A Wish of Pain and Goals

Side Story of Andou Ohito

Written by Koizumi Tsukiyo

A/N: I'll be writing side-stories for each of the characters you'll be seeing consider you might know them a little more of their past before they became Genins. This may be a bit boring and the plot is quite fast, sorry about that. Read/Review!

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                I never know how it ever feels like to lose someone you had admired, especially if it comes from your own family. Though many had believed that I had experience the pain before when my parents were gone, even if they hadn't died honorably on duty. Their names aren't even craved on the stone itself! Their death hadn't taught me the feeling of that specific pain just yet; consider I'd never know them at all.

                Sometimes, I wanted to comfort the ones who learned that experience but I just...can't. Because I never felt the pain before and don't even know the rightful way to cheer them up. All I can ever do is watch them...with their faces so pale and weak, even weaker when I force myself awake to look sick, tears of sorrow down their cheeks.

                And all I do is sit there, completely clueless, wondering how that types of pain feels like. Does it hurt me mentally? Or does it hurt straight from the heart? I asked myself that many times but I never get a satisfying answer. I don't know...and I had felt so useless because of it...so I make a wish.

                But a wish...I fully regret...

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                "Henge no Jutsu!"

                PUTFF!!

                "So? So? Do I look like you, Hoshi?"

                "I don't even know why you bother learning this ahead of others, Ohito," six-years-old Hoshi grumbled, the corner of his eyes twitches when seeing a mixed face of an unknown that was suppose to look like him, "You're not even close, it doesn't look like anyone but a scary mask."

                Ohito transformed back, a glare was seen through the smoke around him as it cleared, "I'm trying my best here!"

                "We had just learned this jutsu today, you know. A little too anxious, are you?"

                "I have to learn it!" Ohito all but whined, crossing his arms stubbornly, "Hayata-ojisan promised he'll teach me a really COOL Jutsu if I know all of my basic ones."

                "Isn't that a little harsh? We only learn one jutsu so far from Iruka-sensei and that's the Henge no Jutsu. No one had fully accomplished that Jutsu yet."

                Ohito gave him a sour look.

                "What...?"

                "No one, eh? I'll like to see you try Hoshi! Oh mighty genius one!"

                Hoshi sweat-dropped at the phrase, "What are you talking about? I can't do it yet."

                "That's because you haven't TIRED, dammit! Do it now and let me see!"

                "Eh?"

                "Don't 'eh' me, Hoshi! Show me!"

                "Okay okay," Hoshi said in defeat, backing away from the impatient boy and closed his eyes in concentration, feeling his chakra flowing in his veins, "Henge no Jutsu!"

                PUTFF!!

                Ohito's jaws dropped, completely lost for words when the cloud cleared, seeing his exact double right in front of him. Knowing the look, Hoshi immediately transformed back to himself, "Sorry..."

                "No wonder you're voted to be the best of the class...are you damn sure this is your first try? We just learn this today and ALREADY YOU'RE PERFECT WITH IT! DAMN YOU!!! BAKA!!"

                "Baka?! It's not my fault! I just happen to listen closely on Iruka-sensei's instructions! You're the one that wanted to see it! I didn't offer!"

                "ARGG!!!"

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                Sitting alone in the night of a small clearing, Ohito ignored the sounds of crickets around him as he wrote out his name on the ground from boredom. Emerald eyes narrowed, he runs a hand through his chestnut hair and gritted his teeth.

                "Why are you here, Ohito?" A weak voice asked behind him with a cough. Ohito quickly stood up and turns around, looking at his uncle with a wide smile, "What's wrong?"

                "Nothing, Hayate-ojisan! I knew you would come by here while on patrol," Ohito said with a small excited jump, "I just learn a new Jutsu today in class!"

                Hayate coughed, giving a weak smile, "Oh...? And that would be?"

                "Henge no Jutsu, it's so cool!" He lied in a slightly bitter tone, "So when are you ever going to teach me your Jutsu? I wanna learn now!"

                "Mikazuki no Mai is an advance Jutsu, Ohito," Hayate said, patting him on the head, "It may be too difficult for you. Maybe until you're a little older? Why don't you go home and sleep? It's late already and you know what will happen if you force yourself awake tomorrow."

                Ohito's smile quickly dropped, giving a stubborn frown, "I'm a grown man, Hayate-ojisan!"

                "You're six years old..."

                "Please! For your own favorite nephew in the whole world?" Ohito begged as his uncle laugh, "I want to learn it. I...want to be better at something," He trails off, looking away with downcast eyes, "Just something...even if we just learn a new Jutsu, I have a feeling more than half the class already knows it. My test scores are always bad...everyone looked down at me."

                Hayate frowned, "Everyone?"

                "Well, most of them," Ohito grinned, "Iruke-sensei help me a lot, but I know I'm already the worse one in the class. Hoshi is always there to support me, though I couldn't help but be so jealous of him. Please...Hayate-ojisan?"

