"Dante? Dante, are you okay?" he was worried, shaking her, she wasn't responding at all, and then she just smiled. "Yeah Kakashi, I'm fine I just remembered, I left something at yours. Uh ... if you wait here I'll be back in a few." She turned tail and ran. Kakashi stood for a moment, was she okay, she seemed okay. Was her memory coming back to her?
As Dante ran she could feel her eyes well up, her vision fogged, she threw her arm over her eyes to hide the fact that she was crying. She collided with something very hard, falling backwards until a force held her arm and she was left staring at the floor. She looked up to see a fairly handsome man with a chinstrap and a cigarette hanging from his lips and a small woman beside him with flowing black hair, and a look in her eyes that definitely thought, Dante had run into the man on purpose. "Oh my I'm sorry sir I wasn't looking where I was going." She stood like a scolded school girl. The man still had a hold on her arm, unsure as to whether he should let go, he didn't know this girl but she was wearing a jounin vest, but had no headband to clarify which village she hailed from. "Don't worry about it kid. I'm Asuma, this is Kurenai." He nodded his head toward the woman beside him, who seemed to blush a little.
Dante stared at the two ninja before her, she had no idea what she was supposed to do she was so close to tears and this guy knew it but no matter how much she pulled her arm he wouldn't relinquish his hold on her. "Oh... I'm Dante." Her voice was choked; the man let her go and nodded in recognition. "My father, the Hokage. He told me about you. You're stayin' with Kakashi right?" he smiled at her all tension gone from his body. She nodded tears falling from her eyes. "I have to go talk with the Hokage. Please, if I can just go before..." she looked over her shoulder toward Kakashis general direction and began to run again as Asuma nodded. Asuma knew she wasn't going to see the Hokage as she was running completely the opposite way. He looked toward the sun, "Hey Kurenai I'd say it's midmorning, and so Kakashi must be at the memorial, which is where that Dante girl now came from I'm guessing."
"mmm-hmm." The kunoichi nodded. "Do you think he upset her? Do you think he knows that she is?" she stretched pondering why Asuma was even bothered with this; all they had to do was deliver a message to Kakashi about the chuunin exam. They didn't need to know about Dante, Asuma did because the Hokage wanted to make sure Kakashi had someone he could talk to if there were any developments with Dante. Everyone was given direct instructions not to even attempt to have contact with the young girl unless necessary or she spoke to them and to not under any circumstances be alone with her, Kakashi had special leniency because she seemed to relax in his presence, whether she knew she did or not. But Kakashi was never truly alone with her; there was always an ANBU or two floating around.
"I dunno Kurenai. Kakashi never was all that sharp when it came to women." He chuckled. "We'll have to tell him." his fingers brushed hers as he carried on walking to the memorial, hands in his pockets and a cigarette hanging from his mouth.
"Yo" Kakashi called when he heard Asuma approach with Kurenai. They talked about the up and coming chuunin exams, whether they thought their teams would be up to the task this year. "Oh hey Kakashi that Dante kid she ran off crying a few minutes ago. She said she was going to see my father but she ran the opposite way, is she gonna be okay?" Kakashi tensed immediately.
"She... was crying." She seemed fine, why would she cry? He looked toward the memorial and quickly found that she found her entire clan was on there. "Crap." he turned and ran after her. "Thanks Asuma, I'll introduce her to you later, oh and she's not a kid she's like 20 or something." Asuma looked at him in disbelief she was a small built girl, he thought she was barely 15. He just smiled his friend had finally started to relax and let someone in and started to care for them too. Alright she could be potentially dangerous but she relaxed around him and no matter what when she was around he had his eye on her, he may of said it was because that was his task, but he smiled when he watched her and that just wasn't Kakashi.
Kakashi legged it through the village, she had a five minutes head start at the most, she wasn't all that hard to track in her state she had almost no control over her chakra and he could feel the fluctuations, it was almost as if her chakra had carved a path in the air for him to follow. Within a few minutes he found her at the end of an alleyway hunched into a ball rocking back and forth shaking her head. "PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE!" she bellowed, but it wasn't at Kakashi he had no idea who she was talking to.
