154Chapter 43
DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Naruto or any of it's characters. Kishimoto Masashi does. I do not make any type of profit from writing this fanfiction. This is strictly for my and my readers' pleasure. The Japanese language used in this fanfiction is translated by Google.
CLAIMER: I OWN Yami Uchiha. Do NOT steal.
RATED: R and is subject to change.
WARNING: This is going to be an YAOI/MALE+MALE story.
BETA READER: None; so there will be errors that I miss.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: The scenarios involved in this fanfiction are fictional. The main character may also strike readers as a Mary Sue/Gary Stue. If this fact bothers you, turn back now. Construction criticism is welcomed. No flames. I also have this story posted on my Mibba account titled Kumo no Su De.
"Speaking"
'Thinking'
Hand Signing
~oOo~STORY START~oOo~
Reaching the room Jiraiya was renting in the town for the night, Kakashi stepped inside and immediately spotted the occupied futon. Nothing but silence filled the room and if it was not for the occasional quiver from the covered mass, Kakashi would have thought Yami was asleep. The silver haired Jonin did not hesitate to close the distance between him and the futon, kneeling down at the head of the bedding. Without so much as a warning to Yami, Kakashi reached down and grabbed hold of the thick cover before tugging the cover away from the ravenette's head.
Yami's eyes were shut tight and his replaced bandages kept his frown from being visible. One could agree that the tear treks that marred the Uchiha's cheeks did nothing to hide his anguish. Pale fingers clenched tightly to the front of Yami's torn hanten at the feel of air meeting his exposed head. At the brush of fingers through his hair, dark pools of midnight blinked open to see the blurred image of Kakashi hovering over him. The younger of the two immediately hid their face from the other, one hand loosening its hold of the black material of the hanten to sign.
Sasuke hates me now.
Kakashi frowned at Yami's words. He knew just how much Yami adored his cousins and for whatever Sasuke had said to Yami…it broke the older ravenette's heart. Leaning down, Kakashi pressed his cheek against Yami's damp one, his mouth near the other's ear.
"He doesn't hate you. If anything, he regrets saying such things to you and Itachi. I told him the reason behind you keeping the knowledge about Itachi and the massacre from him. He was on his way up here to apologize, but Itachi had overheard Sasuke and now the others are out getting dinner," Kakashi spoke in a whisper, his fingers lacing with Yami's in the process.
Yami let out a shaky sigh of relief, the sound catching Kakashi's attention as the ravenette's usual sighs are soundless. Charcoal met midnight. Seeing the unspoken question reflecting in Kakashi's visible orb, Yami answered the silver haired man.
"Sakura healed my damaged voice box," Yami explained.
A chuckle left Kakashi's masked lips, his eye closing with a smile.
"She keeps on surprising me," Kakashi voiced lowly.
Yami nodded.
"Aa, she's like a sponge when it comes to Medical Ninjutsu," Yami agreed with a nod.
Still bent over, Kakashi moved one of his hands to cup Yami's face, his thumb brushing away the drying tears.
"I hate seeing you upset," Kakashi murmured, a frown in his voice.
Yami covered the hand cupping his cheek.
"I thought I lost him. He was so angry at me, Kashi," Yami admitted.
Kakashi froze, his brain only picking up one word out of Yami's statement.
"I haven't heard you call me that since the day you left on your last mission for ANBU," The silver haired man's voice wavered slightly, his heart rate increasing from the nickname thought lost. "Why…did you not come back?"
The question, Yami knew, was aimed towards him not coming back to Konoha as soon as he healed from Orochimaru's fatal attack on ANBU Team Kumo. Pushing Kakashi's hands away, Yami sat up, his head turning to glance at the dusk-filled sky.
"Why did you not come back to me?"
It was asked in a whisper, so low that Yami would have missed it if he was not expecting it.
"When Obito died, I was able to comfort you on account that I lost him as well. He was as close to me as having a brother…although he acted like a young fool most of the time. Then you lost Rin and your sensei, the Yondaime. These two major losses affected you to the point where you used ANBU missions recklessly. No matter what I did or said, I knew that I could not relate to your pain," Yami spoke quietly while continuing to stare at the orange and pink sky.
