So this is my first ever fanfiction, YAY! ^.^ I don't know if it is good or not but meh, I am going to write it anyway. If there are spelling/grammar mistakes don't judge me because I am half asleep! Anyway feedback is good, thanks!
Darkness. Everything was black, no colour, no light, just an endless ocean of darkness. I couldn't think, I couldn't speak, I couldn't breathe. Nothing. It stretched on and on forever, never stopping and not a single glimpse of light anywhere, or so it seemed. Something caught my attention, a dot? Yes, a small white dot in the distance. The dot started to grow and before I could realise what was happening the black was completely gone. I opened my eyes and saw a rough outline of a man, I felt an arm around me and I realised that I was lying across this unknown man. The light flooding my vision was painfully bright; I blinked a few times clearing my sight and bringing the man into focus. My mind was fuzzy and unclear, and all I could feel was an incredible headache, which was definitely not improving with this man shouting orders at people that I could not see. I couldn't quite make out what it was that he was saying and trying to make sense of it made my head hurt more, he stopped barking orders and focussed his eyes on me. I tried to speak, tried to ask where I was or how I got here but just as I found the right words to say I lost consciousness, back into the endless ocean of darkness.
I opened my eyes slowly and looked around, taking in my surroundings. There was a lot of white and pale blues, I looked down and noticed that I was on a bed, covered by a thin white blanket. I was definitely in a hospital, but my question was why. I let out a small sigh and shifted in the bed putting my hands behind my head and shutting my eyes again.
"So, you're finally awake?" The voice caused me to sit up and open my eyes; I looked around trying to find the source of the mysterious voice. My eyes finally came to rest on a man sitting on the windowsill with a book in his hand.
"If you're going to stare at least introduce yourself first." His eyes didn't shift from the pages of his book. I wanted to say something witty back, but not only was it impossible for me to think of a good reply it was also impossible for me to formulate any words at all. The man finally lifted his eyes from the book; he studied me for a moment which caused the ideal moment for me to study him also. He was thin and moderately tall, he looked to be at least fifteen centimetres taller than me, if that. He wore a face mask that covered most of his face, and a headband with an odd leaf-like shape on it that covered one of his eyes, his hair was silver; it was spiked up and tilted to his left. He was certainly attractive even though most of his face was covered, god knows why. Maybe his face was deformed somehow; all I knew was that he looked good. It finally hit me, I couldn't believe it took me so long, this was the man that was ordering people around when I gained consciousness earlier today.
"You're a shy one, eh? Well then allow me to introduce myself." He sat his book down and slid off the windowsill, landing lightly on the floor. A smile lit up his eyes… eye? "My name is Kakashi Hatake, it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance." He spoke formally yet kindly. I took a deep breath praying silently that words would actually come out this time.
"Hello, Kakashi. It's nice to meet you too." I made a mental note to thank whoever it was I was praying to that I was able to speak. "My name is-" I paused, took a deep breath and tried again "My name is-" I paused again, what was my name? I frowned and tried to think back and remember what on earth my name was. I let out a sharp gasp as a splitting pain filled my head and I buckled over, putting my head in hands. Kakashi rushed to my side and placed his hand on my back.
"Hey, are you alright? What happened? Nurse! Nurse, help plea-" I cut Kakashi off by raising my hand.
"N-No, I'm fine. Really, you don't need to call the nurse in." I smiled reassuringly, mostly trying to convince myself.
"Are you certain? What happened?" I looked at his face, he was genuinely concerned.
"Just a headache is all, I'm sure of it! But I can't for the life of me remember my name." I let out a small chuckle trying to stop myself from worrying about it. Kakashi looked at me and frowned for a second before he stepped back from me and leaned against a nearby wall. He launched into a conversation with me about whether or not I remember anything before he found me, to most of his questions I replied with short answers or brief noises of agreement but my mind was elsewhere trying to make sense of what has happened to me.
A decent amount of time had passed and the sun had begun to set behind the assorted buildings and houses that were outside. Kakashi had remained leaning against the wall the entire conversation, his face set in a slight frown the whole time. Finally a nurse knocked at the door and politely stepped into my hospital room. She told me that I was fine and free to leave but if I started to get the headaches again that I was to come back and be examined, and then she left with a polite smile on her face.
"I suppose you are feeling hungry after being out for three days." Kakashi stated and stood up straight, stretched, and placed his hands in his pockets. I nodded along and then realised what he had actually said.
"Three days?! You found me three days ago? I have been passed out in this hospital room for THREE DAYS?!" I brought my hand to my head, massaged my temple, and sighed. "Well then yeah! I am very hungry actually." I smiled.
"Great!" Kakashi said, and walked over to the side of the room where the door was "How does Ichiraku Ramen sound?"
"Ichi- What?" I looked at Kakashi with confusion. He chuckled which caused me to frown, way to be helpful. I mentally rolled my eyes.
"It's a local restaurant, I eat there often. I am sure you will love it, it has a certain charm about it." He spun around so that his body was facing the door, he looked over his shoulder at me "Get ready to leave, I will be waiting outside when you are good to go." Kakashi smiled and left, leaving me alone in the hospital room.
