scared of the stars

chapter 7 - Kakashi

«So what you are trying to say is that you don't trust him,» Kakashi stated and leaned back against the wall. Tsunade looked tired. The skin underneath her eyes was sagging and her cheeks looked hollow. Her hair had turned into an unbrushed birds nest. She squeezed her fingers against her closed lids, trying to wipe the sleep away. She yawned instead.

«That is not what I am trying to say, Kakashi. I have a lot to do, especially now that missions are piling up because of the war. The war that he initiated, may I add.» She said and leaned back in her chair. Shizune looked worried from where she stood, throwing glances back and forth.

It was true. Huge stacks of missions covered the desk, and a few even lingered on the floor. World-peace did not mean no fear. And the villagers had plenty of fear left.

Kakashi sighed and scratched his head. It wasn't that he had anything against looking out for Obito, but he wasn't looking forward to telling him this. He wasn't sure of how much he had changed from his young self, but he was sure he still had plenty enough of angry temperament. He used to have a short fuse that got fired easily.

«Fine, I'll do it. I will watch out for him and let him stay at my house. I won't spoon feed him though, or change his diapers.» Kakashi opened the door to leave but stopped once Tsunade spoke again.

«Oh, and Kakashi. Next week.»

That was all he needed to hear.

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It was an early morning, and early mornings meant screaming children and arguing adults. He didn't mind the dogwalkers though, he liked those. The sun was shining and now a cloud was in the sky, it was a typical beautiful day. Kakashi would have preferred rain and clouds though, that way he could have stayed inside while reading his book. Showing Obito around wasn't that bad either though.

He looked over at his quiet friend, at the scars on his face and eyes that weren't focused on anything. He didn't look dead in the eyes, but whenever Obito looked at him it seemed more like he looked through him. Most of the time their eyes never met. Kakashi could see by the way he walked, the hesitant turns and jolts when new noises were heard, that he was focusing a lot on not walking into a wall. Kakashi had tried to cough whenever he took a turn, that way Obito would know without feeling like his pride was damaged.

«Would it be easier if you held my elbow?» Kakashi finally asked, faking nonchalance. Obito looked over at him, or tried to look at him, and seemed deep in thoughts.

«Wouldn't that look weird?» He asked and gestured to everyone around them. Kakashi raised a brow and smiled slightly to himself.

«And why would that be weird?» He asked, acting oblivious.

Obito looked around them, though Kakashi wasn't sure why.

«You know, maybe people get the wrong impression.» He whispered, leaning in a little closer, Obito must have miscalculated how close to lean in and he instead hit their foreheads together. Kakashi chuckled, touching his now sore forehead. Obito's eyes widened immensely and he raised his hands in apology.

«I am so sorry!» He said and Kakashi wouldn't have been surprised if he had grabbed a bandage kit.

Kakashi waved him off and said «no worries, but god, its probably impossible for people not to misunderstand now.»

Obito's face paled and he shrunk in on himself. It looked like he was trying to hide his head in between his shoulders. Kakashi grabbed his arm and placed his hand on his elbow.