Undisclosed Desires

Chapter 9- The Mission Is In Full Swing

! The story is translated !

! Not Mine !

"..." - someone says something
//...// - someone thinks something
Flashback: always in italics
Changes of location or viewpoint are marked in bold

Chapter 9

Since that dream, Kakashi hasn't been able to concentrate on class for a second. He kept seeing those images, hearing his groaning, hearing Obito's velvety voice whispering his name. He would have preferred to stay home to process this dream first, but that would only reflect on him and people would spread rumors again. So he sat here every day and tried to block out the black-haired boy's presence. He had to do it, otherwise he would completely freak out. It actually worked pretty well. It didn't attract attention either, since he mostly ignored Obito anyway... but it had to happen at some point. The bell had rung. Most of his classmates were already outside when the black-haired boy suddenly came up to him.
He immediately turned his back on him, hoping that he would leave annoyed by his behavior, but this time it didn't have the desired effect.

"Tell me. Did I do something to you or why are you avoiding me so much?" Obito asked and put his hand on his shoulder.
The man immediately flinched. His skin immediately started to tingle when the black-haired man's hand rested on that spot.
The younger man's heart started racing wildly.
He exhaled heavily before shaking off Obito's hand.
"It's nothing and now go," he grumbled, hoping unkindly enough to make him disappear.
Obito shook his head in incomprehension.
"What's wrong with you?! You've been acting so weird to me all week. You're constantly avoiding me, you don't even look at me with your ass, you don't even insult me ​​anymore as a loser! So what happened?"
He sounded worried towards the end.
The silver-haired man bit his lip. After all, he couldn't just tell Obito that he had dreamed that he had given him a blow job and that his dream self thought it was really great.
I would either jump at Obito's throat or leave him standing there in disgust.
He sighed dejectedly. But wait. Why did he care so much about what Obito would think about it? He couldn't care less. After all, they weren't really friends or anything. Sure, every now and then he had brought the black-haired man some notes from class when he was sick in bed. But he had only done that because Rin had asked him to.

"Just go away!" he grumbled.
He turned around and looked coolly at the black-haired man.
His counterpart clenched his fists.
"I don't understand you. Why are you like that?"
"It's none of your business!" he said defensively.
"Oh yes it is!" said the man.
Kakashi raised his eyebrows. If only someone could understand this boy. This answer sounded so different from everything else that came out of his mouth.
"It's none of your business and now leave me alone. I would like to enjoy some more of my break."
Obito's eyes narrowed. He stood in front of the silver-haired man with his legs apart, making it clear that he would not let him pass so quickly.
Kakashi sighed in exasperation. They were all alone in the room and he was slowly getting nervous.
"You always just run away. Over and over again. You don't want to tell the truth because you can't handle it yourself. In general, you run away from the truth. Don't hide behind that mask! Just tell me what's wrong!"
The younger man looked at him angrily.
"Shut up, Obito! You know absolutely nothing about me. So just shut up!" he growled, unusually angry.
The black-haired man flinched and looked at him with wide eyes. But then his eyes narrowed.
"You're a coward, Kakashi. You always claim that I'm a wimp, that I'm not capable of becoming a real shinobi, but you yourself can't even manage to tell the truth. Do you know what I think? You won't become a real shinobi from us! A shinobi who doesn't feel can't rule over right and wrong!"
"Take that back!" Kakashi roared angrily and came towards him.
Obito shook his head and didn't let himself be intimidated.
"It's the truth. And as you can see, you just can't handle it."
He looked at him mockingly.