Confessions Of The Red Eye 🔚

Entry 19

Name: Kakashi Hatake

Age: 7

Sensei found me that day. Two years ago.

I wake up.

Clean the sink.

Clean the bathtub.

Clean the toilet.

Then I leave.

And the same routine happens for two years. 

No friends.

No life.

Nothing.

And so, today I wake up.

Once again. Same drill.

Walking to town, the murmurs of the past grow. Two years has past since the White Fang of Konoha had passed away. Not that I care. I think.

He was a coward, thats for sure.

Not that I care.

Whispers and gossip, buzzes and mumbles. I hear it all. The whole village loves things to talk about. His death isn't something that died down quite yet. 

Coward.

School. A place to learn. Its insanely boring to me. I'm surrounded by idiots.

"MY ETERNAL RIVAL! FIGHT ME!" Yells Might Guy. I have nothing better to do, so why not?

A punch and kick, jab and thrust, the black haired boy is on the ground. A bruise would be formed on his eye by the end of the day. 

"I'll get stronger! And I'll defeat you!" He hollers. I simply turn around and ignore him. I really don't care.

The school day ends. Walking to the stream, I catch a fish. I feel a pair of eyes watching me but I ignore it.

Home.

Scrub, rinse, brush, repeat.

Now its time to eat.

Not that I care.

I fry the fish, add in spice, throw in some cilantro, "You can come out now." then I say.

"Haha, sorry! I just thought it be fun to watch, Kakashi!" A boy yells. Obito Uchiha. I sigh and motion for the other pair of eyes watching me. Her head pops out and she smiles with a sorry. Rin Nohara.

They come in.

I finish cooking.

I serve the food.

"Wow, Kakashi-kun! This is amazing!" Rin moans. Obito eyes widen as he eats the mackerel.

"Really good, Kakashi!" He cheers. And for the first time in two years, I feel the tiniest bit happy. A tiny bit of warmth spreads through my body, like a match struck into a flame, to the breeze of eternal winter.

And they leave.

The night turns to day.

I wake up.

Do the drill.

I don't really care.

Except this time, when I walk to town, I'm caught up by Obito. He asks me to stop, but why should I? Anyways, he keeps talking his mouth off. Its really annoying.

But its nice.

It keeps my mind away from the murmers and mumbles. Whispers and secrets.

"LET ME FIGHT YOU AGAIN, ETERNAL RIVAL!" Guy screams. I nod tiredly. His face is bruised up and a white bandage is stuck to his forehead. With a chant, he comes at me, and this time he's prepared. It takes longer, but once again, he's knocked down on his feet.

The school day ends.

Except I don't go home.

I don't go to the stream.

The clouds turn a murky, ashy, cigarette color. Rain drizzles, and then pours suddenly at a constant pace.

I don't really care.

I place the flower on the damaged grave, and scrub the graffiti off. The White Fang of Konoha. Todays the day he died.

I figured I owed him a visit.

"Hey. Its been a little quiet since you've been gone. People still talk." I mumble. Rain slides and pounds on my shoulders.

I don't really care.

"What you did might have been right." I whisper. "But I'm never going to do the same thing you did. I'll only focus on the mission. I'm not going to do what you did."

 Then I leave the graveyard...

And impactfully....

I do care.

They all pity me

Because of you.

You gave you too easily.

How weak...

Oto-san.