"Captain!"

"Help me!"

"Lincoln!"

"Hold on im coming!"

Gun fire and bombs can be heard all around the long destroyed city. Buildings are in shambles. Rain is pounding down unrelentingly upon the ground. The smell of death and decay suffocating out the odor of gunpowder and flames long quenched by the rain. In a bulding to the east a squad is completely alone against the horde of men coming their way.

A radio crackles to life in the mans palm, his breathing ragged from running to his mens position.

"Captain! Were under heavy fire!"

He hurdles a piece of broken wall, bringing the radio to his mouth.

"Air strike is inbound, i repeat, air strike is inbound!"

A spray of bullets pepper the wall as he runs, ducking into a building he slides under a deserted dinning table. Leaping to his feet he breaks for the back door. He can hear the fighter jets now, praying they make it under his breath.

"Captain! Tank spotted!"

"Reinforcements on the way!"

"Lincoln."

The voice on the other end of the radio changes, he knows this voice.

"Carter! Hang on! Its coming!"

He can see the building in the distance, the tank slowly turning for it.

'No..The planes not gonna make it!'

"Beta team! Scatter!"

He yowls into the radio. Legs still pumping for the building.

"Lincoln, goodbye old friend."

"No-"

The blast sent brick flying everyway, the screams of agony from his men could be heard from where his feet had frozen to the ground. He willed himself to move, to rush in guns blazing and die with them. The sounds of gun fire as the enemy slaughters the survivers is heard over the pounding rain.

"Carter!!"

A pair of calloused hands are grabbing me, the sound of my mens screams still ringing in my ears. Those hands hold me down effortlessly.

"Lincoln! Wake up!"

I try and free myself from my capture but the grip only intensifies,

"Carter! Im coming!"

A stinging slap is delivered to my face, making my eyes snap open. My vision is blurred making the face above mine unrecognizable.

"What? Where am i?"

"Youre ok, youre home."

I blink multiple times, trying to clear my vision,

"Home?"

I pair of cold hands are pressed to my cheeks, a cool forehead touches mine and a red eye comes into focus.

"Ka..Kashi?"

"Youre home, you have a fever."

I furrow my brows, slowly shaking my head.

"I dont have a home...anymore."

"Lincoln!"

I tip back into darkness, my head swimming. My name being called from a distant.

"Lincoln!"

"Lincoln!"

"Lincoln Tyler!"

"Yeah mom! Im coming!"

A small boy charges up the back porch steps to the open doors, kicking off his shoes he runs over into the kitchen where a dark burrnet woman in her mid 20s is standing by the oven.

"Go get cleaned up, dinners ready."

"Hai!"

The boy runs out of the kitchen, his mother laughing softly at his antics.

"Lincoln!"

"Lincoln!"

Im shaken roughly, my eyes squint at the gray haired man staring down at me. I can tell the lightings changed, must be nightime.

"Hm?"

I try to sit up, his hands help until my back is resting against a wooden headboard. I rub my eyes before trying to figure out where i am.

"Here."

A glass of water comes into view, i reach for it with shaking hands. Another pale hand bats mine away before bringing the cup to my lips. I didnt realise how thristy i was until some water touches my tounge. I bring my hand up to try and tilt the cup up for more, spilling it down my face and chest.

"Gomen."

Kakashi sighs and moves the water away, i reach again for it but he swats my hands away gently.

"Im thristy."

"I know, but too much and your stomach will hurt."

"Ah."

I lean my head back agaisnt the headboard, closing my eyes. So it seems im in his bed. I can tell by how strong his scent is in here.

"Lincoln?"

"Hmm?"

"Just checking."

"Ah."

I open my eyes and stare at him, his are dark with worry. Hair wild and the bags under his eyes tells me hes not slept enough. I reach forward and poke his bare cheek, he watches my face as the corners of my mouth turn up into a grin.

"Get some sleep Kakashi, im not dying anytime soon. And if i do ill be sure to haunt you."

He smirks before standing and walking towards the other side of the bed. i blink at him, not exactly sure whats happening. He climbs in and lays on his back, i stare down at him for a moment before looking around the room. Its like the living room, empty of anything personal. My eyes adjust on two picture frames but cant really figure out what im looking at. I give up before wiggling down into the covers again. My back to him and his to mine we fall asleep.

The sound of a shrill scream echos in the dark house reaching the small boy sitting in a puddle of pee in a closet, he covers his mouth remembering what his sister said:

"Stay quiet and hide. If he finds you run as fast as you can and dont stop."

He can hear the heavy boots walking down the hallway towards his room. As the man passes the closed closet door he can smell an iron tang of blood. The sound of dripping fades along with the boots.

"Lincoln?"

The mans voice used to be a welcome sign, but now he shivers in fear. He trys to stay still, be quiet. Do want his sister told him to do. Loud and slow foot steps come closer and closer to were hes hiding. They stop, he looks down to see the shadow of feet at the door. His eyes lock on the door knob, praying to anyone that will hear him to save him. The knife is dragged across the door to the door knob, blood dripping from the blade onto the floor.

