Kakashi was standing at the old bridge that he used to come to with Obito, Rin, and Sensei. He swore that he would never come back after Obito had passed away. This was Obito's place; he had been the one to first suggest that they meet there. This was where Rin wanted to be after Obito's funeral. He had offered to take her home with him that night, telling her she shouldn't be alone in an attempt that he wouldn't have to confess that he was the one who needed the company and comfort. She told him no, she wanted to be with Obito. Hearing that statement was odd at first, but after watching her sit down at the bridge, dangling her bare feet over the water as she laid her head down on the red panel, watching the sun with the most venerable and saddest eyes he'd ever seen her use, set gently in front of her, he began to understand. She said that that day officially marked the end of Obito Uchiha, protector of them all.

He said he'd never come back here again after that day, and after hearing her say those words. Rin was annoyingly optimistic, and hearing his only sunshine in the past few years say something like that changed him. He closed his eyes tight to hold back the tears that had threatened to fall after he remembered what had happened to that idiot, his best friend, and why. He cursed when he felt the warm fluid drain into the bandage covering his still healing left eye. He'd made it bleed again. It was almost as if the eye wanted him to cry, because every time he refused to do so it'd bleed and he'd spend a couple days in the hospital to prevent a serious infection.

These days were the roughest he'd been through since his father died. All he wanted was an escape, and right now he was standing at the spot. Obito's spot, the spot in the middle of Obito's life, his equilibrium- it was the last place Kakashi needed to be. He needed to find Rin, he needed to check on her and make sure she was okay, he hadn't seen her all day. She refused to talk to him, she refused to acknowledge "Kakashi" as even a word anymore. That was fine, because she wasn't going to get rid of him that easily. She'd have to kill him first, because he damn sure wasn't going to let her be in any danger. He'd take care of his eye later, all it was was a torn stitch.

He'd found her downtown at the flower shop, standing outside and looking at the flowers. She didn't seem to notice him standing there until he intentionally cleared his throat out of impatience and pain. She turned around and gave him a small smile, giving him a sad look in her chocolate brown eyes.

"Oh, hey Kakashi." Her body language changed suddenly as she noticed his injury. "Are you bleeding again?" She asked him softly, gently applying pressure to each end of the beginning and ending of the suetcher holding his eye together to determine where the torn stitch was.

"Yeah, the muscle around it keeps tightening. I need some more painkillers."

"Kakashi, you refilled those last month, how could you have blown through them already?"

"It hurts Rin, a lot."

"Killing yourself with painkillers isn't going to help-

"I'm not gonna kill myself." He interrupted.

"On purpose."

He grunted in pain and grimaced as she hit the torn stitch, pressing the bandages into the severely sensitive retina muscle tissue and causing a very sharp sting. As he exhaled slowly to relieve some of the pressure, he heard her mumble something, but he wasn't sure what.

"Congratulations. It's a muscle tear, you need to go get it all re-stitched again." She told him sarcastically, taking her hands away from his face when he caught her wrist.

"Come with me."

"I don't think so."

"Please Rin, I miss you."

"Damn it Kakashi, I said no!"

"Why?" He demanded firmly and fiercely, gripping her arm tighter and bringer her closer to his own body. His revealed eye had a scary look to it. It had a look of guilt- Kakashi never showed remorse for anything, at least not to her. It scared the hell out of her.

"Why not?" He asked again.

She jerked her arm out of his grip and stepped back from him. He wasn't doing so well since she had last seen him, which was only a few days ago. It was evident that what had happened to their team was finally taking it's toll on Kakashi. When she had cried like a baby he just stood and held her, not a single tear had fallen from his eyes. Kakashi was in a lot of ways a better shinobi than she would ever be. He had far more tighter reign on his emotions than she did. He was a much better survivor than she was.

"I can't be around you right now." She told him softly.

"Walk with me to the hospital, we don't have to talk."

She started to talk and then saw a desperate look in his eye, and naturally she folded like she always did.

"Okay."