Reunion of Shadows | By : Lisea18 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Kakashi/Sasuke Views: 1897 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Title:
Reunion of Shadows
Author: Lisea18
Rating: M
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, I'm making no money from writing this
A big
thank you to Nijiirochan who became Reunion’s new
Beta.
Author's note: English is
not my first language, so please forgive my mistakes.
Reunion of Shadows 22
He was at the top of a
roof, crouched, silent, deadly, his eyes surveying the surrounding area
intently. Shadows were around him, a coat of darkness that fitted him more than
anyone else, hiding him. His stillness, his white mask, made him seem like one
of those gargoyles adorning churches. And currently he truly was one, a
terrific protector.
Through his Hedgehog mask
eyes, Sasuke made sure no one escaped or interfered
in a bad way. He wasn’t listening to the trial, trusting Kakashi
to act on his behalf, trusting his friends to side with him and make sure
punishment was met. He didn’t react when he crossed another Anbu’s
gaze, they were all focused. As he inspected the rank of spectators he felt a
pang of sympathy for the families, he didn’t feel guilty, not
one bit, but he understood what they were going through. He understood all too
well. The shame, the anger, the sadness, the betrayal, the denial, the feeling
of being lost...
And all that was the fault
of the people currently kneeling on the floor, chained, chakra suppressed. He
had been the one to bring them here and he was going to make sure they didn’t
escape justice. He had been here not long ago too, accused of the exact same
thing many times: act of treachery against Konoha. It
had been their fault from the beginning, from the moment they had started to
act in the shadows and force Itachi to kill his own
clan for a so called peace.
His gaze burned as he took
in Raiz, the one who had killed Juugo.
Finally, finally he would avenge his faithful friend. Then he would catch Alraune and everything would end. And then... then he
wouldn’t have any revenge to extract. Kakashi’s words
from what seemed so long ago resounded in his head, “Even if you are successful
in your revenge, all you’ll be left with is emptiness”.
Until now it had been
revenge that kept him together. It prevented him from being too concentrated on
his self-hatred for not seeing Itachi go mad, for not
stopping him from killing his clan and then for not understanding it had all
been a mask. For not saving him, for not protecting Juugo and Karin... Revenge saved him from hating
himself, from facing his pain. If he was angry, hating, he didn't pay attention
to that little knot in his chest... and as long as he didn't look at it, it
wouldn't grow and engulf everything, breaking him totally. Hate was his driving
force, it prevented the remains of his being from
crumbling. He needed it to keep himself together until something else could
take its place and help him mend his wounds.
He smirked as he caught Naruto looking at him, Sakura was
next to him as well as Hinata and Iruka. The smirk
turned into a half-smile as he felt Suigetsu and
Karin near him, as anbu, as well as all their friends
that had helped into capturing those they were judging today. He wasn’t alone,
because some stubborn annoying people had always made sure he kept a link to
them. Finally his eyes fell on Kakashi, looking so
damn bored in his Hokage dress, Icha
Icha Paradise in his lap, barely hidden by a table.
He flinched as a grey pupil stared right at his dark ones. Ah... that something
that would help him mend his wounds...
he had started to find it, hadn’t he?
He saw the grey eye arc in
an unnerving smile , and even if he knew Kakashi couldn’t read his thoughts he had a feeling the man
knew exactly what he had been thinking... and that gave him the urge to
simultaneously beat him to a pulp and kiss the living daylights out of him.
His head snapped back to
the coliseum main entry as Neji informed him, via
their necklace radio, that Alraune
was coming with his two guards. Sasuke itched to grab
the man and drag him to face justice, they had proof
of his ties to ROOT. But he felt the burning gaze of his former sensei on his
nape and kept still.
“This is scandalous!”
thundered Alraune as he slammed the doors open.
All eyes zoomed in on him
and he dusted his clothes as he stomped in, coming to stand right in front of Kakashi’s podium, looking righteous in his anger.
“How dare you attack a
council member like myself at dawn? And organize a
raid in Konoha? Because that’s what it was! A raid!”
Kakashi opened his mouth to answer but Alraune shut him up imperiously, bringing his hand up. Kakashi’s visible eyebrow shot up and his eye curved with
amusement.
“I heard Hyuuga-sama
said he was the instigator, but I do not believe that! Either you knew and that
shouldn’t be forgiven, or you didn’t and then I have little belief in your so
called power over that Uchiha traitor! He’s running
free organizing raids!”
Raiz smiled triumphantly at that and Sasuke had the sudden urge to cut a smile in his throat.
His fingers were digging into the stone turning his knuckles white, he was
ready to push on his legs and launch at whoever pulled out a weapon. His eyes
had certainly bled Sharingan by now. He couldn’t help
but snort however when he saw Kakashi turn a page of
his horrid book before lifting his head up, as if only now noticing the angered
man.
