![]() Kakashi opened his eyes, and looked at him. ![]() He didn’t think that there was anything that he could say to help, so he remained quiet. He was quiet, and Kakashi closed his eyes, breathing slowly. “Ha, thanks.†Obito averted his eyes from Kakashi’s, and loosened his grip on Kakashi’s body. Lifting his wet eyes to look at Kakashi, Obito offered him a faint but brief smile. The tears had stopped, and only grief remained, the familiar ache a strange comfort. He lifted his head, and leaned against Kakashi’s forehead, his breath steadying, tears drying against his cheeks. Obito fell quiet, but remained resting on Kakashi’s wet shoulder. And as the tears and sobs died down, they’d both feel better. But as Obito cried, it felt cathartic for him too. Obito threw his arms around Kakashi and cried harder.Ī year ago, Kakashi knew he would have been yelling at Obito, calling him all sorts of names for such a blatant show of feelings. Terrified, Kakashi awkwardly managed to put his arms around Obito in a hug. His fists were clenched in Kakashi’s shirt as painful sobs wracked his body. Obito had cried so many times, but this was different. ![]() A moment later, he found himself in Obito’s arms under a siege of tears, unable to move as his friend sobbed. Turning to face Obito, he saw the tears falling down his face, and reached out and brushed away a tear. In his mind, he knew that even meaningless words would mean the world to him, but he couldn’t bring himself to say anything. Anything he thought to say would be trite and meaningless. Silence crept back into the room, and Kakashi didn’t know what to say. “I’m sorry.†Kakashi reached out, and patted Obito’s hand. “My mother’s a mess,†Obito said at last, breaking their silence. It remained untouched on the table as they sat on the couch together, saying nothing. So he invited Obito in, and offered him tea. And when Kakashi had reached his home, Obito’s hand was still tightly clasped around his own. Kakashi was certain it had been Obito who took his hand first, but he wasn’t sure. They had gone to the funeral together, and left holding hands. R.I.P KG im sorry i am doeing this but kg might be gone forever sorry guys i just dont have the creative zing anymore
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