A/N: This is somewhat . . . brutal. ObitoxKakashi hintings, if you wanna see it that way.
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"You knew my cousin, didn't you?"
Sasuke says this conversationally, rolling up his sleeves and shaking his hair back. Blood rolls out of it in fat drops and they catch the pale skin around his collarbones.
On the ground, Kakashi flinches, says nothing. The thought that's my blood surfaces vaguely. He can feel the chakra ropes melting through his vest and the thinner fabric of his shirt.
At the silence, Sasuke laughs. "I never had the chance to meet Obito, but I did meet his parents." Using a foot, he rolls Kakashi onto his back and looks down at his old sensei. The ever-present mask has been ripped off. He looks just like the pictures of Sakumo Hatake, White Fang of Konoha, that Sasuke has seen in records. "My aunt and uncle were the saddest people I've ever seen. They loved Obito so much." He smiles, and steps back to take a stance. Inside the cage of his curled fingers, chakra crackles to life. "But I guess you can relate, huh?"
Kakashi just closes his eyes. Sasuke pulls his fist back, chidori snapping, and slams it down