Hey Hey Hey...I don't own Naruto and the song "Right Now (Na Na)" belongs to Akon!
Wow, these are amazing. Kakashi thought as he turned the pages of Dream's sketch pad. One was of two young girls playing together in a field. Another was a couples' silhouette on a bench with a dulled red sun setting.
"Hatake," He turned to find Asuma, a friend of his, approaching, "Why are you sitting at the river edge, looking at drawings, alone?"
"They drawings belong to one of Commander Salt's daughters."
"Oh, she must be skilled so I would guess the daughter which you speak of is…Dream." Kakashi's right eye widened and nodded.
"How did you know?"
"Eh, I know the girls. Met them once before when I had to meet the Commander." He nodded when he finally understood.
"I see that's why you knew. So, what is she like? You know…personality wise." Kakashi not only spoke verbally, but spoke with his body as well.
"YOU!" Both men looked at the woman who had just walked into their conversation…Dream. Rage and anger had taken a pencil and drew all over her face, but not only rage, insanity had also taken the liberty to write on the 20-year-old's face.
"You are in deep shit, Kakashi."
"Why?" Dream began toward the Marines and Asuma looked at the silver-haired Captain.
"Last person that looked through her drawing book," Asuma looked how close Dream got and started walking away, "The last person who looked at it was never seen or heard from again. Good luck on fighting that lioness off!" His last words could have been mistaken for a final good-bye and with them Asuma ran off.
Kakashi's right eye opened wide as the distance between Dream and himself frightened him. Her hands had now clutched his shirt and their faces were mere inches apart. Dream was very scary when you got her mad.
"Give me my drawing pad and I won't hurt you," Without hesitation, Kakashi held out the pad and she took it, "A lot!"
Kakashi walked home with two black eyes and a few bruised ribs. That girl was unnaturally strong.
"Dude, what happened to you?" Anko, a deranged woman, had come up behind him. Kakashi jumped, he wasn't normally scared, but after an encounter with Dream Salt he wasn't taking chances of that girl jumping him again.
"Dream Salt happened."
"You mean Commander Salt's 20-year-old daughter?"
"Yes." His posture went from a proud Marine to a defeated wimp. He wasn't a defeated wimp though, unless Dream Salt was in the room then he was.
"Um, what did you do to unleash her womanly fury?" A grin began to form on the woman's face, "Did you steal her mirror?" A few giggles escaped her mouth before she placed a hand on her mouth, "Of did you hide her make-up?" Anko was now laughing with her head back and mouth wide open, which was incredibly unattractive.
"Neither, I took and looked in her sketch pad." Anko immediately stopped laughing and looked at Kakashi with her left eyebrow raised.
"Her sketch pad? She beat you for a sketch pad? That's ridiculous!" He arms were being waved above her head like a maniac who just had an energy drink.
"I think those pictures I saw showed what she saw."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean like…have you ever looked at something and you had your perspective on it?"
"Um, yes, why wouldn't I?" Some people walking the opposite direction waved at the Marines and the two waved back.
"Well, what she gives the world is a tough girl act. Mean girl. Heartless and just hard, but what I saw in that book was someone softer. A hiding girl that is somewhere deep in her soul." His right eye wandered to the sky and passing clouds as his thought went back to the other night when Dream had dragged him to a field and away from the Marine Ball. She had looked straight at the sky and just stared.
"When did you become deep Hatake?" Anko said with a wide cheesy grin on her face.
"I always have been, but I don't show people I am unless I want to. Normally I don't want to." His eye crinkled in a way she knew he was smiling.
"Well, I best be off. I have some fresh Marine to scare."
"God help them." The out-of-this-world woman lightly punched her friend in the arm and began to walk to the right.
His walk to the apartment building was slow and calm. Oddly, he thought as to why Dream acted the way she did and why didn't she present herself to people with her real personality. The setting changed in a blur of colors as her continued to think all the way until her fell asleep that night. He dreamt of a curly haired woman coming after him…with a gun. What a nightmare.
His callused finger tips brushed against her soft cheek. A chaste kiss was shared between the two. Her right cheek lay gently on her lover's chest and she listened to his heart beat. Felt the rise and fall of his breath.
"I love you Edwin." He didn't answer back. All that happened was he begun to turn to sand. Dry sand that fell through your fingers, "Edwin?"
"I'm sorry Dream." Edwin was now a pile of sand. The wind of lost had started and pushed against her and the pile that used to be Edwin. He was blowing away.
"Edwin! Please don't leave me!" He was gone and everything around her closed in. The air around her disappeared. She needed air. Dream couldn't breathe.
Those clear blue eyes shot open and her torso was now up right. Tears had created a sorrowful river on her face. Her curly hair was a mess. It was tangled together and began to flatten. Her limbs began to shake uncontrollably. She needed air. Dream needed to breathe.
Left side. No. Right side. No. Back. No. Stomach. Definitely not. The silver-haired man was unable to sleep. He couldn't sleep when a lot was on his mind and, of course, Dream Salt's drawings occupied his mind.
