To Love and Loose only to Regain Again
Somthing that poped into my head after my near year of silence due to...issues. Read it, Reflect, Review if you want.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of them but the versions that live in my head. Kishimoto-sensei is a genius in my mind.
---one shot---
No one ever talks about how it feels. The emptiness, hollow darkness that fallows from death being cheated. Stories tell of the rejoicing and happiness, how life is better and families brought closer together.
This is not so for mine.
A little over three mouths ago, I was saying goodbye to my father through tears as he smiled to told me he was going to take the dog for a walk. My heart broke that night. My father was no more. He had died.
Only to be brought back to me again.
It wasn't instant. It took time. But soon he was back to his old ways like the incident had never happened. My mother rejoiced, as did I. But the true happiness I thought I should have was not there.
Had my training dulled my emotions that bed?
Instead of the happiness, I felt like life was surreal. I moved on and continued my training. I even received a promotion for all my hard work. But for some reason I still could not be my old self.
The infection was still there, just waiting to come back.
The meds warned us it could. And the next time he may not get lucky. So now I live on hollow and empty, not allowing the feelings to flood back. All this for one stupid little insignificant infection.
An infection that nearly tore my father, Hatake Kakashi , apart.