Life
Characters: Still mainly Kakashi and Sasuke
Summary: How the lives of Kakashi and Sasuke continue once the Uchiha came back. No SasuKaka action in here.
Sasuke was still in prison, facing a trial with all council members and the Hokage herself present to decide what to do with him. Or that was what Kakashi had thought.
He had stumbled home after another un-ranked mission to find the Uchiha sitting at his kitchen table, peacefully sipping tea out of the very same cup he had given him barely one month ago. They had stared at each other for a moment, Kakashi's back hurting and his right wrist broken while Sasuke didn't seem to have changed at all in the last month.
Kakashi had after three long minutes finally decided that he was too exhausted to kick the teenager out of his home right now and had gone to clean his wounds and change into dry clothes. When he had come back a cup filled with steaming tea and a moody Uchiha had waited for him.
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Kakashi's reaction had been like that: "You are not serious!"
Tsunade had shrugged her shoulders, tapped a pen in an impatient way against her office desk and stared up at him with hard, blue eyes.
"I am totally serious," she had said. "You seem to be the only one who knows him at least a little bit and you have the Sharingan to not be fooled by his. You have enough space and he has come to you before. Watch him, find out if he really wants to become a Leaf shinobi or if he is just a spy. Report to me at least once a week. You are dismissed."
And with that Kakashi had been settled with his former student Sasuke. He hadn't been too happy about it while Sasuke hadn't shown any reaction concerning his new living arrangements, neither negative nor positive.
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When Kakashi had still lived with his father, he had always slept on a futon. After he had moved out of the big, still house and into the tiny apartment, he had slept for the first time on a bed. It had been uncomfortable in the start but he had gotten used to it as he got used to everything in his life pretty fast.
In fact, he even liked the bed more than a futon now.
So he had brought his bed with him when he had moved back into the Hatake manison.
Sasuke had been of a different opinion and just silently rolled out a futon in the room he had claimed his own.
One day Kakashi was quite surprised to find himself waking up on a futon with Sasuke staring down at him, slightly longer bangs shadowing his black eyes.
"You passed out in the middle of the corridor," Sasuke explained before Kakashi could ask. "Blood stains are easier to wash out of a futon. You have a strained ankle, the bone of your left upperarm is broken and you got a concusion,"
That was the first time Kakashi experienced Sasuke caring enough to haul him into his room and treat his wounds before they could get worse.
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Kakshi observed Sasuke silently from across the table. The youth was running his eyes over the newspaper, a cup of coffee standing by his side.
While Itachi had a slender frame, inherited from their mother, Sasuke seemed to have gotten the slightly stronger frame of their father, still wiry but with his power actually showing in the form of muscle cords rippling under his dark shirt. He propably was even some inches taller than his brother now.
Kakashi's arm prickled uncomfortably and reminded him that tomorrow he had to go back to active duty and that Tsunade sure had some S-class missions for him already on her desk.
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He had passed out two times already this month. Both times he had woken up in Sasuke's room, once even with a light fever. It was making Kakashi angry and afraid alike. Angry because his body suddenly seemed to lack its usual stamina and afraid what that meant.
If he was to black out like that on a high-class missions he would sure as hell return from it in a body bag. In addition he gave Sasuke free reign over everything when he was weakened like that. So far the teenager hadn't taken advantage of it but he could be very unpredictable, as he had shown before. Kakashi thought about telling Tsunade. And after he had passed out a third time he finally went and talked to her.
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Kakashi ran his eyes over yet another test written by an Academy student and nearly yawned. Tsunade had assaigned him to do some paperwork from the Academy instead of running around and killing everbody in sight. It was a pleasant change and it gave Kakashi even more time to observe the Uchiha who was currently sitting on the wooden veranda facing the backyard.
Scribbling something at the end of the paper in red ink, Kakashi shoved the last test aside and sighed in relief. Cushioning his head on his crossed arms lying on the table-top, Kakashi peered at Sasuke who in turn was watching him.
"Dinner?" Kakashi asked. Sasuke nodded and the silver-haired Jounin got up to make something to eat.
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He was slammed through one of the flimsier walls made of rice paper before a sturdier wall stopped him. His back cracked in protest and Kakashi actually groaned in pain. Then the enemy ninja was on him again, hurtling shuriken and kunai. They logged themselves into a block of wood while Kakashi slit the throat of their owner.
Moving away before the blood could splatter on him, Kakashi rammed his ANBU sword into the back of one of the shinobi concentrating on Sasuke. The man made a wet sounding noise in the back of throat and then slumped lifelessly forward- and at the same moment the poison scroll wrapped all around his body went off.
Kakashi's eyes widened for a moment before he pressed them shut and moved back and away from the colourless poison cloud as fast as he could. He actually could feel his exposed skin blister and his eyes stung for a moment so badly he wanted to claw them out, then it was over and Sasuke blasted the last of his opponents through the wall.
The youth straightened, made sure their enemies were dead and then started to clean his katana on the clothes of one of the fallen. Kakashi watched him for a moment, felt an unpleasant throb in his Sharingan and then suddenly the red-tinted vision was…out. Kakashi felt like he had gone blind on his left eye again.
"Everything alright?" Sasuke asked, a frown marring his brow as he looked up from his weapon to see Kakashi reach up and move his headband back over his Sharingan.
"No problems," Kakashi laid and let his eye crinkle in his customary eye-smile, even when it hurt the blistered skin of his face.
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One day later Tsunade had to use some healing-jutsus to at least get the Sharingan going again. She advised Kakashi to not use it at least for one week and then sent him home.
"You laid to me," Sasuke said darkly. He sat at the low table in the living room, arms crossed in front of his chest and eyes hard as he traced Kakashi's form.
Kakashi moved into the kitchen and started to make some tea.
"I only told you that there is no problem. At least for you," he finally replied calmly, putting the kettle down from the stove and filling the hot water into a cup.
"It is my problem when I have to drag you from the doorstep into the house and bandage up your injuries everytime you overtax yourself," Sasuke hissed and anger slipped into these eyes which had been carefully blank until then.
"That won't happen again." Kakashi wouldn't let it happen again.
"Are you sure? When was the last time you slept a night through?" When was the last time you actually let yourself sleep the whole night, not afraid of anyone trying to murder you in your sleep?
Kakashi didn't answer neither the voiced nor the unspoken question and turned away from Sasuke to pull his facemask down and sip his tea.
The attack one night ago had proven that not even Konoha was completely save anymore. The Hatake manison laid on the very outskirts of the village but it was still alarming to have enemy shinobis here, in the middle of what should be a safe haven.
Eyeing the borded up holes in the wall, Kakashi tried to figure out how much it was going to take to repair the damage and if he would have still enough money after it, then shrugged it off and put the half full cup down.
Hope you liked it and review. Maybe if you encourage me enough, there will be the next part soon.
Bye, Sacral