A/N: No, this is not the sequel to amnesia. I just really like Kakashi/Sasuke parentals (there are never enough out there!) so I thought I'd make another story. Many thanks to Gwenhyfer for the name of this story and the title of Amnesia's sequel!
'...' is thought.
"..." is speech.
Growing Up or Growing Together?
1
"So, why are you going again?" the fourteen-year-old raven-haired boy said as he stood in the doorway of his father's room.
"Just to visit some old friends." The white-haired man lied as he fixed the clasps on his full suitcase.
"Mmmhmm." His son answered. Kakashi winced inwardly. 'Most parents can sense when their kids lie to them, with us, it's the other way around. Lucky me.' Kakashi thought, wondering how on Earth his son became a human lie-detector. He loved Sasuke very much, but his uncanny abilities sometimes worried Kakashi.
Kakashi straightened, hearing the crack from his bones as he did so. "Your old man's not cut out for this anymore." He said to his son.
Sasuke chuckled quietly. "That's pretty sad, considering you're only twenty-eight."
Kakashi sighed dramatically as he picked up the heavy suitcase in one hand, placing the other atop Sasuke's dark head. "I know. The joys of being a father. Especially those games of the Claw." (1)
Sasuke raised his left eyebrow, giving Kakashi a familiar look that said 'I'm not going to say what I'm really thinking 'cause I'll get grounded and not be allowed to go to the party at Gaara's house while your away'. What he actually said was "Dad, we haven't played that since I was nine. And exactly how did that affect your back when you only use your hands?"
Kakashi faked a scowl. "Oh, don't be logical at this time in the morning Sasuke."(2)
"It's one in the afternoon."
"And you expect me to be awake and fully alert? Shame on you, child." A thoughtful look crossed his features. "Hang on. Why did we stop playing the Claw? That was fun."
"Dad! I'm too old for that now. Besides, we wouldn't want to injure your old joints anymore than we already have, do we?"
"... It's on."
(So that's how Sasuke found himself being chased around the apartment as his father attempted to play the Claw with him and said man only managed to get to the train station and on the train three minutes before it's departure. Which sucked considering it was the last one going to Kakashi's particular destination.)
Sasuke re-entered the apartment and sat down on the kitchen table. 'So... Dad said I could go anywhere I wanted and do whatever I wanted... as long as I didn't throw any parties.'
As if on cue, there was a knock on the door. Sasuke stood and looked through the peep hole. "Oh, crap..." he muttered. He was just considering ignoring it when the person knocked again.
He sighed, knowing full-well that this particular person wouldn't leave until he was in the apartment for at least four hours. Sasuke reluctantly opened the door.
"Hello, sir-ACK!" Before he could finish his greeting, he was swept of his feet by... his P.E. teacher.
"Sasuke, my boy! How lovely to see you! It is terrible that I only have you on Tuesday's and Wednesday's is it not?" Guy-sensei proclaimed.
Once Sasuke had released himself from the eccentric mans grasp, he said, "Yes, sir. It is terrible." He said a quick prayer in his head to thank God it was Friday and the last day of term, adding for God to please bless the wonderful people who sort out the timetables.
"So! Where is your father?" the bowl-cut man asked, attempting to hide the gleam in his eyes.
'...You so have the hots for him.' Sasuke thought. "He left about twenty minutes ago. Sorry. I guess that means you'll be going then." Sasuke opened the door and held it for his sensei, hoping the man would give up and go. No such luck.
"No, no! I don't mind waiting."
Sasuke groaned inwardly. He'd been afraid of that. "He'll be gone for two weeks, sir."
Guy looked devastated. "Oh! Where has he gone?!"
Sasuke hesitated, not sure if he should tell him where he had gone or lie and say he was in a totally different place. He wouldn't put it past the green-clad man to run all the way to the hotel Kakashi was staying in.
"Uh...he's in Kiri."(3) He decided honesty was his only option, really.
"Kiri?!"
Sasuke began to back away slowly. "Yes... Kiri."
"Why?!"
"I don't know! He just said he wanted to visit some old friends!"
