Weird Situation Number 03 left Obito with more questions than answers.
Some were about Kakashi: who was this person his roommate loved? Was it Rin? Another fallen comrade? Why Obito never heard about this before? Why would Kakashi keep it a secret from his best friend for so many years? And if he loved this person, how could he sleep around like that? Had he given up completely? Was it really that easy to separate sex and love?
Most were about himself: how did he feel about this new information? He hated that Kakashi slept around before, but now he hated this even more? Why? And why did he hated that Kakashi loved someone? Most people have a significant other, why couldn't Kakashi? Obito was just annoyed at Kakashi visiting his wet dreams, so why did he care if he was fucking other people, or loving other people? Obito had thought he just wanted some peace and quiet during his sleep, and stop getting hard at the sight of Kakashi, what is this weird feeling in the pit of his stomach?
The worst part about all of this was that he was trying to be calm and rational about it and still wasn't working. He tried to consider who's to blame, was Kakashi in the wrong for wanting to keep his sex/love life private? A lot of people talked about it around town, but Obito's never seen Kakashi himself mentioning it, so it's not like his roommate was keeping a secret from Obito specifically, he just seemed private in general. But his feelings were all over the place, no matter how many rational approaches he tried on this issue.
And now he was lashing out on Kakashi, something he never intended to happen. Sure, Kakashi was being his usual annoying self, and Obito being his usual mean self, it was how they worked since they were in the Academy, but Obito could feel his words had more bite, more malice, and he hated himself for that. He didn't want to unload all his frustration about Kakashi on Kakashi. It wasn't how rational adult people talked and interacted. Even if Kakashi had always been able to bring out something primal from Obito, be it anger and jealousy when they were kids, or desire and frustration now that they were adults.
And Kakashi didn't even fight back, that's what's driving Obito insane! Why couldn't he just draw a line and tell Obito he was being a prick and to stop? It made him even angrier, it made absolutely no sense at all. He needed to collect himself before people started noticing and he started to hurt Kakashi for real.
Exhibit A:
They'd been training their taijutsu for some time now, Kakashi always getting quicker, more efficient, fucking genius. Obito asked for a break and sat on the side lines of the training field as Kakashi worked on some target practice. Not like he needed. Show off. Whatever. He got to admire his eye candy like this. Kakashi wasn't wearing a shirt, in fact neither was Obito, it's been a hotter summer than usual, but what mattered is that Kakashi was shirtless, and Obito had an excuse to drool over him, because he was just watching him practice, what else? He wasn't being a creep. And all was well in the world. He could already imagine what type of wet dream he'd have tonight, maybe some taijutsu practice turn into steamy sex? He wouldn't mind that, even if sometimes he would wake up in the middle of the night hot and bothered.
"My dear friend Obito!" A booming voice came behind him and Obito groaned, not minding in hide his annoyance. "Are you and my rival training?"
'My rival'? As in 'my rival Kakashi'? As in 'my Kakashi'?
Obito raised his eyes from where he was sitting to look at Gai, also shirtless, that perfect body of his glistening in the sun just like his damn smile. He had a lot of scars, much more than Kakashi, who was a deadly killing machine with almost zero percentage of mistakes, and more than a typical jonin, because of the strenuous training he put his body through. But still, less than Obito, who was half made of badly scarred Hashirama cells. And he had perfectly cultivated muscles, you could have an anatomy class on his body, every little bit of muscle, even the useless ones, popping out like it's a goddamn competition or something. Asshole.
Gai was staring in a distance at Kakashi, who probably already noticed his rival was here, but decided to let Obito handle him. Gai's strange eyes tracked every movement, every little flex of muscle in Kakashi like he was the most interesting thing in the universe right now. And he was. But still.
No. Uh-uh.
"We're leaving." Obito got up to his feet dusting his pants and turning to yell at his roommate while Gai laughed that ridiculous boisterous laugh of his. "Kakashi! C'mon we're leaving!"
"Already?" Kakashi asked sounding confused and deflated but Obito didn't give a flying fuck.
