THE WOUND'S STILL BLEEDING
© 2017; bluebxrry
Summary;
Kakashi is a girl, she really is, despite her wrong body and her less-than-delicate attitude.
Chapter VII
Where Wrong Bodies Are Out Of The Bag
She's fifteen and Kakashi can't take it anymore. Obito's seventeen, and hot, and since his grandmother died touches her more, and he's the fucking guy who she is in love with —she's come to accept it, despite the smug looks Minato-sensei throws her way—, so no, Kakashi can't take it anymore.
Which leads her to the conclusion that telling her teammates —and best friends, because that was bound to happen since the beginning— about her gender may be okay.
When she tells Minato and Kushina this, they're ecstatic —she's still their Kashi-chan in private, even if it irritates her—.
"You're planning on telling them, Kashi-chan?" Kushina asks, putting in her dish more food that she can eat. "I, for one, think it's a good idea. Obito may blush, though. You've shared bathroom and bedroom, after all-ttebane."
(And if Kakashi blushes, Minato laughs and there's a foxy smile on Kushina's lips, well, there isn't someone else who can say anything about it.)
(Kakashi sure as hell won't.)
For all that she tries not to be, Kakashi's getting nervous. She repeats like a mantra in her head that it's not necessary, that they're Obito and Rin and that there's nothing to fear but oh God what would they think and what if they think she's been lying all this time—
Five years, in fact.
And then—
Then she's tapping her foot on the floor.
Because she's nervous.
Kakashi breathes.
It. Doesn't. Work.
She breathes again. And closes her eyes, and imagine she's not about to tell her best friend and love interest that she's a girl and not a boy and that she's seen Obito's naked body more times than she can count and she's a girl and—
That's. Not. Working.
"Kakashi!" she hears from across the training ground. It's Rin. "Obito's going to join us now — said he had something to do before."
So she nods, because she can't fucking talk, and waits for the idiot that hasn't changed at all.
Thirteen minutes later, said idiot arrives.
"Sorry, Bakashi, but you see, there was this old lady with her groceries on hand and I just had to help her, you know? And then there was this cat trapped..." He grins, and fuck, because he knows he has been forgiven the moment she sighs, and Kakashi doesn't really want to, but she knows how horrible she is at staying angry at him — because he's Obito and her limit has not once surpassed the five minutes line.
"So, what did you want to talk about?" Rin asks.
Kakashi breathes.
It's going to be okay, she thinks.
It's going to be okay.
"I—"
Shit.
She can't talk.
She can't even gain the courage to tell them.
She's really pathetic.
But she breathes.
And tries again.
"I am—"
Breathebreathebreathebreathebreathe—
"I am a—"
Inoutinoutinoutinoutinoutinout—
"—a girl."
There.
She has said it.
And maybe it's all over now, but they deserve to know.
Because maybe next week they'll be Jōnin and maybe they will disband and go on missions with other ninjas, so yeah, they deserve to know.
They really do.
But the silence's suffocating.
And God, had she forgotten how to breathe?
She shouldn't have said that.
She shouldn't have, oh God, she shouldn't have—
"What?"
And that's Obito.
(She shouldn't have—)
"Idiot," says Rin softly. "Kakashi has just said that he—sorry— she's a— a girl, and all you have to say is what?"
"Well, it's pretty damn confusing!" He shouts.
"I know that it's not normal because my body's wrong but—" Kakashi blurts. "But I'm a girl. Always had been."
Rin smiles. And it's kind, and the tears that were trying to run into her cheeks disappear —they're saved for when she gets home and just breathes in pure relief—, and Obito's silent but Rin's still there.
"So, you're really a girl? Like, even if you have male parts and all that?"
Obito's so freaking rude.
But, yeah, she's still in love with him.
"Um— yeah."
And that is all that her mouth lets out.
"Oh."
That's all he says.
And then he blushes.
Like mad.
"And you, erm, when we bathed...?"
Kakashi's blushing now, too.
Rin's just gaping.
"And the times we shared tent...?"
Kakashi's sure she could be winning a contest of who is redder, the tomato's or your face? Because shit. She doesn't want to think about all the times she's seen Obito in nothing. Not now. She does it already at home, thank you very much.
Though that's a thing he doesn't really need to know.
"And, um, that time at my house...?"
Yeah, catching your best friend masturbate was awkward.
Like, a whole new level of awkward.
(She has dubbed that situation as that incident, to be honest.)
(And, yeah. It was an accident.)
(Even if it was hot.)
"Err. Yes. Yeah. All of those. Sorry."
And Rin doesn't understand what's happening —they're both blushing so hard it's almost ridiculous— but she has a good intuition, and so she's the next one to talk.
"Well, whatever those moments are," she says even when she's trying to keep her curiosity at bay, because really, they seemed tomatoes and just what kind of memory does that? No, wait. Scratch that. She doesn'twant to know. "Either way, I'm sure you'll be fine. Now, let's go and eat to celebrate that our teammate and best friend has come out to us. Come on, Kakashi-chan, Obito."
And just like that, Kakashi and Obito grin at each other, a little embarrassed, and follow their other best friend.
Yes, Kakashi thinks, it's going to be okay.
(Once she arrives home, though, her head it's still replaying that incident.)
(Shit.)
(The following morning, Obito apologises —which is weird as fuck— and stutters.)
("I—If you're a girl, then I suppose it's okay. You're— I mean, you're still my best friend... right?")
(And if Kakashi smiles softly under her mask and blushes, no one has to know.)
("Yeah.")