Meaningless
By: Song
Summary: If Minato knew how to make sense of suicide to a six year old- he would.
Kakashi needed his sensei. He was so distressed he didn't even contemplate using the transportation jutsu he had only perfected a fortnight ago.
He just ran.
His face must've been whiter than his hair with the look Minato gave him. He was into the man's arms hugging him tightly while tears soaked into his vest.
It must have surprised him- for he did not react immediately. Kakashi was not an open person and disliked physical contact.
"Kaka-chan?" Minato's voice held an edge of worry.
"Tou-san's dead." He chocked between sobs.
Strong arms held him tight.
"Why sensei? Why?"
A hand gently combed through his windswept mop while the other rubbed comforting circles on his small back.
"Why? Why do I mean so little to him sensei? Wasn't I enough to keep living for? Was I not good enough for him?"
"Oh, Kakashi..." Minato trailed off, for he too was crying.
"Why...!"
Fin