Titel: Hands
Fandom: Naruto
Characters: Kakashi Hatake
Warning: MAJOR SPOILER! Don't read if you're not up with the japanese version of the manga.
Disclaimer: Not mine, it all belongs to Kishimoto. I'm just playing with it.
Author's Note: This is the first fic I have ever wirtten in English. It is not my first language and if you find any mistakes, I would be grateful, if you can tell me.
Challenge: fanfic50, on livejournal
Link: For some reason ff-net does not want me to put in the link to my writing journal. So, if you are interested: it is called "twisted_pages" and can be found on livejournal.
Hands
So, sometimes his hands shake. Not frequently, but from time to time it happens that he is no longer able to hold them still. They shake and shake and he tries hard to regain his composure, but they just won't stop.
They shook for the first time, when he was still a little too young to be prepared for his father's suicide.
They shook, when he woke up one night, after Obito had died and slowly realized, that he had lost his best-friend.
They shook, when he wasn't able to protect Rin and with that broke the last promise he made to his other teammate.
They shook, when he got informed that his teacher sacrificed his life to save Konoha.
They shook, when he carried Naruto home after his fight with Sasuke, still thinking that he could have changed everything, if he had just reached them in time.
They shook, when he saw Genma cry at the third Hokage's funeral and he knew, that his friend was crying because he lost Hayate.
They shook, when he saw Sakura's tearstained face after Chiyo's death and he did not know what to say.
They shook, when he pulled Kurenai in an embrace the evening she learned that Asuma will never come home again.
They shook, although he tried to be strong for Naruto and Tsunade, when they lost Jiraiya.
And now, his hands begin to shake again. They started the moment he decided to give his life away to save Chouji's.
As he is lying there on the ground, dust and blood still burning in his closed eyes and breathing has already gotten too hard, he is sure that he can still feel his hands shake, while everything slowly fades to darkness.
It seems that even the great Sharingan no Kakashi is not perfect at all and apparently not immortal.
Something he does not need to admit to his father, who was no longer dead but talking, while Kakashi walks over to him, his shaking hands deeply buried into his pockets.