Before we begin I'd like to say that I'm a major fan of ANYTHING to do with Obito or the Kakashi team, so PLEASE if you have any fic ideas to help me with KINDLY TELL ME ; also, this is a KakaxObit fic, but wait! You say Obito is dead? AH HAHA. Fear me and my love of spirits. He will come back evil laughter Oh yes… There will be a bit of KakaxYondy. Yeah, it'll be there, but it's not the main pairing.
Fic to the Song "Is a Hard Life" by Queen. If you can, please listen
"What do you mean?" the Jounin asked. His teammate frowned deeply and looked away, focusing on a spot on the floor. "Well?" He asked again.
"It means they don't want you with us." Pulling his goggles over his eyes onto his forehead, the Uchiha rubbed away the tears in his eyes. As the other reached out to comfort his friend, the other pushed away his hand, but in the process knocked over a glass of water they had been sharing.
"…Damnit."
"Sorry!"
Ha.
It's funny. I can see their mouths moving but… I'm deaf.
Obito?
Would you lend me your ears for a bit? I need them to here what your friends are saying.
"Why didn't you come to speak Kakashi-kun?"
"Obito-san's parents were worried!"
"It was very rude,"
"They just wanted to see you,"
"You should've at least shown up."
It was raining that tragic spring day. It was just a light rain now, but soon it would gain strength and become one of the spring rains that would keep one inside for days at a time. All Kakashi could do was stare at his feet as the rest of his team, clad in black, explained how rude and selfish it was to not go to his best friend's funeral. From what he had heard, it was closed casket. Made enough sense. Not like anyone what to see the pure horror on Obito's family's faces as they stare down at their son's blended body like some gross experiment. Kakashi couldn't help but chuckle, a sadistic smile gracing his lips as he looked back up to his teammates. He chuckle grew into weak laughter.
Rin was going to get onto Kakashi for his rudeness when she heard him laugh. Hey, she looked a little bit like she did when she saw the medical ninja pull Obito out from under the rock he had settled under. The Yondaime looked very… Oh, how do you say…? He looked a lot like a father would look to his son after he drowned the family cat in the bath tub. Yeah, like that.
"…"
It took some time for Kakashi to process that he had been slapped. First he realized he was looking away and then his right cheek began to sting and warm. He looked shock but he had known it was coming. He turned his wide eyes over to the Hokage, whose hand was extended and at the end of its path across Kakashi's face. Rin had brought but hands up to her face in surprise. Their sensei had never lashed out at them like that. As Kakashi had normally complained to him, the Yondaime was always letting them off the hook. Rin's hands were shaking as she began to weep.
Kakashi couldn't take his eyes from the face of the Hokage. He was afraid of him; the man was so much more powerful than Kakashi. If the Yondaime pleased, he could've slapped him so hard his head would've popped off. But he wouldn't let that emotion escape his detached face. He simply stared up with his cheerless eyes and looked down once more.
Kakashi saw at the corner of the Hokage's eyes was the glimmer of tears. Wow. He was upset then. All Kakashi could do was stand with his he head turned off to the side as the Hokage and his remaining teammate held each other and cried. 'This is too much' the boy thought, and with that he turned around, his back to the others, and went back inside his apartment. Next time he saw them, he'd pull the whole 'I'm-so-angsty-forgive-me' routine.
With a quick glance at the clock, Kakashi realized that they had been punishing him for almost fifteen minutes. "Damn they can yap…" he groaned, taking only a few steps before falling onto his bed face first. With his feet hanging off the end of the bed, Kakashi stroked the carpet underneath them with his toes in a compulsive manor as he slowly curled up, moving backwards off the front of the bed. He could feel tears welling up in his eyes. Soon Kakashi was on the floor, bawling as his knuckles turned white from his clenched fists. Nails digging into the palm of his hand, Kakashi cried out in surprise as he broke the skin and began to bleed.
Tears mixed with cold beads sweat trickled down Kakashi's face, dipping off the end of his nose. Rolling over onto his chest, Kakashi brought his hands back under his chest and Pushed himself up, wheezing. Eyes still tightly shut as he squeezed tears from them, an image of Obito jack hammered face appeared in Kakashi's mind's eye, causing him to vomit on the carpet below him. "I…" he breathed out,
"I hate you."
It had been only three days since the funeral. Kakashi had been at home for the entire time either sleeping, crying, or looking at a picture he was given only after two days of being a Genin. It was of his team. The Yondaime had given it to them saying that if they were ever to be a successful team, they would have to be together all the time. "Liar." Kakashi repeated. He'd been sitting on the edge of his bed for the past two hours now, staring down at the cheerful faces of his friends. Because it was tilted towards him, his tears formed together at the bottom of frame. It wouldn't be long before Rin came over. She'd wanted to make sure Kakashi was Ok. He was taking it as hard as Obito's own family.
Rin had arrived around three that day, her arms filled with books, videos and some homemade stuff. Kakashi noted how hard she was trying to keep a smile on her face and rewarded her with a few words for her hard work. "Kakashi-kun… You really need to eat and start getting outside again," she started as she began walking around his messy home, felling the need to fix it up compulsively "Sensei said that if he wasn't so busy already, he'd be out here to." The new Jounin was still sitting on the edge of the bed, picture back on the night stand. Frowning, Rin walked over to her friend, put a hand on his tired shoulder "Please eat the dumplings we made you," 'We' as in herself and the Yondaime "it'll make you feel better." Kakashi nodded, giving Rin at least some feed back.
"I'll have them for dinner."
A warm yet worried smile graced Rin's feminine features. Rubbing Kakashi's shoulder once more, she left the house and even got a weak wave from the tragedy before she left. As soon as the door was closed, Kakashi stood up, walked over to the happy-basket, pulled out the dumplings and held them in his hands. They looked delouses. Whipping open a drawer to his right, Kakashi pulled out a long knife, walked over to his sink and flung the food down the garbage disposal, stabbing the homemade dumplings into the drain. Flipping a switch on under the sink, he growled under the sound of the food being slurped and hacked "I don't need your sympathy."