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sunshineverse2014-10-30 12:40 am
scarecrowboy) wrote in sunshineverse2014-10-30 12:40 am
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[Closed] Take this burden away from me.
Who: Kakashi Hatake & Obito Uchiha.
When: September 20.
Where: Kakashi's apartment.
What: Kakashi is home after a short hospital stay and welcomes the quiet... Till it's broken by an unsuspected guest.
Kakashi had been out of the hospital since the previous afternoon, and whether it was cognitive or not he was already feeling much better than he had been while cooped up in bed. He had regained all his motor skills, and despite having to lean slightly on some surfaces to get around, he was for the most part completely healed; his side was still bandaged in a large padded dressing to cushion the bruising and scar beneath it, so Kakashi had donned himself in a robe and a face mask and was pottering about looking for something to eat.
It had been incredibly quiet the past few days. Since his birthday and the explosive heart to heart that had followed Kakashi had found his time in the hospital to be rather.. lonely. Usually he'd expect a visitor to amble their way in at some point, but not even Yamato had come to see him after the first day.. he'd wandered around looking for him, but the nurses seemed incredibly possessive of any details and had ushered him back to bed in moments.
He supposed the one positive about the quiet time he'd had was that it was a welcome break, and it allowed him chance enough to truly figure out what he wanted to do next - to strategize and plan out the looming conversations he would inevitably have to have some day soon... But those could wait for now, and he turned as the water boiled hot, whistling high that it was time to make a pot of tea.
When: September 20.
Where: Kakashi's apartment.
What: Kakashi is home after a short hospital stay and welcomes the quiet... Till it's broken by an unsuspected guest.
Kakashi had been out of the hospital since the previous afternoon, and whether it was cognitive or not he was already feeling much better than he had been while cooped up in bed. He had regained all his motor skills, and despite having to lean slightly on some surfaces to get around, he was for the most part completely healed; his side was still bandaged in a large padded dressing to cushion the bruising and scar beneath it, so Kakashi had donned himself in a robe and a face mask and was pottering about looking for something to eat.
It had been incredibly quiet the past few days. Since his birthday and the explosive heart to heart that had followed Kakashi had found his time in the hospital to be rather.. lonely. Usually he'd expect a visitor to amble their way in at some point, but not even Yamato had come to see him after the first day.. he'd wandered around looking for him, but the nurses seemed incredibly possessive of any details and had ushered him back to bed in moments.
He supposed the one positive about the quiet time he'd had was that it was a welcome break, and it allowed him chance enough to truly figure out what he wanted to do next - to strategize and plan out the looming conversations he would inevitably have to have some day soon... But those could wait for now, and he turned as the water boiled hot, whistling high that it was time to make a pot of tea.
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"But I never lied. I tried to bring it up and I just... couldn't force the point when you didn't want to talk about it. But you're right. It wasn't what was best for you, and I don't blame you at all if this makes you lose faith in me for keeping it from you."
He dipped his head a touch further, glancing away. Then, he straightened, meeting Kakashi's gaze again. "Like I said though. It would be unfair to you if I let things just... carry on past where they were without you knowing this. So there you go Kakashi. You know."
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"A coward when it comes to me? You've got to be kidding." Kakashi narrowed his eyes, his voice raising just a touch. "You aren't afraid of me, you're afraid of what I think of you. You don't want me to hold you in any stead other than the highest, and that's what this is about."
He wasn't sure if he was right or if this was his worn out emotions and bubbling anger talking, but he found he couldn't care less. Obito just seemed selfish to him now.
"As for it being unfair? Obito, what the hell is that supposed to mean?! Are you expecting that to make it all alright? If it's unfair now, it was just as unfair to keep it from me then."
He was frustrated - beyond that - and the last thing he wanted now was to feel sorry for Obito. He could tell tears weren't far off if Kakashi's temper carried on, and if that happened Kakashi would probably smack him so hard he'd put himself out of commission for good.
He wanted Obito gone.
"I'm not angry that it happened. I don't blame you, it's in the past and you learnt from it. I'm angry that you didn't trust me, and that you kept it from me for so long. You have no idea how knowing would have helped give me closure. I could have talked to you, do you understand what that means?"
Obito didn't know how Kakashi felt about ANBU because Kakashi had always kept him at a distance. The man had no idea how Kakashi's mind worked, or the way it had worked when he'd been carrying his fallen comrades home, had no idea the guilt he'd weighted down his own throat with... This conversation was five years too late; and now instead of healing, it tore open healed wounds and rubbed salt into them.
This, combined with his brooding from the last few weeks? Ah, Obito's timing never got any better.
He didn't want to hear any more.
His words came weary and lethargic, but there was something to them that made it sound like Kakashi was about to vomit.
"Get out."
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"It means that you deserve to be angry at me for being a selfish coward Kakashi, and it's unfair for you to not be aware that I have been."
He didn't go out the way he came in, instead moving to comply with the order to leave by heading for the door. "I'll find some way to make this up to you. I promise I will."