I went to get off the hospital bed but I struggled a lot, obviously lying down for three days straight isn't good for you. I made my way over to the door leading into the small bathroom attached to my hospital room. I closed the few steps between me and the sink; I washed my face and dried it with the closest towel. I looked up at the mirror in front of me, studying the unfamiliar face staring back at me. The girl's hair fell in long, brown curls down to her waist and her eyes were the same brown as her hair. The girl was pretty, but in a simple sort of way. She wasn't drop dead gorgeous or anything, but she was nice to look at… I was nice to look at. I smoothed out my hair and left the hospital.
Kakashi was leaning against a nearby tree reading his book, standing in the dark shadow that the setting sun caused the tree to cast. I walked over to him and stood next to him trying to see what was written on the pages of the books.
"So, what's that book of yours about?" I asked, leaning over trying to read the page. He snapped the book shut and shifted awkwardly.
"Uhh, nothing. Forget about it." I could swear that embarrassment flashed across his face for a split second before he changed the topic "So, Ichiraku?"
"Lead the way!" I grinned as I did a sweeping motion with one arm. Kakashi began walking and I fell into step beside him. We both remained silent for a little while, stepping in unison until I couldn't take the silence any longer. "So how old are you, Kakashi?" He seemed shocked at the question.
"How- How old am I?" Kakashi repeated my question. He thought to himself for a moment then finally replied "I am thirty years old, I think. Why do you ask? How old are you?"
"I don't exactly know my age. No memory, remember? I was just curious is all." I shrugged and smiled.
Kakashi stopped walking and gestured in the direction of a small building that was separated from the outside world by small banners hanging from the roof. This would be Ichiraku Ramen, I guessed. There was an amazing smell coming from the small restaurant, this made me realise just how hungry I actually was. Kakashi led the way into Ichiraku and I followed, taking a seat next to him.
We ordered our ramen and ate in silence, after we had finished eating Kakashi payed for both out meals, we thanked the owners, and left. We were standing outside of Ichiraku and Kakashi looked at me with an expression on his face that I couldn't read.
"Do you have a place to stay?" He asked suddenly, I raised an eyebrow at him.
"Well considering I haven't been conscious, until now, since being in this village I am going to have to say no." I did a small laugh as I thought to myself about where I planned on staying.
"You can stay with me until you can get a place of your own." Kakashi smiled.
"Oh, no! I couldn't do that! You have already been so kind to me, I couldn't possibl-" Kakashi cut me off before I finished what I was saying.
"Nonsense! You don't have anywhere else to stay and you don't know anyone else here." This discussion continued on for a little while until I finally gave in.
"Okay, okay! I will stay at your place until I find somewhere more permanent. Thank you." I smiled gratefully. Kakashi tried to hide his victorious smirk, but failed miserably.
"You are welcome, follow me. You will be staying in the guest room, it's not exactly high class but it's comfortable." We made our way to Kakashi's house and it was exactly how I had imagined it. It was a simple house, single storey, basic furnishing with an earthy colour scheme. It was simple but sweet.
Kakashi showed me where the bathroom was then led me to the guest room, I stepped inside and he closed the door behind me. I was alone in what was to be my new room for the next few days. I looked around the room, it had the same sort of decoration as the rest of the house; simple and earthy. I took a few steps then realised I didn't have anything to unpack. I looked down at my clothes; I was wearing a beige high neck dress that was mid-thigh in length, under the dress was a pair of white shorts, and I had on white sandal shoes. All of which were covered by dirt and dust, I really needed new clothes.
I stepped out of my room and went for a walk around the house, trying to memorize the layout to avoid any future awkward moments of getting lost. I made my way to the wooden back porch that had a nice view of a garden, the garden was the most shocking part of Kakashi's house; he didn't strike me as someone who would have a garden. I sat down on the porch and admired the garden for god knows how long, lost in the peaceful beauty that the moon cast over it.
A noise to my side startled me, I looked and immediately calm when I saw that it was Kakashi. He was wearing a navy blue top and loose navy blue three quarter pants; he still had his face mask and headband on. Words cannot explain how badly I wanted to see his face.
"Kakashi?" I asked after a few minutes of silence. He responded with a hum, his eyes focussed on the garden.
"Why have you been so kind to me? I mean you basically saved me three days ago, you visited me in the hospital even though I was a complete stranger, you payed for my food tonight, and you are letting me stay at your house. Why?" Kakashi remained silent. I watched him carefully, trying to find some sort of response in his face but there was nothing. He eventually replied with a nonchalant shrug.
"You remind me of someone I used to care about a lot. When you were lying in the hospital bed I felt like I needed to protect you, you are so young and there is so much evil in this world. You have lost all of your memory; you don't even remember your name! It just seemed like you needed someone to look out for you." Kakashi spoke so seriously that it had begun to worry me; he must have seen it on my face as he smiled reassuringly.
"Thank you, Kakashi." I smiled back at him.