September 15th.
It started out just like a normal day, and every day began with a visit to the cenotaph. He had woken up earlier, a lot earlier. Every year on his birthday, he felt like he didn’t deserve to live another year. He always envisioned he’d die shortly after Obito and Rin passed away, but he continued to march through life. It wasn’t like he wanted to die, he had priorities now, but death as an escape to see Obito and Rin and make amends with them was highly tempting. It scared him a lot when his only team reminded him of his own members, the members he failed to protect.
Kakashi didn’t tell a soul about his birthday to anyone, not even to his closest buddies who oddly enough were Genma, Anko, Kurenai, Asuma and Gai. He made a deal with the Hokage that his birthday was to never be revealed. He absolutely made sure that his team had no idea. The last thing he needed was Naruto making a ruckus for his birthday. He hated his birthday and every year, something good would come out of it when he wanted the opposite.
The rest of his birthday was spent in silence and solitude. Today was his day-off, even if shinobi never really had day-offs, so he was going to relax at home. No visitors, no presents, no cake and no ‘Happy Birthday’ being sung, it was just the way he wanted it to be.
The minute hand on the clock had struck fifty-five minutes. He had five minutes left until his life went back to normal. Five minutes seemed to feel like an eternity, especially when he heard a knock on his door.
“You have five minutes before I open that door, wait, four minutes now.” His calm voice quietly shouted.
“But, sensei, I need to talk to you. I’m sorry for coming so late,” it was Sakura’s voice. She sounded like she was in trouble or hurt.
He sighed as he pulled himself off his couch and walked to his front door. He opened the entrance door, “yes, Sakura? What do you need to talk to me about?”
“Can I come in, sensei?” Her eyes seemed a lot bigger and it did look she was crying. He sighed and nodded his head as she stepped into his abode.
“Sakura, is everything all right?” She had sat down on his spot on his couch, so he had sat next to her.
“Two more minutes until midnight…” She closed her eyes and she smiled.
“Happy birthday, Kakashi-sensei,” she leaned over and placed a small kiss on his clothed cheek.
Kakashi didn’t tell a soul about his birthday to anyone, not even to his closest buddies who oddly enough were Genma, Anko, Kurenai, Asuma and Gai. He made a deal with the Hokage that his birthday was to never be revealed. He absolutely made sure that his team had no idea. The last thing he needed was Naruto making a ruckus for his birthday. He hated his birthday and every year, something good would come out of it when he wanted the opposite.
The rest of his birthday was spent in silence and solitude. Today was his day-off, even if shinobi never really had day-offs, so he was going to relax at home. No visitors, no presents, no cake and no ‘Happy Birthday’ being sung, it was just the way he wanted it to be.
The minute hand on the clock had struck fifty-five minutes. He had five minutes left until his life went back to normal. Five minutes seemed to feel like an eternity, especially when he heard a knock on his door.
“You have five minutes before I open that door, wait, four minutes now.” His calm voice quietly shouted.
“But, sensei, I need to talk to you. I’m sorry for coming so late,” it was Sakura’s voice. She sounded like she was in trouble or hurt.
He sighed as he pulled himself off his couch and walked to his front door. He opened the entrance door, “yes, Sakura? What do you need to talk to me about?”
“Can I come in, sensei?” Her eyes seemed a lot bigger and it did look she was crying. He sighed and nodded his head as she stepped into his abode.
“Sakura, is everything all right?” She had sat down on his spot on his couch, so he had sat next to her.
“Two more minutes until midnight…” She closed her eyes and she smiled.
“Happy birthday, Kakashi-sensei,” she leaned over and placed a small kiss on his clothed cheek.