*Wrote this in like 10 mins. I have my moments*
Being a shinobi was the only thing Kakashi has ever known. Ever since he was a child he was training to be a shinobi. To kill without a second thought. Effortlessly.
It was as easy as breathing air. But seeing Obito alive and well made him have to face an issue he never truly got past. Something he never actually buried deep enough. As an ANBU, Kakashi was trained to drown his emotions, and follow orders. Become a killing machine to be used by Konoha.
Here was Obito a product of that same system Kakashi came from. Kakashi thought Obito had died. Mourned his loss then pushed it deep down. Drowning it with the blood of his enemies.
"Kakashi..." No he couldn't do this. This was Obito. His voice was older, but it was the same Obito. Half of his face was scared because of his injury 4 years ago. Obito was still a child. Both of them still children really. But their eyes were aged beyond their years due to what they have seen and what they've endured.
"Obito no way. You died...I go to your grave everyday. Obito how did you survive?" Questions burning in his mind and a voice in the back of his mind telling him this wasn't real. He had to listen to the voice. If he chose to believe this and it wasn't real, he would break once again. Konoha didn't value broken tools. His father would be a prime example.
"It's a long story..." Obito laughed nervously. Kakashi flinched. It wasn't funny. None of this was funny. "But that doesn't matter right now. I want to save you."
"Save me? I don't need saving." He said with a hint of sarcasm. Maybe a bit of his old self was peeking out.
"Yeah you do. Kakashi you need to leave this village. They don't give a shit about you. If you die on a mission you won't be mourned, you'll be forgotten, all the accomplishments will never be remembered you name will never be spoken again. You don't matter to them."
"That is the way of the shinobi. I am prepared to die on a mission every time I accept one." Kakashi answered robotically as if he was answering a superior. The hurt was evident in Obito's face.
"That's the thing Kakashi you aren't just prepared to die. You're eager. Don't you see what is happening to you? You're a shell. You carry out orders you do what you must. But you don't have any reason to live. How do you expect to go on like this?!" Obito's voice became passionate. Kakashi hasn't had anyone care about him in a long time. Or show this much emotion on his behalf. He was starting to think this was a dream. Maybe I have finally gone insane...
"Why are you here Obito? Why are you talking to me now? Where were you all this time? Why do you care? I haven't seen you in years."
"I care because I love you." Kakashi knew for sure this had to be a dream now. The Obito he knew was in love with Rin. He was always in love with Rin. Obito would never say that. Not to him. Kakashi knew his feelings that long ago would never be reciprocated.
"...I have seen how you've suffered. You're my eye to see the future remember? I wasn't expecting to live. Then Rin died...You collapsed. You have nightmares constantly. You don't sleep, you hardly eat. You follow orders like a machine. You aren't even a person anymore. I can't watch this. Let me help you. Kakashi you need someone to be there for you."
"I deserve it. I let you die. I let Rin die. Everything I touch dies. Minato-sensei and Kushina died...I deserve this. I should just die on a mission labelled as an unnamed shinobi. That is the death I deserve. I am a failure Obito."
"No Kakashi." Obito pulled Kakashi into a gentle embrace. It felt so real. Kakashi couldn't accept that it was. There was no way this was really him, and there was no way Obito would hug him so tightly. With so much warmth and affection. This was so real. He wanted to accept the hug fully to lean into the arms of the boy he loved. But could he accept the warmth of his embrace when he felt like it would only take a moment for this all to disappear? Obito's hands framed Kakashi's face. "You don't deserve that. You did the best you could. You need to keep living. Live for me because I care about you. You'll have people who will need you one day too." How could Obito say that with such certainty?
"I don't know how to keep on living in a world without you in it." Kakashi said softly. It was barely audible.
"What do you mean Kakashi? Can't you see? I'm right here..." Obito's voice faded away.
Kakashi awoke in his bed. His thin mattress on the floor. Immediately the pang of his loss hit again. Kakashi felt his masked face even when he slept he had it on, he felt tear streaks had lined his face and he had cried in his sleep.
"Obito..." Kakashi said aloud to no one. His voice subtly echoing from the walls of his minimalist empty apartment. He was alone. Kakashi was always and would forever be alone.
Kakashi didn't go to sleep that night. He didn't cry either. He sat in silence, waiting for the daylight to peer through the windows, then he changed into his ANBU uniform and put on his mask once again. Another day of pretending he was okay awaits.
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How was this oneshot? It was more on the sad side.
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