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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: T will be M later

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, I'm making no money from writing this
A big thank you to Lady Valtaya who was my Beta for this story!!
Author's
note: English is not my first language, so please forgive my mistakes.�
Reunion of Shadows 5
Danzou spared him a glance, but he was no threat. Tsunade was his
priority, even if he didn't have time to kill the Uchiha; no-one would dare
trust him. And it would be easy to make sure Kakashi wouldn't survive his
wounds. His smile was one of malicious glee as he turned back to the injured
woman.
He plunged the kunai in her
heart, deep, even if he prevented any blood from splattering on him. It would
be troublesome if he had to explain why the Hokage's blood
was all over him, wouldn't it? As stupid and ignorant as most of Konoha was, no
one would believe he had taken her in his arms out of sadness or in an attempt
to save her. Snickering, he ripped the weapon out of the corpse and threw it at
Sasuke's feet.
Until now, he had secretly
feared that something might happen to stop him, to destroy once again, his long
awaited victory. But nothing at happened! No one stood in his way anymore! He
had won. Konoha was his!
"You should not count
one's chickens before they're hatched, Danzou," murmured a voice so close
it was almost as if it was speaking directly in his head.
As he turned, the blade of
his kunai slashed at emptiness. Tsunade was dead at his feet, Kakashi was still
bleeding his life out and Sasuke was pinned to the floor. What the hell? Who?
"Kai," said the
same voice.
Danzou blinked, dazed. He
had a monstrous headache and what met his eyes wasn't helping dispelling it at
all. Before him stood the Uchiha brat, unharmed, except for the blood running
down his eyes where a strange red Kaleidoscope slowly faded to let fathomless
black take over once again. Kakashi, with no trace of injury, was supporting
him, an arm draped around the teen's waist.
Worse. Tsunade was being
cured by that pink-haired horror she called a student. Danzou gave a fast look
around him and felt his heart stop in dread: Anbu and
Jounin. He had been surrounded! No doubt it was all a
trap from that damned Uchiha! He had made him confess everything!
"I didn't look into
your eyes!" shrieked Danzou, "KAI," he screamed, nothing
happened.
"KAI," he tried
once again, still in vain. �
Sasuke smirked and began to
laugh in a dark, silky voice. His fingers gripped his teacher's arm as he
leaned heavily on him. Kakashi shook his head in pity as Danzou refused to see
the truth.
"I didn't look into
his eyes!" repeated Danzou.
"Ah, it's a gift from his
'pussy' of a brother, he doesn't need eye contact anymore,
Mr-will-never-be-Hokage," explained a cheerful voice, none other than
Naruto's. After having fallen in a genjutsu by simply
looking at Itachi's finger, he knew the Uchiha didn't
necessarily need eye contact.
Sasuke raised his head and
rolled his eyes, wincing at the movement, as he saw his childhood friend. The
latter gave him a victory smile, bouncing in place. Next to him was his team.
Karin was making cooing little noises, obviously lost in her own world of fangirlism. Suigetsu was mumbling about not having fun with
all the people staying alive and all. Juugo was silent, as always. On the blond's other side was Iruka, which explained why Naruto
hadn't already jumped in to pounce on Sasuke. Then, circling the place, were
some familiar faces mixed in with the Anbu and jounins.
"I see," sneered
Danzou, "you will regret it! I'm the only one that can save that pitiful
village!"
No-one answered him as an Anbu came to arrest him. Danzou wasn't moving, resigned to
his fate. No doubt he thought that as long as he was alive he would have
another chance, because this weak, soft-hearted village wasn't going to kill
him.
That's when he surprised
them all. In a surge of hatred, he used his incredible speed to materialize in
front of Tsunade. Sakura didn't have time to react before a kunai was buried
deep inside the Hokage's heart. Seeing as the blood
gushing out the wound had turned green, it was poisoned. Sakura barely blinked
as a shower of blood covered her. She didn't look up to see Sasuke with a
bloody sword. He had beheaded Danzou.
"Old-hag!"
screamed Naruto, dashing to her side.
"N-Naruto, work hard
to be Hokage ok?" said Tsunade, smiling at her beloved child.
"Don't say that!
Sakura is gonna save you, dattebayo!"
But Sakura didn't agree;
her hands were shaking as she kept trying even though she knew it was already
too late. These words that Tsunade was uttering would be her last.
"Sakura, you will
become such an awesome medic-nin, continue my work
will you?" whispered the Hokage, her voice growing weaker.
