Title : To Hell With It
Story Summary : Life hated me from the start, and death hated me just as much. (SI-OC)
Main Genre : Drama, Humor
Sub-Genre : Angst, Hurt-Comfort, Friendship, Romance
Rating : 13+
Note : It's sad. I think nobody likes my stories anymore :'(
Edited : Quote changed. (4-22-19)
"When life gives you lemons, make an apple juice,
then sit back and let the world wonder how you did it"
Ch 01 :
The way she moves and the way she shows concern... It was completely foreign. I could only stare at her blankly as I couldn't process her concerned blabberings.
Had she also been like this before and I hadn't just noticed?
No, it can't be.
I was so young then, but I will never forget how unworthy I seem to be for her attention and affections.
Was she only being like this because I am not... me?
"Oh Kami!" She further blabbers. "I've been rambling non-stop and here I am, still doesn't know your name"
If possible, my mind screeched to a halt. She's asking for my name? Funny how I didn't have one to begin with.
"Zen" I finally mumbled, "My name is Zen"
"Zen, huh?" She smiles, "It's a beautiful name. Clearly soothing your calm personality!"
I bit my lip when something unfamiliar-ly heavy bloomed in my chest.
"Thanks"
It took days before Hara (I refuse to call her my mother) deemed me healthy enough to leave her care. Not once in those days did she mention anything about a husband or a daughter. Her house was also devoid of any signs of having another person living in her abode.
But that is the least of my problems.
If her calendar is correct and was kept up to date regularly, then I can only conclude that had traveled to the past. A past where I already exist in my younger years.
And according to Hara, her house is just outside of Tanigakure, a small Hidden Village in the Land of Rivers. But since I do not posses even a single identification paper, I could not enter any Hidden Village - aside from Ame, of course; but then again, why would I want to go there of all places?
In the end, I have decided to travel from town to town; simply enjoying these peaceful days. And since I came back to the past without any amount of pocket money (because seriously, what would you need money for in the battlefield?) I couldn't afford an inn. So I camped in the woods like the ninja I am.
Except currently, I am not.
I do not have any identification: no ID, no rank, and most specially... No hitai-ate.
As far as I could remember, I got my identifications when I came to the orphanage.
Would it be possible to have them do mine (again) without me being one of their charges (anymore)?
It took another couple of days to reach the orphanage I have first been in before I was sent to Konoha. The scene was too heartwarming and familiar.
My eyes instantly caught the form of my younger counterpart, staring wide-eyed and uncomprehending at some kids her age.
I could still remember the struggle I initially had when I first came here. I couldn't understand what everyone was saying. All I ever understood were how to say the most basic of things like single words, greetings and count the numbers up until ninety-nine. I didn't even know how to say "I'm tired" or "It wasn't me". It was the hardest 3 years of my life and I am eternally grateful that these matrons didn't give up on me.
The fond memories I had of this place will be forever treasured in my heart.
"Yo" I greeted my younger self with a familiar two-fingered wave. The signature wave of Hatake Kakashi (without the closed eye-smile). In response, my younger counterpart is currently looking at me strangely; at a loss of what is happening and suspicious of who I am.
"She said that she's your sister" The Head Matron kindly says to the young girl and to be expected, my younger counterpart couldn't understand what she's saying.
"Onee-chan?" She frowns.
Smiling despite the looks I've been receiving, (because you know, if we're really siblings, the little shit would and should've ran to my arms while bawling her eyes out and this right now is nothing but suspicious), "I told them we're siblings" I said in a language I know she'll understand. Good ol' English. "Just ride with it"
The confused and unsure look the Head Matron sent me was completely expected. As well as the surprised look my younger self is sending me.
"Who are you?" My younger counterpart finally asks. "How do you know this language?"
"I've learnt it for the majority of my life" I shrugged. "But that's the least of your concern. Right now, I need you to just act like we're freaking siblings"
"Who are you?" She insists.
"My name is Zen" I answered. "XXXXXXX Zen"
"Liar" She glares at me. "That's my name!"
"Look" I sigh. "If your dumb brain still haven't connected the dots, I'm willing to provide. I am you, you little shit. I'm from the future" I massaged my throbbing temple. Clearly feeling the oncoming headache. "Now, can we proceed?"
Gingerly and still wary, she inches closer to me and reaching for my outstretched hand. I could only sigh as I place a hand on her head, gently patting it. "I'll explain everything later"
She nods, and that is enough to reassure me that she won't misbehave.
I turned my attention back to the Head Matron, who is currently confused and conflicted at the previous display of mistrust.
"I'm sorry for that" I apologized. "We were separated while travelling and she thinks I abandoned her"
The older woman frowns. "Why would she think that?"
"We..." I look down at my younger self in pity, a look I know for myself that I hate receiving. "We weren't cared for, you see... And then we were abandoned by our mother."
She gasps, and the look of pity that I hated so much was directed at both of me. At the look, my younger self turns away from the Head Matron and presses herself to my body.
"I am so sorry to hear that." The Head Matron sympathizes. "Is there anything we could do for both of you?"
I perked up at that, before smiling sheepishly. "Actually, there is..."
The older woman smiles encouragingly.
"Uhmm... You see.." I scratched the back of my head. "We don't have any identifications and I was wondering if..."
"Consider it done" The Head Matron smiles at us.
I could only gape at her. Just like that?
"What is it?" My younger self looks up at me in confusion.
I grin in reply. "We're getting identification papers!"
"What does that mean?" She frowns in confusion.
"It means we can go to Konoha"
At that notion, her face lights up and that is all I needed to know to tell that what I did was the right thing.