"I need a drink…badly." Hatake jumped out of his bed and put some clothes on. His hand reached for his wallet and out the window he spotted a certain 20-year-old walking toward the direction he has going to be heading. She looked like she didn't want to be caught as her head turned around looking behind her, to the right and to the left of her.
What is she up to? No, Kakashi, don't get involved. Just go get your drink. Maybe two or three. Could be four. Just go Hatake! He walked out the door locking it and started down the dirty stairs of his apartment building and to the club called Zero.
Dream walked on to the dance floor at Club Zero as Akon's song Right Now came on. In the small space she squeezed into between two guys, who didn't seem to mind the proximity of the beauty and that she was in-between them. She needed to stop thinking so she accepted the fact she was sandwiched between two people, of course, two men.
It's been so long
That I haven't seen your face
I'm trying to be strong
But the strength I have is washing away
It won't be long
Before I get you by my side
And just hold you, tease you, squeeze you tell
You what's been on my mind
I wanna make up right now na na
Kakashi had just walked into the crowded club and sat on a high chair that was facing the bar. His drink order was taken and he turned to face the dancing group of people. He saw some of his colleagues and his students on the floor with their companions, except for Sasuke who had taking a like to Savanna Salt and asked the 18-year-old on a date. Savanna and Sasuke were sitting in a booth in the corner, and then he spotted Savanna Salt's older sister, Dream. She was grinding on two men in the middle of the dancing crowd.
She tried to leave the blond and brunette men, but they had stopped her. It wasn't very long until she was beating on one of the guys as the other pulled her off. Commander Salt would want him to help her because it was his duty, right?
The people on the dance floor were everywhere. They were a pack of wild cattle getting ready to charge whoever disturbed them. Kakashi finally pushed his way to the fighting woman and her opponents.
"What's going on here?" Kakashi said when he got close enough for them to hear him.
"Get out of here, bitch!" The blond guy yelled at the Captain. Kakashi didn't have the patience for idiots who wanted a piece of ass. In the next few seconds Kakashi was beating on the man who was pulling Dream off the other, and now she resumed her "dishing of pain." Before long, Sasuke and Savanna ran over to Dream to see if the 18-year-old's sister was fine.
"Are you all right?" Savanna asked her sister. Dream rolled her eyes.
"Of course I'm fine! What do you think?" Savanna turned to Kakashi.
"Captain Hatake, could you please escort my sister home. She won't leave unless someone takes her." Kakashi nodded and took a strong hold on the petite girl's arm and dragged her out of the noisy club.
The feisty woman had struggled, but she wasn't the only one who was strong. He dragged her down the quiet street and toward her house that was close to the base.
"Let go of me!" He had and she fell on her ass with a painful cry, "Jeez, you didn't have to do that!"
"You said let go, so I did."
"Bastard!"
"I just helped you with two guys who wanted to rape you!" By now, she was standing in front of Kakashi and with what he said she slapped him across the face.
"I don't need you to be my fucking father! Go away! I don't want you to ever speak to me again you ass!" She was gone in a sprint.
"Wonderful." Kakashi walked away from the silent and non-existent scene and went back to get another drink from the bar.
Dream had ghosted into her dark home. Passed her parents' door as if she hadn't and walked all the way down the hall to her room, and as soon as she was in her safe haven tears streamed down her tanned face, but it didn't last very long and neither did her not crying.
"Edwin, please, tell me what to do! I know I didn't act like myself tonight. I'm sorry that I have been like this, but it's the only way to hide the hurt. I miss you so much! Why did you have to leave me? Savanna found someone. Why can't I find someone like you? I don't want to be alone. I want you back. Why did Kakashi have to bring rape into this? I don't want to be reminded of that night. That night you died."
"No let go of me!" The man's grip had become firmer as he pushed the small girl against the brick wall.
"Shut the hell up bitch!" A ripping sound invaded her ears and she saw her shirt in pieces on the cold, hard ground.
"Please, stop!" His large hand covered the girl's mouth and spread her legs with his knee. She was weak. She couldn't stop him from doing what he was planning.
"Get the hell away from her, you bastard!" Dream looked were the voice had come from and found her boyfriend, Edwin, running to save her. A sense of ease washed over her.
The brawly man forced her to the ground and engaged Edwin as Edwin engaged him. Edwin's eyes met his girlfriend's, and as if talking, his eyes told her to run and run fast and far. Her head shook and he nodded. With warm tears streaming like rivers down her face, she turned and ran as fast as she could. Dream ran and ran, but stopped when she heard a gunshot. The sound came from the area she took off from, but her assailant was the only one to the two who had a gun. Edwin didn't even know how to use a gun. Dizziness invaded and she fainted falling on the hard ground to find out when she woke up that her love was dead.
New tears fell and the wind danced through her long hair. She wanted Edwin back. Dream didn't want someone new, because the one she wanted had left this earth and left her.
"Oh, Edwin, I need you so much."
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