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Kakashi didn't particularly like the rain. Any great tragedy in his life that he could remember involved rain.

From the vague memories he held of his mother he remembered that the rain always made her feel happier, but had also always made her illness worse. There had been a great storm the night before she passed away.

He remembered it had rained the day his father killed himself. Kakashi had been training with his sensei in the rain clogged training grounds, and had returned home soaked to the bone and covered with mud. He had expected his father to reprimand his for dragging mud through the house. However he was not met with words when he opened the door to his father's study, only the faint smell of guilt and the suffocating aroma of death.

It rained the day after Obito had sacrificed himself. He remembers standing above the makeshift memorial with Rin and sensei, the rain beating down seeping into his clothing and cuts making them sting. He remembers sensei said that the rain was a sign the heavens were mourning, and were heralding a new beginning.

It rained the day of his sensei's funeral. He remembers clearly Rin grasping his hand painfully as she began to shiver with grief. He remembers the anger that he felt and the pain he carried in his chest that day as he and Rin stood in the rain long after the service ended.

It was the rainy season when Rin was murdered. He recalls sitting in the medical station whilst she healed his wounds. He remembers trying to ignore the rain. He remembers vividly the sound of Rin's voice as she said,

'I don't like the rain, sometimes I see us dying in it.'

Kakashi remembers turning to look her in the eye, but she had already resumed her work as if she had never said anything at all.

Kakashi remembers it rained the day they truly lost Saskue. He remembers finding Naruto, exhausted from the fight soaking up the falling water as he lay motionless. He remembers with stunning clarity feeling inadequate.

So now as Kakashi watches Sakura trying to heal another fallen shinobi in the rain he can't help the ominous feeling of foreboding that settles in his chest. He hopes this time he won't watch another loved one fall victim to the rain.