Hi people! This is my first story so don't be mad if it's not written well. Depending on how well this story goes, I may or may not post more.

Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING BUT MY OC!

"Speaking"

'Thinking'

~Flashback~

Prologue:

Run.

It was the only thing I could think of as my instincts overcame me while I ran through the village. Rain, as cold as ice, splashed my face as I ran; unshed tears in my eyes. Lightning flashed in the dark night, illuminating the streets and buildings of Konaha as I passed by. My feet splashed the puddles of water, effectively drenching my body in the freezing water.

Not caring about the cold, I continued to run. As I ran, I saw my destination. There, to the side of the village, was a small lake. A large wooden peer connected the land and the water. Making my way over to the peer, I let myself slow my pace to a sluggish walk. Standing at the edge of the wood, I sat down, looking at the water.

A bitter smile spread across my face as I looked to the water's surface. Memories flashed across my mind upon seeing my reflection. This lake had been –was- a special place for me. I would often be seen here with my brothers and cousin. My twin and I would always sit here watching Aniki as he trained. Our cousin would be on the water watching how much my brother had progressed in his training.

The four of us always snuck away from the compound. Aniki and Itoko always found a way to sneak us out of the house. When they did, we would always be here. On occasion, Aniki would train my brother and me in a few low-level jutsus.

I look around the lake as I see the memories cross my sight. A bitter laugh escapes my lips as I imagine the happy times I had with my dear brothers and cousin. That all seemed like a distant memory to me now. My whole life did at this point.

'Guess I'm not going home today, huh?' I softly think to myself; closing my eyes, allowing just a few moments of peace before opening my onyx eyes. Sitting on the peer, I look at my reflection again. The once forgotten rain causing ripples over my reflection. Looking carefully, I see that I'm covered in mud. I notice that the dress my mother bought me was completely ruined. I quietly scoff at that, 'As if anyone will care now. Aniki and Nii-san probably didn't even notice me leave.'

The once beautiful garment once was a soft yellow with sunflowers covering the length of the dress. It was a dress my mother had bought me for my birthday just a month ago. The Uchiwa fan, the symbol of our-my former- clan, which was stitched to the bottom, was torn and lost somewhere in the village. Where it was I didn't care.

"Natsumi-chan? " I heard a voice call me.

I was startled out of my thoughts when I heard the person call my name again. I quickly whipped my body around to see who this person was. When I looked I see a silhouette of a person. Upon further inspection, I was surprised at who I saw. Standing before me was none other than Kakashi Hatake! From the way he looks, he must have just returned from a mission.

A look of concern crossed his one visible eye. The lone grey orb seemed to look directly at my small form. During this time I studied his tense form as he watched the surrounding area. Silver hair that usually defies gravity was now weighed down due to the rain. The Konaha headband was worn in its usual tilted fashion over his left eye. The mask, that hid the lower half of his face, looked worn out with a small tear just under his headband; revealing a hidden scar.

"Natsumi-chan, what are you doing out here in the rain? You'll get sick if you stay out here any longer." He clearly knew something was wrong by the lack of response. His voice was soft as he spoke to me. The nineteen- year-old slowly made his way towards me. When he was close enough, he kneeled down on one knee so he was eyelevel with me. Gently, he reached out his arms and carefully brought me to his chest. As he stood I was cradled safely in his arms; him using his body as a shield to protect me from the rain.

Soon, all my worries from the day seemed to melt away from me as I clung onto Kakashi's shirt. He pulled his ANBU issued rain coat over my small body in a makeshift blanket. Before I knew it, sleep had overcome me as I embraced the warmth of Kakashi's body.

AN: Okay! I know this is really short. I originally had more planned but I didn't want to put too much into the intro. I'm still new at this so please have patience.

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Until next time,

JA NE~~