"I was hoping I'd have a chance to challenge my riv-"
"Shove your challenges up your ass and do a little twirl for me, will ya?" Obito said in an annoyed voice, unable to hear Gai calling Kakashi his again. What the fuck is this? Kakashi even slept with Gai? Maito Gai?! Of all people?! Nope, he wasn't dealing with this, as he wasn't dealing with whatever lingering attraction they might have for each other, they we're getting the fuck out of here with Kakashi fully clothed.
He started walking away making his point very clear and not wanting to look at them interacting. It was nothing new, everybody knew and was used to this, Obito was rude and an asshole to everyone except old grannies in the produce market, and he was especially rude to Gai, who he had no patience for, despite Kakashi and him being pretty close to each other. He heard both of them exchanging a few words, Kakashi apologizing a bit for Obito's temper as if it was something he could control. Idiot. Gai just waved it off as if Obito didn't just walked all over him. Goddamn stupid self-righteous stuck up mother fucker.
"Hey Obito, wait up!" Kakashi jogged to him to catch with Obito's fast steps. "What did Gai ever do to you? Gods."
Obito wasn't in the mood to hear Kakashi defending the honor of someone he's slept with, so he just brushed the question off. "Piss off. And put your shirt on!" He ordered to a very confused looking Kakashi who obeyed him at least. No need to lose his mind even more over his pretty boy.
Exhibit B:
"Obito, yo." Kakashi welcomed him with that same ridiculous smile he always had as he got home from work.
"Hey." Obito muttered as he left his shoes on the genkan and his stuff on the table. "I got us a movie to watch, it's with that actress we talked, the- what?" He interrupted himself after seeing Kakashi already sending him an apologetic smile and scratching the back of his head. He knew what this was.
"Ma, gomen Obito, forgot to tell you, I'm meeting Genma later today."
"Fuck you Kakashi! Just cancel with him and watch the movie with me, don't be a fucking bastard." Obito said sounding harsher and ruder at each word, but he couldn't stop it. His blood just boiled whenever Kakashi mentioned he was going out, even if it was with Genma. Maybe because it was with Genma.
"Oh, really?" Kakashi perked at that and didn't seem to notice his rudeness. Good for him for being an idiot.
"Yeah, really." Obito snarled back but again, his roommate seemed unaffected, and even happy.
"Great! I'll send a clone to let him know!" In a puff of smoke another Kakashi appeared in the living room.
"No!" Obito said before he could hold himself back. This might be pushing it, but with the clone delivering a message, Kakashi could still fuck Genma, because you know, taking the opportunity of them being together, why not? He closed his eyes thinking that maybe he was the idiot one here, and needed his fucking head and dick checked. "Summon your ninken, tell them we'll all spend some quality time together and one of them can send Genma the message."
That sounded so suspicious coming from Obito, he almost winced at his own lie. As he had expected, Kakashi cocked his head to side looking like his own ninken, with that adorable confused face making Obito's heart, stomach and dick do some somersaults. Kakashi would often summon his ninken for them to laze around the house, but Obito had some personal beef with the dogs because they kept messing the place and eating or hiding his stuff. Seriously, Kakashi should train his dogs better. Still, he prayed Kakashi would fall for it and not send his clone to fuck Genma.
"But-"
"Just fucking do it before I change my mind." Kakashi smiled and didn't need to be told twice as he promptly nipped at his thumb and summoned everyone. Everyone. As in, a whole fucking pack of eight fucking dogs. Obito was already feeling a headache. Fuck it. At least he wasn't out there fucking gods know who.
Exhibit C:
"Goddamnit Obito! How much did you drink for you to get like this?!" Kakashi was exasperated trying to help Obito get back to their apartment after a night out with Anko.
He had a toxic friendship with her. He always tried to get her drunk and vice versa. Usually he'd beat her because the Hashirama cells helped in alcohol metabolization, but tonight they drank each other under the table, their bill was ridiculously expensive, and they ended up dragged out of the bar.
"That's not a toxic friendship. You're just two very competitive people." Kakashi chuckled while holding one of Obito's arms over his shoulders. He must have said some of what he thought out loud.
