Disclaimer: Not mine but a girl can wish.
Warning; may cause confusion, hatred of author and temporary insanity.
As long as you do not have these symptoms… I'm doing my job wrong.
Oh and this has slight Slash but it could be read as a father/son fic.
I watch him for a minute, two, ten as he stands at the stone step and stares at one of the names with unseeing eyes.
Everyone wonders what those eyes are seeing, what that mind is replaying. So much has happened a battle won, drawn, lost, a war waged so long ago that most have forgotten, comrades slain to long gone foe's. So much has happened yet he still lives on.
Some empathize.
Some wonder what it would take to make him remove that mask. To show the world what he has fought so hard to hide. To reveal a part of himself that he fights so hard to smother. To admit everyone how much the past has scared him.
Few sympathize.
Few wonder what makes him return each day to stand for hours despite the rain or wether. Recounting a fight that he could never win. against an enemy he should never have had to fight. Recounting watching blood flow that should never have been spilt.
No one tries to stop him.
None wonder what excuse will work this time and what they will accept today for being late. I'll stand here till he nods his head. I'll wait till he strides to this spot where I always stand.
I understand.
"I'm ready to go now Kakashi."
I don't wonder because I know. I know what it would take to remove that mask of indifference, understanding. I know why he returns, to remember you and regret what he lost. I know what they'll accept for being late, nothing because it's years to late.
He's so much like me Naruto and I didn't see it till it was to late. But I'm making this promise now Naruto, savour of konoha, I will make sure he doesn't get lost in the past.
I will give him something to keep him here because if I had given it to him before then maybe you would still be alive today.
I will give my love to susuke and hope that its enough.
