CRASH. Kakashi shot up startled at the noise. He was all alone in his bed. His last memory was… oh fuck. He was going to die for that report.

Still, he shot out of bed. Emi was not next to him. He checked her bedroom. No luck.

He sprinted to the kitchen where he found a half laughing Emi buried in pans. He wanted to look at a clock to find the time, but he didn't dare.

There was a bottle of sake in her hands. She was laughing like nothing had happened. He scooped her up in his arms, only to have her fall right away without his support. He took the bottle out of her hands. Empty.

'Good. This is good.' Kakashi thought to himself. 'Where had she gotten a hold of another bottle?'

After Kakashi had passed out, Emi had rummaged through his cabinets and personal belongings until she found another sake bottle for another day. She had made quick work of finishing it and then gotten hungry. She had tried to make herself something to eat, but was too drunk to see straight and ended up dropping the pans and herself with it.

After his little nap, Kakashi had sobered up a bit. "What are you doing?"

"Woulnt you like tknow?" Emi replied, slurring heavily.

"Yes I would," Kakashi replied.

"I was getn a bit to eat fer yer infomation," Emi replied.

"Is that so. What were you making?"

"I waz makn… dat right dere," Emi pointed to the counter. It looked like left overs but Kakashi couldn't be sure.

"Do you want help?"

"No I am vry cpble of doin dis myself," Emi said as she stumbled to her feet. She took two steps backwards and started to fall until Kakashi rushed behind her and caught her with his arm.

"Is that so?"

"Yeah m fne." Emi stated.

Kakashi scooped her up and laid her on the couch. He started to prepare the left overs she had put on the counter.

"Why did you drink another bottle of sake?"

"Wouldn't yer like tknow."

"Yeah, I really would." Kakashi was firm and sobering quickly.

"Well dats jus too bad fer do den."

"You're going to tell me or you're not getting this food."

"You're mean. You're a meanie poop."

"I am a meanie poop. So tell me why you drank another bottle."

"You woudn get it anyways."

"Oh yeah, try me."

"I did and ye seemed to like it rrlll good."

"That's not what I meant."

"No? Cuz dats what youseemed to want."

"If I recall, you're the one who kissed me."

Emi fell silent. She turned her head from Kakashi and pouted her lower lip. She wasn't about to answer anything.

Kakashi gently appeared before her and used one hand to turn her face towards his. She had tears in her eyes and was desperately trying not to look at him.

"Tell me what's wrong. It's ok. I'm not going to tell anyone."

The tears in her eyes welled up more before the damn broke. She started crying uncontrollably, throwing her arms forward to hit Kakashi in the chest, who took them like they were nothing. She wailed and failed to breathe. Kakashi tried to draw her closer to him, but she pushed away and beat him harder. She cried and cried.

Finally it happened. The damn broke. What Kakashi had been waiting for this for two weeks. She slurred half of what she was saying, but Kakashi could make it all out.

"He slrapped meh down. He tied me to a table. I slruggled and slruggled but I din't have de strenff to break free. And they all jus washed. All of them. None of them tried to help me. And he would take off his pans and. And then he would. And all I could do was lay dere and let him do dat to me. Ove and over. Evry day for it seemed like forevr. He did so many things to me. He tried to say it was for my pleazer but I din't wan it. At firth, he would fip me ovr, slam my head into the table until I wa dazed and I would wake up wit him jerking himsef off in my ass. Afte I gut used to im, he wen inside me an. I jus kind of broke ya know? I gave up." She started to laugh but Kakashi thought it was anything but funny. "I starrd to give it ba to him like he wanted. That's how I 'came real good, hahahaha. He took away my firs kiss. My firs love. My firs time. And my firs-" She choked on the words and couldn't continue the thought. "You know he got- he got me… and then he.."

The sobs made it hard to hear now. But Kakashi had to know. He baited her with the fresh cooked food to look up and open her mouth. Before he fed her he asked, "What did he do to you? What did he get you?"

Sob. Tear after tear. She could barely breathe. She was hyperventilating and Kakashi knew the amount of sake she drank was slowing her respiratory system.

"Pregnant," she whispered. Kakashi's eye widened and his killing intent filled the room. If Emi hadn't been so drunk she would have known to leave the house before dying.

"What did he do to you?" Kakashi was furious. Watching his crying roommate barely form the words. He just wanted to hug her and kiss her. Hold her until all her pain went away.

