A weight dropped into his stomach. Under normal circumstances Kakashi might have been able to see the other man's motive, but blinded by anger and hurt he couldn't focus on anything other than the breach of personal space.

"You read it?!" he screamed, running at Yamato with his hand raised. He could just see it now... Tenzou reading every detail of how Kakashi had failed to protect those closest to him, failed as a captain and as a teammate. Had he lost respect for him that day? Had he told his subordinates, made iron whip Kakashi out to be a weak link? His fury turned inwards. He'd let Tenzou down too that day.

His anger was still flaring at the thought that Tenzou would rather read a file than talk to him; would rather break the law than find him and battle the truth out of him. Maybe that would have helped him open up, maybe that would have helped ease the pain but /no/. Tenzou didn't follow him, Tenzou didn't stick by him and didn't persevere after he saw Kakashi's walls go up.

With his free hand, Kakashi shifted his headband up, revealing the spinning scarlet wheel that was his gifted eye as he came close and lunged to strike the other man's middle.

"It wasn't your place to read it!"