At The Intersection of Gauche and Obtuse | By : Sushi4Brains Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2102 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Vertical Angles – when two lines intersect (Kakashi and Yamato) opposite angles are called vertical (Naruto and Sakura); they share the same vertex (Kakashi), don’t have to point in the same direction or be on similar sized lines.
The first time Kakashi laid eyes on this kid from the Foundation, he was still in the hospital . . . he only wished he'd been juiced up on painkillers or at least, had a pair of sunglasses available.
From what he could see, Sai was about eighteen or nineteen years old, pale as unadorned rice paper with jet black hair and ebony eyes that revealed absolutely nothing. There was such an awkwardness that seemed to engulf him, a sadness tangible and pitiful. Less than twenty words passed between him and Sai that day; there was nothing remarkable about him, nothing that pricked his senses about something dangerous.
The next time Kakashi saw him was after his release from the hospital. On the northern training grounds, where Naruto struggled to develop a new and indefensible ninjutsu, Sai showed up every day. The kid never masked his chakra as he considered those assembled his comrades; he'd pass the time sitting quietly under the shade of an elm tree, and when he wasn't reading a book, he'd sketch Naruto while he trained. With each new day, he crossed the line he'd drawn for himself, inching closer, yet never infringing on the perimeter surrounding Kakashi, Yamato and Naruto. Never a word was spoken either in greeting or as he prepared to depart for the day.
Kakashi didn't let on that he'd seen him and never turned to question his presence at the training grounds.
In many ways, he could relate to the socially discomforted young man. After his father's death, he'd shut himself away from the world, alienating all who sought to comfort him. He lived for upholding the rules, and for the successful completion of a mission; he yearned to spill an enemy's blood with the edge of his katana, to feel their life force splatter against his mask and soak into his clothing. Back then, he was slowly turning into a monster and he didn't give a damn about that. His comrades feared what they saw as his increasing mental instability; some whispered behind his back that he had a death wish and perhaps that was true.
Others called him 'Cold-blooded Kakashi' to his face; it was a nickname he wore like a badge of honor.
Years of living that kind of life was tearing him up inside, though he didn't realize it, couldn't see the symptoms of his slow and steady demise. It wasn't until someone had the balls to snatch him away from the darkness that he really learned the meaning of life. The only difference between the person he was then and the person Sai is at present is that Kakashi had emotions to begin with; something he could fall back on to an extent. It must have been easier for Sai, to suffocate something that never had a chance to live in the first place.
Every day, he sensed Sai was trying to pull himself out of the darkness. Like a butterfly fighting to emerge from its chrysalis, the effort to break free is what made its wings strong. Were he to interfere, that tiny spark of life and hope would forever be extinguished.
Am I ready to stand at the mouth of that pit . . . to congratulate him once he claws his way out? Or am I trying to atone for the errors I made with Sasuke? If this kid turns into a shinobi loyal to the Hokage, will it absolve me of the remorse, expunge the guilt I’ve lived with all these years?
He knew Sai was hard wired to follow the orders given him. Didn’t make it any easier to trust him much less forgive him for the despicable things he’d done.
I need more time and a helluva lotta space to figure out how to deal with this guy.
IGO IGO IGO IGO
Less than a week after Naruto's training began, Team Kakashi, under Yamato's leadership was called away on another mission. Graves near the Fire Temple disturbed robbed, corpses stolen; the purpose of this desecration, a mystery.
Kakashi too found himself tasked with a separate mission -- meeting with the Toad Sannin, Lord Jiraiya to determine if the Akatsuki were involved, and if they were, to determine how close they were to the Leaf Village.
It would be several months before all the members of Team Kakashi stood on the training fields of home once again.
NOTE:
The line: “Like a snapping turtle with a bellyache,” was shamelessly lifted from an episode of the Three Stooges. Thanks for the memories and the laughter guys.
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