6th dream; [day in the life]

[ninjasecrets]

WARNINGS: R for possibly triggering material (abuse), blood and gore

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Private to Akira

[ura_no_ura]

[ There's a lot going on in this dream that has Kakashi concerned. There was the painting. The shadows, trying to rob away innocence. He's familiar with the loss of innocence but not quite in this way. And reading into it --

Kakashi hopes he's reading too much.

That this is just some kind of fucked up dream.

That Akira hadn't really been abused like that.

Gone through what this dream seems to suggest.

But Kakashi remembers another dream. Where Akira's father was touching him. Shoved him into a cold shower. Touched him when he was naked. And it makes Kakashi feel a little sick, that he's starting to draw associations between things he doesn't really want to believe. Because that kind of violation is not something he ever wishes any child to go through.

Definitely not Akira.

So Kakashi looks a little concerned. And it's softened up his uncovered eye. ]

Hey... everything okay?

[ He doesn't really think it is, and he feels Akira will probably respond and say he's fine. A larger part of him wonders if Akira even knows if he

private to Kakashi;

[ninjasecrets]

[ He sits up, rubbing his eyes, and doesn't bother fussing with his chest where the binding has loosened. His expression is tired, a little sad, but mostly guarded. ]

It's good to see you alive. It would really suck if you got hit by a van.

And for a second it all felt real...

Private to Akira

[ura_no_ura]

[ Kakashi's lips turn up in a bit of a smile under his mask, but it doesn't reach his eye. Just a shift of reassurance cast in shadow. ]

Dreams can feel that way.

[ Pauses ]

But I'm fine.

[ Wonders if Akira is, too. ]

private to Kakashi;

[ninjasecrets]

[ Makes a bit of a face, rubbing and kneading his neck to try and soothe the tension. For a long moment he's quiet, and then looks like he might ask something, but reconsiders. He thins his lips, just trying to get his bearings. ]

Do you have any brothers or sisters? I don't have any. Takumi had an older sister who thought the world of him... I was really jealous.

Private to Akira

[smiling_umino]

[It's a bit hard to decipher what the dream really meant. What probably got to him the most was the feeling of home and comfortable amongst people one can trust. To look up to someone, to want to be just like them

private to Iruka;

[ninjasecrets]

[ The sound of Iruka's voice, so concerned, makes him feel a little bit sick to his stomach and he's not sure why. He says the first thing he can think of, quickly and meanly, to take his mind off that. ]

Hey, did seeing your self in a school girl uniform really make you that upset?

Private to Akira

[smiling_umino]

[And just like that, Iruka bristles. If he were a cat, the claws would have dug against the ground, tail hight and fur frizzed out, hissing and all; his concern is momentarily forgotten, set a aside for the time being.]

H-Hey! It did not! Besides, I do not have the legs for such a - a skirt in the first place!

[Of course he's blushing. How could he not?]

private to Iruka;

[ninjasecrets]

Sensei, do you have icky, hairy legs?

[ Sooo glad to get back to the familiar territory of giving him a hard time. ]

[ Private to Akira ]

[crazysnakelady]

[ She gives him a tired smile. ]

If you ever want to talk to me again, Akira-kun...you know where to find me. I'll make you some rice.

private to Anko;

[ninjasecrets]

[ His very mature response is a glare and a grumble. ]

Why the heck would I want to talk?

private to Akira;

[crazysnakelady]

[ She pouts. ]

I don't know--why would I want to cook for you? [ That was rhetorical, Akira. Just to make sure... ] Because it's nice.

private to Anko;

[ninjasecrets]

[ huffs ]

Well. I suck at sissy things like cooking, so that might be night.

But you'd better not ask me to talk about this stupid dream!

[Private to Akira]

[ground_breaker]

[ The dream might have been funny in its absurdity, were it not for the shadow, the screaming child, the almost detached way Akira seems to view violence. Maybe that last one is what disturbs Sakura the most. ]

My offer still stands, Akira-kun.

[ Looks at him pointedly. ]

Even if you don't think you need it.

private to Sakura;

[ninjasecrets]

[ He squirms a little. It's more difficult, somehow, when it's someone closer to his age. Adults he can defer to or brush off at will, but Sakura is someone who occupies a space he never really held before, a female friend or an older sister type. ]

It's just a dream, Sakura-san.

[Private to Akira]

[ground_breaker]

[ He's so indoctrinated, so unwilling to talk about anything that bothers him. Sometimes it's best to let a person deal with it on their own, but Sakura had sat back and done nothing before, and that had burned her in more ways that she can even count. ]

You know, Akira-kun... You're used to trying to be strong on your own. But sometimes, in battle, the smarter move is to rely on someone else and work as a team. This isn't like that battle you fought. You aren't weak if you need to reach out to someone.

[ She hesitates. It's been a long time, but her offers of help have been spurned before and it's never a pleasant feeling, especially if she's fond of the person. It makes her feel like she doesn't matter.

But she doesn't believe he will. She thinks he wants to ask for help and doesn't know how. ]

I... haven't known you very long. But I don't think it takes very long to like a person, and I like you. I care about how you're doing. I wouldn't judge you, Akira-kun.

private to Sakura;

[ninjasecrets]

[ Akira sits up, bedclothes bunched over his lap. It's still dark in the room, he's glad for that. ]

I wouldn't even know what to talk about.