                "Hmmm, I'm on duty though," Hayate said, trailing his tired eyes over to the memorial stone in front of them.

                "Oh...right, sorry..."

                "I suppose I could spare a moment to teach you," Hayate said with a cough, giving another laugh when seeing the boy dancing in excitement around him, "But let's go somewhere else; I don't feel respectful to train in front of the memorial over there."

                "Memorial?" Ohito blinked, looking over at the stone, "Iruka-sensei said he's going to tell us about this later. What is it?"

                "This, Ohito," Hayate paused, walking over to the stone as his nephew followed curiously from behind, "You see these names craved on them? These are proud shinobis that had died while on duty."

                "On duty? Like you're doing now?"

                "You can say that," he coughs, "Let's go to the clearing through the other side of this forest, which would be enough space for you to train."

                "Hayate-ojisan..."

                "Yes...?"

                Ohito looked around to confirm that they are alone as he walked over to his uncle and grabbed one of his hands, "The Chunnin Exam will start soon, like...tomorrow, ne?"

                He raised in eyebrow in confusion at his question and the affection, giving a small nod, "Yes, it is."

                "And you're part of it too, right?"

                "Right..."

                "Okaa-san and Otou-san's names aren't even here," He whispered, staring at the memorial blankly, "I don't want to see your name here either..."

                Hayate coughed, giving a small worried frown.

                "Of course, you'll be careful," The boy smiled, "You're the bestest ninja in the whole world!"

                He sweat-dropped, "Whole world? Isn't that a bit too much?"

                "Not to me!"

                "Then I promise you this, if I see some improvement from you once my duty is done. We'll meet here at exact same spot after the Chunnin exam and I'll give you a surprise."

                "Really?!"

                He cleared his throat, eyeing the sword behind him, "Yes...from me to you..."

                "Forget being the Hokage," Ohito shouted loudly, "Just being the best is enough for me! That will be my goal! I want to be the best exactly like Hayate-ojisan!"

                And Hayate can only smile.

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                "Ne, Ohito," Hoshi called, looking over to his friend during class in the middle of their break, "I heard the two part of the Chunnin Exam are done. All the ones that had pass to go on to the third and final exam are going home today for a rest."

                Ohito's emerald orbs brighten, though he gave a weak cough, "Really?!"

                "If you even know what the Chunnin Exam is," Kometto's voice suddenly said behind him, causing Ohito to jump five feet in the air from surprise, "You should go home...it looks like you're getting ready for death to come."

                "Shut up, Kometto!" Ohito shouted with a cough, ignoring him while looking over at Hoshi, "Everyone's going home?

                "Yep, Kurenai-obasan will treat me dinner tonight," Hoshi said with a smile, "That means Hayate-sensei is coming home too, ne? What are you going to do?"

                He rubbed his eyes tiredly, "I'm going to train with him the jutsu he had taught me a week ago before the Exam."

                Kometto and Hoshi look at him as they both asked, "Which jutsu?"

                "A secret."

                "Did you actually get it?" Kometto smirked, "Whatever this mystery Jutsu is."

                Ohito glared at him the best he can, "Nope, but I'd train myself everyday when Hayate-ojisan isn't here to help me. I'm going to get it! I know I will! I had promised him!"

                "You use too much chakra every night, right? No wonder you couldn't do the Henge no Jutsu today in class and the day before that," Hoshi said, lowering his voice down to a mere whisper for him to hear, "Also the fact that you force yourself awake this morning too, ne? You look sick."

                He blushed in embarrassment with another cough, "Whatever, Hoshi."

                "I'm proud of you though, Ohito."

                He stopped, gazing up at him wearily in confusion, "Proud?"

                "For not giving up..."

                Ohito looked at his best friend; a smile slowly crawls on his lips.

                "Unlike what he's doing to the Henge no Jutsu? You still need to learn that because you suck." Kometto said, giving a chuckle when seeing him sulking on his seat.

                "Since you're going to train tonight with Hayate-sensei, I believe, just don't be late for class tomorrow." Hoshi warned.

                Ohito gave his last cough, pumping his fist high in the air, "Right!"

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                Waiting quite patiently for the night to come, Ohito immediately sprint out of his house and towards the clearing where he had trained with Hayate before. Once arriving, Ohito frowned, not seeing his uncle anywhere.

                "He'll be here," Ohito said to himself, walking back and forth, holding onto his excitement. No longer than five minutes, his patience already thinned as he grumbled, "Where the hell is he?"

                The soft wind only answered him, blowing his chestnut hair to the side while he looks around, expecting his uncle to pop out from the shadows. Growing frustrated, he picked up a long heavy stick and held it out in front of him, "Then I'll train...Hayate-ojisan will see how much I'd improve once he comes." He smiled at the thought, "Yeah...he'll be proud of me and I'll get my surprise!"

                As he trained to himself, minutes changed to hours and Hayate had still yet to come. But Ohito never let that bother him while sweat drips from his face. The stick was then dropped from his hands and he fell onto his knees, panting heavily in dizziness from using too much chakra.

