Kyrrachan

         Well over a month had passed since the last time you had seen Tobirama. In the beginning, you swore you saw him in the shadows, but every time you turned to look, he was gone. Maybe it was just your imagination playing tricks on you back then, or maybe he had a reason for not wanting to be seen. Whatever the case was, you hadn't even thought you had seen him in about a week and a half. You weren't sure why he had stopped his already too infrequent visits, but you weren't happy about it. He could have simply been busy, that was one explanation. Another explanation, however, was that your kiss had scared him away. As unlikely as it was

“Achoo!” This was the sound that echoed through the castle corridors. As soon as the young warlock had awoken from his dreamless sleep, he was faintly aware that someone was sitting beside his bed to tend to him. He did so much for Camelot that they weren’t even aware of, but there was someone who understood and he or she was not about to let everyone find out the hard way. Even so, no one noticed the boy’s absence. Arthur was sound asleep and (Y/n) had already woken up and joined her new friends for their morning chat. After all, what else were three girls meant to be doing at a time like this? Morgana and Gwen had