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Entropy	By : ersatzbeta Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1332 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Two
Sasuke was a dangerous houseguest. He was infinitely twitchy, hair-triggered, and temperamental. He set traps in the house, a behavior of which Kakashi both did and did not approve. Some of them were sensible, like across doorways or windowsills, but setting tripwires across the bathtub? An exploding tag beneath the kitchen sink, Kakashi decided, was downright low. Getting extra scrubbies from that cupboard should not have been a dangerous task. He couldn�t figure out whether Sasuke was really so paranoid and unsure as to think that attackers would hide behind the dish soap and bleach, or if Sasuke just wanted to mess with him.
Granted, Kakashi messed right back. Or, at least, he had vivid daydreams about it, like how he might put dye in Sasuke�s toothpaste. He thought about short-sheeting Sasuke�s bed. Kakashi was halfway through writing a personal ad for Sasuke, but he was constantly revising it in his head and never bothered to actually write it down. Really, such juvenile behavior should have been beneath him, but Sasuke just managed to get underneath his skin. Kakashi�s fuse got shorter by the day.
He decided the best thing for them both would be to move to a different place. Sharing his little bachelor pad with Sasuke had never been the best of ideas, but it had been a spontaneous sort of decision. Kakashi hadn't had much time between the Hokage springing the babysitting job on him and the delivery of Sasuke into his care. Moving wasn�t a question of if or when. It was a question of where. Not too close to the old Uchiha district, or the Hatake house, or the Academy or Naruto�s old place. Or the memorial, the training grounds, the bridge where the team used to meet, anywhere near the ANBU offices or the site of the jail or the Hokage monument. Kakashi was under orders to not let Sasuke get worse--and try to make things better, if he could. There were so many off-limits places, and yet somewhere acceptable had to be found before he did something regrettable to his charge.
So one day, over a modest dinner of takeout, Kakashi said:
�We�re moving. Do you want a house or an apartment?�
Kakashi was viciously pleased that he�d managed to make Sasuke choke on his food. He was less pleased when he experienced a bit of guilt over making the announcement so suddenly. He was even less happy when he looked up from his plate of noodles into the Mangekyou.
Even in that black-and-white world, Sasuke was conflicted. Kakashi was tied to a post, true, and it wasn�t very comfortable, but at least he wasn�t being tortured. Yet. Sasuke loomed over him. What Kakashi could see of his face seemed to be shifting between confusion and anger. Sasuke held a sword and it twitched irritably in his hand, as if it couldn�t wait to sink into Kakashi�s otherworldly flesh. He gritted his teeth and tried to prepare himself for what he knew could quickly turn painful.
The clouds overhead boiled. A small part of Kakashi�s mind compared Sasuke�s inner world with Itachi�s. Sasuke�s was just as parched and flat as his brother�s, but it lacked a certain hardness. If Kakashi looked closely at anything, the edges weren�t sharp and cleanly defined. He didn�t know if it was a lack of practice in shaping the world, or if the world was simply too attuned to Sasuke�s conflict with himself. Every now and then, some strange shape would form in the darkness beyond them, and Kakashi was both curious and frightened to find out what moved there, just out of reach and nearly out of sight. It was impossible to judge distance here.
Kakashi's arms and legs were starting to scream at him for holding the position into which he'd been tied, when Sasuke�s face settled into a frown. Not an angry frown. Not a sad frown. Just a frown that swept his dark brows together and pinched his mouth shut in the whiteness of his face. The sword vanished from his hand and the clouds froze in place. The ropes around the post squeezed Kakashi hard. The Mangekyou world melted away.
Kakashi was drenched in sweat and breathing hard at the kitchen table. Undergoing the technique still took it out of a body, even if that body was blissfully phantom-wound free. He trembled in his seat and fought the urge to rub his still-protesting joints. Still, he seemed to have it better than Sasuke, who twitched into awareness, clutched his head, and passed out in his plate.
�Damn it.�
Kakashi sighed. He moved Sasuke�s upper body to the side so he wouldn�t suffocate on the long-cold takeout. He debated whether or not to finish his dinner first or to drag Sasuke to bed. Food won out initially, but he only managed three bites before he made himself get out of the chair. He slung one of Sasuke�s arms around his shoulders and carried him to his futon. Kakashi dropped into his own bed soon after cleaning up the remains of the food. He was grateful for the reprieve from the usual tensions in the apartment, though he wasn't sure if a trip into Sasuke's head was worth that reward. He didn�t remember falling asleep.
Kakashi bolted awake in the darkness. Someone was in his room, standing over his bed with an intense focus directed at him. He threw three kunai without opening his eye but wasn�t surprised that they were deflected. A split second after throwing them he�d decided it was probably Sasuke, or perhaps a messenger from the Hokage. Either way, the kunai were just a friendly warning.
�A house,� Sasuke said.
He left the room without another word, and Kakashi took a look at the clock. Four in the morning. Of course Sasuke would wake him up an hour before he�d normally rise. He rolled over again and didn�t move an inch until the alarm went off.
By the time he showered and dressed and came out into the kitchen, Sasuke had made breakfast for the both of them. His face looked especially pale this morning, though Kakashi couldn�t tell if the pinched look on his face was a side effect of the Mangekyou or from getting up so early. Kakashi guessed that as soon as the worst of Sasuke�s headache had dissipated, he had stayed up and brooded. Sasuke was like that. But the thoughtfulness of the meal threw Kakashi a bit. He peered at Sasuke and still couldn�t tell what he was thinking. An apology, maybe?
�It�s just,� said Sasuke. �It�s just...I thought maybe we�d get an early start looking for a place.�
�Ah,� said Kakashi. �Well then.�
He scratched his head, scrambling to find a neutral topic of conversation. He settled for burying himself in the food, or at least appearing to be busy with breakfast so he could continue to attempt to decipher Sasuke�s mood.
Sasuke scowled into his teacup, but carefully avoided staring Kakashi in the face. Yeah, it was a peace offering, this breakfast. Kakashi sighed inside. He�d still have to watch carefully for a couple days. A conciliatory Sasuke was a Sasuke more on edge, looking for any signal that it was all right to stop being apologetic and start being angry again.
Life had been simpler without Sasuke. The day was already shaping up to be the latest in a string of long, tiring days. Kakashi shrugged it off and started eating. That was something, anyway--at least Sasuke could cook.
A/N: I know, I know. I skipped over the part where Sasuke gets handed over to the tender mercies of Kakashi. Frankly, I didn't consider it to be an important part of the story, just like the two or more weeks I skipped over between the hand-over and when this chapter takes place. I will never get skimpy with the parts of the story that matter. That being said, I hope I've built up the mythos of this story appropriately and haven't left anyone scratching their heads and wondering what the heck just happened.
This is the last update I'll be making this weekend. Expect more toward the middle of next week. I have a lot more ready to code and post, but I'm trying to pace myself and get new material written and proofed at a steady rate as well.
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