"Lincoln."

The man flings open the door, causing the small boy to scream and shield his face with his arms.

"Daddys home."

I fling myself to the floor, sweat dripping into my eyes and down my chest. I hit the cold hardwood hard, still tangled in the sheet fighting shadows.

The lights come on and i slam my back into the wall as i scoot away from the person approaching.

"Its me, its Kakashi."

I hadnt realised i was gripping a kunia and holding it out in front of me nor do i know where i got it from. Panting with a dizzy head i drop the blade and lean my head back into the wall. A presence at my side makes me flinch slightly until a cool hand grips mine.

"I get them too."

I glance at him with a raised eyebrow.

"Night terrors."

I nod before dropping my head down to rest on my knee, turning my head to face him. I try to calm my breathing before i start to hyperventilate.

"Mine are pretty bad as well."

I can tell he doesnt want to talk about it. I wave my hand at him, signalling that its ok not to speak on it. He stares at me for a moment before turning to look across the room.

"Its always about her...Rin."

My eyes go wide, hes finally opening up to me.

"Her blood on my hands. A promise that i broke."

To anyone else this would sound cryptic but to me i understood perfectly. He had promised Obito to protect Rin as his dying wish. Then Rin had a tailed beast sealed within her and to stop herself from destroying the village she loves she threw herself into the path of Kakashi's chidori. A dick move really, who does that to someone you love?

"We all have blood on our hands." i murmured, glancing at his holding mine. He follows my gaze to our fingers woven together. I thought hed pull away but he simply sat there. His sudden change in personality is making my head swim, is this the real Kakashi or just another mask?

"I dont know, ive worn a mask for so long i cant remember who i am."

Did i say that out loud?!

"Youve been speaking thoughts out loud all day."

"Ah...That's just great."

He turned to look at me as i brought our hands up to press the back of his to my forehead. His was normally so cold, but with mine it seemed to retain some heat to it. I 'hmm'ed softly, brushing his hand down my nose to my lips. Pressing a kiss to it while closing my eyes. His presence is like a homing decon, something i want to return to when i get to far away. Like a childs night light that battles away the monsters in the dark.

"Youre fever has gone back up. You should rest."

"Can we just stay here a few more minutes?"

He was battling my monsters, the ones that lurk in my mind. All the past memories of sins ive done, the evil id done in the name of fighting for my country. I knew if i fell asleep id be powerless to stop the terrors from tormenting my subconscious.

"Ok."

He turned to stare across the room again, his eyes werent guarded as before. They were glossed over as his own demons came to play.

"Whats the worst thing youve ever done?"

He seemed shocked that he had said it, almost like he hadnt meant to. But he didnt take it back, just turned to me with the most heartbreaking look on his face. I almost brushed it off. But looking at him like that made my mouth open on its own acord. How can you tell someone you love how much of a demon you truely are? What if he hates me? What if he rebukes me? But my mouth simply stated it, no hesitation or emotion.

"I murdered a woman. She was suspected of being apart of a rebellion."

The images of that day hit me full force, sending me into a tailspin.

"She went to reach in her coat. I reacted on instinct, i told her to stop but she wouldnt listen. I shot her in front of her children. Ill never forget that boys face...She was reaching for a tissue for her son...and i killed her."

I was so lost in my own mind i didnt notice Kakashi get up. Not until he was crouching in front of me. I blinked up at him. What was he going to do?

"Ok."

I furrowed my brows, 'Ok'?, no 'its not your fault'?. No 'youre a good person' ? He watched me closely as tears sprang to my eyes, he knew. He understood. I didnt want sympathy or kind words. He knew what i was feeling. The guilt that can never go away no matter what anyone said to you.

I felt warm hands take me and pull me to my feet, my arm over broad shoulders, then my back being pressed into the matress. Kakashi stood over me with an expression id never seen him wear before, a lidded gaze with a small smile tugging the corners of his mouth.

"Beautiful."

I murmured while reaching up to touch his face, he seemed shocked but only for a second before sitting beside me on the edge of the bed. My hand cupped his cheek, thumb brushing his pale bottom lip. His silver eyebrows were furrowed and mouth set in a slight frown but didnt move away. Eventually my eyes grew heavy and they fluttered closed.

I woke to the sound of an argument, not heated and loud but quiet and threatening. My brain was still fogged with sleep, i couldnt process what was being said. But when a loud thump and a shocked yelp from Kakashi hit my ears i was on my feet. Shaking like a leaf in nothing but boxers i staggered out into the living room. My vision was clouded and my body wouldnt move the way i wanted. A shocked gasp, a familar voice, the scent of wet dog.

"Lincoln!"

Dog boy was at my side, holding my wrist with the kunai in my hand. I needed to make sure Kakashi was fine. I heard him cry out.

"What are you doing? Get back in bed."

