HERE ANOTHA CHAPIE, HOPE YOU GUYS LOVE IT^^
CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN
- Incarceration, Leakage and impossible truth -
The smell of mildew, calk and moist rock lingered in my nose for some time. I heard voices whispering, shouting, arguing or simply discussing. The clinking and clanking, scraping and plus the plopping of drops against the stones were the only repetitive and annoying sounds that made me so frustrated. It was like listening to a broken record only that its volume varied and sometimes human voices mingled with it, making the sounds so insanely unbearable.
Finally I was regaining my consciousness and was shocked to discover where I landed. I was lying against the cool and moist cave walls and the only light that illuminated this room was the barred entrance. It took me a moment to realize it, but I actually was in a cell. I got up and heard the clinking and scraping of metal. I looked at my hands and feet and noticed that I was in shackles. I also noticed my clothing. I was wearing plain, dull and baggy jail clothing, a grey shirt and a grey pair of pants made of cotton. I shivered and clasped my arms over my body. It was cold and judging from the temperature and the moisture, I was deep underground. I walked over to the entrance, scarping my chains over the stone floor and when I was about to make a reach for the iron bars, the chains prevented me from going any further. I stood there trying forcefully to reach for the iron bars and get closer, but it was in vain and additionally the shackles bruised my wrists and ankles. My heart hammered fearfully against my ribs, feeling cluster phobic and helpless I dropped to the ground and stared with shock at the iron bars.
They actually put me in jail…only because I AM DIFFERENT! With anger I cursed loudly and tried freeing myself from these shackles, but my body was too weak. I realized I haven't eaten for several days and my body trembled and groaned for food. I looked around me for something edible but of course I found nothing. I turned around and studied my cell. In the left corner I found a pile of straw, which appeared to be my bed and on the right corner was a dirty old sink and an ugly toilet. Instead of feeling like a prison cell it felt more like a tomb where many prisoners died. Repulsion washed over me and when I felt some crawling over my hands, I jumped up with a shriek and brushed off anxiously the bugs.
Then I heard some heavy clanking, as if something was unlocking and a heavy creaking. I heard a troop of footsteps tapping against the stone floor and no sooner the hallway in front of my cell was filled by a crowd of Anbus. In the centre of the crowd stood one tall Anbu, who seemed to be the captain.
"So you're finally awake." He mentioned calmly.
"Yes, good for you! But I'm hungry." I retorted
The guy didn't react instead he made some movements towards the door of my cell. His companion unlocked the cell and the entire crowd poured into my cell. I looked at them alarmingly and the leader spoke again.
"We have orders to bring you, you have a visitor."
Abruptly the Anbus grabbed me by my wrist, getting rid of my shackles and holding my wrists against my back to prevent me from running away. I was directed out of my cell up the stairs and out of the so-called basement. We walked up further stairs until we reached a flat and wide spacious area. It looked like an underground base except that along the walls were many cells carved into the granite walls. It looked like an underground city, except that it was filled with prisoners and cells rather than houses. I could hear the noises now, men shouting, arguing, discussing and cackling in their cells or were led around by wardens. The atmosphere was heavy and I encountered many murderous looks and I began to question myself, was I any similar to them?
I was guided through a door and I stepped into a well lit hallway, which had shiny walls and shiny floors. We walked along the corridor until we turned at one door and the Anbus pushed me into the room and strapped me to a white chair. The room was blazing white and everything else in it too. A crammed and unpleasant atmosphere surrounded this room.
The Anbus disappeared and I sat there in utter silence. The clock was ticking on the wall and I noticed it was 2 PM. I must've slept for 12 hours or even more in my cell. It did not surprise me, after all getting stabbed by Kakashi, getting hypnotized and plus starving to death, no wonder I slept like a stone. Finally the door opened behind me and somebody stepped in. The person than walked around me and sat down at the chair across the table. The first thing that hit me were the cold and piercing eyes of an individual that I haven't seen in my entire life not even once in the Naruto World. The individual had raven black hair, cold brown eyes that were sharp, his skin was pale and his lips were fine. He wore some glasses and appeared to be very intelligent and calculative.
