I just want Sasuke to come home. Kakashi and I had lunch earlier, he informed me it was noon, so we must have got back from the hospital in the late morning.

And when we ate we sat down on his sofa, curled up together, watching his T.V.

I snuggle into him, a smile on my face. He has an arm wrapped around me, and he feels so strong and firm and safe. But in this relaxation, I want to rest my eyes, I'm over exhausted. But I can't.

I look up at him; he still has his mask on.

I smirk, and reach my right hand up, it rests on his cheek furthest from me, and I gently turn his face to me.

His eye locks onto mine, and the eyebrow is raised. He knows what I'm going to do, and I know he won't stop me.

I nudge his mask down, and it slides the rest of the way, crumpling at his neck.

His skin is so soft beneath my fingers, I caress it and I feel him leaning into my touch.

I pull his face down and we meet in a kiss, soft and tender. I deepen it and he complies.

The arm that was wrapped around me has disappeared, but his left has come to hold my hip, and it tenderly caresses me there.

My right leg swings round to straddle Kakashi, and he moves back against the sofa to allow me access.

I have my left hand tangled in his beautiful silver hair, while my other begins roaming his strong form.

I feel down his chest, to his toned stomach, and then I slip it under his shirt so I can touch his skin.

He stiffens and pulls away, and I frown, but can't stop the heavy rise and fall of my chest from that long make-out session.

"Hikari, you don't want this, not right now," he says. What? Why? This doesn't make sense.

"Yes, I do," I answer simply. Because I do. I need this right now, I need it to help me forget.

He shakes his head, chuckling softly at my abruptness, "No, you don't, you think you do, you think this will help you forget… Everything, but it won't, you'll only feel worse about it. And I may be your boyfriend, and we may have had sex plenty of times, but every time it meant something to me, and… I'm not going to let you use me like that," he spoke so firmly, but with a softness that let me know he was in understanding, but that last part. That tugged at my chest.

I didn't want to use him, I didn't mean to want to.

I place my hands on his shoulders, but I look down, unable to bring myself to look in his eyes, feeling utterly horrible, "I'm sorry, I don't want to use you, and I'm glad you stopped me, I wasn't thinking," I say, but my voice sounds so small, even to me.

His hands cup my face, silently urging me to look at him, despite how ashamed I feel. His eye is kind and beautiful, and his creamy, although scarred, skin is still flushed, but his lips are smiling softly, "Don't you dare beat yourself about it, I know you are not completely in your right mind at the moment, but I love you, and I'm going to be here, I want you to know that when you're ready you can talk to me,"

I smile back at him, and he pulls me down into a kiss, just lips this time.

I pull away and change my position, I bring both legs round so they rest on the sofa, and wrap my arms around Kakashi's torso, resting my head on his chest. Cuddling him.

He wraps his arms around me, and I smile, I feel his chin rest gently on my head.

"I feel so safe with you, I'm happy to be here," I say after a few minutes of comfortable silence.

"Good," he says back simply. That makes me smile more, he's not usually one for long speeches or conversations, so I was quite surprised earlier.

"Thank you for taking care of Sasuke, without me there he really needed someone, and I'm glad it was you,"

A hand comes up to stroke my hair, "It was the least I could do, he had nowhere else to go,"

I feel my eyes sting, and my throat closes up suddenly. God, he has nowhere else to go.

We really have nowhere else to go.

Our family was destroyed.

Itachi.

Itachi did this to us.

My twin.

How could he do this to us? To me?

This shouldn't be happening.

"I have to tell you something," I say, and I get out of Kakashi's lap so that I can sit next to him on couch, but I sit facing him completely, my legs crossed.

He turns to face me, a serious expression on his face.

I take a breath, right I have to do this; it will help him if he knows. What if he catches me in that state again? He has to know why. I already know.

I think I've known since I woke up at the hospital.

