Me Kheiron Béltiston
Between Kakashi and Guy, of course, things weren't going that well.
Kakashi had sworn him that he'd never have to do with Shikamaru again, but it wasn't so easy as it seemed.
Kakashi had to do with Shikamaru practically the entire day.
The Hokage has of course a lot to do with the army.
Nothing could be harder, as avoid meeting Shikamaru – at least for Kakashi!
But he tried the same to not cheat on Guy.
Guy was such an honest man – how could his best friend betray – or worse, wound him?
Now Guy would work with Orochimaru; but Shikamaru would be superfluous, thus.
And he could be really useful, as – WAIT – UHU!
Kakashi ran again to Tsunade to ask her:
"Listen to me – IF YOU become Hokage again and Shikamaru helps you-"
"I don't want to take this fucking place again – IF SHIKAMARU becomes Hokage?"
"…Oh my God…this is impossible! He's not got – Konoha would never accept it…"
"Konoha loves Shikamaru, Kakashi.
Konoha would accept. You enter the Academy – that Jinchuuriki's profile – Guy and Orochimaru in the army and Shika and I govern.
It's perfect – all Konoha's powers would work in the best way.
What do you think?"
Someone knocked at the door and opened it. Shikamaru walked in with a serious face and lowered eyes.
"What's up?" asked Kakashi.
„Hokage, sir, I have to ask you – FUCK IT, Kakashi, we need you in the research! We need BRAINS.
We ain't got a single clue.
Are you in?"
„I would, but I had also thought…if I could leave the government…"
Tsunade cleared her throat.
"...ehr...if i could leave the government, I was wondering, why don't you take my place?"
"YOU JOKING?
I'm still a teenager! I'm only 16 – and why not Tsuande?"
„We would govern together, Shik.
Believe me, it's better that you are the Hokage. And also Gaara has become Hokage when he was 16.
Kakashi goes in the Academy, Guy and Orochimaru to the army.
About Orochimaru, then, I have to ask you something.
I know him since decades, you know. I have seen him do things, that – better leave it.
It's pretty difficult for me to believe that now he's become good or likesay."
Shikamaru reflected.
Kakashi waited for his answer with Tsunade – Kakashi had already chosen to say something on his part after that.
Shikamaru didn't want to say something extraordinary, and everyone knew; but also Kakashi was surprised by his plain "He is."
Tsunade watched him half terrorized, half smiling. Then she commented:
"This is his way…you've become just like him.
Jiraya had always said that Orochimaru was only very intelligent.
We're gonna see what you end up to.
Then? What're we gonna do?
Hokage?"
Shikamaru looked Kakashi. Kakashi nodded. Shikamaru sighed, smiled and said:
"No."
Then he turned to Kakashi and added:
"By the way.
Gaara enters the Academy too. I'm leaving the army and following him. I think the best thing is that Tsunade takes the government again.
Oh, and Guy – the army needs someone like him, I mean, Orochimaru and I are maybe a little too much coldblooded" he cleared his throat "Guy would just help Orochimaru."
Kakashi stood up and commented:
"Alright.
I can only say that Orochimaru has really changed.
When he saw the mayhem here in Konoha – something changed in him then. I know only this.
I go to the Academy…"
He closed the door behind him and began to think.
'The research…all this people are studying since months and nothing has been found.
We knew the thing was not easy to solve, but now it nearly seems – we can't do anything.
All this time – it seems that there isn't a solution…'
He felt helpless, for the first time in his life.
He felt helpless, poor and lonely.
He also thought:
'All we're doing now in Konoha is defending ourselves.
FROM WHAT, should we at least know.
Defend ourselves – we cannot attack, we should not attack, we don't even need to attack!
At least we've got allies – but also I have, I have Guy, Shikamaru, Tsunade – Orochimaru – so why am I feeling so alone – so bad?'
He thought suddenly of Guy. His smile – God, just like Naruto's – Naruto.
How long was it now?
Months.
Naruto was dead.
Three months.
Akatsuki had killed him.
Kakashi shivered and closed his fists.
He stopped in the middle of the hall and watched the floor.
The man who's worth living never says "No".
The Way of the Ninja – his law.
The man who's worth living accepts what happens.
The man who's worth living never gives up.
For the first time in his life, Kakashi thought of committing suicide.
His father.
HE had killed himself when Kakashi was still a kid.
Suicide.
It'd be so easy. TOO EASY. No. Something wasn't right. Shikamaru always said that easy things are useless.
Suicide was too easy.
It was better to wait. Wait for the Akatsuki or whoever else to kill him.
Kakashi leant against the wall.
Naruto.