                "Got...to keep...awake," Ohito muttered, his eyes closing and opening before it rolled behind his head as he fell to the ground. Hayate-ojisan...you promised...

                "Ohito..."

                Ohito groaned, feeling his muscles stiffen from the hard training as he slowly peek an eye open. "Hayate-ojisan...?"

                "Let me help you up," The voice seems sad as strong arms grabbed him, slowly pulling him up. Ohito coughed, shaking his head and looked up wearily, blinking in shock when meeting Iruka's sad face. "Something...happened, Ohito."

                "Iruka-sensei?" Ohito asked, looking around in confusion, eyes widen when seeing the sun burning in the sky ahead, "It's morning already?"

                "Good thing I found you here," Iruka said with a sigh, a hand on his shoulders, "Do you need to go home and rest?"

                "Where's Hayate-ojisan?" Ohito asked, ignoring his question, "Eh? I thought he'll be here? Do you know, Iruka-sensei?"

                Helping the small boy to his feet, Iruka shook his head, pointing behind him. Ohito turned around in confusion and stared upwards, recognizing an ANBU shinobi in front of him. Though the mask covered the face, Ohito knows a woman was behind them as she speaks, "You're Andou Ohito, correct?"

                He nodded nervously, "Yes..."

                Without another word, she pulled out a sword...a very familiar sword and presents it to him. "I believe he would want to give this to you."

                "He...?" Ohito asked, a tight knot was felt in his chest while grabbing the sword with trembling fingers, "This is...Hayate-ojisan's sword. Where is he?"

                "Hayate's body was found just this morning, Ohito," The lady continues, her tone lowered, "We believe he had been attacked just last night by an unknown enemy."

                "WHERE IS HE?!"

                "That's enough of it," Iruka spoke to the lady, standing beside Ohito, "He's only a boy..."

                "What do you mean his body?!" Ohito shouted, grabbing the lady's hand, "Ne? Ne? Where's Hayate-ojisan?!"

                Iruka's face was shadowed as the lady answered with some hesitation, "Hayate...is dead, Ohito..."

                And those were the last words he'd heard before engulfed into darkness, falling unconscious once again, his uncle's sword still held tight in his arms. Hayate-ojisan...doushite...?

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                If I would have known to have my wish may involve Hayate-ojisan, then the thought of it should never had crossed my mind, now I know the answer to the question of my curiosity.

                The pain had hurts me...so much...both mentally and in my heart.

                Hayate-ojisan is still the bestest ninja I know and my ambition is to be the best. He had been my guardian ever since my parents were dead and living alone is never an easy one. Especially if you carry the blame of killing your own uncle with just a simple wish, I would have thought to never live again.

                But the sword...the sword was his only gift to me. It was the sword that had brought me to live today. For it carried a promise I wish to keep all my life until I succeed. But this time, this wish would be something for me to do on my own. And this promise I tend to keep would only be for Hayate-ojisan...

                "This is the first time. Ohito...actually thinking to himself?" Kometto's spoke up as Ohito snapped out of his thoughts and glared at him.

                "Ohito-kun!" Sakura called, giving a wave in the distance as the boy blushed.

                "You're keeping us behind, Ohito," Naruto grumbles, crossing his arms while Kama scowled beside him. "Let's GO already!"

                Yep, one of these days, I'm REALLY gonna kick his ass! Ohito thought, using the sword he's holding to help him stood as he walked over the group. "I'm coming, I'm coming!"

                Taitan sighed; his ears perked when hearing sketching noises and looked over to Junpaku, who sat beside him. He leaned over and stared at the picture she's drawing in her precious book with a wide eyes, "Hey! How can you do that? You didn't even look at Ohito once and yet, you're drawing exactly how he sat a moment ago!"

                Junpaku gave a small squeak in surprise, quickly shutting the book close in embarrassment. "It's n-nothing, Taitan-kun."

                Taitan chuckled, shaking his head with a smile. Naryu waved her tail, climbing to sit on Tenko's shoulders as she spoke, "Can we go now?"

                Ikazuchi laughed, "Ohito is taking his time walking over here."

                "COME ON!" Naruto shouted impatiently.

                Hoshi looked over at the boy, who's still in this own little world as Ohito lifted his head and blinked at him. Hoshi smiled knowingly, "To be the best, ne, Ohito?"

                Ohito can only stare, lowering his gaze to the sword in his hand. A grin slowly sketch on his lips and place the sword behind him with the strap over his chest. He gave a thumbs-up to the smiling Hoshi, "Yeah!"

                My promise...my wish...is my ambition. I will prove to Hayate-ojisan that I'll be the best...just like him...and always like him...

                ...Ne, Hayate-ojisan?...

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Okaa-san: Mother

Otou-san: Father

Baka: Idiot/ You Moron

-ojisan: Uncle

doushite: Why

ne: Right?

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