Friendships Chapter 3
I had just arrived in town. I was barely there for five minutes when I heard a loud scream coming from a house. I couldn't tell what was said, but I knew it had come from a little girl. I just had to know. So I went to the place where the scream had come from. It turned out that the house wasn't very far from where I was.
Upon arrival at the house, I tried to be as sneaky as I could. For me, that isn't very sneaky. I would be a horrible thief.
Well, anyway, I crept around the place, trying to be quiet, and knowing that if I ran into anything, I would have to run very fast, because if I didn't, then they would find me for sure. I had successfully managed to avoid all potential disasters and had had managed to get to a wall. I had pressed my back against the wall and listened carefully. I got there at just the right time: the interesting part of the conversation.
"… Summer had been telling me to tell for about two years now… I'm just now doing it… I didn't want to hurt you," I heard a mysterious boy say.
I had heard loud, fast footsteps and seen the front door was open and a little girl was running out.
Poor little girl, I thought.
I had to listen closer to the next few parts of the conversation. I thought I heard some girl say, "I guess I'll follow her".
After that, there were several long moments of silence, and then another girl said, in a very quiet, reassuring voice, "I'm sorry, Sasuke."
Then there was a boy's voice—which I assumed was Sasuke—that said, "Its okay. It's not your fault."
There were a few more moments of silence. That silence didn't last for very long. That was a good thing, too. I was really starting to get bored.
Suddenly, a really familiar voice broke the silence. I couldn't exactly match the person with the voice. The familiar voice teased the two kids for something that I am still completely oblivious to.
"Aww… how cute," the familiar voice teased.
Before I figure out whom the voice belonged to, the two kids shouted, "Kakashi!"
A cell phone rang. The youngest boy— Sasuke—answered it.
"Hello?" he answered, he voice sounded a little more bummed out as he said, "Summer, ash wants to know if you wouldn't mind staying here tonight."
I didn't have to listen so hard to hear the girl. Her voice was a whole lot louder.
The boy said something again. He said, "Tashi doesn't want to come home tonight."
At this time, I was sure that the little girl that ran out of the house earlier was Tashi, the boy that was talking was Sasuke and the girl in the room with him was Summer, and the girl that chased after the little girl was Ash. I was getting really bored at this point and I decided to leave.
I walked around the house for some stupid reason that I can't remember. I started to make my way around the house. And who else should I run into but the love of my life, Kakashi.
We had been going out since I was thirteen and I finally decided to lose my virginity to him when I was fifteen. It turns out that I had gotten pregnant from the first time. You know, I've always thought that I had shitty luck, but that was just ridiculous. I left him shortly afterwards. Didn't break up, just left. I went to Sunagakure.
About nine months later, I left my child on a door step with a letter containing the following information:
Her name is Ash Tenai. She was born on November 23rd. If she asks, I died in a tragic accident. I'm sorry I'm sorry I have to drop her off here, but I can't take care of her. Hell, I can hardly take care of me. I feel I'm giving out too much info. Well, if you ever feel like telling her the truth someday, don't tell her that I ditched her. The situation is much more complex than that. I hope you take care of her and eventually let me see her again.
Love,
Her mother
I just couldn't let Kakashi know that we were about to have a child.
Well, anyways, I had bumped into Kakashi. No I didn't just happened to run into him. I mean I plowed into him. The force was enough to knock me over.
"Watch out!" he yelled as he grabbed me, catching me right before I hit the ground. He then said, "You look familiar. Do I know you?"
I stumbled for words. "N-n- yes, you do. You probably hate me though," I said.
At this point, he had the most ridiculous look on his face. "Hmm," he said, "hmmm. You certainly look familiar. I just can't remember—Wait a second; you're Rache, aren't you?"
I didn't know what to tell him, so I just said, "Yes I am."
To my surprise, he bent down and kissed me. His kiss was so sweet. I seemed to have forgotten how good of a kisser he was. He reassured me, "What makes me think that I could ever hate you? I'm sore you had a good reason for leaving. I've just gotta ask you something…"
"What is it?" I asked in a sexy voice, kind of curiously.
"You wanna go at it again?" he asked