[Closed] You see I struggle to sleep at night, but it's fine..

[mokutonno]

Who: Yamato, Kakashi (Obito and Neji)

When: February 1st onwards.

Where: Konohagakure (Yamato’s apartment and various)

What: The incident in Kiri involving the Hoshigaki holdings, stirs up old memories, worse dreams and Yamato struggles to cope.

 

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[mokutonno]

His mind was oddly blank, burnt clear by the physical exertion and had been what Yamato had set out to induce when Obito first made his presence known.
This had been the effect of his bouts with Kakashi in ANBU, vicious and precise battles conducted in an abandoned training ground, away from those that knew them and away from their reputations; something to burn off the emotions he'd never known what to do with growing up.

This didn't feel like a resolution though, it was a stop gap, nothing more; a way to claw back his usual iron control and he could feel it now, settling over him like cool porcelain, the numbness of his body, syncing up with that of his mind.

He was aware of Obito, knew the other man was there, but didn't acknowledge him, gaze focused on the torn ground under his knees and letting the breeze cool his overheated skin.

[thebestuchiha]

He finally reached out, resting a hand on the other man, touch light. It was easy enough to brush away, or avoid, but the contact was there. He had the sense that talking would just make everything worse, and he didn't particularly want that...

So instead he'd see how he reacted to this.

[mokutonno]

Dark eyes flickered to the side, taking in Obito's extended hand and then briefly up to match their gazes, before dropping to the remains of the packed earth under them. His frame was carefully held, hands relaxed but muscles poised, fueled by self preservation and a reserve of energy that was always maintained.

"What the hell else do you want, Obito?"

The words barely made it out past the sand paper coating of his throat but they were no less hostile for it.

[thebestuchiha]

The smile that touched his face was entirely humorless. "More a don't. I don't want to leave you here like this. It's my fault that you're in this state, currently I mean."

He shook his head slightly. "I like to think I learn from my mistakes."

[mokutonno]

Something sharp flashed in dark eyes and Yamato bit the inside of his cheek as he stood, remarkably steady for all that his legs were beginning to cramp.

"Well then, I'll absolve you of that guilt. I would have worked myself to that, with or with out your prompting. Like I said before, this isn't about you; my anger isn't directed outwards, none of this is."

He left that hanging between them, retrieving his discarded flak and returning, purposely out of strike range and regarded the middle distance.

"What now then, does this go official?"

[thebestuchiha]

"Why would it?" He pushed to his feet, brushing off his pants and looking at him. "You're my friend, I'm not going to endanger you."

[mokutonno]

"Then as my friend, please let this lie, Obito. I can't give you what you want..not right now at least.."

The fact that he had to ask again, burnt a trail down his throat. Yamato had never wanted for anyone to have to make exceptions for him, duty wise or personally, but the thought of anyone else knowing, of their faith in him being shaken more than it already had, felt like it could ruin him.

[thebestuchiha]

"I didn't intend to ask you for anymore after you asked the first time. I suppose the way I put my acceptance of that didn't make that very clear, but it's still true." He shook his head slightly, holding his gaze and examining him carefully.

[mokutonno]

He studied Obito for a long moment, gauging the honesty behind that, paranoia dogging his heels even through the induced calm he felt.

Finally Yamato nodded, slipping back into his flak and turning to the wreckage of the training ground, clasping his hands and preparing to smooth out at least a little of the damage; he'd be exhausted afterwards and with any luck, the sleep he'd catch in the day lit hours would be considerably more productive than the previous night.

[thebestuchiha]

He let out a soft breath, then moved back toward his original position, pausing after a few steps. "Tenzou? If you come by I have a cookie recipe I keep meaning for you to try."

[mokutonno]

Slowly the fissures began to knit together and the training posts morphed straight, all taking on a Lion's head of their own, but otherwise showed no record of the scene they had been apart of. The further chakra drain was immediate, though only apparent in the low set of his shoulders and the heaviness of Yamato's already bruising hands.

His eyes closed at the invitation, filing it away for consideration and a measured breath later, he was turning away, calling out lowly before beginning a steady but slow pace back toward the village proper.

"..Some time later, Obito..but thank you."

[thebestuchiha]

"Anything for a friend Tenzou." He smiled, lopsided and a bit rueful, then shook his head and started back himself.

He'd maybe not gotten an exact answer, but he'd still gotten an important one. He'd just have to wait for the someday that brought him the details.