Once I'd regained some mental clarity, I found myself at the lake. Had I really run that far?
I plopped down on a rock and stared up at the clear night sky. The stars shone through like glitter on velvet. It made me think of my mother...and regetably my father...I shouldn't have said those hurtful words to him.
I groaned from the internal pain I felt and laid back on the rock, continuing to stare at the sky.
Within moments, I dozed off. The stress of the mission, and the argument I'd had with my father had drained me.
Before I knew what was happening, I was falling...and landed right on my butt.
"Ow!" I growled, still half dazed.
I then felt someone near me. WIthout thinking, I threw a kunai in the direction of the person.
They dodged the attack and something barked.
"Hay! What the hell Tama?" A familiar voice questioned, holding his cheek.
I gasped when I realized it was Kiba.
"Kiba! Akumaru! What are you guys doing out here?" I asked.
Kiba and his ninja hound came out of hiding and joined me near the rock.
"Well...Akimaru and I...kinda...heard you...and your dad, fighting." He admitted while blushing horribly.
I furrowed my brow. How had he heard me? I then realized...I was talking to a boy who had the senses of a dog.
He chuckled nervously and went even redder. "Sorry, I wasn't try to spy on you or anything...you guys just got kinda...loud."
I gave him a partial smile while walking up to him and placing my hand over his cheek. I closed my eyes, ignoring his embarrassment and began applying healing chakra to where my kunai had grazed him.
After a few moments, I stepped away, blushing. Damn had it gotten warmer suddenly?
"Thanks, Tama." He smiled toothily.
"Y-you're welcome." I mumbled quietly, walking back to the rock.
Pretty soon Kiba sat down beside me and started to look up at the sky.
"Beautiful night, isn't it?" I asked, smiling at the heavens.
He grunted in response.
As the silence between us rolled on, I closed my eyes.
"So you wanna talk about it?" Kiba's rough voice broke through my tranquil state.
I opened one eye and looked at him, then closed it again.
"Not much to talk about if you heard us."
"Aw come on." He begged.
"Fathers are dicks." I stated simply.
"I wouldn't know..." He muttered, looking away.
I realized how my words had hurt him and opened my eyes fully. "Sorry. I didn't mean it like that."
"No, it's okay." He said, giving me a small smile.
I sighed and stared out at the lake. "It's just...ever since mom...died...it's like he died too. He doesn't even care about me and Seiko anymore. He didn't come to either of our graduations...He didn't even see this..."
I then proceeded to slip my skirt up an inch and flash a small tattoo I'd gotten in secret on my sixteenth birthday. It was the symbol of my clan; a diamond shaped figure with a crack going down the middle of it.
I chuckled at his reaction and fixed my skirt back the way it was.
After spending hours ranting about how frustrated I was with my family, I finally expended myself and ended up drifting off to sleep.
I was awakened by the sounds of birds chirping outside my window. As the fog slowly left my mind, I remembered being with Kiba the night before. Had he brought me home?
Any attempts at remembering what went on were interupted by the sounds of screaming, followed by wailing.
I shot up and bolted out of my room. Vaguely I realized I was still in my chuunin uniform.
"Seiko?!" I yelled, looking towards my sister's room. The screams became blood curdling, and they were coming from downstairs.
I took off down the stair case, nearly tripping since I was still in my shoes.
"Dad?! Seiko?!" I called out again.
I finally found where the screams were coming from...father's bedroom.
"Seiko?!" I called again.
My sister was crumpled on the ground, staring into the room.
Her face mirrored that of a tortured soul that escaped hell and had lived to tell the tale.
"Seiko...?" I stepped towards her and placed a hand on her shoulder.
Once I touched her, she burried her face in my shirt and bawled.
I dared to look into father's room, curious as to why my sister was in hystarics.
Now, I wish I hadn't.
The light from the rest of the house shone in, revealing deep red, almost black stains on the bed. I gazed up and saw where the black and red was coming from.
"Fa-father?! Father!" I screamed. Suddenly my body moved of its own accord. I pushed my sister away and ran towards the body that was hanging over the large bed.
"No, no, no, no, no,no." I repeated, attempting to remove the swords that were holding my father's arms in a crucifix-like position.
With each passing second, my hands, arms, and shirt became bloody. Tears soaked my face, but I barely noticed. All I cared about, was working my medical ninjutsu to help my father.
Again, and again I applied chakra. Seiko cried silently and I cursed mentally. Why wasn't this working?!
"Come on!" I muttered, blinking away the tears.
I was so focused that I didn't notice that I had an audience until an arm rested on my shoulder.
"Tama, that's enough. He's gone." I looked up and saw Kakashi-Sensei standing there. Along with him was Gui-Sensei, Asuma-Senei, and Kureni-Sensei. Lady Tsunade walked to my father's body while Shizune held Seiko's shocked form.
"DON'T TOUCH HIM!" I screamed, slapping Tsunade's hand away. "HE'S NOT DEAD!"
Kakashi had to hold me back while Tsunade examined my father. Tears streamed down my face as my mind processed that...
"I'm so sorry, Tama; Seiko. He's dead."
After that I don't remember much.