"He beat me." Emi sobbed, "He beat my stomach," another sob and attempt to breath, "and starved me until," she tried to breathe again and whispered, "I lost the child…"

If he had not been in front of Emi he would have lost it. He would have punched a wall, no a mountain. He would have tracked the man down and killed him.

"How old were you?"

"I don't know." Emi could barely breathe. She reached for the food Kakashi prepared and missed. "Maybe 15. Maybe 16?"

Kakashi eyed the steaming food and brought it down to Emi who was curled up in a ball against the wall. She was too drunk for her own good, and only Kami knows if she would remember this in the morning. Kakashi fed her the food slowly, and she forgot that she was crying long enough to swallow. This continued until she had settled down and the plate of food was gone.

"One day I'm gonna kill dat bastard. I don't care if I betray Konoa. I'mma gonna kill him and make him eat his own dick. One day Imma gonna find dat bastard and kill everyone. Everyone. Dats a promise. And when its done imma kill myself too so dat no one can vr use me like he used me agn. Nevr eer." Emi closed her eyes and bobbed her head up and down to show her resolve.

"I am not a weapn I am not a tool. I am not." Emi gathered herself, "I am not a object to be used by sabdick basterds den dey decide tuh use me. Imma monser. Thers no denying that. I killed a lot of people. I killed my own lil baby broder. Killed em just like that. I killed people after people and you know what? I don't care! I don't care cuz nufin madders anymore. Dis life I'm living is a lie. One day they'll jus pu me behind bars li erybody else. Waz da point hmm?" Emi stared cross eyed into Kakashi's one eye. "Waz da point of being alive?" Emi let her head hang low as she was too drunk to hold it up anymore.

"I hope I wuz good fer ya. If that sabdistic bastard taugh me anyfing it was how to be goo a sex baby. Daz all he said I wa goo fer." She chuckled a little to herself before she brought her head back down again. "You deserve bedder dan me." Was the last thing Kakashi heard her say.

He was in shock. Complete shock. Was he still drunk? Emi had passed out in front of him, breathing louder and slower than before. His instincts were to pull out an IV bag he had stole from the hospital and put it in her arm. 4 bottles of sake? Was that even humanly possible? Was this girl even human? He shook the thought from his mind. Of course she was human. She had just confessed to rape and…worse. She confessed her revenge and desire to kill herself. She also confessed her distrust for Konoha, but who could blame her?

Kakashi's head was reeling. Was he supposed to report this all? Was he supposed to report the fact he let his target give him the most amazing blowjob he's ever had? Kami she was beautiful. He shook his head again. Hopefully she wouldn't remember any of this when she woke up. Hopefully. It was troubling that she had drank that much in the first place. He'd have to keep an eye on her from now on.

He hooked up the IV and scooped her into his arms. She was so peaceful now. She was probably even prettier now as she slept. He laid her down on the bed and sat next to her. He stroked her hair and her soft cheeks. He wanted to just be with her, after she had confessed all that. He felt that warm surge of home and warmth again. He didn't resist it and laid down next to her. Soft grass, the warm and safety of a fire, fresh crisp air. Before he knew it he was closing his eyes. His hand wrapped around her waist and pulled her close. He let the darkness overtake him.

…

Her eyes blurred open. The room was dark and smelled like the woods. She could hear another person's breathing, very close to her ear. As she started to wake up and become more aware, she realized that an arm was wrapped around her waist, and another body was pressed against her, holding her close. Before freaking out, she was trying to remember the events of the night. The bar. The dancing. The sake.

They had come back. She drank more. Then something happened but what… she tried to remember when images of a flush Kakashi shot her into head. Lips on hers. Swallowing- oh kami. Fuck. Oh fuck.

'I think it was good though. I'm sure it was. That's not what I should be worried about.' She was trying to breathe but it was getting hard. She needed to leave but the arm wrapped around her was warm and tight. She didn't really remember what had happened, so she needed to leave and clear her head. She bended the air around her lightly so the arm wrapped around her gently lifted upwards and she slipped out from under his grip and off of the bed. That's when she realized she had the familiar needle in her hand, which she pulled out quickly. She used the air around her feet to make her steps light and silent. She was still a little drunk and the world was still not straight, but she still managed to walk out the bedroom door and out the window.

…

She started running. No direction. No plan. She was running with tears streaming down her face. She felt something familiar, she didn't know what. She just kept running towards that feeling. Faster and faster until her breathing finally matched her body's need for oxygen.

The forest was getting thicker and harder to navigate. It was dark with the only light being the moon's ray glistening through the forest's leaves. She was following the familiar feeling instinctively, without even thinking, she was running with a blank mind.