Obito poked his mask. "I don't like when you smile."
"You can't even see me smiling, Obito." Kakashi answered. While smiling. Defeating his own argument.
"Yeah I can." He retorted sounding a bit childish.
Everyone could see it when his eyes did that thing where they crinkled and closed in that cute way when he'd send people that easy smile of his. But he hated more when he sent people a real smile, the ones that Kakashi got shy about, so his hands darted to cover his mouth, or adjust the mask or the headband to cover more of his skin and hide his smile. He hated when Kakashi smiled like that at other people. He doesn't want anyone else to see him like that. He preferred little kid Kakashi, he was an asshole that nobody could stand and he only let his team get close to him. But now with easy going, laid back, cool guy Kakashi, everybody got close to him, not only Obito like back then. He fucking hated this.
"You don't want other people to see me?" Kakashi asked looking worried and confused and fuck, Obito's got no idea what he said and what he didn't say out loud. Fucking hell. He's never drinking again.
"I like kid Kakashi. You were an asshole."
"You prefer me when I was an asshole?" Kakashi smiled again his hand adjusting the mask just like Obito liked. That was a true smile, it warmed Obito from inside.
"Only I was your friend then." Obito tried to explain something even he didn't get.
Obito poked Kakashi's mask covered cheek again. Would he ever let Obito see his face? Did he show his face to the people he fucked? Were they more especial to him than Obito?
"You're my best friend Obito." Kakashi said in a tender and sweet tone and part of Obito had fucking butterflies in his stomach threatening to fly out of his mouth and the other part wanted to fucking beat the shit out of this mother fucker.
"Ouch! Obito! I'm just trying to get you home! Asshole!" Kakashi defended himself from light slaps and shoves Obito was throwing at him.
Whatever. Maybe Obito was special to Kakashi and that's why he didn't want to sleep together. Was that it? Who the fuck knows? Not Obito. And there was nothing he could do about it drunk of his ass at two in the morning on a weekend in the middle of the street. Fuck, he's never letting Anko get him this drunk ever again.
Deductive reasoning by logical inference given available information:
"You're jealous."
"No, I'm not." Obito answered in a gut reaction without lifting his eyes from the paper.
"Then how do you know what I'm talking about?"
A heavy silence hung between them. They were in Anko's office, reviewing newly acquired information on Orochimaru sent to them by one of their spies. They'd been in silence for some time now, each reading on the information at hand before their meeting with Ibike to discuss next steps. They haven't discussed Kakashi in any way, shape or form today. Not even mentioned his name in casual conversation. They haven't had any discussions about Kakashi before on that merit either. There was absolutely no context for Obito to be able to guess what she was talking about, no reason why he should know who he was jealous of. He fell into her trap and there was no turning back right now. Fuck he wanted to knock every tooth out of that smug smile Anko was giving him right now.
"Shut up." He said weakly, telling himself that the warmth he felt around his cheeks and neck was just the summer biting down on him.
"Oh my gods, you're so jealous right now!" Anko almost fell off her chair while pointing a mocking finger at him. Maybe he should go back to being evil. He'd be allowed to cut all her fingers off. Well not allowed, but at least nobody would think it was out of character. Whatever, she could use her creepy snaked as fingers if needed.
"No, I'm not." He tried not to give her the satisfaction and opted for his most neutral voice possible. If he let her get her under his skin, he might kill her on the spot from anger, but it would still count as her win.
"Look, you've been a real asshole these days."
Obito wasn't a very introspective person. Not one to dwell on self-discovery and philosophical pondering and investigating his possibilities, more one to think of practical things and what he could do right the fuck now to get what he knew he wanted. So, you can imagine the toll this whole Kakashi situation was taking on him. He was snappy, short tempered, hot headed, zero patience, had not slept well in months and was overall very irritated. He guessed it wasn't pleasant to be around him. Not even for Kakashi. He wished he could explain this to Anko, but he couldn't. Wouldn't.
"That's just who I am, Anko. An asshole." Obito said agreeing with her and moving to start reading the document again, hoping this would be enough to make her drop it. It wasn't.
