《Naruto Imagines》Kakashi x reader P.2
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I stood in front of the Hokage building, my confidence from earlier long gone. But my determination was still strong, and that's what counts right?
I took a deep breath, and slowly worked up the courage, I finally made my way towards the office.
This is no big deal.
Yes it is.
No it's not.
It might be a big deal.
Just calm down. Panicking never got anyone anywhere just walk in and explain what happened.
"I'm sorry."
"Go away."
"You've finally started standing up for yourself huh?" They chuckled behind me.
My blood ran cold when I finally realized this person was not Kakashi.
This was him.
I felt so dumb for comparing Kakashi, and him. Kakashi was nowhere near the man he was.
"Car got your tongue?" They asked, footsteps echoed behind me, and my heart was beating in my ears.
"N-no! I'm just e-exhausted, f-f-from my mis-mission." I barely managed to say.
His big hand rested on my shoulder, and I realized now how much power he still held over me.
"You can't even speak." They whispered in my ear.
When they said this it seemed to hinder my verbal skills further,
"Y-ye-yes-"
"No, and you want to know something? You never will when I'm in your presence, you try to convince yourself that you're stong, but I still control you even if you don't know it." He said squeezing my shoulder tighter with every word.
I looked around for someone, anyone at this point. He wasn't hurting me physically, but every time he spoke I felt the months of rehabilitation being crumbled.
"I'm n-"
"Stop trying baby, it was you who hurt me, you left me, you weren't loyal, I was trying to help you be better but you left me." He said in a softer tone.
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I hurt him.
It was my fault.
No! No! No! It wasn't my fault! I have a healthy relationship, and I was not the cause for him abusing me!
"Even now, I'm the only one who truely loved you, that Kakashi guy, I say what happened, and he still hasn't come to apologize has he? He knows where you're at but where is he? I'm the only one who will ever look out for you."
He was right. Kakashi isn't here. It's still only me and him.
He turned me around to face him, and he gently grabbed my chin, and looked into my eyes.
Unlike before, they were gentle, and endearing. Maybe he has changed.
No! Do you not remember what he just told you! He hasn't changed, he's done this before, and you aren't the same girl as before!
I slapped his hand away and backed up.
I realized my actions before I think he did, and my instincts told me to run back to him and apologize, no they told me to crawl back to him and beg for forgiveness, and that's what I did. I acted on I instinct.
This ran through my head over and over again.
Like a dog.
He wasn't lying. He was right this whole time. He knew me better than I knew myself.
My hands grasped his, and before I could scold myself for being so weak he embraced me in a hug.
I remember now.
I remember why I never liked his hugs.
They were cold.
They lacked libe, and emotion, and any real feeling.
His hugs made me want to scream for help.
***
I laughed as I held his hands, he laughed along with me. His smile beaming in the moonlight.
"I've got to go inside." I giggled, still holding onto his hand.
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"At least give me a kiss." He said in a charming tone.
I wanted to give in, but no doubt my parents were watching from the window, as soon as they heard us laughing.
"My parents!" I said in a hushed time.
"Hug then?" He coaxed.
"Fine." I gave in to his charming antics.
I unlocked our hands and wrapped my arms around his tall and broad frame.
He did the same to me, but this hug was weird.
We were connected, but we were... apart.
I let go as soon as I could, and smiled like nothing happened.
"I'll see you tomorrow!" He said looking at me with a soft smile.
I discarded the thought as fast as it came when I saw this.
I nodded and walked inside.
***
My eyes began to cloud over, and I saw Kakashi's head, and then his body running up the stairs, but not making a sound.
My eyes lit up with hope, as his eyes met mine.
"Hey! Let go of her!" Kakashi shouted.
He chuckled, and you felt his chest vibrate.
"Fine. I'll be back for her in time, no actually she'll come back to me, so enjoy it while it lasts." He spat.
"No you won't. You'll be in the Prison. Y/n didn't press charges against you but I will. The Hokage heard everything, and saw everything." Kakashi told him.
His face paled, but he didn't say anything.
The Hokage came out from behind Kakashi, and held a stern look on his face.
"Take him to the interrogation center." The Hoakge annoumced, then 2 men came from behind him, and put cuffs on him.
I quickly ran, and hugged Kakashi.
"I'm sorry for what I said. I didn't mean it." Kakashi said putting his hand in my hair.
"It's fine, I think we're both at fault here." I said pulling him tighter.
"Listen, we'll both make changes for the better, I'll start coming to therapy with you and we can talk more, I promise I'll do anything to help you." He said pulling me away, and looking into my eyes.
"I want to help you too.." I whispered.
His eyes widened and he closed his eyes. After a few seconds he hugged me so tight I thought I'd be crushed.
"I love you so much."
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