Just Pure Pain (A Kakashi Hatake Fanfiction)

Chapter One

So this is chapter one of the actual story. A LOT of this story is going to have NON-CANON things in it. Apologies if it is a bit short, I'm just setting the scene and intro stuff like that. Tsunade is STILL HOKAGE. So here's the story, and I hope you enjoy it. (btw this story is in first person pov)

I want to die. No one would ever notice. If I just left the world, no one in the village would even notice.

I, Kakashi Hatake, was probably the most depressed person in all of the shinobi world. No, don't even argue with me.

The picture, of my students... they looked so happy, happy to be alive. Now they were six feet under, and their names were written in the stone, the stone he dreaded the most.

I looked in the mirror, and saw the horrible mess on my body. I had red puffy eyes, scars on my wrists, messy hair, and wrinkled clothes.

It didn't matter, I'm going to die.

Knock! Knock!

"Who's there."

"It's Shizune."

"Why are you here?"

"Lady Tsunade wants to see you."

"Alright." I sighed.

Lady Tsunade, she was the probably the only one who checked up on often. Even though she did, it was still rarely.

Everytime I went there though, she got angry at me for treating myself so horribly. Last time she had found out I had been cutting my wrists with kunai. She had Anbu take all the kunai and shuriken I had.

Tsunade felt pain too, I could see it in her, they didn't die that long ago. I remembered every single detail of their deaths too, Sakura's was first- NO. I would not bring up their deaths, it brought me tears every time it hurt, more than getting blasted by chidori.

I snapped out of my thoughts as I splashed my face with water.

I exited my appartement, and walked with my hands in my pockets looking down.

I entered Lady Tsunade's office with two knocks.

"Kakashi, how are you?" Tsunade asked.

"Fine."

"That is a lie."

"How would you know?"

"I sent ANBU to spy on you. You were screaming in pain, and crying. You can talk to me."

I just sighed, she actually sent people to spy on me...

"Tsunade, shouldn't you be focused on other things? You should've used the ANBU for a better use. After that battle we lost so many leaf shinobi."

"Kakashi..." She spoke in a concerned tone he never heard from her, "You're depressed aren't you. It's been awhile, since they-"

I snapped, "DON'T TALK ABOUT THEM!! You have no right to talk about them, without feeling sad at all after they left us!"

Tsunade slammed her hands down on her desk. I looked up at her, and saw tears in her eyes. I had really poked her button by snapping like that.

"I'm just trying to help you Kakashi! Look at you! You're a mess! You look nothing like the Copy Ninja of the Leaf!"

"I don't want to be helped, I just want to be left alone."

With that, I walked out of the room.

"Hey Kakashi come back here!"

I went back into my apartment, and collapsed onto the floor crying. I didn't care if the entire shinobi world heard me, I cried my heart out.

Why did it have to be them? Why didn't the world take me...fate is so cruel. They had so much of their lives left in them...

I couldn't hold it anymore.

My mind plunged into the depths of my photographic sharingan memory. And I went right back, to the memory I dreaded the worst...

The day where everything went wrong...

The day that broke me forever...

The day that they left this world...

The day his beloved students died...

Sooo, how'd you think? Is it depressing enough, or not? I might end up rewriting a lot of these chapter when I get better at writing angst stuff. That's about it, so this is ur boi Scavenger signing off, and stay safe and healthy my fellow Shinobi lovers!