Solo Unfinished Duet
Chapter Seven
When it's cold I'd like to die

Kakashi couldn't stand it. He couldn't stand watching Sasuke like this anymore. when the boy hadn't come to training that day, Kakashi waited until the end of the session to go check on him. When Kakashi had gotten there at five, Sasuke had been playing all alone, now at nine, he had finally stopped from exhaustion. He just lay there in the bed, surrounded by sheets of music. Kakashi couldn't see him like this.

Kakashi slid through the window. Sasuke spoke in a dead, flat voice without even looking up.
Why are you here?
All duets need two people,
What if the other person can't play?
They can learn,
Sasuke was silent.
Or they can be the audience.
But no one wants to listen to a solo duet.
Kakashi whispered softly as he drew nearer, kneeling beside Sasuke,
I do,
Liar. Always were. A horrible one at that. We never believed your excuses.
I'm not lying Sasuke. I could love you.
Sasuke rolled over so that he was looking up at Kakashi.
Do you? was all he could say.

Kakashi pulled his mask down with one finger. He leaned forward and pressed his mouth over Sasuke's cracked lips. Sasuke arched his neck, leaning up into the kiss. He's so cold, thought Kakashi. Sasuke whimpered slightly as Kakashi slid his tongue into the boy's mouth. Kakashi had never seen Sasuke so vulnerable, so sad, so soft. So human.

How can you do this? thought Sasuke as he arched towards Kakashi's body. How can you make me feel like this?

The ice is melting, trickling in my stomach, making it flutter with anticipation, sloughing down my legs, making my knees buckle. It's not fair. How can you make me feel like this?

Sasuke brought his arms up around Kakashi's neck, untying the mask completely, as well as the head band. Sasuke looked into Kakashi's face. God, he was gorgeous. He must look better than me, came the hazy thought. Sasuke dragged his thin fingers across the pale skin of Kakashi's face.

White skin.
Red eyes.
Scarlet on white.
Blood in the snow.
Doki Doki.

Sasuke's heart beat faster as Kakashi slid a burning hand across his icy flesh. Burn me. Melt me. Take the cold away. Kiss me until I bleed. Just make me feel again, because I'm just so tired of this nothing. Of this ice. This eternal winter. Kakashi gasped as Sasuke's frigid fingers traced over his back. Sasuke splayed his whole hand on Kakashi's back, pressing down for warmth.
His skin was getting warmer.

The ice is melting.
Can't you see the water running down my face?

Melt me. Make me feel. Make me want again. Damn. Clothes. Skin. In the way. Sasuke slid his fingers down, pulling off Kakashi's shirt before beginning to tug at the hem of his pants. Need more contact. Need to touch. Need to feel. Press against each other until our blood runs together and our hearts beat as one.

Sasuke moaned and threw his head back. Burning. Heat. Yes. Doki Doki. Kakashi slid his fingers through Sasuke's sweat slicked hair.

I'm warm. I can feel it. The ice is melting, can't you tell? You're heating it up. it's running through my body. Warm water. Liquid fire. I'm not cold anymore, Onii-chan! I'm not cold anymore!

Kakashi pressed his mouth against Sasuke's lips, warm now.

Sasuke blinked. It was morning. There was sun coming in through the windows, pale icy sun that seemed delicate and brittle. Kakashi was curled behind him, his arms draped over Sasuke's shoulders. Kakashi yawned and Sasuke laughed quietly. When was the last time he had laughed? He didn't remember. Kakashi was kissing the back of Sasuke's neck now. Sasuke would roll over and Kakashi would tell him that he loved him and he would smile and then Sasuke would say that he loved him, too and he would smile and then Kakashi would look rather surprised and then Sasuke would laugh again. And after that... neither really cared. Melted together. Red, black, white and gray. Warm against the winter cold.

~Owari


Lily: o.O I have NO IDEA where the last two chapters came from. i did what i did with the first, just sat and typed. whoa. and it was actually sort of lemonish...
Fly-Girl: i like them, though.
Phantom: blood...