"I'm Kyo, your new interrogator for the time being since Ibiki is on mission."
I looked at him critically, there was something strange and out of place about this guy, I couldn't put my finger on it. He placed his block on the table and skimmed through the information.
"So you are Hanshin Sara, age 18, obviously female and origins unknown-
-Cut the crap already! Just tell me what you want!" I interrupted him sharply, fed up of going through the entire process once again.
The guy raised his piercing eyes and with one finger pushed his glasses in place. The interrogator placed his elbows on the table and rested his chin on the back of his hands and observed me with interest.
"Tsunade sama has been asking for quite some time now about your origins and would like to know your true purpose here. Some claim you come from another world, why don't you be precise?" he said while going through some of the notes.
I had a bad feeling about this man and the problem was why did he seem so familiar? I scoffed.
"Do you think I'll tell you where I am from? I'm only telling I landed here by accident-
-If so, how?"
I rolled my eyes and groaned.
"You won't get far with me I tell you that, everybody considers me crazy anyway-
-I am familiar with these issues, but don't you think that by being honest you're jail sentence will be shortened?"
"Anyway none of you can distinguish that my words are true or false-
-I can." Cut the interrogator across, his gaze ever so more piercing.
This guy was giving me the creeps! He took his pen and showed he was prepared to take notes.
"I know you hate this jail. I can help you to get out of jail and I am only asking for your cooperation."
His gaze softened up and for the first time, he showed actually a smile. It did relieve some tension yet I was still suspicious of him.
"How come is that I never met you before?"
"I am a special interrogator unit that serves directly under Hokage Sama."
Still I looked at him unconvinced, does he really think I would buy off that stuff he's saying. It's like walking into a bank, dressed up as a robber and claiming that he isn't going to steal anything. Than an interested smirk appeared on his face and he leaned over to me.
"Are you planning to rot in this cell of yours? Are you going to give in to their accusations that claim you are a spy, although you are innocent? Are you going to let them judge you for being a criminal only because you possess special gifts?" He told me in a low but serious voice.
He was right about everything, I was letting them accuse me for things I haven't done and most importantly they were treating me as a criminal. What did I do to them? NOTHING! Of course! I restrained myself from running loose and telling them my knowledge about Konoha, but still it doesn't give them a right to incarcerate me. Not to mention my abilities and my demon brought me here in the first place and also the twisted rumours or misinterpretations. I can only blame one person, Kakashi.
"You are talented. From a simple girl transforming into a full fledged shinobi in several months must be respected and not disregarded as a spy or a monster. I can understand that people mistreated you for your difference but to fall so low as to incarcerate a person? Is atrocious and a bad reputation for Konoha who usually shows good heart and will towards foreigners."
I began to agree more and more with him, he was right about everything. It looked he read my mind, yet I felt some insecurity towards him. The interrogator took his pen once more and looked at me hopeful.
"If you answer to my question, I can assure your quick release."
I gave a thought about it, a part of me urged to answer the questions whilst the other was highly suspicious of this guy. Its true there was something fishy about him and I had the awkward feeling that I knew him from somewhere.
"And you'll report this to Tsunade?"
The interrogator nodded.
"I'll make sure she reads it before any reports, because I believe you are innocent and that this whole case is nonsense."
I was instantly interested and motivated by his words. He gave me a determined air.
"Are you ready?"
I nodded and the interrogation began.
The interrogation took a whole hour, I spoke, and he questioned and scribbled notes on the pad. However this insecurity grew and grew and so did my suspicion. I talked to him about where I am from, how I arrived here, how I adapted, how I received the demon and how my strength spontaneously got better. I was only fortunate enough that he didn't ask any questions about my knowledge over Konoha, especially the fact that my knowledge over Konoha came from reading the Naruto books. With content he finished off his notes, closed the note pad and looked at me with a smile.
"You did good work today, I'll deliver the information to Tsunade Sama and maybe in the next day or two I'll visit you again."