“You’re the one running
free organizing murders on Konoha citizens. Please do
notice no one died or was incapacitated for life,” Kakashi
flipped a page “You are going against what was ordered and agreed by the
Council, thinking your own little ideas are worth more than what the village
decided, and so you took the head of an un-recognized organisation that is
ready to kill to force their point of view,” he lifted his head from his book
and his visible eye curved into an amused smile, “That is called treachery,”
shooing Alraune again he ended with; “Please take a
seat with the accused, I’m all ready to hear you out and judge you.”
“How dare you!” hollered Alraune, “what proof do you have against me?”
Kakashi motioned to Sai,
sitting at the witness bench, close to Ino’s father
in case another mental trap was inside him. Sai was
all they needed, especially since Alraune had been
the one to trigger the suicide-jutsu, it was a formal
proof none could counter.
“This isn’t the issue here!
You knew about that Uchiha –”
Kakashi clapped his book shut, rising from
his seat to lean toward Alraune. His face had a
seriousness you didn’t see often, and that sent shivers down Sasuke’s spine.
“Sasuke
organized the arrest of people trying to kill him and his former team Taka, Juugo already having been killed and Karin having been so
badly injured she lost speech. No one was killed and he asked for the help of
well known and respected Konoha members, who were
also targeted by ROOT. They only arrested high suspected ROOT members, after a
careful investigation I was aware of. He asked Hyuuga-sama’s
support and was given it, then he warned me when he felt the need arise because
things were getting dangerous,” Kakashi marked a
break, waiting for Alraune’s reaction that was sure
to come.
“He acted on his own,
without the council or the Hokage order, that’s
treachery too, like you accuse ROOT of!” replied Alraune,
looking triumphant.
Kakashi smiled, he had obviously been
expecting that answer.
“ROOT is killing people. Sasuke protected life without killing anyone and brought
his enemies to face Konoha’s judgment.”
“He still acted on his own,
breaking the rules!” countered Alraune.
Sasuke smirked at that. He knew what Kakashi was going to say... he had told that to team 7 too,
it was his first teaching to them. And the sadness suddenly oozing from him was
just proof...
“Those who break the rules
and codes of the Ninja world are called trash, but you know what? Those who
don’t care about their comrades are lower than trash.”
For a moment Sasuke thought Kakashi’s words
had reached Alraune but the man, after standing still
for a moment, simply started to laugh.
“Danzou-sama
was right! This village is just pitiful and going straight in the wall with its
eye-tearing philosophy! ROOT will make it strong!”
It was obviously the war
call many had waited for. In seconds Anbu were
clashing with ROOT members. Sasuke, after checking Kakashi had evaded Alraune’s
sneak attack, launched into the battle.
“They did just what Kakashi had planned,” chortled Naruto
has he joined him, back to back, grinning like an idiot despise the situation.
By making the trial public,
Kakashi had forced ROOT, already on its knees by Sasuke’s action, in its last entrenched. Now all they had
to do to be rid of them, was win this coup d’état.
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Kakashi woke up to Sasuke’s
looming and angry presence, which was the teens way of
being worried. Not that Kakashi could blame him, after all he was currently in the hospital. Chuckling
to himself, Kakashi slid his gloved hand up Sasuke’s wrist, making sure to rub with his coarse
fingertips and his leather clad palm. He laughed as his hand was slapped away.
“Maaah
Sasuke-kun, aren’t you going to throw yourself at me
yelling my name?” teased Kakashi, his eye twinkling
in mischief.
He had the satisfaction of
seeing Sasuke turn his head, trying to hide the
slight blush reddening his cheeks. Kakashi wrapped a
still wobbly arm around his lover’s waist and pulled, making him fall onto the
bed. He wouldn’t have been able to hadn’t Sasuke allowed it, hence why he wasn’t surprised to have
the proud young man nestle in his embrace. His face hidden against his neck,
arm on his stomach and legs entangled with his while Kakashi
wrapped his arms tightly around the slender waist.
Kakashi had known Alraune would be a good opponent, he hadn’t waited before
lifting his head-protector. He had never believed he would loose,
he didn’t think like that, he wasn’t sure he would win of course, but he would
do anything to win... mostly... because for once he knew he couldn’t offer to
die. He wouldn’t leave friends, students etc behind... he would be leaving Sasuke behind. And he could under no circumstances do that
to him. Especially when the young man was fighting nearby... fighting as much
for revenge as for his future, for once.
That’s why Kakashi cursed when he brought Alraune to his knees and saw the man spit at him as he
composed forbidden seals. A suicide jutsu
that would catch Kakashi in it.
“Kakashi!”
