Obikaka ( one shots )

Wilted heart

Inspired by the wonderful @FantasyAshes 🥺 I loved their Bakutodo
story about this and decided to make one myself 😁

Angst :I

Kakashi hated how much he cared. How much he loved.
He didn't want people to see his weakness. But someone was making them.

He sat in his dark room, knees to his chest as he thought about how miserable
his life is.

Thinking about the first time Obito said he liked Rin. Thinking about
the truth, Obito would never love him.

He felt his throat heat up and his coughed hard, feeling something in his mouth,
he ran to the bathroom and pulled down his mask. He opened his mouth and two
blue petals went flittering down into the sink.

Along with a trickle of blood down his mouth and dripping into the drain.

"What the f#ck!?" Kakashi fell backwards, terrified of his own body. Why
was he coughing flowers? What the hell was going on!?

Kakashi didn't feel pain. He actually felt a little better. He noticed his sadness
drain, instead fear and confusion lied in its place.

But that wouldn't last. His sadness just swallowed him more and more.
Everyday seeing Obito crushing over Rin, few more petals.

Everyday seeing him blush at Rin and try to impress her. More bloody
petals.

Everyday realizing the truth. No one, including Obito, would ever love him.
More and more petals.

He started feeling sicker than ever, he lied in bed, feeling his insides in pain.
He didn't realize the cause until he coughed up spiked petals and thorns. It was
even more unpleasant now.

He stayed in his room for weeks. Last time he ate you ask? He's asking the same
question.

Of course he kept his house clean and managed to maintain himself, but
he never found a cure or a cause for his unknown disease.

He felt at peace with this. What even was his purpose anyway? He was just
a machine after all. Taking orders and following them. That's all he ever was
good for.

Dying like this, of bloodlust I mean, maybe was the most pleasant way to go for
him. After all, who would miss him? All anyone would ever need him for was
orders.

It's all he ever understood. Orders.

He sat on the floor, multicolored petals lied on the ground. Some red, blue, pink, yellow,
or other deeper colors like black or white.

The petals getting more unique and prettier the more sad he felt. Knowing he
was doomed and couldn't be saved was a stress reliever. Dying would be better than
suffering all the time. In grieve of his loved ones, in sadness because of his crush.

This was nice. He closed his eyes, feeling one last petal cough out of him.

Before he could let the sweet release of death take him, he heard stomping. And
talking. And knocking.

He ignored it. Let me die! Is all that he could think. He opened his eyes and looked
at his petals, the physical representation of his pain scattered around the floor
for all to see. For all to laugh and judge his misery.

He looked over, at the lights that invaded his small, dark, and calm area. The one
place he wanted to die.

The most he could hear was screaming but then he heard another voice, his vision
getting better to make out two figures.

"He's okay right!? Why are their flowers everywhere!?" A female voice asked nervous.

"Get out." Kakashi whispered. His voice seemed quiet. It was like it was gone.
He sat up, hearing two gasps. He held his throat and coughed bad. Since he had his
mask on, the petals stayed in his mouth. Tasting like blood and tears.

"Kakashi?" A male voice asked.

Kakashi stumbled up, his petals falling down. He looked up at the two. His
two teammates, Rin and Obito. The two people who did this to him.

"You.. Did this to me- and.." he coughed "I f#cking hate you"

"What do you mean?" Rin asked.

Kakashi lowered his mask and let the two orange petals fall.

"Holly Sh1t! Are you okay!? Why are you eating petals?" Obito asked.

"Get out.." Kakashi's voice fading. It seemed like it'd be gone in prior seconds.

"We just want to help. You've been gone f-" Rin tried.

"Get out!-" he fell to the ground, coughing up more petals. Kakashi froze, feeling
his body go cold. "What's happening..?" Kakashi looked up at the two genin, in confusion.

"Come on Rin, he's just having an episode" Obito walked out, hands behind his head.

Rin remained in the room, looking down at the silverette. She could tell he wasn't
going to live. Her medical mindset activated in an instant.

She ran over and crouched down, holding Kakashi up.

"Kakashi! When did this all start? Is this a disease?" She asked.

Kakashi opened his mouth to talk. Nothing. Absolutely no noise came out. He
just stayed silent.

Rin felt his pulse. Her eyes growing wider.

"Is she okay?" Kakashi wondered. He didn't get to wonder for too long until
he was on the floor. He banged his head on the floor, causing everything
to grow black.

He coughed up petals, feeling his insides grow cold. His whole nervous system
shutting down.

"Am I dying..?" Kakashi asked himself. He felt rather pleasant. Like he was
in his own little space. No noise, no pain. Just him and silence. It felt like sanctuary.

He mentally smiled "finally some peace.. all I've ever learned from life is
that it sucks. Nothing ever goes your way"

For once in his life he could relax. He's never felt comfort. Never had even
a minute to relax before someone judged him for being lazy.

Now that he was alone. In silence. No one could judge him. No one could
tell him what to do. He was free.

He felt his mind set at ease. Maybe this was better than life. There wasn't constant
agony or any tears. He wasn't even capable of crying.

It was peaceful. His little space. All his.