'Fuck it, lil'. Fuck it. I WANTED TO REPLACE YOUR FATHER TO YOU. Where have I let you go? Where are you now?'
What a stupid question.
He wasn't.
He wasn't anymore. So easy to say. So easy to understand. SO HARD TO BEAR.
„What's wrong?"
This voice – Shikamaru – behind him. Kakashi raised the head.
„I was thinking..."
Tsunade finally accepted to become Hokage again.
Shikamaru left the army and joined her – otherwise she said she would go in exile to the Sand.
Of course she wouldn't – but with women you can never tell.
In a single day, Konoha's entire government had changed – Kakashi helping the Academy, Gaara with him, someone from the Mist also lending a hand.
Orochimaru and Guy began to quarrel that same evening and never stopped.
That was unbearable.
Officers and privates were so annoyed that they tried to put up a plan to bring some kind of peace – a certain kind of peace, to be honest – the same kind of peace there was between Orochimaru and Shikamaru.
They tried making Guy get drunk.
No way.
He womited and was sick for three days.
Orochimaru was only angrier.
But got the clue.
So, to close the foursome, he began to approach Guy in a friendlier way – stopped contradicting him on everything and everyone – stopped asking him continuously of Kakashi – stopped hinting at that-four-days-in-a-row-of-theirs that MADE GUY MOTHERFUCKING ANGRY and going around shouting "FUCK" and kicking walls.
Being that Orochimaru spoke such a perfect, mannered English, Guy counteracted speaking with a strong accent and in the Uchiha slang.
There was not something bad between Orochimaru and the Uchihas.
Only, the Uchihas' was the only ghetto in Konoha.
Only they had a slang…
So you could hear them:
"On no account would I let that squad be placed thereon, Guy."
"Aye. Ah nither."
The situation became so incredibly unbearable that Orochimaru decided to leave the HQ to Guy.
He'd go on field to organize and command the patrolling squads, and to look for Tobi himself.
He was right in it.
Tobi wanted to see Orochimaru.
AND OROCHIMARU WANTED TO SEE TOBI.
Tobi had told the zombie twins to get rid of Kabuto's body somewhere – but he didn't know that the Mist
was now allied with the Leaf.
He thought they were still enemies.
Tobi didn't know Orochimaru knew of Kabuto.
But Orochimaru had still a vengeance to have, and a battle to win.
He had to fuck Guy.
Literally.
Days before he went away, Guy was boasting around "HOW GOOD WILL IT BE WITHOUT HIM" (he had stopped talking slang all of a sudden) and, to whom wondered about Guy's abilities in running an HQ by himself, he said that Orochimaru would only "foster wickedness, fed vipers at his breast – as he weren't enough of a viper – and inflict death's caress to anyone would have come in his way, I tell you!"
Orochimaru pretended not to hear him.
He went on trying on him for days.
He began to harass him – but lightly.
Guy was not to be scares, he looked beasty rather than psycho these days – Kakashi having asked him, surprised "WHY does Oro go away?"
Orochimaru kept himself from spelling Kakashi's name.
He simply waited.
Guy would melt down.
He knew.
Cold blood always has this effect on warm blood.
And SO GUY DID.
It was a short thing, however – Guy had drunk and was drunk, but just a little – just the right things – it was something you could compare to our Vodka.
Guy had the clear feeling of being wide awake – and instead was completely unconscious of his decisions.
He was more than willing, APPARENTLY.
Orochimaru was justified.
After a pair of rides Guy was sound asleep, Orochimaru went out of his apartment, leaving him there –naked and confused – laughing: "Who's fed a viper in his breast, now?"
The same night Orochimaru went to pay a visit to Kakashi, who had of course already been informed of his leaving the town to the field.
Kakashi wasn't sleeping.
He was awake and thinking, of course, about Naruto.
But he wasn't alone neither.
Gaara had come with him to talk about the other Jinchuuriki, the research and whatever.
They were practically drowned in a sea of desperation, hopelessness and helplessness, muttering dark words like "no way" and "never", "it's all shit", "do you think we'll at least go to paradise?" "Neither. We killed" interjected with sighs.
Orochimaru knocked.
Kakashi stood up, opened the door, yelled a "YAY!", embraced and dragged him in forcedly.
"Where's Guy? He usually comes-"
Orochimaru snogged him abruptly and Gaara laughed, embarrassed.
Kakashi tore himself away from the other, laughed nervously scratching his head, pointed at Gaara and said aloud:
"THE KAZEKAGE is here"
Orochimaru interrupted him again: "I know.
How long has it been, KAK?
Uhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhu.
Well Kazekage, I hope I'm not interrupting any study or else.