I felt at ease to get some of the information off of my shoulder, however there was some regret that I actually told him all this. He cleaned up his things, put them away and got up. He knocked against the door and called
"You can take her away."
The door opened and before he left the room, his calculative gaze lingered on me and then he inclined his head and left the room entirely.
The Anbu were quick enough to untie me and direct me out of the room and all the way back down to my cell. Once again I was tied up and the food was brought to me, without a second to waste I devoured the entire food without leaving a single crumb.
Time flew by painfully slowly in my cell, I was completely disoriented. I didn't know the time, the day or which month it was. I was living in a hole where time never existed. I didn't know when to go to sleep or to get up only that my food was brought three times a day. I got used to sleeping in the straw, used that the bugs crawling all over my body and used to being dirty. I forgot the taste of oxygen. I forgot the warmth of the sun, or the warmth of a person. I had several times the impression that I was forgotten and as a result I became a recluse. I didn't know whether I missed being around people or not. I became like the fungus covering the stones that neither lived nor expressed any emotions. I was convinced that I was going to die in here and all the sorrow, all the trouble haunted me and made my living difficult in the cell. To make the time pass by, either I would scratch with the stones some drawings against the walls or would simply toss the stones around. I even invented and played games like a tiny child! However despite all the misery I felt, there was this one light that kept me going, hope. Hope that I was going to be set free, always I waited with anticipation for the arrival of this interrogator and one day, my wish became true.
A smaller group of three Anbus picked me up from my cell and brought me back to the interrogation room. I found that familiar figure sitting at the chair and I was directed to my seat, bound to it and the Anbus left. The interrogator waited until the Anbus closed the door and than spoke.
"Hi Sara, sorry that it took so long, but it's making progress."
"Really?" I sputtered my voice sounding hoarse from keeping my mouth shut for several days.
"How many days has it been since I was in jail?"
"Two weeks?"
"What? Than how long did you take?" I repeated with disbelief and surprise.
"It took me more than a week to make some progress and I am sorry to have made you wait. Things appeared more complicated than expected."
"What's the problem?"
The guy sighed and leaned forward.
"It seemed that some people are desperate to keep you in jail-
-Who?" I demanded bitterly.
"Obviously Tsunade and the rest of the shinobis."
I clenched my hands to fists and retorted.
"Damn it! I am not a criminal! I didn't do anything wrong, why can't they believe me?"
I bit my trembling lip, everything was so frustrating and I felt nothing has progressed from the very beginning.
"It's typical Konoha, they tend to judge before understanding the issue. That's why one shouldn't trust any Konoha shinobis because they always betray you."
I raised my head promptly to stare at him. What did he just say? The interrogator got up and walked behind me, he rested his hands on my shoulders making my muscles tense and he lowered his head next to my ear.
"Aren't you fed up of living in the hands of Konoha? Playing the role as a puppet that must execute orders? Don't you hate being precautious, suppressing your true self and abilities out of fear of getting incarcerated, mistreated and disrespected?" he whispered in my ear and I pulled away to retort.
"Who are you?"
The interrogator chuckled confidently and his hand caressed my cheek.
"I am a person that is willing to set you free, I cannot let such a talented shinobi rot in such a place."
I froze stiff, I forgot the human touch, I was afraid of this guy, and his words did not give me the slightest comfort. Although I did hold some grudges against Konoha, still it didn't make me hate them to the point that I could maybe kill them!
"Who are you really, who sent you?"
He moved around so that he stood in front of me, his piercing gaze observing me.
"We are willing to give you freedom and choice to be who you really are. We don't restrict you from releasing your hatred over those who hurt you, we don't imprison you for your differences, but we encourage and support you."
His face approached mine, his hand drove over my face pushing the bangs from my face and caressing my cheek.
"Who are you and what you want from me?" I questioned with a sever tone.
The man's face came even closer and his fingers drove over my lips, he seemed tempted to kiss me. I pulled my head away and repeated my question.
"Now who are you and what you want from me?" I demanded now with impatience and the man pulled back and looked at me with amusement.