His heart missed a beat at Sasuke’s scream,
when he saw him ditch his opponent, Naruto stepping
in seconds later, and dash to him. His sharingan-eye
had already launched its special jutsu. Fear gripping
his insides he saw Sasuke interpose himself, trying
to push Kakashi away from the threat, to take his
place. He had barely time to grip his waist and pull him out of his time jutsu.
Alraune swore as he saw both
of them were going to make it, and tried to stab Sasuke,
Kakashi’s hand that wasn’t tightly wrapped around Sasuke, stopped the hit from the back of his gloved hand,
glaring at the condemned man.
As Alraune disappeared to nothingness, he saw Sasuke’s reaction at his gesture... both of them remembered
the time Kakashi had been trapped in water jutsu and his genin team had
saved him, then Kakashi had
saved Naruto from Zabusa’s
hit. He had the same look as then. A look that told that no-one was to steal
anyone precious to him.
Kakashi smiled at Sasuke’s lifted eyes and promptly collapsed against his
back, his hand finally letting go of it’s
bruising grip on Sasuke’s side. He had barely heard Sasuke calling him, barely felt
him taking him on his back...
Later, when he had first
emerged, Sakura checking him, he had been told Sasuke
had fought teeth and nails to protect him. He had also forbid his mask from
being taken off, simply cutting the lips open to allow
any medical intervention being done. Kakashi
remembered hoping Konoha’s people had seen that, seen
that Sasuke wasn’t a threat but truly devoted to
well... if not Konoha, the people he loved that were
a part of Konoha.
“..m...rry” mumbled Sasuke.
And Kakashi
chuckled, rubbing Sasuke’s side gently, noticing the
slight cringe as he brushed where he had caught him during the fight. Sasuke was sorry for not trusting Kakashi’s
ability to deal with Alraune’s last attack, for
putting himself in danger to save Kakashi when he
wouldn’t have wanted Kakashi to do the same for him.
Sorry for taking the risk of leaving him behind, to let him live with the
burden of someone dying for him again... for nearly doing like Obito and adding a profound scar to a person scarred enough
already.
Truthfully Kakashi should be pissed, but he couldn’t help this
bubbling feeling in his chest to have had Sasuke
yelling his name, throwing himself in mortal danger for him. That was so
romantic. And he was so going to tease him till the end of his days with that
one.
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Sasuke was more than used to people
staring, but he had to admit this time it kinda
unnerved him. True, it wasn’t everyday you saw the Hokage
being given a piggy ride by his former student, and known lover, back home.
“Stop it,” growled Sasuke between clenched teeth.
Kakashi merely turned another page from his
dirty book, book he was reading despise his situation, book that was inches
from Sasuke’s face, a book Sasuke
could catch glimpses of the sentences held within.
“Kakashi,”
he warned, ready to drop the pervert.
With a sigh that said more
than any words could, Kakashi closed and tucked it
in, clearly conveying how mean Sasuke
was to deprive a poor sick man from his only distraction. Then gloved hands
started to move around, as if looking for a better grip, brushing neck,
collarbone... Kakashi sighed, puffing his hot breath
through his mask right on Sasuke’s ear, on his
nape... when he finally gave a tentative nip on one delicate ear-shell, Sasuke’s eyebrows skyrocketed and a vein began to throb on
his temple.
“Keep your hands to
yourself,” hissed Sasuke, ready to snap any minute
now even as he saw Kakashi’s house not too far away.
“But I’m bored~~” protested Kakashi.
“Just read your damn
fucking book!” raved Sasuke, harshly securing Kakashi on his back, too pissed to be mindful.
Kakashi chuckled, Sasuke
being able to feel it reverberating against his back. He growled low in his
throat at how it affected his body, especially as Kakashi
puffed in his ear again, before asking sweetly, in a purring teasing voice:
“Wasn’t I forbidden from
doing so Sasuke-kun?”
Sasuke was on the verge of dropping Kakashi just there, but that would have been conceding
defeat, even more than allowing the insufferable man to read his porn. Not to
mention the house was very close. Walking briskly, kicking the front door open,
as well as any other door in his path, Sasuke hurried
to the bedroom, dropped Kakashi on his bed, tucked
him in, put some pillows behind his back, thumped him with his dirty book and
went to the kitchen before he strangled the man.
“What do you want to eat?”
he asked, already starting to gather kitchen utensils.
“Tomato soup,” requested Kakashi.
At that Sasuke
poked his head back into the room, lifting one dark eyebrow. Kakashi seemed engrossed in his porn and ignored Sasuke who just shrugged and went to cook for his
recovering lover.
“So my kisses will taste
better~~” singsonged
Kakashi the minute he heard Sasuke
open the fridge.