I have to talk to the Ho- no – to him privately, would you mind…?"
Gaara blushed, stuttered some apologising syllables and went away.
Kakashi kissed Orochimaru and asked him, again:
"Where is Guy?"
"Sleeping. I GOT HIM, KAKA. You wanted me to, didn't you?"
Kakashi looked him baffled.
He opened his mouth, dropped his hands, his eyes gaped – he didn't laugh.
But smirked. Giggled. Grinned.
The eyes of a cobra and a grin with opened mouth.
Orochimaru watched another one of his dummies, his partial clones. He watched him and grinned himself.
But it was not a contented grim.
It was really a smirk.
He was not happy at all.
Also Kakashi had deluded him.
Everyone became like him, everyone ended up imitating him – being unaware of doing it – everyone got conquered by his mind, raped by his mind, overflowed with his mind, quelled with his mind – taken over - POSSESSED.
Orochimaru was tired of having things.
Puppets.
Pawns.
Dummies.
He wanted someone like him.
A thinking being.
Someone else. At times, and not too seldom, he had also thought of God as feeling the same way.
Alone.
Surrounded by freaks.
Orochimaru had never understood, there had never been a way to discover what made him so different
Why was he cold blooded?
Why had he always had that appearance?
He had never met his parents.
No one seemed to know a thing about them.
Orochimaru's only HOPE in this life had been Kabuto.
Kabuto, the only one who COULDN'T imitate him.
Not that he wasn't able.
Kabuto couldn't want it.
Kabuto was the only thinking being on this earth that didn't despise Orochimaru FOR WHAT HE DID, but for what he was.
Kabuto didn't WANT to be like Orochimaru.
Everyone else did.
And Kabuto was dead.
Shikamaru?
He was the perfect dummy.
So young that he hadn't even decided – chosen a personality yet.
There was no problem at all for Orochimaru, there wasn't a single obstacle in rewriting Shikamaru's mind – his ideas – his gestures – his behaviour – his voicing – his facial expressions – his PLUG IN to the world.
Shikamaru's plug in had copy-pasted Orochimaru's.
And, intelligent as he was, Shikamaru hadn't noticed it at all.
Nor Kakashi.
Nor Guy.
He had already begun to speak better.
Nor Gaara.
Nor everyone else.
Only Sasuke had noticed it.
Sasuke had been a failure, but not as big as Kabuto.
Sasuke didn't want to be like him. He only wanted to DO like him.
Or well, to be able to do it.
Sasuke had killed his own personality – 'luckily, that pussy' – it was easier for him.
He could accept it consciously.
With Kabuto gone, Orochimaru was left alone – completely alone – and thus, there were two completely alone men in a room, going to have sex – two bodies and the same mind.
Or well, a mastermind and its rough copy.
Or well.
The rough copy of its dummy.
And Kakashi thought that his only problem, now, was that Naruto was dead.
Not feeling his mind being fucked – harder than his body – not realizing the changes that were going on, everywhere, except on what he was thinking about at the time – that means:
Orochimaru.
Guy.
Naruto.
Shikamaru.
If only Kakashi had been aware, he would have been conscious of having seen Tsunade, in the last weeks – shorter and taller and fatter and thinner.
That was Orochimaru's mind.
That was all a play of mirrors.
Mirrors, mirrors in the mind, reflecting and being moved – positioned – reflecting each other and everything else.
The mind is made of those mirrors.
Assuming that the mirrors are numbered – you saw yourselves in Mirror 1.
If you're stupid, you will think you'll always see yourself in Mirror 1.
Assuming that Orochimaru, or whatever coldblooded in his place, moves the Mirror 1.
So that it reflects him, instead of you.
What does your mind do?
Guess.
'Oh, that's ME there. Have I always been like that? But, that must be that I was so stupid I didn't even UNDERSTAND me. Probably I see clearly, now.'
Well, that's easy.
If you didn't understand yourself, not only haven't you seen WHAT YOU ARE and have seen SOMETHING ELSE.
The only thing you really know now is that YOU WEREN'T THE ONE YOU SAW.
You haven't got a single motherfucking clue on WHO YOU REALLY ARE.
You can still mistake something else for yourself.
Or someone else, that's even easier.
People like Orochimaru and Me are just people who know these things.
We're around.
We're many.
AND WE'RE HUNGRY.
And you're alone. Helpless. Weak. Powerless. Small. And fragile. BUT YOU'RE GOOD FOR FOOD.
We are alone.
Helpless.
Weak.
Powerless.
Small.
Fragile.
But we are THE ONES WHO EAT.
Have a nice trip on the earth, warm-blooded ones.