A Mask with Another Mask |Naruto Fanfic| REWRITE

Chapter 6

"Hey Kakashi, is the food done yet?" Obito peered over the other boy's shoulders, looking at the fish that he was currently cooking.

Kakashi sighed, disgruntled, "No, so go sit back down."

Obito pouted but complied, going back to the dining room to wait. A few minutes later, however, he was back again.

"Is it done now?"

Kakashi eye brow twitched, "No it's not! Go sit down and wait!"

And for a few minutes the impatient boy did wait. But just as Kakashi finally thought he was going to get some peace and quiet—

"Hey Kakashi—"

The silver haired boy whirled around, wielding the spatula like a weapon, "For the last time, NO! Now go sit down and wait!"

Grumbling, the boy made his way back to his seat, shoulders slumped in defeat. And Kakashi, with his heightened sense of hearing, could have sworn he heard him mumble something under his breath that sounded suspiciously like 'whatever mom.' But he's just going to play it off as nothing more than his ears playing tricks on him because that was not a thought he wanted to think about. He shudders.

When he finished cooking, he gently set the bowls of miso soup, rice, and fish onto a tray. Carefully balancing it in his hands, he carried it to over the dining room table where Obito sat, eagerly awaiting his dinner. The instant Kakashi placed the plates down, Obito was on it like a starving dog. Sitting himself down opposite of Obito, Kakashi glared at his teammate and his unseemly table manners, before turning his attention to his own supper.

Obito continued to wolfing down his food, but just as he was going in for another mouthful of rice, a realization struck him. Stopping abruptly, his hand that was holding his chopsticks froze in place. They were eating. And eating meant using your mouth. And your mouth was apart of you lower face.....

The part of the face Kakashi refused to show.

Obito gulped. This was his chance! And ever so slowly, he lifted his eyes to look at his companion, hands quivering in anticipation. Only to find.....

Was Kakashi chewing?

Confused, he lowered his gaze to the plates and bowls set infront of his teammate..... to find that it was completely empty!? Obito's gaze flickered from Kakashi's masked mouth munching away, to the empty dishes, mouth hanging open, gawking. How!? Just how!? It's only been, like, 2 minutes since he sat down. How could he have finished his meal already!?

Swallowing, Kakashi looked at him curiously, a mischievous glint in his eyes, "You'd better close your mouth before you catch a fly."

Obito's mouth clicked shut, grumbling in embarrassment, he turned his attention back to his meal. He continued to eat, albeit in a calmer manner than before, sulking. Rolling his eyes, Kakashi began to collect his dishes. He was just about to stand up when his teammate began to speak, "Hey, Kakashi?"

"Yeah," Kakashi replied with a sigh.

Obito paused, as if in thought, before finally responding, "Why were you passed out in the rain?"

Kakashi froze. Seeing this Obito panicked, waving his his hands in front of him frantically, "I-I mean, you don't have to tell me. I-I'm just, w-well...." Obito looked away sheepishly, the tip of his ears turning red in embarrassment, "I-I'm just.... kind of worried, y-you know...?"

Kakashi bit his lip, his gaze lowering to his lap, hands clenching onto the fabric of his sweatpants. Should he tell him? Was that the right thing to do? But there's no reason to. There's nothing to gain from this and Kakashi doesn't think he's ready to be so vulnerable. To let down the walls in which he spent years building up. No, no he can't do it.