"But you're worse these days. I'm telling you from one asshole to another." Anko crossed her arms as if ready to discuss the matter and he knew he had no way out except going through it.
"Do tell me." He said annoyed, ready to refute whatever ludicrous accusations she was gonna throw at him. His sarcasm wasn't enough to deter her.
"You've been a bastard since that conversation with Genma. But I didn't understand why, I was considering just mopping the floor with you and get you back to normal."
"As if you could." Obito scoffed, she might have studied under one of the sanin, but Obito would be the one to beat her in a fight, not the other way around. Anko just ignored him and continued her narration of how she got to this ludicrous conclusion that Obito was jealous.
"I met Gai the other day and he offered me his condolences for working with you and gave me a thumbs up." Maito mother fucking Gai. That's the clue she got. Shit. If he was such a youthful amazing person why was he going around saying Obito was an asshole? "Other people told me the same thing, but do you know what the common denominator was?"
He knew it, he just didn't wanna hear it.
"Kakashi."
He closed his eyes trying to mentally order a lightening to strike him and kill him right now. It didn't work.
"What is it? You're jealous because he didn't sleep with you? Just go on and ask, I'm sure he'd be more than pleased to change that."
After he found out that Kakashi and Genma weren't dating he guessed as much. Just fucking knock on the fucking door and fucking say it. Kakashi would agree in a heartbeat. Somehow the possibility made him feel even more nauseous and at lost. He didn't want it like that, he didn't know what he wanted, just that this wasn't it.
Anko sent him a look that bordered on pity, and he wanted to strangle her. "Oh… I see…"
"Yeah? What the fuck do you see Anko?" Obito asked rudely. He doesn't know what face he was making for her to see anything.
Anko didn't flinch neither turned away. But her face became more serious, with a tinge of fondness. Obito wanted to put her face through the table. "I thought you were jealous because Kakashi never gave you a chance, and you wanted Kakashi just like everyone else already had. But you want Kakashi only for yourself and no one else."
It wasn't a question. Obito held his breath. He didn't need to answer it. The moment she said those words he realized that's what he wanted. Fuck. Just. Fuck. But when she put it that way, she made it sound like he-
"You're in love with him."
Obito closed his eyes as if hit by something. He tasted the word in his mouth.
Love.
Oh.
Goddamn mother fucking hell asshole shitty bastard fucking prick dickhead- shit fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-
"Shit, Obito." Anko said again sounding more sympathetic than sarcastic, but it just sounded like pity to his ears.
"Fuck off Anko."
He couldn't deny what she said, not when it clicked inside him like that. That was it. He had always wanted Kakashi. Wanted him as a friend, a rival, a comrade in arms, someone to reminisce about Rin and sensei, a deadly shinobi who Obito admired, who could admire him back. Then someone whose beliefs he had to destroy, only to later become someone whose beliefs he wanted to build upon, someone for who he had wanted to make this world a better place, and after leaving Madara that phrase took a whole new meaning. Someone he wanted to protect but it was useless to try when Kakashi was his own worst enemy, someone to watch grow and flourish and despite the horrors from his past someone who could still hope and dream and heal and-
Fuck.
"But Obit-"
"I love him."
"Fuck." Was the only thing Anko could answer, and honestly? What a fucking mood. "What now?" She asked after a few seconds of letting that information sink in.
Now he'd seen Kakashi in a sexual way after that unfortunate situation with Genma and just like that Kakashi owned him in whole new way. Like in everything else in Obito's life, Kakashi was the sole owner of his sexuality, his desires, his cravings. His sole reason of being, for trying, for putting an effort. All that he felt for his roommate before came crashing over his sexual desire and morphing everything into romantic love and now Obito had all these feelings, so strong so heavy so needy and he didn't know where to put them. He hated them, he didn't want them. They made too much sense, they felt too right, they explained too much, but they fucking hurt.
They hurt because Kakashi already had someone he loved.
Yeah, what now indeed?
"Fuck if I know." Obito answered angrily before getting back into his reading.