Dante had had enough as she ran through the streets she felt as if she were being followed, she rounded into an alley by mistake and when she turned she was faced with two people she hadn't seen since she was fifteen, and the last time she had she was covered in their blood. Before her stood two sixteen year olds, a boy and a girl. She used to train with them although she never got on with them. Their images flickered before her eyes flashing between what they looked like and the bloody mess she left them in when she tried to run away from the clan, their brunette hair matted with blood sticking to their faces, they were twins, Dante never even bothered to learn their names. She followed her grandfathers every order without contemplation. Even though she hated him, she would do anything to protect her mother and father. And her grandfather always told her that to protect them she needed to protect the clan, even if she hated them as much as they hated her. Every mission was vital to her survival.
The clan run by her grandfather was a well oiled machine. Although compared to now their lifestyle was very outdated. Dante was always taught the mission was of upmost importance, if she had to leave a comrade behind to save the mission, she did so, although she never liked the idea and having taught herself very basic medic skills she may have been able to save a few people. This was why the clan hated her, she was an excellent shinobi, she showed greater skill than shinobi twice her age all because she had a Kekkei Genkai. Her blood from three top clans managed to form a formidable Kekkei Genkai, one they had tried to keep a secret. They knew the leaf would want to see her and observe. And it didn't take her long to master it, and because of it she rarely got fatigued. So she could always out fight anyone no matter their style. They were shouting at her, cussing and calling her names. Blaming her for the fall of their clan. This is where Dante's mind drew a blank she couldn't actually remember what her clan was like at this moment: what missions she done, what her training was like. She could feel it as if it were programmed into her, her body acted on instinct more than will to protect her much like her chakra acted.
She had no idea Kakashi had found her, much less the fact that he was walking to her calling her name softly. All she heard were the taunts "HELL HOUND" "MUTT" "MONGREL" all of the clan called her these instead of Donathello, her name, which is why she took on the name "Dante" her grandfather always told her she was a demon from hell, so what better name to adopt. Now it was as if it were her actual name, there was no one left alive that even knew her real name anymore. Or so she thought. She finally had enough; she snapped she turned to the figures, chakra senbon in both hands she charged the figures with her eyes closed, having seen their deaths once before she didn't want to see it again. Her back collided with the wall, her arms pinned above her head making her drop her senbon; which deteriorated before they even hit the floor. Her hips and legs were pinned with someone else's. She daren't open her eyes, to see who held her captive, she didn't want to see if her captor would kill her, she just wanted to blissfully fall asleep and not wake up.
Her chin was pulled up letting her tears fall into her hairline, a soft voice was beckoning her to open her eyes, and she did so squinting as the light hit her eyes. She saw Kakashi's eye straight away, filled with worry. She couldn't help but wonder why he worried about her, he didn't know her. But then again she also felt as if she would try to stop the world for him if she could. This time he wasn't sure if he should let her go or take her to the kids. If she keeps having these out bursts of trying to kill people, Kakashi knew she wasn't seeing the world as he was, when she had these stupors her whole temperament changed. Her eyes would cloud over with hatred, her body would tense and she would move with almost inhuman speed. He understood that everything must seem alien to her when she was getting a memory flashback. But if anyone else had found her first they may be dead or seriously injured. He couldn't let that happen. If he told the Hokage, Dante would be locked away and most likely hate him. He didn't want that either, so he settled with just keeping a closer eye on her. 'I thought the ANBU were supposed to be keeping an eye on her too' he scanned the area, they were definitely around, they would inform this to the Hokage. Kakashi definitely needed to keep her under supervision if he wasn't going to tell the Hokage right away.
By the time he looked back at her she had slumped against the wall and had regained her composure. She was awfully quiet, the shame rolled off of her in waves, but whether she was ashamed at her outburst or whatever she had seen he didn't know. All he knew was that if she wanted to tell him she would. She gripped his arms and grinded her hips against his, she didn't intend to she just shuffled in discomfort. Kakashi moved away abruptly making her giggle. 'Why is she laughing?' "Hey, Kakashi we should make our way to those twerps, we were supposed to be there ages ago." He smiled at her nodding in agreement. This girl was trying to be so strong, behaving as if she was normal, as if she wasn't having her memories returned at all, one minute she would be a ruthless shinobi, the next a giggling school girl. He would have to get her to spar with him or maybe even the kids if he can monitor it well enough, to see the extent of her skills. She linked her arm in his as he lead the way to the training ground, make out paradise in his other hand.