Tame the killer

- Where did you get this? Did they do this to you? Uchiha frowned. - Sort of. When they caught me, I ran away. Then they grabbed me again, twisted me and dialed the number to recognize me later, and I ran away again. Something like that. - Assholes, - Obito said through clenched teeth, gripping the steering wheel. - If they touch you again, I'll come and deal with it. - Touched. And they will put you back in prison. I'm already familiar with such people, - he said thoughtfully. - Do you think I'll let this happen? If you don't want to go back there, then don't say that. Kakashi looked at him questioningly as he put on his mask. - I? There? Thanks, I've had enough... But thanks anyway. I still don't understand how I did it... - Escaped? - No, - Hatake said, pursing his lips. - Don't you understand how you killed? Then how do you know you did it? - I don't remember anymore... Probably, after the murder, I came to my senses, realized, and then heard from witnesses... - Are you sure about this? What if someone set this up because they want to get rid of you? - I remember the blood on my hands, the frightened eyes of the victims, looking at nothing... No, still, I think it was me... Obito sighed softly. - I see. How long has it been? - Mmm... Maybe a couple of years ago? I don't remember, honestly... But to this day, this memory gives me goosebumps... Obito reached out with one hand and squeezed his shoulder, gently stroking it, soothing it. Kakashi sighed softly. - Do you know why you did it? Any suggestions? Maybe it was for a reason. Did they make you angry in some way? - Yes, I think so. They teased me about my father. Constantly. I couldn't stand it, and one day, instead of continuing to hide from them, I freaked out and got out of control... It just happened... I... didn't mean to... Obito smiled indulgently. - Thank you for sharing your feelings. I'll try to get you out of this situation. I know you probably can't control it completely, but... Try not to do that again, okay? Otherwise, we will have big problems. And we should get rid of these. - I know. Thank you, Obito-san. A plot appeared on the horizon. - Let's go through. They got out of the cars and entered the building. The policeman found the documents and began to prove something. After several hours of negotiations, the police still had to let poor Kakashi go, because Obito was already ready to blow everything to hell. When Uchiha and Hatake left the office, Kakashi gently touched Obito's sleeve. - Obito-kun... - Huh? Kakashi showed him the phone and lowered his head. "They've already been fired from school..." - You can live with me if you want. I don't mind. Truth... There are several... nuances... - For example? - My apartment is small, so it may be a little crowded. - It's okay. If necessary, I'll get used to it. But if it's too tight for you... - I'm already used to it, - Uchiha smiled. - Let's go. Kakashi nodded and got into the car. After collecting his things, Hatake carried them to Obito. Not that there were many of them. It was a little dark in the apartment. The window was only in the kitchen, which was located on the left along the corridor. Before reaching the kitchen, you could turn right, where there was a bathroom. The bedroom was to the right of the entrance. It had a double bed, a wardrobe and a bedside table. - Come in, - Uchiha invited, walking into the kitchen. Kakashi left his things in the bedroom and followed him. Obito cooked the food. Thanking him, Kakashi sat down at the table. After dinner, they came to the room. - I don't want anyone sleeping on the floor. You don't mind, do you? - If you keep your personal boundaries, you don't mind. Everyone lay down on their side of the bed. Obito had his back to him.

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The next day, when Kakashi woke up, Uchiha was not there. Sleepily rubbing his eyes, Hatake looked at the time. - Eleven... Damn, I'm late!.. I'm not working. - Hey, sleepyhead, stop sleeping! Get up already, - a voice came from the doorway. - Are you back or are you leaving? - He's back. And I was very tired. - You go take a shower, and I'll cook you something to eat. Eat and go to rest, okay? - Yeah. By the way, - his face became more serious as he approached Kakashi. - Kakashi Hatake. From now on, you are under house arrest under my supervision. Kakashi was surprised and looked at him in fright. Then, after a moment's hesitation, he smiled and added: - I did it! I was able to persuade them. But now you can't leave here without my escort, okay? As it is, everything is fine. I'll be at work in the afternoon, and in the evening I can go for a walk. You'll need to be out in the fresh air for a while. He nodded. - Okay, whatever you say, - Kakashi was still in shock. Obito came over and gently stroked his head. - I'm going to take a shower anyway. Such a hassle... Exhaling softly, pleased with himself, Uchiha trudged into the shower. Meanwhile, Hatake decided to start eating. When Obito came out of the bathroom, the breakfast food was already ready. - Bon appetit! Obito began to eat. He hasn't eaten since this morning. - It's delicious. Thank you, - Uchiha smiled and began to collect the plates to wash them. - I'll wash it, - Kakashi said, getting up from the table. - You can go rest. - Thank you, - he repeated and went into the room. After washing the dishes, Hatake looked into the room, and then, seeing Obito lying with his face in the pillow, he smiled. - Are you that tired? Poor guy. - The man patted him on the head. Obito tilted his head slightly towards him. Kakashi continued to stroke him gently. Uchiha slept for a couple of hours, after which he suggested a walk. Hatake agreed. They got dressed and went shopping. After returning with their purchases, they had dinner and went to bed. In a dream, Kakashi, brazenly violating his personal boundaries, buried himself in Obito's shoulder, weakly hugging him. Uchiha gently hugged him back. - Obito-san... - he muttered sleepily. - Huh? The only response was Kakashi's steady breathing.