My first fic, just a little idea that popped into my head and inspired by some of the great fanfics I have read in the past. Read and review thanks!
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of the characters.
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Prologue
This was odd. Of course he has seen many oddities in his short (long?) life, but this truly took the cake. To someone without his hardened heart might have freaked out. He was a ninja; he wouldn't break through his cold exterior just because of this. Right?
Just a minute ago, the three people in front of him were standing before him talking about training and new missions. Now all he saw were their bleeding corpses, staring at him with those empty eyes. A tall, blonde man, whose face almost always supported a warm smile (except now), was now bleeding profusely in too many places to count. To the man's left stood a boy with goggles over his eyes, the once jokester now frowned at him in disappointment, his right side was almost all gone and any part of it was drenched in blood. Even after seeing two people that he cared about in that state, he didn't so much as flinch. It wasn't until he looked to the small girl to the blonde's right that his emotionless mask had faltered. Her brown hair and purple marks on her cheeks were almost completely unrecognizable because of the smeared dirt and blood. When he looked down, he saw the source of the bleeding. A hand, his hand, was pierced through her chest. Rin.
Everything stopped, his breath, his heart, her heart. A ringing in his ears and a pounding in his head was ignored; the only thing that existed was his hand through her chest. Is this real? No, this couldn't be his team mate in front of him. But you can feel that right? Her blood on your hand? A voice spoke to him from in his head. It will happen. They will die, and it will be your entire fault. That is unless…you stop it before it can happen.
Suddenly snapping out of his trance he was aware of the three pairs of eyes looking at him in concern. It didn't take him long to notice that the three were back to normal. As far as he could tell, none of them were near death. He dropped his head and looked at his hand. The one that had pierced the kunoichi. To his relief, it wasn't covered in blood.
"Kakashi? Are you okay?" Sensei.
"Are you hurt? Is there any way I could help?" Rin.
"Pssh. You're such a hypocrite, Bakashi." Obito.
Now he could feel his tears, soaking his mask and the ground below. That emotionless mask was gone. I have given you this knowledge. Now don't screw up!
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Good? Bad? Please review and tell me if there are any things I should think of in the future.
Merci beaucoup~!