I look him in the eye, "You know that… I-Itachi and I have or had a telepathic link between our minds, we were born with it and so I was used to having just a presence in the recesses of my mind, we didn't let each other into the other's mind, such as thoughts or feelings, but in times of stress we would slip up in concentration, even Itachi did, but over the past few months, I would notice Itachi's mere presence in my head become muted, or sometimes disappear altogether and these times would only last minutes and I thought nothing of it…" my voice fades and my eyes drift to the window, the vision replaying in my head, "but then when I found Sasuke in our house, in our parents room, and I saw those red Sharingan eyes… I knew it was I-Itachi, but before I could even register what I saw, I fell to the ground in such unbearable pain, my skull felt like it was being split in half, I wanted to rip my head off… And then I fell into a coma. He broke our telepathic connection. He broke it, tore it from me. And now it clicks, why his presence in my head would disappear or fade, it was because he was getting ready, getting ready for that moment to rip it from me… And now I can't stop thinking of what Sasuke must going through, his big brother kills our whole clan, he finds our parents dead on the floor, lying in a pool of their own blood, and when he thinks his big sister has come to protect him, to take him away from such a scene, she collapses in pain, screaming in crazed terror, before passing out," I finish, and my face feels wet. I had no idea when I started crying. I can barely say his name either, I couldn't stop myself from stumbling over it every time.

I wipe my face roughly. And Kakashi takes my small hands into his.

"And earlier?" He says softly, nearly a whisper. I take a deep, shuddering breath, and make my eyes meet his single coal black one.

"I-I… I closed my eyes for a second, and then I saw I-Itachi's eyes in my mind… And it set off the memory, the memory of that p-pain, a-and I-I couldn't control it, it-it just took over,"

Kakashi pulls me into his embrace, and for the second time today I cry into his arms.

I'm running. I'm not sure why, or from what even, but I'm just running.

It's dark, but then a muted light appears, I look up. The moon is out, and is casting a light upon the land.

I feel my eyes widen as I take in the scene surrounding me.

I'm running through a street, but it's not an ordinary street, it's my home. It's the Uchiha residence.

I'm running past the houses, and suddenly I'm able to hear too.

"AAHHHH!"

"No, please, PLEASE!"

"AAAHHHHHHHH!"

"STOP! DON'T TOUCH HIM!"

"PLEASE, PLEASE!"

I'm surrounded by my family's screams, the sounds are deafening.

But I can't stop running, even as the tears fall down my face.

I push myself harder, but I feel like I'm quick sand, I can't run fast enough.

And then the scene fades around me and suddenly I'm running through my house.

I make it to my parent's room, and there in the middle of the floor are bodies.

Dead bodies.

I freeze, and my blood runs cold.

There aren't two bodies this time.

There on top of the heart-wrenching pile, is Sasuke.

My little Sasuke, so small, and so pale. And there is a line of blood drip-drip-dripping from his mouth.

"NOOOOOO!"

Before I can even recall that that scream came from me, I see two red sharingan eyes in the darkness.

I fall to my knees, "Why? Why have you done this?" I urge, my voice sounding desperate, and filled with tears that won't seem to stop running.

I crawl towards the bodies on my hands and knees. No, not bodies, my family! This is my family!

WHY?!

I am sobbing now, I can't hold it in. My hands reach out for Sasuke, and he falls into my lap. His blank black eyes staring up at me. And they look so questioning. As if he is asking me, why? How could I not protect him? I should have protected him!

I scream at the top of my lungs, howling to the sky, the moon bright. My throat feels raw, but I don't care, I can't stop screaming.

Hikari…

There's a whisper, but I don't register it. I'm sobbing again now, and I can't stop saying Sasuke's name. I'm willing him to wake up, shaking him frantically, and now I'm screaming his name. I sound hysterical.

Hikari…

HIKARI!

I bolt upright, my eyes wide, my breathing rapid. Something touches my arm, and I punch blindly in that direction. It's pitch black, I can't see a thing.

My fist makes contact, and I hear a grunt.

"Hikari! Calm down, it's me, it's okay," and the hands reach out again, but I let them.

I recognise that voice.

Something in my mind tells me it's safe. They are safe, secure.

My anchor.

Kakashi.

I gasp, "Oh my god, Kashi, I'm so sorry, are you okay?" I rush my words, reaching out for him.

