はたけ・カカシ 「HATAKE KAKASHI」 (
ura_no_ura) wrote2012-04-01 04:09 am
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The world is burning and Obito stands in the distance with a vivific smile on his face, blood dripping from his fingertips into the red sky, which pulses with the lives of one hundred thousand ninja.
Kakashi stands amongst them all, a lone survivor on a battlefield filled with everyone he has ever loved. The bodies are lifeless and broken, eyes wide open, staring in accusation. You did this, they say without speaking, and Kakashi stumbles, staggers, falling to his knees.
The earth runs teeming with blood. The smell of it, sharp enough to make him choke.
Kakashi-sensei.
Obito's laughter cackles overhead, a cawing as wild as the murder of crows that circle the sky. And then he's right there with a hand in Kakashi's chest, and Kakashi can feel his fingers curling around his heart, cold and slithery and entirely inhuman, as he stares at Kakashi with mismatched eyes.
"How does it feel, Kakashi?" He asks, almost sweetly, and his fingers start to squeeze until Kakashi can't breathe at all, the pain a raw, screaming wound that swallows him up. He supposes it is just as well to have his heart ripped out of his chest while it's still beating.
Obito smiles, showing Kakashi all his teeth.
He rips his hand out, and Kakashi's heart with it.
Oi, Kakashi-sensei-- ]