A Naruto Story
America, April 26, 2012
"Mai! Are you okay? Mai! MAI!" This is the scene our young Wakahisa Hitomi finds herself in when she arrives home from school. Her neighbor, Julia Franco, was on the floor with her mother in her arms.
"What's wrong with my mother?" asked a desperate Hitomi.
" I came over to have tea and found her like this, passed out on the ground." Worridly, Hitomi dropped her backpack , and rushed over to aid her mother.
"Mom? Mom, listen to me, we will get help. Hang in there!"
"I called 911 a few minutes before you got home. They should be here s-" She was cut off by the sound of several sirens. Moments later several paramedics came into the house and lifted her mother onto a stretcher.
"Is this your mother?" one of them asked Hitomi.
"Yes, is she going to be okay?"
"I hope so, I sure do hope so."
Hours Later...
"Miss Wakahisa?"
"Yes?"
"I understand that Mai Wakahisa is your mother."
"Yes sir, she is."
"Well, I am sorry to inform you that she was not able to pull through. She had a severe heart attack and we were not able to revive her. I have contacted your father, and he will be here shortly to pick you up." The doctor told her bluntly and without emotion. Hitomi could not find the words to form a response, so she just nodded in painful understanding. Her mother was dead, and she was about to be picked up by her father, the man who had abused her and her mother for years before they finally left. She didn't know what to feel, so she chose to feel nothing, it was best that way. After a few moments of silent contemplation she felt a hand on her shoulder. It was him. He didn't look any different, after all, it had only been two years since she had seen him. He still had the same dirt brown eyes filled with anger, they were so different from her own obsidian eyes. He seemed shorter, but maybe that was just because she had grown since she last saw him. He kept his hand on her shoulder as he guided her out f the hospital and into her new life.