"Who I am has of little importance, what I want is to ask you to join us."
My eyes widened with disbelief and I stared blankly at him. He then chuckled.
"Don't act so shocked Sara, we know you have talent and simply we want you to be part of us, I can tell you, you'll find lots of your kinds."
He lowered his face once again to my eye level and he smirked.
"I don't have to reveal my name, because you know who I am."
I observed him with confusion and than gradually thought and studied his face and body language. It struck me like lightning and I recoiled with horror. I backed my chair away from him so that I hit the wall.
"Oh my God! It's you, K-
-Yes, it's me." He covered my mouth with his hand and retrieved it to approach my face.
I couldn't believe that Kabuto was standing right there in front of me, asking me to be part of Orochimaru's gang!! The discovery made me speechless and so shocked that I didn't notice his closeness. He cupped my face and turned my face so that I looked at him.
"If you want to be part of us, than you must break out of jail and go North beyond the Konoha border. We'll see your escape from prison as a test to be accepted as a member of Orochimaru's followers."
Abruptly his lips crushed mine with such brutality that it shocked me and scared me.
"Nnng, nggn!" I protested, but his devouring lips engulfed every word of my protest.
His tongue lashed over my lips and pressed to enter my mouth. The tears sprung to my eyes and I clamped my mouth shut. Kabuto pulled back and smirked, his hand rested on each side of the arms of my chair.
"At least I can guarantee you that you will be well treated, especially if I am interested in you."
The tears rolled down my cheeks in fear and he raised his hand, when his hand touched my cheek, I twitched in fright.
"I don't think an interrogator should use such methods to force information out of a detainee." Called a familiar voice and Kabuto simply turned his head to the source.
The door stood ajar and Kakashi was looking in, keeping a sharp eye on the so-called interrogator. I averted my gaze and lowered my head, the tears kept on flowing. It was too painful to see or even hear him, but my fear and general physical exhaustion made me so vulnerable that I couldn't hold back my tears. Kabuto pulled back entirely, he gave one last look at me than looked at Kakashi. Kakashi was now in the room and he closed the door behind him.
"What did you do to her?"
"As an interrogator, if the detainee is being stubborn, drastic measures can be taken."
"Yea, by making a move on her? I don't think that interrogators are allowed to use such method and anyway who are you?" Kakashi was giving absolutely no chance to Kabuto to escape the topic or the interrogatory room and I could feel that Kakashi was suspicious too.
Despite of the sticky situation, Kabuto kept a calm and confident attitude, feeling not the slightest threatened of Kakashi's presence.
"I'm Kyo, part of an elite interrogatory squad."
Kabuto pulled forth a card and showed it to Kakashi. It was Kabuto's identity card as Kyo. Kakashi observed critically from the ID to Kyo.
"Anyway I'm done interrogating her; Tsunade Sama will receive another report from me." The interrogator indicated to his thick note pad.
Since Kakashi couldn't do much he handed the ID back to Kyo and the interrogator began to clean up his things. Kakashi's gaze not once left the interrogator, I could tell he found him as suspicious as I did in the beginning. The interrogator was ready and prepared to leave the room, Kakashi blocked his way eyed him sharply but Kabuto simply walked around him and reached the door. Last time he looked at me and expressed with a smile.
"I hope we'll meet each other another time." He mentioned and left the room entirely.
My body trembled with fear and Kakashi slammed the door shut, giving me a start.
His face was serious and sharp.
"What did he do to you?"
I bit my lip and looked away from him, why is he asking, should I even bother telling him? All of a sudden, he spun the chair around, slammed his hands on the arms of my chair and he insisted with uncontrollable anger:
"What did HE do to YOU?"
I kept my gaze lowered, how could I look at him, after how much he hurt me? How can he expect me to answer? He wouldn't believe me anyway.
"Why do you care what happens to me all of a sudden?" I muttered.
He gave my chair a shake to reinforce his point:
"Quit being stubborn, Sara! Or I'll have to use my own way to get some information out of you!"
