《Hatake Pride》Part VIII
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~Kashin~
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Memories...they say some will never go away, that the most tragic stay with you forever...
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But the memories aren't so much the problem, it's the flashbacks, having to resee what you wished to forget...
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"Kashin!"
"..."
"Kashin wake up!"
"..."
"KASHIN!"
My eyes shot open and I quickly sat up, feeling something holding my arms which I then tried to pry off only to see the pink haired lady standing next to me with a worried look. The monitor next to me was beeping wildly, showing me the spike in my heart rate. I panted as I looked back at my lap, running a hand over my face before starting to calm down.
"Are you ok?" The lady asked me.
I nodded, holing my torso as I breathed.
"Yeah," I added.
"Nightmare?" She asked.
"What's a nightmare?" I looked at her.
"A bad dream, something scary or sad happening in your head while you sleep," She explained.
I nodded, both in understanding and confirmation of her suspicions.
"Wanna talk about it?" She asked.
I shook my head, subconsciously rubbing the burns and scars on my wrists.
"Ok," She nodded, getting up and heading for the door.
"It's still late, try and get some more sleep." She told me.
I nodded, watching her leave before climbing out of bed and going to the window, the sky was dark, small lights dotting the land around me. This view was so much more appealing than the small piece of valley I got at the facility. My room was dark too but the corridor outside was brightly lit, various figures walking past.
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'I can't wait to get out of here.' I think, looking back out the window.
I place a hand on my side, lightly pushing on the covered wound.
'It should be gone by tomorrow,' I look down at all the other small cuts I got and they were all healed pretty well.
"You're supposed to be asleep,"
I turned to face the door, seeing the 'Lord' or my new Father walk in.
"I had a nightmare," I say looking back out of the window.
"I'm sure Sakura would have told you to try and get more sleep," He says coming to stand next to me.
"I don't want to," I mumble.
"Your injuries need time to heal, that's going to drain you, sleep will help," He placed a hand on my shoulder.
"They've all pretty much healed, sleep isn't going to speed up the process," I say.
"Really? You heal fast, like Naruto," He said.
"Naruto?" I ask.
"Soon to be Lord Naruto, the Seventh Hokage," He said.
I could see the slight smile under his mask, the light gleam in his eyes at the name.
"He was your student?" I look into his eyes.
"Yes, how did you know?" He asked looking down at me.
"Mentors show a certain pride when their disciple achieves something great or some great title," I say looking back out the window.
"Yes, he, Sakura and Sasuke were my students, team 7, bunch of misfits though," He chuckled.
"Sakura? The lady taking care of me?" I ask.
"Yes,"
"So that makes Naruto the other man that was in here yesterday with you two," I look up at him.
"Yes. You are quite observant Kashin and very clever," He squeezed my shoulder lightly.
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I scoffed a chuckle, looking back out the window at the quiet village before taking a breath.
"Thank you... Father,"
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"Kashin?" A knock sounded at he door.
I opened my eyes and watched Sakura walk in.
"Lady Sakura," I greet her.
"Goodness," She chuckled.
"Lady," She smiled.
"Is that not your name?" I ask turning to her.
"Sakura yes but definitely not Lady," She walked over with fresh dressings for my wounds.
"Then what do I call you?" I ask sitting in front of her.
"You may call me whatever you like," She answered, beginning to change my bandages.
"Lady Sakura it is," I say looking out the window.
I heard her chuckled again before standing to throw the old bandages away and begin cleaning my wounds.
"You'll fit in perfectly with Kakashi Kashin," She smiled up at me before finishing off the dressings and leaving the room.
I climbed off the bed, going back to staring out the window, seeing people walk about the streets, smiling at each other.
"Kashin?" Another knock sounded at my door.
'Good lord now what?' I think to myself.
I turned again to see Lord Naruto walk into my room. I stared at him as he looked at me, both of us not quite sure what to say.
"How are you feeling?" He broke the ice.
"Better, thank you," I nod at him.
"That's good." He smiled.
I nodded, looking down before back up at him. He was looking down at his hands, not knowing what to say, his heartbeat also gave that away, he was slightly nervous. I looked over his form, my eye momentarily changing before disappearing.
"You, have a great deal more chakra and strength than anyone else here," I say looking up at his face.
"Huh?" He asked.
"And what's that?" I point to his stomach.
"W-what?" He asked looking down.
"That seal? What's it for?" I ask again.
When he raised his head again to look up at me his eyes had changed, both were now blazing red with a thin black slit. Looking into his eyes, a huge red fox with 9 tails appeared in my vision. I felt my eye change again and I stepped back.
"Y-You're eye," He began.
I covered it, keeping my head low as for some reason I didn't want to anger the part of him that held the fox.
"Are you...? Do you have a tailed beast?" Lord Naruto asked.
"You hold an enormous amount of chakra too," He added.
I shook my head slightly, not understanding what he meant.
He paused, seeming to be thinking with himself.
"No beast, but its chakra, how is that possible?" He asked.
"What are you talking about?" I ask looking back up, still holding my left eye.
"Naruto, visiting times are up, Kashin needs his rest." Lady Sakura walked back into the room.
"Ok, see you, Kashin," He waved before walking away.
'Well that was strange, what did he mean by Tailed beast?' I think, watching him and Lady Sakura leave the room.
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