OKAY! Super SUPER short chapter, but it was out DAYS before planned! :D I'm starting to get back into this shit you call a book! xD

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I ended up being back home, or Kakashi's house. I got out three bottles of vodka and plopped on the couch, taking the cap off of one and easily chugged it. I was deep in thought at this point, and at the brink of jumping off the Hokage Mountian and not saving myself.

This reminded me heavily of the relationship with Itachi and Sasuke. It was a love-hate relationship that will most likely end with Sasuke killing Itachi, because that is Itachi's plan. Kamiko hates me while I love him, and my feelings will get in the way when he tries to kill me next.

But do I deserve it?

Maybe I do, I never did even have the thought of saving him or even go looking for him when Orochimaru freed me from that hell hole of a village.

I finished off the second bottle and I felt the unfamiliar buzz start to kick in. I never drank to get drunk. It was always because I liked the taste, and to feel rebellious. But today was different, and I was in the need of being drunk.

I staggered to the window and downed more alcohol, almost finishing off the third. I looked outside and at all of the happy little children with hatred. They were lucky, they didn't have to suffer and bear the heavy burden of being blamed for your clans death. Especially when the other last of your clan's passion is training to kill you.

Maybe I should just let him kill me, that would take away so much of my pain, it would take away all of my pain.

But I couldn't, I wasn't quite done living in this world. I still had to live for Kakashi, and I still had to live for Naruto and Sasuke.

Kakashi. I wonder what he is thinking at this point. He probably is disappointed in me, like the rest of the country. I seemed to never stop disappointing somebody, or angering them. I don't mean to, it just, well, happens! I don't know what to do about it.

I plucked up the three bottles I finished off within the hour and put them neatly on the counter so Kakashi wouldn't have a cow about me destroying his house- another great thing I'm good at. Note the sarcasm.

The drunkeness was wearing off when the door opened and closed a second later. I didn't move from my position on the floor though as I continued to plank it, like a boss.

"Yuki-chan..?" Kakashi's voice said softly and he took a seat on the couch, which was next to me. I groaned and held my head against the floor in shame. I was beginning to regret everything that has happened today.

First, I picked a fight with Kamiko's sensei. Second, I snapped at the Hokage- which will most likely get me in a shitload of trouble later. Third, I yelled at my only true family member.

Why must I mess up everything?

"Kakashi, I fucked up everything. And you must hate me now." I droned and groaned again. He sighed and ran his hand through my hair lovingly.

"I could never hate you. You had to deal with your own personal issues, even if they happened during a very important meeting." He lowered himself to sit next to me and I rolled over so I could look at him.

"He hates me, Kakashi." I whispered and the first tear escaped my eye. Kakashi slid his mask down to his neck so I could see his very handsome looks and kissed my forehead. I reached up and hugged him, holding him closer to me.

"I'm sorry," he mumbled back after we parted our hug.

I just couldn't take it anymore and brokedown in short sobs. Kakashi held me to him and gave me small gentle kisses.

I cried. And I cried for a good hour. And then we fucked.

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Just Kidding.

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Or Am I?

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