"I was happy when you showed up the morning of my team's mission…telling me 'Thank you' for my persistent annoyance and for my ability to literally knock some sense into you. After I had woken up a week later and learning of the massacre…I finally understood the pain you must to have experience when losing your entire team…your entire family.
Something died in me that day. The old couple that nursed me back to health bore witness to that. They made me swear to them that after I left, that I would not end my life. Instead, they wished for me to travel the lands in search of the one thing that had died within me. It was four years later when an injured ninken stumbled upon me in Kusa no Kuni (Land of Grass) brought back the swell of hope within me. If I had known that two of my most precious people were alive…one being forced to commit genocide because the other's life was threatened…Tsk! I should have killed Danzo when I had the chance."
The last sentence was bitten off with anger, Yami's hands forming fists on his lap. His midnight orbs were glaring at the scenery and only when Kakashi spoke did the ravenette break his gaze.
"You're…you're blaming yourself for the massacre. You not returning to Konoha was an act of punishing yourself. If Hokage-sama knew that you were alive, he would have branded you as a missing nin. Would you have allowed the Hunters kill you?" Kakashi asked weakly. "Yami, answer me!"
Yami's blank stare was enough to confirm Kakashi's horrified belief. Fingerless glove-clad hands grabbed hold of the torn black material of Yami's hanten and gave the ravenette a jarring shake.
"Don't you dare, Yami! Don't you DARE look at me with such an expression," Kakashi shouted, giving the Uchiha another shake. "Don't you….dare."
Kakashi's shoulders slumped and he let his head fall to where his forehead pressed against the ravenette's chest. The silver haired man's fingers tightened their grip.
~oOo~
Jiraiya lead the three genin and the nuke-nin (missing nin [or was it ex-nuke-nin now?]) out of the restaurant with their take-away bentos so that they could all eat in the motel room with Yami and Kakashi. Each of the genin were currently munching on a free sample of dango the restaurant owner was trying out. Itachi had, surprisingly to those who did not know him, practically inhaled his free sample of the sweet food before they had even left the building. Making their way up the motel stairs, the group of five paused outside the room door at the sound of speaking.
"…not returing to Konoha was an act of punishing yourself. If Hokage-sama knew that you were alive…"
It was Kakashi who was speaking, the man's words growing louder with each passing syllable.
"…answer me!"
Everyone had tensed up at Kakashi's words. The atmosphere coming from the room was the complete opposite of what they expected to come back to.
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"Don't you dare, Yami! Don't you DARE look at me with such an expression!"
Team Seven flinched at the sound of their silver haired sensei shouting until his voice strained.
"Don't you…dare."
They heard the pain echoing from those three words. Exchanging looks full of concern, the genin of Team Seven went to open the door and go inside, but were quickly pushed back towards the stairs by Itachi and Jiraiya. Their mouths opened in protest, but their words were halted when they were forced to walk down the stairs or risk taking a tumble.
"What's the big idea?" Naruto asked once the five of them were standing in the motel lobby.
Jiraiya scratched the back of his head, pretty sure about what was going on in the motel room concerning Kakashi and Yami. It worried him slightly to hear how worked up Kakashi was as he had never been witness to any such moment before. Not even when the gaki lost the last of his family during the Kyubi attack.
"It seems Yami-Itoko and Hatake-san need to sort some things out. We'll give them the privacy they deserve and eat elsewhere." Itachi voiced calmly, his murky black eyes flickering over to the stairs for a second.
"Nii-san…"
Sakura placed her free hand on the youngest Uchiha's, cutting his question off. The understanding in her emerald orbs confused Sasuke, until he remembered how crushed Kakashi had looked in the hospital when Yami was critically wounded. He thought about his sensei's angry reaction to Yami's possible indirect suicide attempt. Understanding Kakashi's angery, Sasuke remained quiet and left the motel with the others in search of a temporary place to eat and waste time.
A/N: Okay, everyone, I hope you all enjoyed reading this chapter. In the next chapter, there will be a lemon...but only if you want one. I am not sure how to do the polls, so comment whether or not you wish for the next chapter to contain a lemon between Kakashi and Yami. I will say that the lemon will not be detailed in a sense of being explicit content. It will be hard to miss though and I will have warnings up to signal the start and end of the lemon. BUT! ONLY IF YOU COMMENT WHETHER OR NOT YOU WISH THERE TO BE ONE!
~Reena