Somewhere in the vast sprawling metropolis that is Konoha village, sits a moderate and unassuming house. This house belongs to one of the most infamous ninja know to the shinobi world, Kakashi Hatake. The sun is still hours from rising, but this man’s day is just about to start. No alarm goes off, but at 4:15 am Kakashi opens his eyes, a moment later he closes his left eye again and pulls himself out of bed. He quietly and quickly showers, shaves, and gets ready for his daily exercise. Ten minutes later he steps out from his house and starts his morning jog. Over the next several hours Kakashi diligently and silently went through the motions required to maintain his physique. He spends this time reviewing his plans for the day, as the exercise routine is so deeply ingrained in to that he can do it nearly without thought. 4:15 wake up 4:25 -7:50 morning workout 8:00 freshen up from exercise 8:45 check in with the Hokage 9:45 grab first missi- He pauses mid-way through a pushup as he realizes that his old schedule isn’t going to work anymore ‘You finally passed a team’ he reminds himself before continuing with his normal workout. - ‘I’m supposed to meet up with Team seven at 10’ Kakashi muses as he takes a glance at the position of the sun ‘That’s in two hours, so I have four hours to spend’ he was tempted to spend the hours at the Memorial Stone as he usually would but seeing as that was where he told Team 7 to meet him today he would have to find a different way to kill the time. With a mental shrug, he hopped to a nearby roof intending to actually make true one of his usually excuses and ‘Get lost on the road of life’ just to see what would come of it. - Three hours later found Kakashi at the Academy, with the intention of pulling his students records and tests. While he had been given a dossier on them all, he felt like going to the root of the information anyway as he he had already restocked his groceries, bought a few new books, ran in to a few of his old Anbu Kohai who were off duty, put in a requisition request for more basic field supplies and played a few games of rock paper scissors with Guy. He could have gone to meet up with his team, and was in fact originally planning on it, but when he spotted the Academy changes his plans seeing as he found another way to “productively” waste his time. Plus from the smells he could gather wafting from the school, they had recently got a delivery of baked goods and he could use a snack before he dealt with his brats. Thus the copy ninja chose to follow his nose as it leads him to fresh treats. He arrived at the door to the sensei’s lounge shortly after Airi had finished setting everything up, silently he stood in the door way leaning up against the frame as he watched his friend climb up to the high shelf using a chair, of all things. She was Kakashi’s only ‘Civilian’ friend and he often forgot just how it was that civilians dealt with everyday issues, and how more often than not it was wildly different from how a highly trained Shinobi would deal with it. Such as how he didn’t bother to lock his front door, but always made sure his windows were locked every time he went out. He was just about to speak out when he noticed she was going to fall, and was moving before Airi had even made a noise. To the untrained Kakashi would look like a blur as he moved from one end of the room to the other in the span of a heartbeat. To the experienced, his movements were the equivalent to a lazy stroll as he moved in to position to catch Airi with one arm before she fell too far. And in a playful bid he had pulled out his book as he did so, making it seem like he had caught her by pure happenstance. “Ahh Airi” Kakashi said with obviously excesses cheer, not turning away from his book “How nice of you to drop by”