Guy froze. Then he stood with his arms folded, a large frown on his face and a murderous gleam in his eye. Sasuke officially began to panic. This man may be a complete idiot, but when he went crazy... well, Sasuke didn't want to think about that time at the restaurant. That poor chef was never the same again.
"What friend...?"
'Oh, God! He's jealous!' "He didn't say. But seeing as its Kiri... probably Zabuza."
"ZABUZA?!"
'Stupid, stupid, stupid!! How could I be stupid enough to say his name?!' "Yes, Guy-sensei."
Guy simply stormed out of the apartment. Sasuke sighed and locked the door. 'It's bad enough when a male teacher is in love with your father... but why did it have to be Guy?! Of all people... Guy. Ugh.'
Sasuke picked up the phone to tell Gaara he was in fact coming to the party, muttering to himself as he did so, "I hope dad's having a better time than I am right now."
(Over in Kiri, in a big, fancy mansion)
"No, Kakashi! It's simply out of the question!" the woman with long dark hair shouted.
"Why?!" he bellowed back. He was absolutely furious. "I've put up with all of your crap for the last fourteen years, but this is the last straw!! He's your son, too!"
"Well, he's not mine, so-"
"SHUT THE HELL UP, FUGAKU!! This doesn't concern you! Like you said, he's not your son, so try to keep that huge nose of yours out of things that don't concern you for once!!" (4)
"How dare you speak to me like that in my house!"
"I'm defending my son!" Kakashi turned back to the woman. He began again, trying to calm down as he did so. "Mikoto, why are you doing this? You are Sasuke's mother! Would you begrudge him a little parental love? He is no different from Itachi!"
"He's an illegitimate child, therefore, he has nothing to do with us!" she protested.
Kakashi couldn't believe his ears. Kakashi shouted "Well, you should have thought about the results before you got drunk and slept with me fourteen years ago, shouldn't you!"
"Don't you dare accuse me of such things!" Mikoto shrieked.
Kakashi gaped at her. "That's what happened! If it hadn't happened, Sasuke wouldn't exist!"
Mikoto scowled angrily while her face flushed bright red. "As far as I'm concerned, he doesn't!"
Kakashi froze. He couldn't believe his ears. Eventually, he said "When I took Sasuke home and vowed to look after him, I thought I was protecting him from this bastard." He looked Fugaku in the eyes as he said this. "I see how wrong about that I was!"
Kakashi turned on his heel and strode out of the room rapidly, slamming the door behind him. A second later he opened it and said "Don't ever think of asking to see him, ever! It's too late to change your mind, I just hope you remember that when your old and worn and there's no one left to kiss your ass! You had two sons and you've lost one forever!"
Kakashi stomped down the hallway angrily.
"So it is true." A deep voice said quietly. Kakashi turned.
A handsome young man now stood in front of him. Hardly twenty, the man was very pale, he had onyx black hair tied in a low pony-tail and his eyes, though the same colour as his hair, also held a deep crimson gleam in them. It wasn't apparent at first glance, but take a long look and you couldn't miss it.
"Can I help you?" Kakashi snapped, still feeling very angry. The man's left eyebrow rose, his face taking on a familiar look... a very familiar look. "Don't you recognise me?"
Kakashi grunted. He wished these damn Uchihas' would just get to the damn point, for once! "No, quite obviously, I don't rec-"
Kakashi froze. 'Wait... Uchihas'... that look... I'm supposed to recognise him...'
Kakashi looked up, seeming absolutely shocked. "...No way... Itachi?!"
The young man smirked. "About time you remembered me. So what's all this about my little brother?"
Kakashi frowned. "Half-brother."
Itachi shrugged. "Still counts."
A/N: Yes, another chapter story! READ AND REVIEW, PLEASE!
(1) This is a game my brother and I used to play with our dad. Dad came up with the name. It's tickling, basically.
(2) My mum goes off on weird rants some times. No she's not insane. She hates it when I counter with logic though. That's where this came from.
(3) This is where the Village Hidden in the Mist is, in the Land of Water. I think it's the right place anyway. Did I spell it right?
(4) Fugaku's nose does look quite large at some angles, has anybody ever noticed that?
