Please, Mask Your Pain. - Kakashi time travel gender bender

Prologue

A/N

I thought about this when I reread my other one-shot, "Russian Roulette" and when I read a few Kakashi time travel stories. Like the ongoing "Space-Time Apostasy" on AO3. Amazing series.

< Lost >

Kakashi stood silently in the Kamui dimension, gazing into the abyss as his mind circled the image of the place he once called home in ruins.

He despised it - Reality. Part of him understood what the hell Obito experienced. The need to cover up reality with something fake so that you can breathe without feeling the raw overbearing tragedy forever till your grave.

For once he wished that he had a chance to start over, a redo.

He laughed coldly to himself in the empty endless dimension, laugh slowly transcending to a fit of insanity. Broken raw howls of crazed laughter and anger poured out of Kakashi's throat as he pulled down his mask and clawed at his eyes, the laughs continuing madly.

His fingers were wet with tears and blood from his nails digging into his skin and as his laughs slowly turned to sobs, he fell to his knees.

Truly, he was scum.

Kakashi slowly let go of his face, blood and tears blurring his vision. He winced slightly, then leaned back and fell on his back.

And in the silence, he let more tears fall.

Trembling, he begged, whimpered, for someone, to once in his life find him.

... No one came.

The abyss swallowed him whole in it's cold embrace.

...

He woke up.