OOOO I was inspired to write this story...it just popped into my head...

I have sit on the far end of this bench in the abadoned end of the park in fron of the pond near the same silver haired man who sat on the opposite end for 2 years. It was almost night. The tears and memory that he fought with all day were now slipping. The sun continued to sink during this winter day. The thoughts were sinking in.

I hate myself. I'm disgusting. I'm wanna disappear. I wish I was never lived.

The sun had set under the horizon as I stared into the dull gray pond.

I wanna feel pain. I wanna watch myself bleed lifeless. I am so worthless...

The tears were slipping as the sun disappeared. As my tears came faster a choking sound almost came out pass my lips. And I simply streched myself out on the bench and buried my face in the silver haired man's thigh. Choking sobs were muffled in the warm jean clad flesh of this silver haired wolf hybrid.

I have done this for 2 years. Since the incident, I came here...sat on the brittle wood bench...waited for the sun to sink and cried into the same stranger's thigh.

I didn't know who he was.

I didn't care.

So long as he was here.

So long as he didn't reject me.

Normally, after I cried himself dry of emotions he left. And so did the man going in our opposite direction. This time I did what he had not expected and fell asleep on the man's thigh. Inhaling the crips cool air. His large warm hand on my raven locks.

His last thought was 'Ah...it going to snow'

And so it did.

Kakashi POV

I'm a routine man. Work, visit memorial, come sit on the wooden bench reading...waiting for the raven hair cat hybrid to sob his heart out on my thigh.

Why don't I shove him off...tell him to go home...reject him.

Because for some reason it gave me a purpose. I knew during the day the boy would not cry which is why he would wait until night.

When darkness would hide those tears.

Now here he was after 2 years letting the sobbing boy find comfort in his thigh. While it snowed peacefully.

But during this 2 year anniversary, their routine changed. The boy had stop sobbing, but he hadn't moved either.

Kakashi hand was still on his head and after several moments of still silence he did the first (well first for him) thing to break thier rountine. He shook his shoulder with no response. When shaking didn't help, he did the next thing to break thier steady rountine. Turn him around and he couldn't help the inaudible gasp that came from him as his eyes widen.

The boy was beautiful...No!...

The boy is beautiful.

I'd never seen the boys face before. Only the swishing tail annouced the fact that he was a neko. And now I wonder how I could gone this far withut seeing it. The boy's pale skin was slightly moist with tears cold, his inky raven locks were an amazing contrast from his skin (he already new it was silky soft), and his lips that were slightly parted look petal soft. He wondered what his eyes looked like...

Kakashi sighed.

He decided he would take him home since he had no clue where the boy lived. So, he picked the boy up shocked by how light he was. Then he headed toward his black sports car. Strapped him in and headed towards his condo.

He had no clue his routine had just been thrown of course.

I beta-ing my chapter ince I don't have anyone to do it for me and I only updaye every 2 weeks...maybe ^_^