FLASHFIC FESTIVAL

Kakashi –

Run.

Kakashi runs, faster then ever. Under the rain that washes the blood on his face, that drenches his uniform.

Faster.

Kakashi runs trough the forest, slips on the mud and gets up. Breaks branches and makes a track.

You're horrible, Kakashi.

Kakashi runs, every breath is a stab in the heart. But Kakashi resists, Kakashi doesn't break down.

There's no time anymore.

Kakashi runs in the dark of the night. He stops e vomits. Coughs e vomits again.

Stop.

Kakashi runs out of the forest. Trees end, rock starts.

You're arrived.

Kakashi runs along the shore of the lake. A wave throws him on the ground, the rocks cut his arms and legs.

Idiot, you have lost a boot!

Kakashi runs, lets stains of blood on sharp stones.

Can you see them?

Kakashi fells on his knees, catches Naruto and gets him out of the water.

Where's the other?

Kakashi looks around. Sasuke is quite far, a hollow in his chest.

Ignore him.

And Kakashi ignore him. Shakes Naruto, shouts his name. But Naruto doesn't answer.

A dead man doesn't talk, Kakashi.


So... this is an exercise. I decided to translate my fanfictions in order to learn English, and I started with something easy: a collection of flashfic about war, written by using the PoV of various characters like Kakashi, Tsunade or Tenten and a lot of originals. This chapter is the first, which is also a style experiment.

I hope you'll enjoy them, and if you want to write two words, you'll make me very happy!

(I don't know how to link my Italian profile, can someone help me, please?)