She raised a bloodied hand
to draw on Sakura's head, passing to her student her secret technique. Her eyes
fluttered closed as she looked back at Naruto, seeing the familiar faces of her
loved ones that had long departed. Ahh, she would
have to kick Orochimaru really hard for all the trouble he had caused everyone.
"Jiraiya� Dan� Nawaki�"
With those names on her
lips, went Konoha's last Sannin. After Naruto's howl
of anguish, came a respectful silence, only broken by muffled crying.
Further back, Sasuke
stumbled in a seated position on the floor, drained. Using such a genjutsu had nearly cost him his life. Not only had it been
cast without looking Danzou in the eyes, it had also been reflected for
everyone to see. But it had been worth it.
He sighed as he realized he
was going to fall backwards, too tired to even sit, when he felt a knee nudge
him in his back, preventing him from collapsing. He raised his head to meet his
sensei's dirty book and above it a sad eye, yet twinkling with amusement.
"This seems
familiar..." muttered Kakashi into his book.
"Hn."
Kakashi didn't try to hide
his fondness as he ruffled Sasuke's hair, smiling inwardly as the latter didn't
even have the strength to protest as oblivion took a hold of him. Gently, he gathered
him into his arms, intended to bring him in the hospital to be cared for. Then,
he would go mourn the dead and see how Konoha was going to pull out of this
tight spot.
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Sasuke slowly awoke to
consciousness, but he made sure to keep as still as possible. He knew that
pretending to be sleeping was must. When you didn't know where you were, it
gave you time to gather information on your environment. He was in Konoha, but
Konoha wasn't home anymore.
The safest senses he could
use that wouldn't raise suspicion were: touch and smell. He concentrated on
those. He was lying on a bed. They had tied him down; he could feel the
restraints on his wrists and ankles, strong enough to keep him there but not
tight enough to hurt. Good sign� or maybe not, Konoha was full of morons. Never
mind. His eyes were blinded by a silk-like material. Obviously they had also
sealed his chakra.
The tender sensation of
linen on his chest made him internally frown. They had changed his clothes. Not
taking any risk, were they? They had also washed him� he smelled like� was that
violet? He resisted the urge to roll his eyes.
To assess all that had
taken barely a second, now that he knew his state; he had to learn more on his
surrounding. He extended his senses to the rest of the room, using his instinct
to tell if someone was here. If he wasn't mistaken, two people were at the door
and one in the room, sitting not to far from him. In fact they had their feet
on his mattress!
Who was it? The person had
the familiar smell of battered leather, wood, musk� human and faintly animal,
dog. He heard a page turning and no doubt was left. Kakashi. He smirked.
"Why aren't you at the
burial?" asked Sasuke, a little unnerved that Kakashi didn't even jump.
"I went, but someone
had to make sure that you weren't going to run away."
Sasuke scoffed. He doubted
anyone could escape in his predicament.
"Liar. Furthermore, since
you pride yourself in your knowledge of my person, you should know I won't
leave now, don't you sensei?" �
He sensed the feet leaving
the bed, then heard Kakashi move and the mattress shifted under his weight. The
Jounin was breathing so close he could feel the
slightly hotter air swipe on him. He tilted his head, as if to look at Kakashi
even if he couldn't. He wasn't going to let the man see how defenceless he felt
right now.
"I would love to have
a more intimate knowledge of your
person, Sasuke, and I know enough to be certain you want Madara's head."
Sasuke smirked at that and
licked his lips, wondering if that sole gray eye was following the movement. �
"Of course I do. However
I'm not stupid, I'm not holding a candle to him yet."
Kakashi laughed and pulled
back, but didn't leave the bed.
"So that's the other
reason why you came back."
The raven haired man raised
an eyebrow at the barely perceptible dejected tone. It seemed he had hit a
nerve back in the Tower. Kakashi felt responsible for him leaving. Sasuke knew
he feared he hadn't been up to his task. It unnerved Sasuke, because, it wasn�t
really anyone�s fault. He had had to leave, nothing could have stopped him.
"Did it hurt?" he
barely whispered.
"What?" wondered
Kakashi, shifting his weight.
"The stab."
There was a long silence.
"It was a genjutsu, Sasuke."
"I would have done it
in reality too," deadpanned the dark-haired young man.
"I know," he went
silent, letting it stretch a little before adding, "and in reality you
saved my life."
Even if the Uchiha had
wanted to reply, he couldn't because right then Kakashi ducked under the bed.
Barely a second later people intruded in the room, cursing under their breath
before leaving. A moment later, Kakashi was back on the mattress.
