Reluctantly, Kakashi stood on shaky legs, stepping out of his room into the living room where his father stood holding a empty bottle of sake. He watched as his father deliriously pulled back his arm, throwing the glass bottle at Kakashi which shattered at his feet, shards embedding itself into his skin.
He didn't bother dodging.
"What!? *hic* Not going to greet your father!?" Sakumo yelled, stumbling closer to Kakashi.
Face cast down, Kakashi quietly replied, "W-welcome home, f-fath-"
However, before he got a chance to finish, he was thrown across the room, his back hitting the wooden wall. He groaned holding his bruising cheek.
"Your too s...slow!" growled the White Fang, stepping closer to him, lifting Kakashi up by the hem of his shirt.
"No no NO! I won't...*hic*... s...stand for this! You *hic* have t...to be.....stronger! Or....or you'll be a d-disgrace too!"
Sakumo hiccuped, his flushed face snarling before slamming the boy into the wall, the wood breaking upon impact.
Falling to his knees, Kakashi gasped and coughed, lowing his mask as blood splattered the floor. Everything burned with a pain numbed by adrenaline.
His mind screamed at him.
He couldn't stay here! He was going to die! He had to get back up or he'll kill him! He had to leave, had to run away! Get away get away get away get away! As far from him as possib-
He made a horrified sound, thoughts halting to a screech.
W-What was he just thinking?
This was his father. His father wasn't someone he should be fearing. He was his kind and loving father. He wouldn't try to kill him? He loved him....right?
Tilting his head up, he studied Sakumo's eyes. Desperately searching for anything, anything at all-
(I know your not in your right mind right now, but you still recognize me right? You still love me right?
You still know who I am.... right?)
All he found staring back at him were hazed, condemning eyes.
And just like that...
His unyielding loyalty shattered like glass.
"Your Pathetic-"
SLAP
Distant thunder could be heard outside as the pitter patter of the rain picked up. The drunken man stood there frozen, unable to comprehend what had just occured. On his cheek a red mark formed in the shape of a hand.
Lightning lit up the room.
"How could you", the boy whispered it so quietly you could barely hear it over the storm. Yet, for some reason, those words he uttered were louder, and in it was a start of a catastrophe.
"Wha-"
"How could you!" His voice muffled by the roaring thunder.
Kakashi shakily got up to his feet despite the pain, pulling up his mask and glared into his father's eyes. Sakumo flinched. Those eyes....those eyes held a burning anger in them that threatened to swallow everything whole and yet it still found room for something else, something more. Sadness, fear, disbelieve, betrayal, and....was that self hatred?
"I tried to believe in you! I tried so hard! I defended you even though I disagreed with your choice, and yet every time you drink, every single time, you just cause me pain. Do you even care about me at this point?!"
The White Fang tried to interject but was interupted.
"You sit here.....and waste away with your bottles of sake! Just- just look at your self! Whose really the pathetic one here?!"
Sakumo flinched back but Kakashi continued to speak.
"I get it! I get it alright? Your sad and all you want to do is forget, but did you also forget about me as well?! Did you forget who I was, Father?!"
Sakumo's eyes widened suddenly feeling more sober, the haze in his eyes clearing.
"I'm weak! I know that! I'm useless! I know that! But I just can't take hearing this from you every single day! I-I-"
He wouldn't know this until later but...the last three words he would utter on that day...
He would regret it for the rest of his life.
"I hate you!"
And that day, with only the night as a witness, the sky cried at the sight while the thunder clapped.
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Yeah..... sorry for not updating.....for what? Two months?
I was planning on doing a chapter over winter break but ended up getting stuck with four projects due after the break........and then I had to get surgery.😅
I actually started writing a draft for this chapter on January 26 but never ended up finishing the draft.
*silently banging my head against the wall*
Dang....this year flew by way too fast for me.
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A Mask with Another Mask |Naruto Fanfic| REWRITE
FanfictionKakashi's Father lives on until Kakashi is placed on a team. He suffers abuse from both his drunken father and angry villager. Worst of all, Kakashi has a secret he must keep.... and if he doesn't....it might just ruin his entire life.