I burst in tears and shouted back at his face.
"Go ahead; rape me if you like to get some information out of me, why should I care anymore! Only thing that matters for anybody here is to squeeze the living life out of people!"
Kakashi observed me with growing frustration and he retorted.
"It never has been my intention to do that to you, because I…!" he brusquely swallowed the last couple of words, as if he was forbidden to finish his sentence.
His dark eye looked at me with desperation and mixed feelings. I could tell he was tormented to spill out those words and he kept staring at me with such intensity and I merely looked at him in bewilderment.
"Kakashi quickly! One of Orochimaru's men is walking around in this very prison!" I interrupted him briskly and urgently.
Kakashi regained himself and looked at me with shock.
"What?"
"He's the interrogator, Kabuto is the interrogator, get him quickly!" I stressed him and abruptly he let go of my chair and dashed out of the room.
I watched him leave. Did he actually believe me? … My head was hurting; I was so confused about everything that happened!
It turned out to be that I was right. The entire prison was in uproar, because one of the wardens had encountered the interrogator and was instantly attacked and badly wounded. However it did not simplify my life in prison, instead I was fully and mercilessly interrogated and all possible Jounins plus Tsunade and Kakashi were part of it. They questioned about what Kabuto had asked me, in what stuff he showed some interest and so forth.
All of a sudden during the interrogation, a shinobi barged in, completely out of breath. All shinobis looked at him.
"We found…the real body…of the interrogator Kyo…outside the walls…in the forest." He panted and everybody showed a shocked expression.
"This is bad," began Tsunade deep in thoughts.
"We still don't know if THAT girl will join his forces-
-HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND! I'd rather die than join him!" I shouted at all of them with frustration.
Tsunade turned her attention to me.
"You better shut up girl, as a prisoner you've got nothing to say! You are the one attracting all problems! And how can I believe the things she's saying anyway!" hissed Tsunade and then amazingly Kakashi came forth.
His hands were in his pockets and he kept a cool attitude.
"Hokage Sama, don't forget she alerted us of his presence and secondly if she wished to join forces with Orochimaru she wouldn't have said a word."
Tsunade glowered at Kakashi.
"You also got nothing to say, Kakashi! You've been siding with her on several occasions and I know you've got a soft spot for her, which will only make everything worse." She snapped and slammed her fist on the table to make a declaration. "Hereby I declare you excluded from the entire case!"
Kakashi was about to protest for this unjustifiable act, but instead he turned away and walked towards the exit, however before exiting the room he stopped.
"I think this whole case is bullshit, including your overreaction towards such a tiny detail." He declared loudly and stormed out of the room.
Myself and many others were surprised to hear such a tone coming from Kakashi's mouth, especially towards his authority. I could see Asuma and Kurenai exchanging somewhat understanding looks, as if they knew the reason for Kakashi's reaction. But myself like many others watched dumbly at the door. Talks were exchanged between the shinobis saying "I never thought Kakashi could get so upset over that" or "It's no point to use such foul language towards Hokage sama" and even some quietly showed admiration "Wow, I wish I could have the guts to do that". I realized it myself that Kakashi's reaction contradicted his character. For the first time in the whole Naruto story, he actually got angry to Tsunade or showed some disapproval towards what's happening to me. Does he after all regret what he did? Or is there more behind it?
My thoughts were interrupted, when suddenly somebody cleared his throat and it was Gai.
"Tsunade Sama, in part I share the same perspective as Kakashi, I believe we spend unnecessary time on this and I do believe we overreact on this case."
"I do believe it too." Many shinobis voted on Gai's account and all were blown away by Tsunade's yell.
"SHUT UP ALL OF YOU!"
The room became instantly quiet and she shot her arm to one direction.
"Asuma, Kurenai! Both of you are doing the first watch, no complaints! And the rest of you, assemble at my office and pronto!" she declared firmly and stormed out of the room.
The room gradually emptied and finally only Asuma, Kurenai and I were left behind. Asuma sighed deeply.
