[FIC] Lost - Angsty Kakashi Drabble

The mission parameters stated no known presence, no witnesses. This, Kakashi understood. What he didn't understand was the feeling now. The sick feeling in his gut, the sweaty, achy, woozy feeling. He had killed before, had even killed in much messier fashion. But never before had he killed a child younger than himself, a small waif of a girl whose only sin was gathering mushrooms in the wrong place, at the wrong time. Mission parameters said nothing about staying sane afterwards. The seven-year-old chuunin crumpled to his knees and cried.

[FIC] Morning Tears - KakaIru angst drabblish piece

Just a few little drabbly things I wrote trying to get over the fuzziness in my mind.  I feel this tremendous urge to write, but it's been next to impossible to write more than a few sentences.  I'm actually late taking my antibiotics so at least my brain feels closer to normal, now.

( What the hell, I'll read it... )