Somewhere in the back of his mind, Kakashi was aware of Tenzou calling his name. Probably time to practice handoffs again. Gai was adamant they pass the baton at least one hundred times before any major race, and there was nothing more major than going for gold at the Five Nations Games. Even if it would be Kakashi's third at this year's Games, ninth total.
But it was hard to remember any of that when the only thought he could hold in his head was, "I should have been a diver."
He stared in awe at the man showering on TV. Umino Iruka, a fellow Konoha athlete, the frustratingly placed chyron said. His latest dive had earned him a 9.0, 8.5, 8.0, 8.5, 8.0, 8.0, and 9.0, which put him in first place with a healthy lead.
Those judges had to be blind. With a smile like that, he was clearly a perfect 10.
That smile... and other parts of him. Divers didn't shower naked in front of the press, right? It had to be unfortunate score bar placement.
Or possibly fortunate. For Kakashi's sanity, at least. He wasn't sure he'd be able to handle the man in a Speedo just yet. He felt like he should buy him dinner first.
"Senpai," Tenzou said, loud and close enough that even all that wet, tan skin couldn't block it out.
Kakashi belatedly realized he'd been mid-drink when the TV had caught his eye. He wiped at his face and lowered his nearly empty bottle. More water had ended up on his jersey and the floor than in his mouth.
"Gai and Asuma are waiting," Tenzou said, exasperation clear in his voice.
Kakashi dragged his eyes away from the screen. It wouldn't be the last he saw of Umino Iruka, not if he could help it.
After this relay, he was done for these Games with an entire day leftover. Not to mention the closing ceremony where he could run into anyone.
Maybe he'd be lucky enough to go home with more than just some shiny, new hardware. And if not, there was always Konoha's post-Games celebration for medalists, which was looking to be a lot more interesting this year.
Grinning to himself, Kakashi followed Tenzou out onto the field.
One hundred more baton passes, one more gold medal, and then who knew what would happen.