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Hatake Kakashi - 5
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First Person

Was Reno always so cold this time of year? Damn. Damn, and double damn. I hate this wind and I hate this cold. Why couldn’t Feel Good Inc be based in California like all the other rich industries…

I must’ve really gotten too used to those summer temperatures… Then again, Los Angeles was warmer than San Francisco any day. Perhaps I just need to get used to it until then. Not that I don’t mind desert, but the cold ocean breeze seems easier to handle when you have something more pretty to look at.

It feels strange that I’m the only person wearing a scarf out here—don’t I strike as the perfect tourist—but then again there aren’t many people out this time of day anyway. So far, first day in Reno, Nevada is boring. Maybe I should stop walking around these half run-down shops and just go to a casino. Or not. That could be expensive, if I don’t keep my wits about those places. Though it’s not like I don’t have a little extra money to spend.

… Alright, no casinos.

Besides they might not let Pakkun in, and I can’t really be bothered to be annoyed by ‘no dog’ policies so early in the morning. Speaking of which. Poor thing, he’s cold too. Damn it, I really don’t like clothing animals but…

Stop whining, Pakkun… Fine, I’ll buy you a coat.

Third Person

It had taken several hours with the little pug bundled in his sweater before he found a tourist shop that sold dog accessories. Apparently, he’d been on the wrong end of the strip. Told to hold the dog while in the store, Kakashi held up various little sweaters wondering about size and coloring. He didn’t want his little buddy to clash after all. Or be embarrassed like he was positive some other dogs must be to wear some things they were forced into.

Picking a black hoodie in a medium size, he thought it would be a good fit until he noticed the writing on the back. An advertisement for Circus Circus casino was printed cheaply in a childish carousal design. Sighing at the limited selection and for the fact that he’d picked a tourist shop in the first place, Kakashi looked down on the now warm pug under his neck, staying cutely still in his barely supported position.

“Maybe it’ll come off after a few washes.” Encouraged with a short huffing bark, the tired owner turned to the clerk to pay for it. Setting Pakkun on the counter as his sweater was rung up, Kakashi undid the collar for a moment.

Exchanging currency and thanking the clerk, the silver haired man took on the ominous task of fitting an animal into restricting material. He kept eye contact with the pug, keeping the obedient animal sitting, before he attempted to pull the sweater over the dog’s head. Startled, Pakkun scooted backwards as fast as Kakashi was putting the cloth on. Seeing the problem, the man tried to hold his dog’s back still while putting the little sweater completely over the dog’s eyes with one hand.

It wasn’t working.

Annoyed, the laughing of the clerk certainly didn’t help, Kakashi retreated. Pakkun slipped out of the sweater with a defiant expression. Standing taller than he ever would have on the counter than on the floor didn’t help the little dog’s confidence in resisting his master however. Kakashi called his name once, sharply, before approaching once more.

Knowing that the man really meant business now, Pakkun stilled, even after the scary cloth blinded him. Finally, Kakashi tucked the hood of the sweater behind the pug’s eyes and set about putting the dog’s paws through the holes. Luckily, Pakkun wasn’t an animal that was fussy about his feet, unlike other untrained beasts he knew. In a moment, the pug was completely dressed in the Reno tourist doggie-sweater and replaced studded collar.

The silver haired man ignored the amused store clerk in favor of setting Pakkun on the ground and walking out into the cold again. Though this time better prepared.

Unfortunately as he stepped around the building into the sun, blankly observing the pug inspect his new wear, Kakashi realized it had warmed up pretty well since he’d last been out.

Damn desert.

And he still had work in an hour. Oh joy this day was.