Alone together [Kakashi x Reader]

Chapter 2

Context n/: I like to believe some Anbu get assigned to protect the village in the shadows, especially at night. It's not like a permanent task and they would get assigned to do it a day or two a week. That's why Kakashi is found patrolling some nights. 

It was beautiful. Everything was dark, so dark I could barely tell what was in front of me, only big and noisy shadows of trees by the other side of the river. Shadows that were a black darker than the night itself. It should be scary, to look deep into the dense forest by the other side, at the pitch black and rustling trees due to the wind. It felt as if there was someone there watching me. There could be, and I wouldn't know. But I didn't care, almost as if the slight terror anyone would have was soothing to me. 

It was the same with the howl of the wind that made the leaves brush against each other and the sound of the slowly flowing river. It was calming, but for some reason it made me feel even more hollow. I looked at the river, the darkness barely allowing me to see where the riverside was if it weren't for the white light of the moon that shimmered over the water. 

I sniffled again, biting my lip right afterward with annoyance. I didn't want to cry. I was sick of crying, and I was ashamed that my body continued to do so. I rubbed my face against my arm, trying to get rid of any of those damn tears.

"You can't be here" a voice broke the sounds of the night from far behind me. 

I'd lie if I said I wasn't spooked by the sudden voice. But I didn't move, especially because I recalled the voice, the silver-haired Anbu from yesterday being its owner. How long had he been there? For how long had he seen me cry? 

"Home is too loud," I just said with a thin voice, thankful that it didn't sound shaky and instead just tired. There was a short silence in which I thought he would leave. 

"You still can't be here," he said again with his monotonous voice.

I clicked my tongue, frowning annoyed for having been disturbed and being forced out of this place. But I stood up anyway, turning around and seeing his masked figure crouching far behind me. I huffed looking at him but then ignored him and left the place as he wanted me to do. But even then he didn't leave me alone and kept following me somewhat far behind me in order not to be too intrusive. I wasn't sure if he followed me because it was one of his duties as an Anbu—to make sure I reached home safely—or if it was because he thought I was sketchy. But I honestly didn't care. The walk to my apartment was silent and as soon as I reached it I just got inside without saying anything, and he didn't either. He just stood there, maybe weirded out about the fact that my house wasn't physically loud like I had previously said it was. 

The sun shined bright, and somehow it helped appease the loudness of those horrible and recurrent feelings. Even if they still remained buried deep within me, whispering in the back of my mind and reminding me that everything was still the same, it at least helped me have room to think about other things. And right now, it was the fact that I had to go to the Hokage's building. 

No, I didn't have to see the Hokage thankfully. I had never talked to him and I hoped I never had to. I also didn't have to actually go inside, luckily, as I wouldn't even know where anything was either. I just had to wait outside and wait for my dear sister.

"You're Alys's sister, right?" a voice made my gaze leave the floor and instead focus on the man who talked to me. My eyes widened slightly out of surprise from being talked to, especially by what looked like a jonin, but especially at the mention of my sister's name.

"How do you know?" I asked, not surprised by the fact that a ninja knew her, but by the fact that someone even knew about me because even if today I was here, waiting for her per her request, we barely saw each other. 

"You two are so similar!" he said, and I grimaced because one, I didn't see it; two, god please no "Though almost nobody knows she has a sister. She really never talks about you, you know..." he added in a thoughtful tone "Are you a genin, chunin? You must be brilliant too" he said with a kind smile, but it didn't feel kind. It wasn't his fault though, he couldn't have known what it was for me. 

"She's not" another voice suddenly said, appearing behind him. I froze for a second, looking away at the sight of my sister "She's not good. She couldn't even make it to the academy" she explained instead of me. This time it was the kind jonin's turn to be surprised. 

"How's that?" he asked me, curious and even sympathetically.

"I guess she doesn't have the genes? I don't know" my sister joked before changing the topic "didn't you have to go meet your team?" she asked the jonin who seemed to just remember about that. He said goodbye to both of us and my sister's attention fell on me again. And although I knew it would obviously happen, it still managed to make me tense.

"You came," I said sounding burned out rather than surprised.

"I almost didn't" she answered, uncrossing her arms "Come, I'll treat you to lunch" she said, and this time my eyes did widen big. 

I followed her, inevitably getting even more alert at her very unusual and actually never-seen-before invitation. We went to Ichiraku and the whole walk there I remained silent, just like I was during the meal. I didn't have anything to say, and even if I had I wouldn't have wanted to talk. And even if I wanted to, she wouldn't have let me talk. Especially because she kept excitedly talking to me about how she had lately been praised by her superiors. 

"I think they might promote me soon" she said with a proud smile while I kept picking at my noodles and looking at the bowl, kind of ignoring everything she was telling me because I honestly did not care at all "And dad's so happy he gave me more money yesterday"

"Dad's here?" I talked for the first time, my eyes snapping to her in slight panic.

"He has been for a week" she said, eating from her own bowl. She didn't say anything else, but it made me feel weird, bad even, that my father had been back for a week and he hadn't even said anything to me. Although thinking about it twice, it was better that way. It was better if I wasn't as important to him as Alys was. But still, I couldn't help but have her words affect me. 

It had been so long since my situation had been this way that I was pretty used to thinking in a particular way and having specific feelings. I knew I didn't have to worry about my father or sister, because they didn't care for me either. But it still hurt sometimes even after all these years. They were still my family, and it would always hurt to know how your own family just didn't want you in the slightest. 

She looked at me from the corner of her eyes, not saying anything. I left the chopsticks to the side—I wasn't hungry anyway— and deciding that I didn't have nor wanted to listen to hear her anymore I stood up and left. Yet despite being a rational decision that pushed me to leave the place, I couldn't help but feel my eyes becoming slightly wet. I wouldn't cry, I knew the sensation would die out soon, but I really didn't want to be with Alys anymore. Especially after I just realized she had called me to boast or perhaps tell me our father was here, and not because of something important. 

As I left the place I could hear her sigh, although I couldn't get to see her much mostly because I just wanted to leave the place; just like I also didn't notice a silver-haired guy that just entered Ichiraku as I left, almost bumping into me. 

This chapter is a little short and still introductory so I'll post the next one tomorrow :)