To Never Love Again
Written by Brown Eyed Girl17
Beta'd and typed by Love the Omni
We don't own Naruto! D: But we do own all the millions of OCs in this story. xD
We're back~~ Thanks for tuning in to the sequel of 'A Sin Called Incest'. If you haven't read then then stop and read it cause none of this will make sense (and it's so good that you'll want to read it ;O). In case you don't know: I'm Love the Omni, typing up all of Brown Eyed Girl17's magnificent stories -cough-sinceshe'salazyassandIlovethisstorysomuch-cough-.
So on with the story: To Never Love Again!
Prologue: A Normal Life
High School. 'Hell on earth,' the girl decided. Her long black hair was pulled out of her face by a plain clip that matched her hair. She sighed dejectedly. She was once Uchiha Hitomi the ANBU medical chief but now she was Uchiha Hitomi the high school senior at the best academy in Tokyo.
Her wandering mind flashed back to her history class and away from her daydream. The teacher was rambling about the daimyo again.
"Uchiha!" Hitomi looked over to her history sensei and gave her a curious look. "Pay attention," she ordered.
"Yes, Chidoku-sensei," Hitomi answered politely. The bell rang and everyone stood and thanked the hateful woman who took forever to explain the lessons.
Hitomi exited the room with the others who weren't on cleaning detail. As everyone broke off into their cliques, Hitomi stayed alone. She had no friends within this hell. Hitomi jogged home and changed for work. Hitomi hated the coffee shop she worked at but it paid enough for her to afford to go to Kuran Academy and stay in her apartment.
She looked at herself in the full-length mirror. She wore the black t-shirt that had 'Rave Coffee Shop' on it. Jeans and a t-shirt were still new to the former shinobi. Glancing at her watch she realized it was time to go. Hitomi once again left her apartment.
On her way to work she ran into one of her co-workers.
"Hey, Hitomi! Man... you look like someone raped your turtle," he said, beaming at her.
"Haru, don't worry about it, okay?" Hitomi said, still in a haze of homesickness.
"Cheer up, kid! You're still in high school. Be lucky that you're not an old college junior like myself," Haru teased.
"Come on, Haru. I'm not in the mood," Hitomi whined. She really wished that she had just stayed in Konoha instead of running from her grief that caught up to her anyway.
"You never smile, Hitomi. Whatever's bothering you can't be that bad," Haru told her. Hitomi mentally groaned. 'If you only knew, Haru, you wouldn't be so nice to me.'
"Haru, have you ever wondered if you could go home and that this place is keeping you unhappy?" Hitomi wondered.
"So that's what's bothering you! Alright, from my experience, parents will always love you even if they disowned you," Haru said.
"But-" Hitomi shut her mouth. She couldn't tell Haru she was from a ninja clan and that she ran away.
"Let me guess," Haru interrupted her thoughts as they entered the coffee shop. "You're lonely," he finished. Hitomi paused. Was she lonely? She never gave it much thought. She supposed she did miss Ryuho and Rekki a lot. Mi-chan and the rest of her family and friends came to mind. So did Zai. She brushed aside a tear. She was lonely.
"Yeah, that's it, Haru," she mumbled.
"Well, then it's settled. You can move in with me!" Haru told her. Hitomi dropped the apron she had intended to put on.
"What?" she asked, confused.
"Come on, Hitomi. I won't rape you. Plus my apartment is closer to your school," Haru coaxed. She looked at her friend who reminded her so much of Zai.
"How long have you been planning to ask me that?" she wondered.
"A few weeks. How'd you guess?" He laughed.
"It sounded rehearsed, Haru," she informed him, picking up her apron and donning it. It was a hideous shade of bright green (A/N: Sort of like the ones at Starbucks. If you don't know what Starbucks is then sorry for your loss).
"You're avoiding the question. Are you moving in with me or not?" Haru asked impatiently.
"Alright, we'll start on it after work but I'm still not going to date you," she told the boy. His face fell. A dark part of her mind said 'He shouldn't have gotten his hopes up' but another part of her sympathized with him. He was just too much like Zai for her to like him. She felt like she was betraying Zai just by being friends with Haru.
Kachiku Haru was a tall, brown-haired man with green eyes. His face was similar to Zai's and they shared a quirk: they both called her 'kid' on occasion. Haru didn't exactly compare to his look-alike Zai who had black hair and blue eyes. The bug master hadn't been as tall as Haru though, which was a good thing. Haru was an astounding 6 feet and 7 inches which made her 5 feet and 11 inches fall short. She hated being short. She missed Rekki being around to make her feel better about her height.
Hitomi and Haru fell into pave with the other waiters and waitresses. A flash of purple caught her attention. She saw on the bookshelf there was a row of books entitled 'Icha Icha Incest'. Hitomi groaned. Jiraiya was dead the next time she saw him. She picked up a copy and put some money in the cash register she'd been at. She tucked the book she'd just purchased in the pocket of her apron.
A customer came over with his bill to pay for his things. She hit a few buttons on the register and took the money and gave him his change.
"Thank you. Come again," she responded automatically. She didn't bother to smile at the customer. They were all the same to her, annoying and ignorant to the workers there.
The bell rang, signaling the entrance of another customer. Hitomi looked up and greeted him. Afterwards she watched him in astonishment. The man looked a lot like Rekki: the mop of red hair and the one gold eye. However, he wore a regular old eye patch instead of the medical type that Rekki wore. Hitomi had a fleeting vision of the man wearing a peg leg and a parrot resting on his shoulder.
She shook the thought away and signaled his waitress to switch with her. "You look tired," she lied. "Take the register." She grabbed a pen and a pad of paper from underneath the counter and walked over to the mysterious man.
"What can I get you, sir?" she asked.
"Tea would be nice," he answered, oblivious to her. Hitomi longed to yell at the man but didn't.
"Right away, Ishizaki-san." She said the name when she was sure he had to be Rekki's father.
"What did you call me?" he asked, astonished. He met her eyes.
"Ishizaki-san," she answered plainly.
"Ah, you're one of those Uchiha brats," he smirked. An Uchiha had too much pride but it didn't seem to phase the girl in front of him. "What do you need, Uchiha?" he asked.
"Why did you abandon your family, you coward?" Hitomi felt her temper rise. She wasn't a people person.
"I cannot answer that for you, my dear," he spoke plainly as if they were making small talk about the weather.
"Then how will you answer it when I drag your ass to Konoha and hand you over to Rekki?" Hitomi pondered aloud.
"You won't. I've heard things about you Uchiha. I know you're running from your past as well. Besides, that kid of mine won't do a thing. She's just a weak kunoichi with no Ishizaki blood in her," he laughed.
"Your daughter, Uzumaki Rekki, does have the Ichigan," Hitomi snapped. "Maybe if you'd stayed around long enough to see past the fact that she was a girl then you would know that."
"Liar," he spat before getting up and walking out of the coffee house in a huff. Hitomi didn't care if she ever saw him again but something he said about her running away from her past triggered every memory of Zai and for the first time in 18 months she was ready to go back home to Konoha.