But my hands don't make contact.

And then a light is turned on, and the harshness makes me blink like an owl for a few seconds before they adjust.

I look around, taking in my surroundings. I'm on a bed, a double bed, and still in my clothes from the hospital, a pair of thick, comfortable trousers, and a long sleeved shirt. they were clean clothes bought to the hospital from Tsunami while I was in a coma.

Oh, the room, yeah, it looks quite clean and organized, totally surprising since this is Kakashi we're talking about here, but yeah, it's nice, comforting.

Kakashi is standing by the light switch next to the door, which is closed.

He has his mask back on so I can't tell if I caused any damage.

"I'm sorry, come here, please?" I ask hesitantly, patting the bed beside me.

He walks over to the bed and climbs on to sit next to me; he immediately wraps an arm around me, holding me to him.

I fall into his embrace, my head on his chest, as my right comes up to rest on his left shoulder.

"I didn't hurt you did I?" I ask, looking up at him. He looks quite calm, but his jaw is tensed, although it relaxes before speaking.

"No, you don't have to worry about me," his arm tightens around me.

I don't remember what happened in that dream, but I know it was horrid.

"What happened?"

He takes a breath, "I was in the living room, and then I could hear you screaming… you sounded like you were in agony, and when I came in here to see what could have happened, you were murmuring Sasuke's name… but the way you were saying it sounded more like you were moaning it… Like you were in pain,"

I sit up suddenly, "Is Sasuke back? What time is it?" I ask, and I look toward the window but the curtains have been drawn.

"Sasuke is sleeping, it's nine in the evening,"

"Sasuke," I say, getting up and out of the room quick as a flash, Kakashi runs up behind me as I walk through his apartment. I have to see him, I need to know he is alive, that he was safe. That dream…

I shudder, pushing it to the back of my mind. Some parts were becoming clear from that dream, but I didn't want to remember it.

I feel Kakashi's hand on my waist, and he guides me to the room that Sasuke is occupying.

He opens the door, and there he lay, all curled up under the covers. The light filters in from the hallway, Kakashi lit them on their journey there.

I walk in, and Kakashi's hand drops from my waist, I miss his warmth, but he is letting me have this moment that I need with Sasuke.

When I reach Sasuke, I kneel down by his head. His raven hair is all mussed from sleep, sticking up at all angles, his little face all serene, and peaceful. I smile and reach a hand out, stroking from his temple through to his hair gently, not wanting to wake him.

He mumbles in his sleep, and I feel him lean into my touch.

I kiss him on the forehead softly, and get up, walking toward Kakashi, and I shut the door behind me, mindful of closing it silently.

I wrap my arms around Kakashi, and he cuddles me back, I nuzzle my face into his chest, breathing out a sigh of relief.

He rubs comforting circles on my back, and it calms me.

"I'm so glad he's okay," I say quietly.

"Of course he is… Was it your dream?" He asks hesitantly.

I nod, "Yeah, it was…" I don't finish my sentence, but I shudder involuntarily, and frown, closing my eyes tight shut, wanting to block those images from my head.

His arms tighten, "You're fine now, Sasuke is fine, I'll keep you both safe," he says firmly, and I feel better hearing those words.

My arms tighten also, "I know," and I look up at him, my eyes looking deep into his, "I love you," I say, firmly, and I can't remember the last time I said those words to Kakashi, but I want to say them more.

His eye crinkles and I know he's smiling beneath his mask, a hand leaves the embrace to cup my cheek, stroking it with his thumb, "And I love you, more than anything," he says, and I believe him. Because I feel exactly the same way.

I can't help the smile from appearing on my face, "Forever," I say, what I always say when he says he loves me.

"And always," he says in reply, like usual.

He kisses me, and I melt into it.

I let the dream fall to the back of my mind and focus on the loving, beautiful, kind man I have in my arms.

There we go. I loved writing this one, there's a lot going on for Hikari I feel, she's still not fully comprehending what's happened. Consciously at least, subconsciously her mind is going out of control as you saw from that dream. There will be more "craziness" next chapter, because there wasn't a lot this time hehe. Please review! :)