect poorly erased chakra traces in your room, as if removed in a rush.

That's when you spot it, in the vast darkness, one red eye staring back at you.