Can You See Me Through The Looking Glass? L-O-V-E Sequel

Chapter 3

I looked out the window,  hugging my knee's as I sat on the window sill. The streets almost empty, and the sound of raindrops hitting the glass pattered around the room and into my ears. The darkness of the room, seemingly representing my current mood. I opened the window and dangled my legs from the window, rain now hitting me, dampening my clothes and face.

Thoughts of my old team, repeating and bouncing in my mind.

"My names Sakura Haruno, I like- I mean the person I like. Tehehe-"

"My names Uzamaki Naruto! I like ramen in a cup, and I really like the ramen Iruka sensei bought me-"

"My names Uchiha Sasuke, I dislike most things, and I don't particularly like anything-"

All so bittersweet... I looked to the sky, rain falling down my cheeks. I looked down to see Kakashi walking boredly down the road, I looked back to the sky. I miss seeing colors... I let out a sigh, that seemed to be mournful, and filled with sadness and guilt.

I could feel a gaze on me, but in return a tear just spilled from my eye, blending in with the rain. My hair was wet, but I didn't care. I closed my eyes, I hate it here... I raised my legs and turned back into my apartment. I left the window open and I walked sollomly to the couch.

I laid on it, hugging the rag dolls that I had made when I was a child. Of my mother and father...

-One Week Lateeeeeeeeeeeer-

I walked down the streets, signing a few autographs, and ignoring the fan squeals. I walked to the training grounds and plopped myself into a sitting position.

"I didn't know you got famous." My eyes widened and I looked up to see Kakashi, my shocked gaze turned to a glare and I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Shut up." He seemed shocked but I didn't care.

"Hey, why are you so mad." I clenched my jaw and turned my back to him.

"Why do you think?!"

"I don't know, that's why I asked."

"Tch, you were my only friend, I told you everything. And then you just replaced me."

"I didn't replace you." He spoke sternly and my eye twitched.

"You did too. I was scared, and depressed for a whole month. Then you go and find another woman-"

"Wait is this what it's all about. Are you serious. You left me, you avoided me."

"I know, do think I don't know this?! Do you know how much I blame myself?! I've blamed myself for everything... I let my mother die, and I was too weak to save myself from my father. The clan, they hated me, because I'm weak. And it's all my fault. I don't think you understand Kakashi, I don't want to blame anyone else. Because you know why. Because I live in it now, I live in my damned memories Kakashi! But I'd rather hate myself then ever forgive you, but I also can't lame you.... All those years, those years where I watched you train, that time you saved me. But you threw those away, you know that. I have nothing left. The band, we're not friends. We don't care about each other, they use me. They use me to make money, and you used me too. You don't think you did. But did you notice? Once I became, this. Once I was doubtful and depressed. You left, because it takes too much effort to deal with me." He went silent and I hugged my knee's.

"I'm alone, I always have been. I have no aspirations, I'm a walking corpse now... I've left everything behind, all my friends, family. I'm just Momo, nothing else. And I'm the cause of all this destruction, I know this. But please, I-I don't need reminders Kakashi. Now, do me a favor, and leave me the hell be." my lip quivered slightly as I hugged my knee's tighter, I could feel the raindrops falling.

"No." He sat next to me and I scooted away.

"Who do you think you are."

"Hatake Kakashi."

"You're a asshole."

"I know..."  I stared at him, with built up anger.

"Why do you care all of a sudden?"

"Because I feel like a bastard for blaming you."

"You should feel that way, because you are a bastard." I mumbled and looked to the other side where a puddle laid. There was a silence, just as the first time I doubted out 'Affair' out in a field. Though... This time it was raining, a symbolic sign of my sadness.

"Can you give me another chance?" Kakashi spoke, but I just pouted slightly.

"No."

"Please?"

"You have to earn another chance, you idiot." I spoke, my voice slightly harsher then intended.

-Kakashi's P.O.V-

"You have to earn another chance, you idiot." My eyes widened at her tone. It was so hateful. I guess I do deserve it, I was harsh to her before she left... And she seems to have a misunderstanding of Katei... Almost.

I sighed and looked at Momo, she seemed so depressed. I never thought, it reminds me of when she was a child, when she was mute. I'm not Hiruzen though... I couldn't possibly break her from her shell, not again...

I understand her perspective, but it is childish. I shouldn't have to feel bad for her, besides I'm sure she's able to live on with a happy life without the help of others- she's very independent.

"Why do you even care Kakashi?" I heard Momo say through gritted teeth. I really fucked up didn't I...

"I don't know, it's just... I don't like seeing you hurt."

"Well you're a little late for that, brat. I'm far out in the deep end, and I'd rather drown then have your help."

"Don't say that."

"Say  what."

"You won't drown, I won't let that happen. Silly."

"You're calling me silly? Tch, you really are annoying." I sighed as Momo glared at the ground the rain soaking both of us. If I get a cold I'm blaming it on her- eh well, I guess that would be mean.

-Momo's P.O.V-

I hate him, the way he's always so calm. The way he could play anything off without thought or care, how he's able to not care about anything. I pouted slightly, my heart filled with rage- but also pain. Soon the rage turned into grief.

I held back tears as I continued to glare at the ground, though my glare softening without my permission. I refused to meet Kakashi's gaze, I know he wasn't sorry. Yes- he may feel slight remorse, but that's different.

He doesn't regret throwing everything away, and he doesn't care about my emotions. He's only doing this, because he feels guilty. He doesn't care about how I feel... His reasons are selfish, cold, and... Heart breaking.

"I hate you Hatake, drop dead." He seemed extremely shocked, his aura said it all. The tone I used, was on purpose. The wording I used, was what I did feel. Nothing about that was a lie. It hurt to say it, it did. But it needed to say.

I won't allow him to toy with me, break me, walk away. And then try to fix me... I don't want to be fixed, I want to be left on the ground. So every time he looks, he knows it's his fault.

"You're a selfish piece of crap, you don't actually care Hatake. Go away, I don't ever want to see your face again." His eyes softened and with a sigh he obligated. Leaving me alone, once again...