"Hey guys can you bring the detainee back to the cell?" inquired Asuma to the Anbus that stood nearby and without a word they complied.
I was tied loose from the chair, than my wrists were tied behind my back and the Anbus led me back to my cell and Asuma and Kurenai followed. In no time I was back in my cell, where the Anbus attached my shackles back to my wrists and ankles and left my cell. Only Kurenai and Asuma were left and now sitting on stools in front of my cell.
"Seriously this woman has to make everything more difficult, what a drag." Complained Asuma and puffed on his cigarette.
"Asuma, I don't think you should say such stuff."
"Still, I agree what Kakashi says about this; sometimes Tsunade Sama does exaggerate with things. I mean look! It's depressing to see a kid in prison in shackles and in a prison uniform!"
I turned my head to him and soon turned it away. I didn't want any pity. Tiredly I dragged my heavy feet to my sleeping place and dropped on it. I curled up and gathered a bit of the straw around me to keep me warm and soon as I rested my head in the straw I already dropped into a light doze.
I don't know how long I was sleep, but I lost my interest in sleeping and slowly woke up. I had changed my sleeping position in my sleep somehow, my sight cleared and I found that my head was directed towards the iron bars. What I saw nearly made my eyes pop out of my eye sockets.
Kurenai wasn't sitting anymore on her stool instead she actually sat on Asuma's laps with her face facing his. Asuma's hand was either on her derriere or underneath her shirt crawling up her back. Obviously both were passionately making-out which made me turn away. My God! Those guys are so bold to actually do such a thing in public, not to mention in front of meeee!!!! I felt annoyed about it, especially how their lips smacked and all that!! How am I supposed to react in such situations, keep my mouth shut or shout? Their movements and noises seemed to get louder and seriously, it was embarrassing and gross, no matter how cute the couple is! I tossed around and called.
"Look, if you are so desperate to have sex than PLEASE not in front of me!" I growled with irritation.
Finally I heard them stop moving and briskly movements were made. Finally I turned around and found both of them seating innocently on their stool with red cheeks. I sat up and looked at them. I couldn't take it anymore and fell back in the pile of straw and whined.
"Why the hell did she have to put those two love birds as my guards, why do I have to suffer so much?"
I whimpered and whined with my face in the straw.
"Sorry, Sara, it's Asuma who started it –
-What do you mean that I started it? You're the one that came on my lap!"
"Well you started kissing me and encouraged me to sit in your lap."
"Well you-
-Oh stop it already! Why don't you just go and leave me alone." I whined miserably and my eyes prickled with tears.
The thought that Kakashi and I could have been like this, painfully stung my heart and I don't know why I was so hopeful that something like that would ever happen. But I'm in here, in a cell, accused for x-what crime and Kakashi hates me! I cannot understand any of this, he makes me so confused! I heard Kurenai's voice calling for me and this time she sounded compassionate.
"Sorry Sara, we sincerely didn't mean to make you feel like this."
I sat up with my back facing them and I clutched my arms. The tears rolled down my cheeks, I was in such pain, my heart was screaming with anguish. No matter how much pain Kakashi inflicted on me, I still could forgive him and my love for him grew even stronger. I had such a strong longing for him; I know it was ridiculous and most likely impossible to be actually together with him. I don't fit even in this story nor am I part of Kakashi's life, I'm just a side character that appears and disappears at the next chapter.
"You love him so much, don't you?" asked Kurenai gently and I stopped with a start.
I turned around to them and found Kurenai with her head between the bars. Asuma remained on the stool and observed me with sympathy. I walked over to them and sat down up to my limit. A meter separated me from the bars and Kurenai and Asuma. My tears were so heavy and I wished this pain could stop, it became so unbearable. Kurenai outstretched an inviting hand and I placed my trembling hand in hers. She held it comfortingly. Even more tears came, I felt so free to express my sorrow and my trouble. I needed somebody to just believe me and comfort me, no matter whom, even a friend. I was longing for this warmth. I missed it so terribly and I just realized how much home sick I was. I wanted my parents and my siblings to hug me and welcome me back. Is it a sin to ask for that?
