Remember The Truth
By Obsidian Feather
Kira would never remember when the kunai had actually penetrated the flesh on her side or when she woke up to the bright lights and the tears of her emerald eyed mother but, she would remember what happened as her life was starting to slip away:
A raven-haired woman had greeted her at the angelic gate. Her dark onyx eyes were warm and inviting as she pulled the small girl close; pressing her lips to the large forehead.
"It's not your time little one."
Kira blinked up at her as she pressed a hand to the dripping wound on the girl's side.
She could feel the warmth of this woman's love and something like sorrow as the blood stopped flowing and the skin healed over. "Your mother can do the rest…"
"Kira!" Her name was screamed.
The older woman glanced upwards towards a breaking point in the blackness where the warmth of her and this gate couldn't penetrate.
"They want you back… Just close your eyes and you'll be with them."
"And," The woman said before Kira closed her eyes to the light, "Tell your father we never blamed him."
That was when she noticed them. The other faces around her; all warm with some measure of a smile. An old man next the woman give something between a scowl and a smirk. Kira had a sudden thought of her father as she finally closed her eyes, drifted back to where her mother would greet her with a watery smile…
A while later, after the Lady Uchiha had tired herself out and had her pink-haired head lolling against her husband's shoulder; Kira finally told him.
"Daddy?"
He turned to the sound of her voice in the hospital bed, "Hn?" He gazed at her an eyebrow raised.
"When I was hurt… I think… I saw heaven." She shifted in the bed to gaze out through the window. It was drizzling.
Silence fell between the two. Kira brushed a strand of raven- hair behind her ear. It would slither back soon. Her father drew in a breath and exhaled it.
"Kira, I-"
She cut him off.
"I met a woman there…" She whispered, not turning to face him. "She looked like you a little bit."
He blinked, his eyes glazing with confusion.
"She told me…that 'they' didn't blame you… they never did."
She turned back to her father. His dark colored bangs hid his eyes from her. "Do you know what they meant?" Her own tentative onyx gaze stared at her father's form for what seemed hours until her stirred.
A light chuckle broke the quiet that had answered her question. "Yes…"
Kira could have sworn she say tears drift down his pale cheeks as he raised his head to face the lights brightening the ceiling.
"I think I always have…"
Yeah, if any of you noticed, I'm through an editing period. I'm removing a hella-lot of my stories and posting them back. I'm sorry if I upset anyone with this.
- Obsidian Feather