The original fanfic is called " 1 Semana em 7 dias" .This was made by ikayra and the language is originally Portuguese. Any comment will be translated and sent to her so she can know your opinion about her fanfic. The comments in the end are hers and are on the original chapter too. If you want to visit her profile, here It is: http:/ . net/ u/1562378/ ikaira
One Week in Seven days
By: ikaira
Prologue
Everyday I'd get there, have a sit by his side, let him realize i was there and, without any word, get up and walk away.
I did that, faithfully, for one year…
It's painful to see him like that and I couldn't help but feel guilty. Even though everybody said it was not, I knew it was all my fault. If I hadn't been so desperate, dumb…
Lee was on the ground, I had no time to think. Gai would never get there in time,and Neji was too busy. I had to protect him, even if I had to give my own life for that.
But I didn't expect my act of giving my life for Lee's would make Neji give his own for mine. He was in the darkness, and yelling his name didn't work to bring him back.
The pain I felt when I looked at Neji was not for seeing him like that, it was because I knew it was my fault.
Chapter 1: First Day
"I'd give my life for you to have yours back. Once i can't,let me live my life for you and to you"
*Sunday
"Lee!" – i yelled the name of my friend, but he was unawake on the earthy ground. And we were so close to our village.
I was hurrying in my own fight and finished fast to run in his direction and finished the fight he started, taking the life of his – which was also ours – enemy.
I forgot I was on combat and got all my concentration to try to stop the flood of blood coming from my friend. Lee was almost out of breath and I was shaving too much to know what I was doing.
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I woke up sweaty and terrified. It was not the first time I had my heart running like that with those images in my mind about that horrible mission. The nightmare with the moments of that day came every night. There was no night with good sleep in this passed one year.
I got up from bed. Outside, one more day was coming. The sun was shyly bright behind the mountains around Konoha and, one more time, I watched the event… like I've done for so long.
The sore muscles in my body no longer bothered me. They were part of me already,as if they were oxygen or my muscles themselves.
Nights with no sleep gave me unpleasant consequences, but they were nothing comparing to the pain a had inside. The pain of guilt.
The warm water falling over my body made my flesh relax, but it didn't make my heart looser.
Today I'd see him again.
I'd sit by his side, mute, and let his image judge me as it wanted. And I deserved that it –his image- would do the way it thought was the worse and more painful.
Although everything seemed to be dark, Konoha never look cloudy and i held that with all my strength to don't fall in the darkness like I made Neji fall. It wasn't for me that I was holding myself up, it wasn't for me that I smiled, it wasn't for me that I kept on getting up every morning . I insisted to fight against the obvious for him, I kept my life alive to do not lose his.
8:00 am . I tried to be there always exactly on time. Neji had never liked anyone to be late. The house was clean and peaceful as usual. No one would stop me to ask who or what I would do there, they already knew.
I was there in that morning to – like all the mornings before – visit the only person who seemed not to want to be visited
I went through those large corridors saying hello to the ones I saw in the way. There were just a few employees. Neji had never liked many people around. It was expected that his house had just as many employees as necessary.
As I arrived to the big door to the garden, my heart seemed it'd stop. I knew exactly what was in the other side of the door, but I couldn't help. Every day was like the first day.
I got closer to where he was and walked through the green grass, always looking into his eyes. Neji was perfectly sitting on a chair, with a book in hands. The sun light made his skin seem to be shining. I arrived where he was and took a sit a bit distant from him, always in silence.
I gazed his face and I couldn't find anything to read how he was feeling today. Nothing but his serious expression, as usual. And as if it was the fist time it happened, I wanted to cry.
I took a deep breath and swallowed my weakness, I had no right to cry. He was the one who had reasons to want to disappear from this world.
My eyes went out his face and stopped on the closed book in his hands. My heart tried to stop beating again. Neji always loved to read, and now… I took another deep breath, trying one more time to swallow the flood of emotions in me.
And every thing was hurting like in the fist day.
I looked to the direction Neji's face was. There was a beautiful tree there, just some steps from us. The breeze coming made the leaves shake a bit, bringing their amazing smell to us. If I deserved I could enjoy all that peace. But the part that was mine, I gave to Neji with open heart.
We stayed there, in silence ,stuck in the same position, waiting the time to pass. I always stayed there for one entire hour doing nothing that I thought would disturb him. He was concentrated in the air. There were times I thought Neji had became a rock. He did not move.
During the many moments we shared like this, my mind insisted on bringing back those horrible images I always carried with me. It was cold and I shivered with those memories, trying to take them out of my brain. I closed my eyes with anger, but it made the images come even harder.
With a long sigh, I opened my eyes and looked at Neji. He was still the same, but his eyes were closed. He was thinking.
I was paying attention only on Neji, the rest didn't matter. I'd give everything to read his mind, to know his thoughts. Maybe he was having sad thoughts, maybe he was cursing me, I didn't care. I just wanted to know.
I couldn't stand that I didn't hear his voice once for one year. It should be part of my sentence. Lee had told me that when he came to visit, Neji said he was okay. And when Lee asked, I'd just say: "Neji said he is okay." That was a disgusting lie. Not the fact that Neji had never said anything to me, but the fact that Neji could be okay. Not the Neji I knew. Not the Neji I know.
Anyway, even telling lies, he still spoke to Lee, and even to Gai. In that way,I could believe I was the only one he didn't talk to. The only one he wasn't giving his voice to. That hurts. That hurts even more than the pain of the guilt i carry all time.
There were times I wanted to scream, take Neji out of there with me to a place everything would be different, where I would not be so stupid, where Neji would fight like he loved to and where he would talk to me. A place where I would make things differently, where Neji would let me take care of him as he once did of me. I had so many things to say, so many things to apologize for…
I moved my head to wake up from my thoughts. It was time to go and pretend everything was fine.
Breathing slowly, i got up to get out of there. I looked at him one last time and to the book in his hands.I turned around to leave,but I couldn't.
" Are you coming tomorrow? " - his voice made me stop. It was exactly as I could remember: strong and seemed to touch my soul.
My heart, that was trying to stop when I arrived, probably stopped now, just like my breathing. I turned around to see him.I was nervous, he was still with his eyes closed. I looked for my voice to answer but I couldn't find it. His voice was still in my ears.
" Come. " he, without any answer from me, said.
I moved my head in affirmation, as if he could see it. I felt dumb. He got up, his face in my direction and then he went inside his house, leaving me alone.
Neji couldn't see anymore. It was my fault. But his gaze – even if it seemed to look at nowhere – still had the same effect of years ago. It still could see through me and read me as usual.
I don't know why he decided to talk to me just now. After one year, maybe this week would be different. And of course I would come back tomorrow.
I'd never stop coming.