Sasuke was going to stomp back in and beat
Kakashi into a coma to turn him into the obedient
patient he was supposed to be but stopped in his tracks as he saw the fridge
content. Half of it was full of Sasuke’s favourite
foods, all neatly packed. He slammed the door shut for good measure but decided
against kicking Kakashi’s ass.
Then he grew more perplexed
has he noticed all the cupboards in the kitchen were half empty, only a kunai
or shuriken left in them, looking pretty abandoned. Had Kakashi
decided to drop his habit of hiding weaponry? Checking in the flour packet he
found the hidden kunai, as well as all the other ones that hadn’t moved. This
was odd, but then Kakashi had always been.
Cooking the soup he let it
stew gently as he went to take a nice hot shower. As he closed his eyes under
the spray he couldn’t help but think about recent events. ROOT was finally done
for, well at least mostly. Alraune was dead, even if Kakashi regretted it, all the upper members had been
arrested, and the last attackers during the trial had been put under arrest
too. Sai had stepped into the ROOT leader’s shoes,
explaining most people were brainwashed totally into serving ROOT and so needed
a leader to follow and teach them how to feel and think for themselves. Ibiki and his team had been asked to undo all the seals
impeding former ROOT members. Of course some were still trying to murder Sasuke and his loved ones, but they were easily dealt with.
Sasuke stepped out of the shower, looking
around for a towel and finding none. Knowing he could, he opened the cupboard
under the sink and his eyes narrowed. Half of it was empty save for a kunai and
his usual towel. Puzzled he opened the shelf above the mirror and again half of
it was empty save for the cleaning products he had brought and his toothbrush
and, of course, a shuriken.
Wrapping the towel around
his waist, Sasuke started to open everything in the
house, all the time finding half of the places empty with a single weapon and
sometimes something he had left at Kakashi’s. Even
the library had space made ready.
Sasuke sat on the couch, racking a hand in
his hair before remembering he had left the tomato soup to cook and it was
going to burn. As he hurried in the kitchen he found the stove off and the soup
gone. That fucking silent ninja.
Going back into the lounge Sasuke pondered the meaning of Kakashi
using Sasuke’s time in the hospital to reorganise
half of his house as to leave half of it empty. If this wasn’t a clear way to
say he was ready to make room for him... well Sasuke
didn’t know what was. It was also evident that Kakashi
was apprehensive about asking him (and that was an understatement). And to say
the truth Sasuke didn’t know what to answer. Really. Some people thought love was simple, that once you
loved someone everything became easy and just unrolled itself,
happened. Well maybe it was true for some, but certainly not for Kakashi and he.
And so Sasuke
was sitting on the couch, pondering. He loved Kakashi.
He loved having sex with him. Despise how infuriating the man was he loved
passing time with him. He loved how complicated things were just accepted. He
was ready to die for him. But this wasn’t the question here, it truly was: was
he ready to live for him?
He didn’t even want to
think about how Kakashi had over thought about it
all. How he had certainly started to make room then stopped and undo it, to redo it later and so on. To commit himself like
that was as hard for Kakashi as for Sasuke. He didn’t want to imagine how Kakashi
was feeling right now either, reading his porn to keep his mind off the fact Sasuke was in his lounge considering his offer.
He remembered Juugo telling him Sasuke had
become his home because he could trust him, because in his presence he felt
safe, away from his worries because Sasuke was all he
needed to be appeased. Kakashi couldn’t appease his
fears, couldn’t stop his nightmares, couldn’t keep him safe... but he
understood him... he knew what it felt like... and he was something else than
vengeance.
Composing himself he strode
into Kakashi’s room, being greeted by the sound of a
page turning. Sasuke dropped his towel on the ground
and settled into the bed, back to Kakashi. He heard
the latter close his book, switch off the light and sink under the cover. Sasuke cursed mentally as all the willing in the world
didn’t manage to prevent him from being fucking tense. He stopped breathing all
together when Kakashi wrapped an arm around his
waist, a body soon pressing to his back... a naked face nuzzling into his
neck and a hot, calm breath puffing on his nape.
Sasuke closed his eyes, letting Kakashi’s even breathing, even if totally fake, lull him to
sleep. This was the first time they were sleeping together without well,
sleeping together in the other sense of the word. They had never done it
before, excepted when one of them was so injured they couldn’t so it didn’t
count. It felt strange not to have a reason to stay over...
Tomorrow he would bring his
belongings and hide the weapons Kakashi had left for
him... he smirked as he imagined the future for once not engulfed in darkness.
He wondered if Kakashi was going to write his own pervy books... or maybe Sasuke
would in secret. Kakashi wasn’t Kakashi
without his porn after all.
Then he realised he had a
reason. He wanted to live for Kakashi. He laced their
fingers together and let sleep claim him.
oooooooooooooo End
ooooooooooooooo
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