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Sharinganillusion
Her laughter was infectious, her smile golden, her youth shown like a diamond in the midday sun.
Kakashi looked down on his lover, "Why are you so happy all of sudden?" he laughed as her arms were wrapping themselves around his waist. She had broken down all of his well crafted walls melting him in a way only she could.
She was young, he was old.
He was an efficient killing machine; her healing hands could warm the coldest heart.
He was broken, fractured within his heart, she was resilient and could smile even on her darkest days.
He stirred the eggs in the pain because if there was one thing he could do it was cook. He smiled, she still couldn't cook. Ever since they had made their home in the Hatake Clan estate he had diligently made her breakfast each morning they had together when neither were on a mission.
"Well," she started, "I just found out I am pregnant…"
Kakashi turned stunned, immediately looking for any sign on her body for her to lift a test from her nightgown pocket.
"You, Haruno Sakura have made me the happiest man in the world. I love you."
The day was uncharacteristically warm, the sun breached through the curtain of the hospital window, the smell of disinfectant leaking through his mask. In the building he hated most Kakashi stood unable to move frozen in time and space in fear that if he moved everything he was feeling might be exposed. No, would be exposed. Rule #25 had no meaning in his soul right now.
He heard footsteps behind him approaching hesitantly. He knew it was the Hokage no one else would dare to come near him in this moment. No one else could fathom what sort of reaction they may get from the usually stoic jounin. Tsuande faced his back waiting for him to make the first move. Tears littered her cheeks silently; the bundle in her arms the only thing steadying her. The bundle moved a small cry breaking the eerie silence. A rigid movement reached Kakashi's shoulders as he turned as if in slow motion. His single black eye not looking at Tsuande but, rather the small baby in her arms; in all the time Tsuande had known Kakashi she had never seen him cry yet when his eye caught sight of the baby it was like a floodgate had burst.
The little girls' unconscious hand movements reached out towards him instinctively knowing this was her father. He held out his index finger tentatively as the tiny fingers grasp it. Her pale blue newborn eyes already showing a hint of green, the top of the swaddle blanket falling back to reveal soft pink hair.
Tsuande held the baby out for him to hold, "Her name?" Kakashi clasped the child to himself, a gift, the last piece of his lover.
"Sakiko Rin, it's what…she…wanted." He whispered. His mouth is dry.
Tsuande's own grief at the loss of the girl that had been has much of her own daughter as Saikiko would be her granddaughter; the cold, harsh reality that a fiery Kunoichi unbeaten in the field could be taken in childbirth. Between Kakashi and herself there was nothing that could have been taught or nothing that could have been done when the aneurysm took hold. Sakura was gone and it was a rush against time to save the baby.
A cry broke Tsuande's thoughts, the little girl reaching up as if in reassurance to her father. The copy nin sat back on the chair behind him rocking the little girl softly and crying silently. Tsuande couldn't watch anymore turning to give the small family some privacy in their bittersweet moment.
She turned into her office at the end the hall fell to her knees and cried like a wounded animal. The girl she had loved as her own taught all she had known. Who had surpassed her in more ways then she could count, her beautiful smile gone.