Alone together [Kakashi x Reader]

Chapter 7

(art by @milk23148885 on twitter)

Once again it was only me and the cold of the night, the darkness surrounding me with the stars and moon as the only source of light. Everything was silent and calm, and even my silent sobs were muffled by the distant sound of the flowing river. Was this all? Was this all life had for me? Pain, disappointment, crushed hopes... Was there no way for me to escape fate? I could only do but weep no matter how hard I tried not to. It only bothered me further, and the angrier I got the harder I cried. Why? Why me? Why did I have to get this life? 

"Why are you here again?" a tired voice sounded behind me as it lately had been happening. The same voice, Kakashi's voice, sounded with a sigh. 

I frowned harder, and my eyes stang even more when I looked to my side and saw all the stuff I had stolen tonight. My chest hurt almost as much as it did when I faced my father earlier in the day, and this time it was out of fear of disappointing Kakashi. Of betraying my word.

"I tried, Kakashi" my voice sounded thin, filled with pain I was no longer willing to hide "I swear I did. But I just can't" I added, my gaze getting lost in the reflections of the moon over the river. 

"What happened?" Kakashi's voice sounded, this time without a trace of annoyance but something else. I didn't answer as I knew my voice would break too much "(Y/n)," he called me again.

"I don't think I should keep trying," I said, being interrupted every now and then by those ugly and involuntary sniffles "What's the point? Why am I even trying if no matter what I do, every time I finally seem to see light, to be doing better..." I stopped, tearing up again "Life just keeps pulling me down. What's the point, Kakashi?" he remained silent, and I continued to cry, even more at the realization of my words "I don't understand" I buried my nose and mouth on my arm as I continued to get lost on the shimmering patterns of the water in front of me "I don't understand..."

"(Y/n)," Kakashi's voice sounded unusually soft this time "Why are you here? What happened?" he demanded. It took me time to answer, but he gave it to me. 

"My father dropped by the flower shop today. He's not giving me any more money... The job only gave me enough money to pay for food and vital expenses. But now... Even if I worked twice the time, which they can't afford, I still wouldn't have enough money" I explained as I could. Hating myself each time my voice broke. 

He didn't say anything again, but this time he walked closer. He slowly approached the pile of things I had stolen that night and crouched in front of it. He pulled his Anbu mask up and grabbed some of the stuff, inspecting it.

"Where did you get this?" he asked, changing the topic which made me feel slightly less miserable. He picked up a wakizashi, a small katana, that had beautiful carves on it.

"I stole it from an Anbu that told me to go home," I just answered. When I thought about it I felt bad. That Anbu member I stole it from was always nice to me, but he was also annoying. Always telling me to go home without allowing me to retort or say anything back, always treating me like a kid. But that night I wasn't thinking straight. I was just thinking about how I could make quick money, and seeing he lowered his guard because he knew me and knew I was harmless, I couldn't help myself "I know I can't be here, but I'm just getting used to what will be sleeping out in the open from now on" I added with a bitter smile. 

"How much does your apartment cost?" Kakashi ignored me, standing up again after he inspected the pile of things I stole.

"600" I said with a dull tone. He remained silent once again for a few minutes.