"Sara, I just want to let you know, Asuma and I support the fact that you are innocent and I believe many think that."
Relief washed over me, giving me some energy and still I continued crying, I was moved and yet frustrated. Some people did believe in my innocence, not everybody was against me, but what about Kakashi?
"I can't believe that you love that guy, I don't see any qualities that are attractive about him." Mentioned Asuma and Kurenai eyed him with a scowl.
"You don't know because you're a man, all men have something attractive."
Asuma sighed and took a puff from his cigarette.
"Anyway that guy deserves some loving; he's such a lonely and depressing person."
"Are you being sympathetic or just telling that to get him off your shoulders?" retorted Kurenai with a sharp glare.
From Asuma's facial expression, he twitched unpleasantly and then sighed.
"Look, on one hand I'm being sympathetic, I do believe he needs some caring, he's such a hopeless case, but on the other hand he annoys me with his complaints of not finding "the perfect woman". What irritates me the most, he's never satisfied with all the women I showed him! He simply has a fling with them!"
I observed Asuma and smiled pathetically at myself, so he's that type of person, I should have known.
"But what's sure," continued Asuma abruptly and I looked at him. "He likes you a lot."
"What?!" I repeated with disbelief and jumped up to my feet.
Asuma nodded confidently and eyed me.
"Yes, Sara, he only has his eyes on you and no one else."
I backed away, shaking my head with distrust.
"That's not true; I refuse to believe any of this!"
Asuma got up, nipping on his cigarette and revealing a confident face.
"I never have been so sure in my life. I know Kakashi. He may have not realized it but he continuously speaks about you and sometimes I caught a glimpse of warmth in his usual cold eye while he spoke about you,"
"I don't believe you realized it, but he cares a lot about you more than you ever imagine. It's even amazing to see him constantly concerned about somebody else instead of himself. He changed so much at your absence. He became anti-social, irritable and depressive. You cannot imagine what kind of face he made, when he was allowed to visit the prison compound."
I listened to his words, with my heart hammering and with my head on the verge of bursting. Everything was extremely confusing, what should I believe?
"Right, you confessed your love to him?" asked Asuma with a stronger voice and neared the bars.
I stared blankly at him with my mouth agape. Asuma grinned.
"Your declaration became a heated rumour in entire Konoha. Kurenai and I asked Kakashi about it and believe it or not - he reacted with relief and delight."
His statement felt like a boulder on my shoulders, tension kept on building any minute I was going to burst.
"I'm certain he might feel the same way, as you feel towards him."
That's it! I cannot take it anymore!
"SHUT UUUP!" I bellowed with such fury that the shackles electrocuted me.
I dropped to my knees, the current zapped around my body, making my body twitch unpleasantly. The tears sprung to my eyes.
"Lies! Lies and lies after another! What am I supposed to believe now! After all the lies brought me to this cell-
-But-
-NO! I won't hear another word about this!" I interrupted Kurenai harshly and glared at them.
"None of you understand this, do you believe I can trust anybody's words now, after getting locked up here?! Let me remind that all of this was pre-arranged! Even all Kakashi's care and friendliness were pretences!"
I got back on my feet and kept a sharp eye on them.
"If you claim that he loved me, than explain me why he has gone through all of this to throw me into jail? Normally if he did love me, he would have prevented my incarceration, isn't that right, HUH!?"
Neither Asuma nor Kurenai could respond, it seemed to be the only point that they forgot to include in their reasoning.
"You cannot imagine how much I HATE that guy! He thinks it's obviously funny to play around with girls and drop them! He's a cold-hearted monster who disrespects women! … He- he makes me hurt so much!"
I dragged myself back to my pile of straw and dropped in it. Can't they leave me alone with my pain? Why does it pleasure them to poke on it? What's more to believe? I hate Kakashi and he hates me! All of you go away! Let me rot in here, if you like, I just want to die with my pain! So much frustration curdled in my system, making me feel so lousy and exhausted. After prolonged crying, I fell into a deep sleep.