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    There were days when Sakumo could not bare to look at his son.

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  15. 16 Jun 2021

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    It was on one of the bad days, and Sakumo was staring lostly at a photo of his wife, smiling and alive. He was pulled out of his wandering through pain and memory by a small voice that said, “Who’s that, Tou-san?”

    Sakumo wanted to brush his question aside, hide her away in a box, and try to forget until he couldn’t anymore. But that wasn’t fair to Kakashi.

    “This is your Kaa-san,” he said.

    Kakashi’s eyes widened. He reached out to the picture and brushed it reverently, his face screwed up in solemn concentration as though to memorize his mother’s face.

    “Oh,” he said, in a tone of realization, as though a hundred pieces were slotting into place, “She looks like me.”

    After that, Kakashi wore his mask at home almost constantly. Sakumo wondered what terrible thing he could have done to deserve such an intelligent son, and hated himself for how the mask made it easier to face him.

  16. 16 Jun 2021

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    It was on one of the bad days, and Sakumo was staring lostly at a photo of his wife, smiling and alive. He was pulled out of his wandering through pain and memory by a small voice that said, “Who’s that, Tou-san?”

    Sakumo wanted to brush his question aside, hide her away in a box, and try to forget until he couldn’t anymore. But that wasn’t fair to Kakashi.

    “This is your Kaa-san,” he said.

    Kakashi’s eyes widened. He reached out to the picture and brushed it reverently, his face screwed up in solemn concentration as though to memorize his mother’s face.

    “Oh,” he said, in a tone of realization, as though a hundred pieces were slotting into place, “She looks like me.”

    After that, Kakashi wore his mask at home almost constantly. Sakumo wondered what terrible thing he could have done to deserve such an intelligent son, and hated himself for how the mask made it easier to face him.

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