二十九; 「accidental voice post」

[saucey]

[The feed clicks on again and one can immediately hear the sounds of rustling fabric. There's occasional mumbling from Sakura and Neji, but otherwise there's nothing of importance.

That is, when Sasuke himself starts to stir, mumbling quietly to himself. After a couple of minutes his breathing starts to labor, his mumbling growing loud enough for his PCD to pick it up.]

Blood...everywhere... Stop it, uncle... nii-san...

Don't want...to see it...

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[Kakashi feels like he's disappointing Sasuke (and maybe Itachi too, but really, don't think about that and the deal that was made, because what does Itachi matter? ...really). He should be able to help more, to provide guidance, to make Sasuke not feel weak. He's the sensei, after all.

No wonder Sasuke looks to Orochimaru and Madara.]

I know you'd like the strength to fight Itachi and Madara, but you'll have to be patient with me. I will teach you everything that I'm capable of...

[He sighs. Kakashi has a second chance at this. He better not blow it.]

...And then after that, if you still want to seek out Madara for his lessons, at least then...you'll go in better prepared.

Okay?

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[saucey]

[He nods. That would be good. The less opportunity to damage his already fractured mind, the better. He knows that if he suffers seeing the massacre a fourth time will break him permanently.]

That's fine.

...

Can we start next week?

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[Good. Well, he can't ask Sasuke to promise him to not go to Madara, he supposes, so...this is as good as he can do. Maybe in that time, Sasuke will decide what he wants, and he'll chose his team. ...Hopefully. He can't watch this happen to Sasuke any more times than it already has.]

Whenever you want, sure.

Though... [He smiles a little and pretends to be more interested in his book] I'll have to make sure training doesn't conflict with anything the household might have planned next week. Neji might be a little grumpy if he goes and prepares things, and then, well, you know: the special guest can't make it.

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[saucey]

[Special guest? It takes him a minutes, but... Ah. His birthday. He had forgotten about it completely.]

Ah... Next weekend, then.

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Alright.
Would you prefer the Wastelands, or somewhere within the city?

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I don't really have a preference. You can pick.

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I'll surprise you, then, hm?

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[saucey]

Yeah. Guess you will.