"Why do you dislike me?"
It took several minutes for Kakashi to register the question. Sensei, Obito and Rin were cleaning up the remains of dinner, and he had been ordered to sit outside on the porch, as had the girl with a few dismissive hands when he had moved to help as he always had. The not so subtle way of Sensei trying to get them to get along no doubt. Kakashi gritted his teeth, surprised, yet not at the blunt question.
"You don't act like a br-..child."he said, and he hated how he stumbled at the word.
He was trying to be more diplomatic, Sensei had given solid reasoning in being at ease with the girl, and while it might not look like it, Kakashi tried to follow the man that had taken him in after his father's death. He tried not to flinch at the thought, and tried to push down the jealously that came with the fact that the girl had essentially taken his place in Minato's house. He tried to force his logic into his mind even as the anger settled in him, he had chosen to leave and go to his own apartment. He was a chinin, he didn't need to be taken care of anymore. It still sent a bout of unease through him at the fact that Sensei had taken in someone so soon after he had left. As if he really that dispensable.
Sakura's attitude didn't help in the slightest, she acted like a soft, more pleasing version of him. She wasn't straight lanced, she was calm and collective. She smiled easily and readily, though she seemed reluctant to trust. Everyone seemed to take a liking to her, and the whole mysterious circumstances of coming to Konoha only furthered his unease, suspicion, and overall dislike of her.
"I suppose that's true. I've been taking care of myself, Naruto, and Sensei for too much time to feel like a child."she said after a moment, and Kakashi felt it again, the anger that came with the fact that she didn't act quite normal.
It was surreal and unsettling to see someone so much younger than him act like that.
"You called your old man, Sensei?"and he frowned as her lips twitched, and she started laughing.
It was high, clear, and startled and so full of amusement that he had no idea what to do about it. He hadn't heard anything like it come from the girl.
"Sometimes it was the other way around."she said, and he found that he didn't get the joke and he really didn't get Sakura.
But he did understand one thing, the girl was strange. And he didn't like strange.