FASH: I'm here with another fic! This one's Kakashi/OC! YAY! We all love Kakashi! Anyways, I haven't seen the anime and I've only read a bit of the manga, and it was my friend's and she doesn't have anymore, so don't flame me if I get things wrong, I try my best!
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto and I only make vague references to Serial Experiments Lain, but I don't own that either, and I only own my OC, and other character you haven't heard of before that are in the background of the first chapter. This disclaimer stands for the whole fic!
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A girl was seen running through the night, she had to get away, away, away from the person who betrayed her, the person she gave her heart to, the person she first loved.
Flashback
A girl was walking home happily, she had just returned her books to the library on martial arts, she found the whole honor thing wonderful, but she doubted that she herself could do anything that could harm anyone. The girl looked rather like Lain from Serial Experiments Lain, she was born with the dark brown hair and reddish brown eyes, and the first day she saw that show, she cut her long hair to suit the style of Lain, it was quite a shock to her boyfriend. She then remembered why she was so happy, her boyfriend, Paul, had cancelled their date for today, saying he was sick, the girl happily glanced down at the daisies she had picked for him. 'I hope he likes them.' She came closer to her boyfriend's apartment complex, when something caught her eye.
It was a girl with long black hair, making out with some guy, right on the street, children walked on this very street on their way home, the girl was about to walk over and tell the tow to break it up, when she saw someone she never wanted to see in that situation. It was Paul, he was the one doing intimate, things, with the other, more mature, developed looking girl. The girl gasped and dropped the small bouquet, it caught both people's attention. Paul looked up and his eyes locked with the girl's. "Kisoku...." The girl, Kisoku, ran with all her might, eyes fogging up, her muscles screaming, but she would not stop, she had to get away, away, away.......
Kisoku was now sobbing under a large weeping willow; the tree's name seemed to suite her mood. Her eyes were dull and shed silver tears that gleamed in the on coming moonlight. "I should have known better." She said quietly to herself. "He was never really with me, and all the times he was, he was just there, he even made fun of me when I cut my hair, he said I looked like I wanted to become a guy." She played with the strands of her hair that was longer then the rest, it came in front of her left ear and was tied with a grey ribbon, while the rest of her hair was what one would consider boys normal length, this small bit of hair reached her shoulder. "Besides, what would a nineteen year old want with a seventeen year old like me? I'm short for my age, five foot five, I'm odd, and most people this I haven't gone through puberty yet. She sighed, it wasn't that she was small chested, it was just that she wore a baggy shirt most of the time, she didn't want to flaunt herself. She shivered and curled up into a fetal position, clutching at her kilt styled skirt, it went only to her knees and didn't provide much protection against the cool breeze, and her black tee shirt didn't help mush either. "I can't go back home though." She thought of her parents, her father was a good man, he just liked to drink a lot on a Friday, and her mother was a wonderful woman, she was just stressed by work. They couldn't help it if they yelled at her and hit her whenever she came home late; it was her fault, hers, all her fault. Besides, they always apologized after and promised it wouldn't happen again. "Empty promises." She said aloud, eyes drooping, crying her heart out had taken away all her energy, and she knew she shouldn't sleep outside, even though the tree provided some coverage from the rain the droplets were slowly making there way onto Kisoku's still form. She'd get sick and her parent's would get even angrier. "This is to much for a girl especially when tomorrow is her birthday." She looked to her watch, she had defiantly lost track of time, it was 12:05. "Happy birthday.... To... Me...." She dissolved into tears again. 'I'm such a cry baby! I'm so weak, I don't have any friend! I'm useless, useless, USELESS!' She was to tired to get up, so she used her small black backpack that carried all her important stuff in it, incase she ever had to get away when her parents were too angry as a pillow. It didn't have to much stuff in it, an extra set of clothes, a necklace her grandmother gave her for her fifteenth birthday, before she died, a small photo album, her ID, and birth certificate her CD player, CDs and extra batteries, and her life saving, it may not have seemed important, but her items, the necklace most of all, were special treasures. She curled up on the cold, wet, hard, uncomfortable ground, and settled into a sleep full of horrible dreams of lost love and betrayal.
While she slept on unaware, a glow encompassed her small body, and a ghostly figure appeared, glowing slightly, it was an old woman, but even in her elderly age she had a beauty, she smiled at the small girl lying on the ground and delicately went onto her knees, stroking the side of the girl's face and putting the longer bit of hair behind her ear, Kisoku smiled, as though the touch was familiar and brought back memories. "My dear child, my dear Kisoku, you poor thing, getting your hear broken. And then there are your parents, I thought my son and daughter in law would treat you better after I died, I guess not." She continued to talk to the sleeping figure. "Well, the least I could do for you, dear grandchild, is to give you a new chance at love." She smiled at the prone figure. "I wish for you to be happy with all my spirit and heart, and I know it's hard accepting betrayal, especially when it's the first time you're in love and you think he's the one." She talked and looked up at the moon, not noticing the small girl stirring beside her. "But you must give love another chance." She finished and nodded with herself. "I was with another man before I met your grandfather, I was so sad I wanted to die, it took me years to trust a man again, but when I did, it was real, true love." Kisoku was now awake and staring wide eyed at the unearthly figure that was her late grandmother. "Obaasan?" (Grandmother?) she asked shakily. The figure turned to look at her with surprise in her eyes, but smiled. "Hello my dear Kisoku." Kisoku got up and tried to hug her, but fell through. "I'm not real my dear child, you can't have physical contact with a spirit." She rolled her eyes in mock sarcasm. "What? How? When?" Kisoku rambled, the figure shushed her. "Not now, go to sleep chiisai wan." (Small one) Kisoku's eyes drooped and she fell into a deep sleep. "My chiisai wan, I wish for the best in your future, and I hope you open your heart again." Both figures started to disappear, but going to different places, and as the grandmother gave one last look at her beloved granddaughter and silently prayed to all the Gods that be that her chiisai wan would find confidence, happiness and love. Her eyes popped open just before she was totally gone. "Oh! I nearly forgot silly me." She closed her eyes in concentration and on Kisoku's ring finger on her right hand appeared a silver ring that matched the one in her bag. "Happy birthday, chiisai wan." And they both disappeared in a flash.
FASH: There's the first chapter, I think it went well, how will Kisoku react when she wakes up, and she isn't in the place she was before? And just incase you were wondering about the title Kisoku means breath, I like it, I was looking up words in a Japanese dictionary and thought it would be a good name for her. Next chapter will be up soon.
