Author's Note: Since no one is really reviewing this story, I'm going to probably go on hiatus with this story to work on some other stuff. I'm sorry to those of you who read this, but seriously, I realized I should focus on my other stories, since this one isn't really giving me much motivation to write this.
Disclaimer: I, KawaiiTenshiCeres, does not own Hatenai Sora by Arashi or Naruto/Naruto:Shippuden. I only own the various OCs that appear in the story such as Koyama Sumire.
Hatenai Sora
ポリリズム/Polyrhythm
"You've been acting weird lately, Kakashi. "
Gai gazed at Kakashi strangely, while his rival looked up from his book. They were on a rooftop of a building. Gai was stretching while Kakashi was casually reading to himself. It was late morning, while they were simply hanging out together. Even though it was only a few days, Kakashi was still thinking to himself. He didn't know why Sumire had acted that way, but since then, she kept avoided him. No matter how friendly he acted, she was more cold than she normally was.
"Oi...Kakashi?" Gai questioned furrowing his thick eyebrows. "Tch. You're pretty boring today, huh? Well, I'm going over to Sumire's. You know you want to see her. " he mocked.
"Of course." he responded.
"WHAT? I was only kidding, but alright." Gai sighed. "Kaori-senpai said that she does tend to sleep in after breakfast...Guess we'll wake her up!"
It was going to be awkward for sure. The picture of the frustrated Sumire yelling at him, practically on the verge of tears when she 'rejected' him, was still stuck on his mind. She had a perfectly valid reason why she had to do it. She knew that their little relationship would end as soon as it would start. After all, he did made her feel humiliated by making her go out onto the streets of Konoha wearing girly clothing, and attracting some attention...
"...Ah! Hello, Gai-niichan, and Kakashi-niichan!" Momoko smiled brightly, waving to the two men, while she kept the door open.
"Good morning to you, Momoko-chan!" Gai grinned towards her. "Is Sumire awake?"
"Oh, Mama's sleeping on the couch. She fell asleep after making me breakfast." the child replied. "Come on in!" she said, as the two of them entered the house.
Following Momoko, the men had wandered towards the living room/dining room of the house. They entered seeing a sleeping kunoichi sprawled out on the couch, napping with her mouth wide open, wearing a tank top and shorts, while they noticed her stomach was exposed. The ever-so blushing Gai stared at Sumire, before grinning to himself. He moved his face close to hers, only mere centimeters from hers.
Smacking him in the face, Sumire rose up with an irritated look on her face, as she fixed her glasses.
"Jeez, Gai-san." she grumbled, fixing her hair. "I swear..."
"You looked so sweet sleeping like that!" he cried. "That's why you needed a ki-"
"I'm sure, Sumire-san didn't need something that big to make her wake up." Kakashi laughed.
Letting out a tired groan, Sumire looked at them oddly as she headed towards the stairwell leading to the basement. "Momoko-chan, don't cause trouble for those two, okay? Mama needs to go downstairs and chat with Ojiichan." she said. "Ojiichan's fixing my weapons, so it's dangerous for you to go down."
"Okay~!" Momoko responded, watching her adoptive mother heading downstairs. "You know what? Naoki-jiichan's so cool! He looks scary, but Mama tells me, he's really, really kind!"
The pair were suspicious. The two of them both knew Koyama Naoki from his wife, who often tells the nurses how cool he is. Though, there was something up with him. They couldn't put their finger on it, but they already knew it felt strange. They both turned their backs from the child, as they quietly played a game of Janken(Rock-Paper-Scissors). Gai knelt down in despair, as Kakashi headed towards the stairwell.
"Ah! Kaka-niichan! Mama said that we can't go down there!" she shouted.
Pressing his finger to his lips, Kakashi smiled to the child. "It'll be our secret." he said, as he slowly ascended down the stairs.
How strange...
The basement was pitch black. Flipping on the light switch, Kakashi's eye glanced around for a brief moment. It was a large basement with a large worktable that was pressed against the wall. A large range of bladed weaponry were lined up all around the basement, arranged by weaponry type. He could spot the ones that Sumire had used in the past, while on the worktable there was a large zanbatou there, with half of the blade looking like it was sewn to its' lower half.
"I...I can't go along with this, Papa!" Sumire's voice was heard.
"You realize that being heir to the Koyama clan means sacrifices! Mama convinced me to allow that child become your daughter, now you're asking this from me?" Naoki shouted.
"But Papa!" Sumire shouted.
"...Enough. You've already grown soft with Momoko and those two men around you, especially him. Ojiisan spoiled you enough with love, while Mama and I are doing the same. If you don't shape up now, there will be consequences." he replied. "I'm heading back to work. I'll fix your zanbatou a different time."
It was clear that Naoki had disappeared into smoke, hearing that ever-so familiar 'POOF', along with a heavy thud. Kakashi furrowed his eyebrow in thought, as he noticed a doorway nearby. It blended into the wall, but the outline had given it away. A small dent in the wall made it the knob. Slowly sliding the door open, the jounin had entered a different room. This room was quite different. It was dark, but the surroundings were all red. He saw a body kneeling onto the floor, automatically assuming it was Sumire.
"Sumire-san." he said.
"..Kakashi-san..." she whispered.
Kakashi slowly approached his kouhai, noticing something was up with what was surrounding him. It was different photographs hung all around the room. Some of them had looked like it was stabbed and ripped apart by knives. He knelt down and watched her sitting there, depressed. Her glasses weren't on her face, they were across the room crushed into bits and pieces. Her eyes were staring at the ground, still shaken.
"What happened?" he questioned, slowly cupping her chin, and tilting her head up.
"...Anymore..." she responded.
"What?"
The kunoichi wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her face in his shoulder. Kakashi's arm slowly began to wrap around her waist, noticing that she had goosebumps scattered about her body. Her body was shivering and cold as ice. He gently patted her back, letting her silently hold him. Within seconds, Sumire began to cry, gripping the back of his vest tightly. What ever he had heard earlier, it was clear as day, it wasn't something he shouldn't have heard.
"I don't want to kill anymore..." she muttered."I've...gotten myself into something horrible...And..."
"And?" the jounin repeated.
"I don't want to force myself to kill you." Sumire said softly.
"Because...I'm starting to really like you."
