Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, or any of the characters that appear in the anime/manga series. I like cake.
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My arm hurt. I didn't care. There were more pressing matters at hand. A broken arm and some blood were the least of my worries. My position had been discovered. I thought my hiding place was perfect. Undetectable. Then some leaf ANBU came over and picked a fight. I made it through, killing all of the ANBU, but if I was so easily found just hours outside the relative safety of Sound village, how many more would I encounter within the next day, the next week?
And even all those problems took the back seat compared to the ringing in my ears. Damn, this is bad. That last shinobi I killed managed to slice me with a kunai moments before the hole in his stomach killed him. I could have sworn I heard him laughing, even after he had collapsed. What the hell. The ringing in my ears just didn't stop. And I had a queer feeling that I had seen that mask before, but I could not recall where.
The ringing only grew louder. I could barely stand at this point. It hurt so much that I could barely see straight. I tried to support myself by holding onto a wall, but I could barely even feel it, the ringing had turned into shrieking by now. I stumbled around for moments, before collapsing near the corpse of the nin I had killed last.
Something clicked. I could only recall seeing a shade of gray on hair once before in my life. At least I assumed it was hair. My vision was totally shot and I could barely make out the shape of his head. I felt around and pulled off his mask, and could have screamed.
Two blurs, one black, one red. Unmistakably, this was Hatake Kakashi. I felt a faint sense of satisfaction that I had killed him, but my recollection of him using his last fading strength to slice my forehead began to worry me. Where was the kunai he had used? What did he do?
Slowly, a guess formed inside my head. That bastard. He couldn't have done something so… so low. Creating an attack with just one specific intention, saving it just for me. His way of undoing all the teachings he had bestowed upon his 'prized student'. This was much more than just hitting below the belt. I would have killed the man for this if he were still alive. But alas, he was not.
Laying there listlessly, I soaked in my sweat as my worries proceeded to prove to me that once again, my suspicions were correct. By now the ringing had taken over all my thought processes. I wasn't even in enough control of myself to knock myself out, or commit suicide. Nor was I able to black out from the pain.
Abruptly, the ringing stopped. My body's spasms slowly died down. I tried to tell myself that I was wrong, but I knew I was lying to myself. The results of Kakashi's last attack achieved exactly the results I had suspected. I laughed wretchedly. I suppose there wasn't a whole lot to do in this situation, but still, I was mildly surprised at the total helplessness I found myself experiencing.
The bastard's poisoned kunai had left me blind.
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