Thump. Pain. Roll. Another thump. More pain. "Ow"

…

Naruto had been out later looking for Emi again. She wasn't always around, but if he was lucky, she had been out at this time a few times before. And if she saw him, she would always buy him ramen. He sighed. She wasn't around. His stomach growled loudly, which shot him a few nasty looks from passerbyers. He didn't have anywhere to go so he just roamed the streets.

A few men stumbled out of a bar, yelling a little too loudly and reeking of booze. Naruto was walking by with his head down until, "Hey you. Yeah you, you lil demon. Whadarya doing here hm? You killed sum um my bes friens."

"What? What are you talking about? I didn't do anything!" Naruto yelled back.

"Shut up you-" the man slapped Naruto across the face and sent him flying to the ground. The man got a few good kicks in before Naruto managed to wiggle away and ran off for the woods.

"Don't come back," Naruto heard as he ran away.

Naruto head into the woods that he knew like the back of his hand. He knew all the hunters' traps, brooks and streams, roots and trees, and targets where he practiced to become a shinobi. It was late, and he was still hungry, so he went to a familiar spot, grabbed his homemade rod and hook and kept stashed in a dying tree trunk, and caught a few fish for dinner. He knew how to start a fire, and cooked the fish for himself.

Once full, he had laid down to rest, his body almost done healing his wounds, and he drifted off to sleep until…

"Oof," a foot was being stopped in his stomach but quickly retracted back before more damage could be done. He felt something whirl over his head with a gush of air and saw a dark figure rolling until it hit a tree. He picked up a sharp branch and rock and slowly walked over to the human who was upside down, back against the tree trunk.

"Ow," the person said. Two grey eyes blinked in the dark and met with two blue skeptical eyes. "Naruto-kun?"

"Emi-chan? Is that you?"

"Naruto-kun! Oh my Kami I'm so sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going, I was just running and I didn't even-"

"Are you alright?" Naruto asked while taking in the sight of the girl.

"Um, yeah. I might be a bit scratched up but I'm fine. How about you?"

"I'm fine!" Naruto said with a huge grin. "I'm a fast healer so don't even worry about it Nee-chan. Saaaaay Nee-chan, wat are you doing out here in the woods?"

"I could ask you the same thing," Emi snorted while reorienting herself to normal.

"You smell like the men at the bar…" Naruto trailed off.

"Men at the bar? Why were you in a bar?"

"I wasn't I was just passing by," something seemed off and Emi wanted to know.

"What happened?"

"Nothing, dattebayo."

"You're lying. You're a terrible liar."

"Am not! Nothing happened, dattebayo!"

Emi could see the tears starting to glisten in the little boy's eyes.

"What did they do to you Naruto?" Naruto pouted and looked away. She wasn't sure why her body moved. She wasn't sure how long it took or how she did it. But all of a sudden, her body was wrapping around his little one, pulling him close to her chest as she buried her head into the back of his shoulder. She held the back of his head and gently nudged him into the crook of her shoulder. When his body felt limp, she picked the boy up and wrapped him around her waist. His legs went around her sides, ankles digging into her back. His arms reached around her neck. She swayed gently side to side whispering for him to shush and "it's ok's"

She felt her shoulder get wet as the boy sobbed into her shoulder. Between sniffs and sobs she heard a tiny voice, "He called me…*sniff* a demon and I *sniff sniff* didn't even do *sniff* anything *breathe breathe* then he just *sniff* hit me and *sob sob sob*"

"It's ok, shhh… Emi-chan is here now. It's ok. I'm never gonna let anybody hurt you now. No one will ever hurt you when you're with me."

"But you're not always *sniff* there Emi-chan."

"I know, I know." Emi started to get teary-eyed herself. She didn't know why the villagers treated Naruto like this. It wasn't fair. "But I'm here now, Naruto-kun. I'm here now."

Emi continued to gently massage Naruto's head with her hand. The boy slowly went limp and heavy, head pressed against her chest and snoring softly. Emi chan stayed like this for a while. Holding Naruto, swaying back and forth, her hand stroking his hair. It was so peaceful. She lost herself in this little boy. At some point, his weight had gotten to heavy for her legs so she had laid down on the grass, still holding Naruto close to her. An hour before the sun began to sneak up in between the trees, Emi's eyes were too heavy to keep open. The little ball of warmth was so calming and begged her to sleep. She let everything slip away, but held tight to the little blonde tucked into her chest.

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