Title: Opposite
Summary: -Wave Country Arc- Fate's thread bringing two totally dissimilar people together. /Slash/ -Suggestion from 'Strife'- Haku centric -implied HakuKaka and ZabuHaku-
Author: One Who Rides On The Wind
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, or any of its characters.
Rating: T… or maybe M?
Genre: Angst/Romance
Author notes: Basically a request from Strife. It was damn hard to think of an idea, so I finished the fic at around midnight. Not that I care. Tired… must stay awake…
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To Strife: Sorry, but Kakashi/Tsunade is just impossible for me. The age difference… (shudder) But at least I did one of your requests, right?
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When I saw you for the first time, you were nothing that Zabuza-san had stated, save for the fact you were the legendary copy nin, Hatake Kakashi. Back then, I was a tool and my goal was to protect Zabuza, the one who saved me from the angry villagers in the village of Hidden Mist. You were nothing to me.
Since I worked along with Zabuza, we were instructed to kill anyone who was in our way to assassinate Tazuna by Gatou. That of course, included you. In fact, Zabuza was the one who wanted to kill you; probably because you almost killed him, had it been not for my interference.
Then, there was a… meeting at the bridge. I had wanted to be the one to defeat you, though I don't know why. However, Zabuza said I was to kill your student, the supposed genius Uchiha and any others who came.
I defeated him with ease, and then it was the number one loud, hyperactive ninja's turn. Needless to say, I wasn't as lucky then. It turned out to be that the young nin had hidden chakra he didn't even know he possessed. It was when he hit me then I realized I was no longer needed. By anyone.
I… asked the blonde to kill me, for I had no reason to live anymore. My use as a tool to Zabuza was over. I couldn't help him. It's all… my fault. In my mind, I told him to fulfill his own dreams.
Unfortunately for you, you chose that moment to try and kill Zabuza. Big mistake. My chance to redeem myself finally as a worthy tool for Zabuza. I couldn't die yet.
You sharply plunged your hand towards Master Zabuza. I quickly intervened, and used myself as a wall between him and you. It was too late for you to see that I was there. Contact, and blood… dripping out of my body.
I wasn't sorry though. At least I had protected Zabuza until the very end. But, it felt like something was incomplete. Missing. From my life.
But even now, as I stand in front of you with your hand that held the Chidori in my chest, you meant something to me. Suddenly I recall my dear mother's favourite saying…
'Never lose the feeling of love and hope you first felt when you saw that special person to you…'
Realization hits me now. Not Zabuza, but you Hatake Kakashi, are that special someone to me. Sadly though, you'll probably never know.
Goodbye… Kakashi-san.
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FIN
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A/N: I'm tired now, but I can't get any sleep. (yawn) Anyone who's had decent sleep, constructive criticism needed for this fic, thanks. And if I get enough reviews, I might write a Kakashi-centric one too. Just maybe…