I relaxed, dropping the blade, i staggered towards him but a hand on my wrist stopped me.

"Come on Lincoln, you need to get into bed."

I blinked a few times, trying to wake from my stupor. Dog boy pulled me into the bedroom and roughly yet trying to be gentle put me in the bed.

"I came to check on you. Heard you caught a cold."

I nodded weakly, my body easing out of its slightly tense position when i smelled Kakashi come into the room. He stood in the doorway, an annoyed air around him. Did i piss him off again?

"I made you some soup but Kakashi-sensei wouldnt let me give it to you."

My eyes finally adjusted to see Kiba shoot Kakashi a glare. When he turned his eyes back to me and found me staring at him he turned bright red. I wanted to laugh but figured that wasnt a nice thing to do. Poor kids got it bad huh.

"Ma, Kiba, your face is red. Do you have a fever too?"

I shot Kakashi a glare, whats he being such a jerk for. I didnt notice Kiba lift his hand until he pressed it to my forehead. He frowned while i raised an eyebrow.

"Hard to tell."

I open my mouth to make a joke but freeze when two hands cup my face and a forehead is pressed to mine. Black slitted pupils watch my eyes.

"You dont seem to have a fever anymore."

I blinked several times until Kiba moves away with a blush that traveled across his ears, cheeks and nose. I was then keenly aware of the killing intent in the room, coming from the doorway.

"So cute, but please refrain from touching someone so casually. You might catch his cold."

Kakashi's tone was curt and ringing with dominance but his smile behind the mask was friendly. Kiba scrunched up his nose at Kakashi, both stared at eachother until i felt very uncomfortable.

"Ugh...id like to take a shower now."

Kakashi flicked his gaze over to me before looking back at Kiba. The poor kid was beat red and staring at his feet fiddling with the hem of his jacket. I sat up, making the sheet pool around my hips exposing my bare chest. I tilted my head when Kiba glanced at me then looked to the ceiling with a loud gulp. I glanced down at myself but didnt really understand how i got that reaction.

Im muscler but not as toned as id like to be. You can see my abs but its not like theyre super defined. I just look like a regular guy who works out, nothing worth all that blushing.

When i look to Kakashi for help he was down right glaring at Kiba.

"Ok visiting hours are over."

Kiba snapped his head down to glare at Kakashi before glancing at me only to look away and rub the back of his neck.

"Well um...Im glad youre ok um...So um...S-see you around."

"Yeah see ya. Thanks for checking up on me."

Kiba smiled at me before leaving the room, which was hard because Kakashi refused to step back to let him out the door. The kid had to step over Kakashi to get out.

What in the hell is going on?

When Kakashi came back to the room after letting Kiba out he helped me up and into the bathroom. I was weak from being sick for 4 days, so Kakashi said hed wash my back. Now im not gonna lie, i instantly got an erection.

I turned my back to him, leaning on the sink for balance.

"Its fine i can do it."

"Youre as weak as a day old kitten." He kicked a wooden stool my way.

"Sit down and shut up."

I striped from my boxers with my back to him before I sat down, but kept my hands in my lap to try and cover myself. I sigh behind me let me know i wasnt fooling anyone.

"Lincoln, you need to take care of that."

"I-i know."

I heard clothes being removed and saw his pale arm reach forward to grab a towel. I heard a russle letting me know he wrapped it around himself.

"Then take care of it."

"But youre in here!"

There was a long pause, my eyes were locked on my feet. When i looked up i was eye level with Kakashi. He was sitting on another stool infront of me, his feet between mine.

"I know. Im going to help."

My heart started hammering in my chest, blood from my brain went straight below to a different head.

He said what? I dont understand. Hows he gonna help? What is happening here?

"Well?"

I stare at him before slowly removing my hands to expose my hardened length. His eyes were watching my hands quietly but the blush on his face told me a different story. I didnt exactly know what to do right then, stage fright maybe. He looked to be getting impatient so i grabbed at the base, sucking in a breath while my eyes never left his face. His lips were parted slightly, eyes lidded as they took in every movement of my hand, cheek tinted a pale pink.

I tryed to burn it into my memory, this lust filled face of Kakashi. File it away for further use later.

A pale hand hesitantly reached out for my crotch. Gasping slightly at the thought of him touching me there was enough to make me almost cum. He long fingers brushed slightly across the underside of my cock, twitching from the touch. His finger swiped softly across the head of my dick, taking some precum with him. He brought it to his lips, my hand still pumping on my shaft, when his tounge slipped out of his lips and licked my preseed i gave a groan before my balls tightened and a white hot bliss fell over me.

When i came to i was in the bathtub, something smooth agaisnt my back.

"Good to see you finally woke up."

I slowly turn to see Kakashi behind me, he flashed a dimpled smile as he held up the peace sign. Something poked into my lower back, a hand came up to caress my cheek while his thumb slowly entered my mouth. I gave a slight pull on it while running my tounge around it in circles.

"Hmm, Lincoln i think we should talk."