Becoming Higurashi
Jessylane318
Kakashi walked through the rain, his face down cast as he stared at the memorial stone. Inky black, it reflected his face and he found himself tracing the familiar name.
Uchiha Obito.
He sighed, knelling despite the swelling clouds above him. The drenching water covered him, seeping through his clothes.
"Obito…" he whispered as in a prayer. "I could really use you right now."
"Sensei's son, Naruto, is getting so big. You'd be amazed how tall a kid can grow in a month; personally I think its Kagome's cooking. She doesn't appreciate him eating Ramen, she's always complaining about its nutrition."
A wind whispered through his hair, a ghosting laugh.
"Sasuke's doing better as well. He's still sulking about his fight though; he's certainly inherited your clan's ability to brood. Kagome's the only one who's really been able to get through when he's like this. She has that sort of way with people. You would like her."
He bowed his head, a tight, familiar feeling in his throat.
"I'm sorry it's been so long, my friend. The village is incredibly short-handed right now. The invasion has killed so many, including the Hokage, and left hundreds wounded. I left Sakura, the one like Rin, to tend to the hospitals. That girl will make a good healer one day, she's certainly got the attitude."
A clap of thunder sounded in the distance but he ignored it, letting the water drench him. A small part of him wondered if the water could wash away the numerous, cruel sins burned into his soul.
"Obito, I know it's been a while, but I came to ask you something."
Kakashi closed his eyes, taking a deep breath.
"They say Kagome may not make it. The wound in her stomach isn't responding to chakra treatment, and they can't seem to stop the blood flow."
His fist tightened, his emotions swimming out of control.
"She shouldn't be important to me," he whispered as the rain drowned his words. "She wasn't supposed to be. I don't care. I can't!"
A heavy thunder rumbled through his soul and he could taste the lie.
"Everyone I've ever been close to is dead," Kakashi whispered, opening his eyes to stare at the stone. "You, Sensei, Rin, and even my dad. I suppose it's the Hatake curse. But I don't want to lose her too."
He let his head lean heavily against the black stone.
One of Obito's eyes stared back in the reflection, reminding him that the boy was still with him. It was in instances like this he could truly pretend his friend was right there.
"Please, Obito, if you see her, send her back."
The rain that poured from the sky seemed to quiet, the lightening paused, and the thunder went mute. The edges of his vision crept away and he found himself focusing on that single, red eye. Obito. His world stood in an eerie silence as he awaited a reply.
Silent as the grave.
