This is my first fanfic. Eeek!
Written 02.42 in the morning. Turns out to be a night-owl
This fic is dedicated to Kakashi and his love. Who is she?
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, so don't sue me. Ne?
The peaceful you.
You're so relaxed. Is it because of the atmosphere in your own home? Does it feel safe? I certainly feel safe when I'm watching you. How do you do it? You never seem to have nightmares. On the contraire, I have. So I often spend my nights watching you sleep, sitting beside you hugging my knees. You see, I don't want to disturb you. Not when you're like that.
This night, ironically, your face is covered by your sheets. This night, you chose not to wear your mask for a change. Your hand is also close to your face is if to be sure that nobody can see what you're hiding. When, in fact, you're not hiding anything. Your face is as normal as can be, besides from that scar dashed over your left eye -But people know of that, and beside the fact that you're handsome. I want to trace your features with my fingertips, to memorize them. But you're already memorized. Your scent, how you act when we're alone together, like that you enjoy waking me up by tickling my nose with your hair. I love you for all those reasons. But most of all I love the peace you give me. I never thought there'd be anyone like you.
I've never seen your face fully uncovered. Maybe it's too personal. But I am one of the few persons who have witnessed your smile, even if it was in your sleep. That smile filled me in a way that nothing has ever done before. I realized then, that this is what true happiness is. True happiness is you. I have difficulties telling you this. Who would've thought that of me? Usually I'm a very straight forward person. Yes, I appear confident. This I owe to the third Hokage. I'm grateful that he showed me my will of fire.
But in my dreams I become the old me. The one who looked up to a man that took so many innocent lives on his way to greatness. He used me, and branded me for life. But I didn't join him on his journey. I had my own will, I chose not to. Still, when I met him again, I couldn't kill him. He had become too strong. And I wasn't even worth killing. When I wake up from my nightmares about Orochimaru, I sometimes find you looking at me with this concerned look of yours. "I'm alright, really Kakashi." You know it's useless to argue about this, so you just wrap your arms around me to comfort me. I turn around when I think you have fallen asleep to watch you. But there's currently no moon in the sky.
I try to figure out the contours of you to find some comfort, and you give me a bit of a fright when you speak to me. "Anko.." your voice is low. "H-hai", I reply still a bit dazed
"I like your hair this way." I can almost feel his smile. My hair is flowing behind me. He reaches out to play with a few strands. Suddenly the moon appears from behind some dark clouds. I'm about to gasp, but then he caresses my cheek "I know you're watching me." My eyes widens out a bit. "Please don't look so scared." For the first time I get to see his face. The moon makes his hair glow. I touch his lips with my index finger. "I want to remember you forever." Then I realize. I saw him, the true him, the first time he smiled at me, mask or no mask. I cover his face with my hair, like a curtain. "What, I'm that ugly?" he holds back a laugh. "No I think you're beautiful. But I love you because of the way you show your smiles to me." He buries his face in my hair. "And I love you because you're able to see them" his voice muffled this time. And by that, old memories were defeated, by his peace and his true smiles.
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