"Stop smirking
Sasuke," he grumbled, even if he too was amused.
"So what has sent the
great Hakate Kakashi into hiding?"
"They want to make me
Hokage," replied the Jounin, eyeing the young
man.
He thought he was going to
be surprised but nothing crossed the handsome features. He didn't seem
disbelieving either. Sometime Kakashi would give everything to be able to read
that mysterious and intense mind. He nearly jumped out of his skin when Sasuke
turned his head toward him, his hair fanning on the pillow, silky strand
brushing against his fingers. It was so intimate, as if Sasuke had planned it,
that it sent shivers down Kakashi's spine.
"You will have less
time to pass in the graveyard then."
Kakashi laughed. He did it
to hide how much that simple statement meant. Sasuke wasn't trying to reassure
him with empty words of belief in his strength, or his capacity to protect
others. No, he simply took for granted that he was the next Hokage. It wasn't
his choice to make, it was the village that chose, and you had to accept the
burden that was placed on your shoulders. By speaking of the dead, Sasuke
reminded Kakashi that never once he had forgotten them. This was his deepest
wound but also his strength, because he would do anything in his power to stop another
precious name from being added to that damned stone.
"MY YOUTHFUL RIVAL I
FOUND YOUUU!!"
Both men cringed at the
abrupt interruption and the loud, incredibly cheerful invasion. Gai grabbed the Jounin's arm and
pulled him out, sputtering nonsense on youthfulness and how proud he was of his
rival. It did nothing to hide how he hurried to separate Kakashi from Sasuke. As
they walked in the corridor, Gai finally spoke his
mind.
"Youthful love is
beautiful and I'm glad you're letting it claim you again, Kakashi, however be
careful� he's not�" he stopped, at a loss for word to describe the Uchiha
and the danger of loving him. There was a lot he wanted to say, but all of it
just meant that he was worried about the usually distant man, "I don't
want you to suffer again," he finally concluded.
"Is it that
obvious?" wondered Kakashi, his visible eye smiling at his life-long
friend.
Gai sighed, understanding it was
already too late. Then he launched his fits in the air.
"Nothing escapes
Konoha's great beautiful, green beast! The last one to the Hokage tower loses
the fight, rival!" he bellowed, already dashing through the door.
Kakashi shook his head with
a smirk and pulled out Icha Icha
paradise. Gai had never said they had to run, did he? He disappeared in a
puff of smoke. ��
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They
had pressed the button to roll the head of the bed up and so Sasuke was now
sitting, but still tied down. He hadn't eaten in two days and so Sakura was trying
to make him eat� by spoon feeding him.
"Come
on Sasuke, please?" begged Sakura, the food hovering near Sasuke's mouth.
He
just shook his head, tilting it haughtily. There was no way in hell. He would
have shared his point of view verbally, if he hadn't he been certain she would
use this opportunity to shovel the spoon between his teeth.
"Do
you prefer Naruto doing it?" she tried.
The
scoffed she received was pretty clear on what the dark-haired teen thought on
that.
"Untie
me," he grumbled threw closed teeth.
"No
way, you could attack me with the spoon for all I know!"
"I
wouldn�t need the spoon," he pointed out, almost in a hiss.
He
wouldn't admit it; but even though that comment had been unexpected, it still hurt�
slightly. He stubbornly turned his head away. He let a very small smile grace
his lips as he heard Sakura sigh and mutter about obstinate bastard. It
reminded him of the old days, before Orochimaru. That is until the wind was
knocked out of him by vicious punch in the stomach, then a spoon being forced
in his mouth.
"The
hell S-mmmf!" he tried to protest before another
spoon was plunged between his lips.
"Since
you won't behave, it's the only way," she snapped.
"Are
you sure it's not a way to vent your anger at me?" he accused, though he
left the reason behind the anger unsaid; it was obvious for both of them.
As
he received a harder punch, he knew he had hit the target with a bull�s-eye. As
she never managed to beat sense into him, so she was settling for beating food
into him� while he was tied up, otherwise she wouldn't have managed. For a
moment he considered refusing to swallow, but thought he was too grown up for that
and it would get him dirty� he would rather prefer not to have Sakura wash him.
The
punches soon turned to a playful farce, only a pretext for him to open his
mouth. Once done, Sakura hovered above him and finally kissed his forehead,
whispering she was glad he had come back, and then rushed out of the room. He
could picture her face, now more red than her hair.
