Title: Life Goes On

Author: nikki (nikkichan0829@yahoo.com)

Chapter: 0/?

Chapter Title: Honoring the Dead

Genre: Romance

Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer: Don't own Naruto. Enough said. The title was from the song, "Life Goes On" by Leanne Rhymes (is that the right spelling?).

Warning: YAOI. Character deaths. OOCness?

Author's notes: This is my first attempt at an Kakashi/Itachi fic. It's weird that I've been doing these fics with odd pairings lately. (I am so screwed.) Dunno what's gotten into me. I just hope you guys will like this.

Erm... dunno about the real deal about Obito. Dunno when and how he died either. I'm making a lot of things up but hey, it's fiction!^^

Hmm... Couldn't think of a better title so I got stuck with the current title for the fic. Dunno if I should change it. It just seemed to fit anyway.

~Prologue: Honoring the Dead~

It was a sad day. The wind blew coldly against the night sky. The full moon casted its eerie glow. The clearing was quiet.

Kakashi stared down at a particular name. "Obito..."

He had held the man dear to his heart. Obito was his best friend and also the one he loved. For him to die young because of Kakashi's own foolishness was not something the gray-haired jounin could easily accept.

Maybe it would be better if he was the one who died instead.

He was drowning in his own thoughts when a young voice spoke to him from behind.

"I don't think that staring at the monument like that will ever bring him back. He wouldn't have wanted you to be sad and he wouldn't have wanted you to pine away for him in sorrow either. It's such a waste of your own life."

Kakashi looked behind him with his right eye. It was Uchiha Itachi. The boy was young for a Chuunin but he was the prodigy of the Uchiha Clan, the pride of his family. The boy was only eleven years old.

He was aloof. He had no one he could call friends. He was cold even to his own family except for his younger brother, Sasuke, who looked up to him.

Itachi didn't look at Kakashi but rather he was looking down and to the side. It was as if he was a bit uncomfortable with what he had just said. Kakashi couldn't blame him. The boy rarely spoke words of comfort to anyone. Even if he did, most of the time, they sounded too fake to the jounin's ears. It was as if the boy felt nothing.

But this time was different. The fact that he was uncomfortable about it proved just how much he had meant his words. There was always a first for everything. Kakashi just hadn't expected it to be now.

"Why...?" Kakashi stuttered, too stunned to say anything else.

Itachi glanced up at him then looked away. "You seemed like you needed it. Besides, if I was in his shoes, I wouldn't have wanted you to feel that way either. I would've wanted you to live on for me and be happy. It would've been the best way to honor those who have sacrificed their lives so that we live." Then he looked Kakashi straight in the eye. "Don't let his life go to waste."

Kakashi stared at the eleven-year old for a moment before his right eye softened and a small smile graced his lips. He touched the bandages on his left eye and said, "Maybe you're right. Thank you, Itachi."

"Aa." The boy's lips quirked into a slight smile. "You're welcome."

~~~~~

~TBC~

Author's notes: Itachi was very talkative in this chapter ne? Pretty OOC of him... *clutches as hair* I am so screwed. I've never done this pairing before. Actually, this only popped into my mind after I read SpencerBlaze's Itachi/Iruka fic. *waves to said author* Thank you for giving me the idea!^^

This chapter is awfully short. (Not to mention that it was done in thirty minutes... Erg... It took me too long just to type the entire thing out...) I'm just testing first if this pairing would work. This might turn out AU if the evil plot bunnies keep cramming ideas into my overworked brain. *hears the sound of alarm bells ringing* That's my brain cell powerplant. It's warning me of the nuclear meltdown... Need sleep...

Please review. Flamer's can go to hell and kiss Zabuza's ass.

Started: October 21, 2003

Ended: October 21, 2003