Title: Need
Rating: T
Pairing: Yamato/Guy, Yamato/Kakashi, hints of Kakashi/Guy & Yamato/Kakashi/Guy
Note: written for the one sentence meme naruto_meme, twelve sentences, all featuring the prompt, Need.
It's pure need that drives him into Guy's arms – Guy's of all people on the onenight Guy doesn't spend hanging over the railing – need and alcohol and self-pity because Kakashi sent him away on the ship, a sign of his senpai's trust, and he craves those, but also just another reminder of the nature of their relationship – professional and nothing more, never more.
"Don't tell Kakashi," the two, still sweaty, smelling of sex, say in unison, then avoid each other's eyes, both suddenly feeling the need to be elsewhere.
Needless to say, things don't end there; he keeps coming back for more; Guy keeps letting him in; they keep pressing against each other, never quite hard enough to fill the Kakashi-shaped space between them.
There is a tiny thrill in the thought that they're sneaking around behind Kakashi's back, as ridiculous as it is – even with Kakashi miles and miles away, with the war looming, he still can't suppress the need to best Kakashi somehow, can't help feeling like he's taking something that rightfully belongs to Kakashi and making it his.
The thought that Guy feels the exact same way about him is even more satisfying than the sex itself; he needsthe atmosphere, the dirty fantasy of Kakashi walking in on them, of the sight of them together breaking his heart.
When he wakes up in the hospital, the war over, Guy's death just a side note in the need-to-know information dump, he feels… for the first time, he feels not mere lack- lack of parents, lack of friends, lack of Kakashi—but loss.
It turns out that to get together with Kakashi all he ever needed to do was ask.
Kakashi, though, is a broken man now, a needy man, who clings to him at night, who says the names of the dead in his sleep, who won't really love him as long as he is alive.
This need, this need for the dead, for the past, for everything that's gone, permeates their sleep, their waking hours, most of all the sex.
It gets to the point where he feels it too, where he feels like a ghost, like Kakashi's hands slip right through him, longing to touch something else, needing to touch someone else, and he finds himself missing Guy and, at the same time, hating him and his never fading presence, the reality of his absence.
Sometimes, feverishly, he thinks of making a wood clone and transforming him into Guy, until he realizes that, no, Guy alone would not be enough, he'd have to make clones of all of them, Rin and Obito, too – both versions of him, good and evil– to give Kakashi's need a physical form, and having them walk around the small apartment, stand in every corner, sit in every chair, lie in their bed between them, every second of every minute of every hour of every day.
The one time he visits the memorial and looks at Guy's name and allows himself to remember Guy – so alive and obnoxiously energetic, stupid but not half as stupid as you thought he was – and touches the carved characters, the one, maybe two times he does that, he also says, "You win" because he knows Guy practically lived to hear that, certainly loved to hear it, that's why he has to say it; it's the least he can do, and he may hate to admit it, but it's also the truth.