I was so lucky that it was the weekend. I stayed up all night writing down my life. I hid the notebooks before anyone woke and when they told me why I had those ugly circles under my eyes, I told them I had a bad nightmare and couldn't sleep all night. Father and mother looked concerned, but I told them I would be alright. I only asked for a notebook, paints, and brushes. Mother came with me and she brought them for me and after arriving home, I began drawing and scribbling. Drawing was the thing that made me feel peaceful in my late life, so that was why I rather began drawing than talking about what I dreamt.
Months went by and the nightmare faded softly from my memory, and my notebook filled with more and more drawings and paintings.
But then I had the nightmare again and again. I sighed. It would be impossible to forget that day. But why did I begin to dream it?
Then the nightmares happened night after night and I knew I needed help. I wanted to go to mother and father, but I knew, I could not ask them to help me. They would ask about my nightmare and I would have to tell them about the fact that I had once a life. Fuck. I'd be 27 in that life. A tear ran down and I sighed.
I told mother and father, that I didn't feel good and I couldn't go to the Academy. They let me stay at home, seeing that I was in bad shape. But I knew that mother had some work to do in the village later on and father had to go to his office at the Hokage Tower. Perfect.
I went into my room and took out a sheet of paper.
'I know it sounds crazy, but please, believe me. I have written it all down, my entire life is in those notebooks and I need help. I keep having nightmares, night after night. Please help me, if you doubt me and have questions just come by, I'll answer everything, but please help me, Kakashi.' I signed my name and put that note on the first notebook.
After mother and father left I knew I had a limited time to get to Kakashi's apartment and to leave the notebooks with the note there. So I did it.
I took a cloak from father's dresser and I brought the hood over my head, after that, I headed out of the compound with the notebooks in my hands. I climbed a building and began running, knowing that it was the easiest way to Kakashi's apartment. When I arrived at the building I walked up the stairs and stopped in front of his apartment. I put the notebooks down and folded the note on top, then I put it on the notebooks. With that, I left and headed back home. All the way the only thing that went in my head was the paranoia screaming at me 'what if he tells Danzo' 'what if he thinks you have a mental illness' 'what if he thinks it's a joke' 'what if others take the notebooks before him'. I shook my head and ran faster than before.
When I arrived home, I put father's cloak back in its place and went to my room. I took my notebook and a pencil and I began drawing.
Sorry for the long wait, I'll try to post the following chapter this week, to make it up. Either way, we finally get Shikanai to tell somebody about the truth. Kinda interesting isn't it?
I still don't own Naruto.
Happy Holidays everyone!
...and have a nice read :)
