Life like Shattered Glass
By GooeyGummiBears
"And our futures are splitting us apart as we speak.
We'll get to that when it comes around,
None of that really matters now because you're here with me."
-So High by The Follow Through
Chapter 1: So High
"Kakashi-san, I would've died without you. And, to tell the truth, I'm not sure what I'd do if I ever lost you…" Sasuke breathed in the sweet sent of his elder as he pressed small lips against the man's. So warm, he thought, practically melting into the kiss. It was an irresistibly tender feeling to be kissed by the man of his dreams – to let him explore his mouth the way no one else ever had, or could. He'd never felt anything like it in the 15 years he'd been alive. Nothing could compare to Kakashi's warm, soft lips pressed against his – or even just being with the man. Like a fairytale, it was all too unreal. Practically everyday the boy had to convince himself that the past year dating the gray haired man was more than just an amazing dream.
Kakashi's fingers gently intertwined with his lover's as he kissed back with burning passion. Sasuke's heart began to race and then ache; in need of more of the older man's attention. Every time the man so much as touched him, electricity shot through his body, leaving a fire-like trail of tingles that he just couldn't resist. Though the man surely could never understand what he did to the boy, he always left him despite for more. However, the level of passion that emanated from Kakashi's lips that night was a million a million times stronger than ever before. Sasuke could hardly contain all the emotions that raged inside him. He wanted to moan, have Kakashi kiss him all night, and maybe even feel the man inside him. But one emotion kept the rest at bay. For a reason he couldn't understand, he was racked with fear. Fear that Kakashi's passion was hiding something.
With a single hand running through and tangling Sasuke's duck hair, the man deepened the kiss – invading the boy's mouth with his slick, wet tongue. Pushing hard against him, Sasuke began to fall slowly back onto his bed. With a soft moan, he fell lightly against the heaven-soft sheets.
Kakashi hovered over him, drinking in the sight of the frail boy's flushed cheeks. The lamp flickered off his pale skin, making the contrast between his blush and the rest of his delicate skin increasingly noticeable. He was beautiful as always. No matter what kind of lighting Kakashi put him in, he never ceased to be amazed by the kid's beauty. Hell, he'd be gorgeous in a pitch black room. He smirked as the thought brought forth desires he wished he didn't have to hold back. Despite the fact that they were already alone in the room together – lights dimmed, the boy under him on the teasingly-soft bed – he had to hold back. Even though he knew they both wanted it, now was not the time. He wanted his first time with the young Uchiha to be the best night of his life. Which meant it couldn't possibly be that night…
Because, in the morning he'd be gone, leaving nothing but memories in his wake. God only knew when – if – he'd see the boy again.
Yet, as much as he willed it and hoped that it would freeze completely, time continued to tick on. There was absolutely nothing he could do to change that. The clock bore a constant reminder that it was already half-past ten. He had, at the most, seven hours left. Kissing down the blissfully ignorant child's neck, something in Kakashi's chest tightened to the point where he could hardly breathe.
I should tell him, the man thought as he glanced at his lover. The boy was already dozing off, half on the border of dreaming. No, Kakashi corrected himself. I should've told him. It's too late now. The last thing he wanted to do was rob the boy of possibly the last peaceful night's sleep he'd get in a very long time.
With a surrendering sigh, Kakashi lied next to Sasuke, stroking the flawless skin of his cheek.
"I promise you won't ever lose me, Sasuke-kun," he whispered in jet black hair before he kissed the told of his head.
As if the boy heard though his sleeping state, the raven haired boy curled into Kakashi's side, a smile cemented onto his face.
The light of dawn shone though the windows onto Sasuke's face, willing his eyes to open. Slowly and reluctantly, he obeyed.
"Ka-san," he whined, his voice groggy from sleep. "Can you close the curtains? I want to sleep just a bit longer." He rolled over, sighing as he pulled the blanket over his head. Why does he have to be such a morning person? When the grey haired man didn't respond, he popped his head out of the covers. One eye cracked open and he scanned his surroundings.
Kakashi was no where in sight.
The boy sat up against the wooden head board and yawned audibly. I wonder where he's gone off to so early in the morning, he thought to himself as he began to get up and dressed.
Stepping into his raggedy, old converse, he began to leave, but something caught his eye. On the nightstand was a neatly folded paper with the boy's name written in bold letters.
Dear Sasuke,
This is not a goodbye, this is a "see you later". I'm sorry I couldn't bring myself to tell you in person. I know that I really should've a long time ago. Please forgive me for being foolish, thinking this day might not come, but here it is. Just know that if I had a choice, it wouldn't be like this and I'll live for the day we get to be together again.
With love, yours truly, Kakashi
Sasuke stared blankly at the paper, not quite sure what to make of it. A puzzled look settled over his face. What did it even mean? Was Ka-san alright? Or was this supposed to be some kind of joke – because in no way was it funny… But it didn't seem like the kind of jokes he was used to the older man playing on him…Suddenly, a wave of panic washed over him.
Without a sound, Sasuke dropped the note and was gone be fore it hit the ground.
Naruto was mindlessly toying with his ramen, pushing from side to side as steam rose to his face, when Sasuke found him. Thankfully, the blonde spent ninety percent of his time at the ramen bar, so Sasuke hadn't been looking long.
"Oi, want do you want?" Naruto asked, not looking up. The energy that he was usually bursting with was gone without a trace left behind.
The boy with duck hair sat next to his friend. Clutching the fabric of his shorts, he whispered, "I woke up this morning and Ka-san wasn't there… I think he might be…gone." The words just barely slipped past his trembling lips.
"Yeah. Why are you so surprised? Didn't Kakashi tell you?" Naruto asked, completely monotone and interested.
"What do you mean? Tell me what?" the young Uchiha questioned.
"The Hokage sent the top shinobi to the other side of the country… Some kind of mission…" he whispered, bringing ramen to his lips, then quick setting it back into his bowl as if the smell made him want to vomit. Some one else might not have noticed, but it was painfully evident to Sasuke that Naruto was quivering slightly. He continued as he pushed his bowl away, "Iruka-sensei, Pervy Sage, Kakashi…," he trailed off. Burying his face into his elbow he whined, on the verge of tears, "I can't believe they're gone."
"But… Why? …When will they be back?" Sasuke breathed, unable to wrap his mind around the concept.
An ironic laugh escaped the blonde, "God knows…"
Sasuke clenched his teeth as he saw his friends shoulders begin to shake violently. Seeing someone as strong and optimistic as Naruto cry finally broke him. A single tear ran down Sasuke Uchiha's porcelain skin as the realization struck him like a million kunai blades to his heart. Kakashi was gone…possibly forever.
To be continued…
Hello everyone. Thanks for reading the story so far. Hope you liked it. I wanted to worn everyone that this story is going to be pretty sad. Whether the ending is going to be happy or not, I'm not sure, but the middle definitely won't be. However I hope you continue reading and I'd like to hear what you think of it. Every review is extremely appreciated. Hope to see you in the next chapter.