He
concentrate on his surrounding, always wary when he wasn't with a trusted one�
even with a trusted one, but just a bit less. He knew the ROOT could still come
to kill him, even with Danzou dead he would never feel in security in this
village. He laughed darkly. They didn't even realize it, that Konoha wouldn't
be his home anymore, couldn't be. He sighed. However the people he didn't want
to lose were there, so at least for now, he would have to settle with it.
He
tensed as he felt some powerful shinobi nearby, but they soon left. It was unnerving
to feel so helpless! He was being served to his enemies on a silver platter!
Fortunately, he had managed to grab a weapon, kinda. He
had managed to steal the end of a syringe after he knocked it from the hands of
the unsuspecting nurse earlier while he�d been feigning sleep again. It was
hidden under the bond securing his right wrist. It wasn't much, but at least he
might injure his attacker, maybe kill him if he had good aim (rather hard when
you were blinded and limited in movement), anyway, it might buy him some time.
Having
all the time in the world to think, Sasuke kept wondering where the hell was
that damned scarecrow (1)! He hadn't eaten any more because he wasn't sure of
the food and because it was incredibly humiliating to be spoon feed. He had
hoped Kakashi would return, but he didn't. Instead it was Sakura who did. He
knew his teacher hadn't been made Hokage yet, so what was keeping him away?
Scarecrows were supposed to scare ravens not the other way around!
"As
moody as ever I see teme!" said a cheerful voice, he could hear the grin
in it.
Naruto came everyday to see
him, eating his lunch with him and babbling non-stop since Sasuke couldn't
actually escape him. The raven would be lying if he didn't admit he liked the
company. It was a wonder how Naruto could still pretend nothing had happened
between them. Sasuke was thankful for that.
"I brought you
tomatoes! An old lady gave me some because I had helped her with her house. You
know everyone is warming up to me, it's so great"
Hadn't he been sure Naruto
would drop the tomato slice on him; Sasuke would have told him it was because
he deserved it. But since he was feeding him his favourite food, he wouldn't.
So convenient.
"When I am free, if
they let me, I want to fight you, dobe," offered
Sasuke, knowing how much that statement meant for the blonde.
"Eh eh curious about the Sage training aren't you Sasuke? I
will soooo kick your ass!" swelled Naruto with
conceit.
Sasuke knew better, he
could hear Naruto scratching the back of his head in embarrassment and he
guessed the grin that spilt his face.
"Dream on," he
retorted.
It was far too easy to
please the moron and he was too predictable. However he jerked as he felt a
hand brushed off a strand of his hair, the touch lingering a little bit longer
that it should have� even if in the first place Naruto shouldn't even have
thought of doing such a tender gesture.
"How is Kakashi?"
he asked, trying to dispel the unease he was felling creeping on him.
"Oh he's busy trying
to convince the new council he's not made to be Hokage," replied Naruto,
his voice not betraying any hidden feelings.
That was another startling
thing about the blonde. He hadn't been jealous of Gaara when the latter had become
Hokage, and now he wasn't bitter at not being even asked to be. Maybe he
understood it was too soon for him, even if he was stronger, he still needed
some guidance.
Naruto had grown a lot. The
fact he had finally understood why Sasuke had left, why he couldn't have
stopped him, was a proof of that. Sasuke thought it had to do with Gaara being
abducted and killed; Naruto had had to understand hatred and the desire for
revenge, even if later Gaara had been brought back to life. Sasuke felt a pang
of regret� if he had been here� he would have learnt the technique and he could
have used it on Itachi.
Sasuke tensed when he felt
people coming. Anbu. He could hear they were in
uniform. It seemed time had finally come for his judgment. Naruto had risen
from his chair to greet them.
"Hello! What are you
doing here, all serious like that?" he asked, clueless.�
"It's time for the
Uchiha to have his trial," said a familiar voice.
"Ibiki!
Why are you here? You do the trial too?" wondered Naruto.
Sasuke had gone rigid. Ibiki. He had nothing against the man, really. But he knew
who he was� and it meant they were going to use his knowledge to make sure
Sasuke wasn't lying. Since Ibiki's knowledge was torture
and ways to twist the mind� he was a tiny bit worried.
"We will enter his
mind to see if what he claimed was true and understand his choices, we can't
take any risk," explained Ibiki.
Sasuke felt he wave of
anger wash over him. He wasn�t going to let them play with his memories and his
mind! He didn't have time react further as an Anbu
stabbed his arm with a syringe of sleeping medicine. He vaguely heard Naruto
protest and felt him near him� then he felt another calming presence before
everything went black.
--------To be continued--------
(1)
Kakashi means scarecrow.
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