[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.

 

Comments

23rd February - Yamato finally seeks out Obito to collect on that cookie recipe

[mokutonno]

It had taken a few weeks, uncountable nightmares and several nerve wrecking nights alone in his bathtub to finally reach this point and it was after one such session that he found himself craving company and warmth; anything to act as a buffer between himself and sleep.

...And if Yamato was truly honest with himself, cutting off those around him was possibly the worst course of action and so he found himself here.

It was late but the lights were on; no doubt the product of another late night at the tower, of which there were becoming increasingly more and that alone made something squirm with guilt inside his stomach. Obito had a village to run, just as much as Yamato had a duty to fulfill and he couldn't let this lie between them any longer.

He tapped on the window sill, a courtesy more than a request and eased the kitchen window open, dropping soundlessly down onto the tiles and glancing around.

"Obito?"

His voice was quiet but carried in the equally still house and he followed the words down the hall in search of his wayward friend.

[thebestuchiha]

The hail was enough to garner his attention, and Obito looked toward his kitchen from where he was settled on his couch, flipping through a file he'd ended up bringing home with him.

He closed it, setting it on the table as he sat up further. "I'm in here."

[mokutonno]

Yamato appeared in the doorway to the living area, smile and body language sheepish as he waved from the doorway.

"Late night?"

He nodded towards the file on the table.

[thebestuchiha]

He He looked to the table where had put the file. "Yeah, I've had a few of those lately." He pulled his feet off the couch, turning to put them on the floor as he sat up. "You too, looks like."

[mokutonno]

The comment made Yamato wonder what he looked like; he'd been a little lax around mirrors as of late, skirting around reflective surfaces in the hopes of abating a little of what he feared, it wasn't a perfect science.
He glanced away, folding his arms and leaning against the door jam in what he hoped was a more casual display than he actually felt and shrugged a shoulder.

"Sleep's been a little harder to find recently.."

[thebestuchiha]

He jerked his head to the side of the couch he'd cleared and gave him a lopsided smile. "You gonna stay over there or what? I have a bunch of couch here."

[mokutonno]

The smile was met with a tired look; emotions torn between accepting and fleeing, even now. A part of Yamato still smarted at having Obito witness his loss of control, at having been the one to prompt it, but rest had been scarce and he was so tired of fighting off sleep..

The lure of the couch finally won out though and he sank gratefully into the soft surface, knee pulled up to wrap his arm around in a loose hold. He gestured to the file with his chin, drawing the attention away from himself in a bid for normalcy.

"Anything I should know about?"

[thebestuchiha]

"Probably." Hr sighed deeply, looking tired for a moment, but he rallied quickly, it vanishing under the surface. "Things are picking up out there."

He shook his head, examining him thoughtfully. Then whatever he was thinking was put aside. "I don't think that's why you came to see me though."