I slept the entire next day. I dogs were scratching at the door trying to get me out of my bed, I didn't want to talk to them. They'd just tell me how it wasn't my fault and I should get some fresh air. It was getting to be 3:00 and I still hadn't moved from my bed and I decided to get out of the house. I went to the clearing in the forest we always went to. I took the way that would lead me to the flowery pat, I remember the first time she showed me this. She looked so funny taking little detours in the woods walking in circles because she was taking the exact same way from when she got lost and found it. She had good memory. I picked up a flower and smelled it. I did what she would always do on the way to the clearing, she would take a daisy and pick up individual pedals saying 'He loves me' or 'he loves me not'.
FLASHBACK
"He loves me," she said, "He loves me not."
"He loves me, He loves me not." She continued. I walked silently next to her.
"I wonder what the flower would say if it could talk." She pondered.
"Ouch?" I suggested and she laughed lightly pushing me.
"No I mean… would it tell me to believe the result…. Or would it tell me it was all a lie?" she asked. I stayed silent.
"What do you think?" she asked.
"I think that it's up to you." I said taking her hand.
END FLASHBACK
She was always looking for deeper meanings in things… like the roses. I got to the river and sat at the edge with my head in my hands. I loved her so much.
FLASHBACK
"Kakashi come in the water!" she shouted across the clearing, I was sitting upright on a blanket and she was splashing around in the water. I shook my head,
"No I'd rather watch you." I said and she pouted.
"You're just being a meany!" she shouted and ran out. She tackled me onto the blanket getting me wet.
"Valentine…. You got me wet." I said.
"You deserved it, you were being boring." She said smiling content with herself.
"Well you're just being a meany." I said copying her.
"You can copy an insult." She said.
"Why not?" I asked and she shrugged.
"I don't know, I don't make the rules." She said.
END FLASHBACK
It's not fair. Why did she have to die? I woke up this morning expecting her to be there next to me and she wasn't there, I miss he smell. I miss her touch. Her touch was gentile… like an angel. Her eyes were a beautiful golden color that made you want to look into them forever. Her body was one of a goddess that you read about in mythology. Pakkun slowly walked up to me.
"Kakashi you've been like this for a while now. All of us are worried. I know you loved her but… you cant keep torturing youself." Pakkun said.
"Go back to the house." I said and he nodded slowly walking back.
PAKKUN POV
-I've never seen him like this… He blames himself I miss her too, She was such a good friend. And Kakashi loved her so much. I saw the ring… he was going to propose soon and the worst happens. Crap.- I thought. I went back to the house and all the others were waiting for me, I shook my head sadly. Just then there was a knock at the door.
"Come in." I called and Asuma walked in with a girl in his arms.
He laid her down on the couch. She was extremely pale and bruised up. Her wrist had a splint on it, which meant it was sprained and there were bandages on her arm and a leg, probably from large cuts. Her face wasn't touched, except for a small bruise on her forehead and the paleness.
"She washed up in another small village about half a days walk from the village." He said.
It wasn't until then that I recognized her.
"Wait a minute… You're telling me that this is Valentine?!" I said in complete shock. Asuma nodded.
"She washed up in the village and they notified the Hokage and the Hokage notified me. I went and found her, brought her here and took her to the doctor. Then I came here." He said. I took off running to Kakashi.
Kakashi POV
I was thinking of more times in the clearing when Pakkun came running up, it looked like an emergency.
"Kakashi come with me now!" he shouted and started running back to the house. I ran after him. When we got there I wouldn't believe my eyes, It was Valentine. I wouldn't have even recognized her if it weren't for the smell. She was so pale… so hurt. She looked so fragile. Whoever brought her was gone now. I knelt down and stroked her cheek, tears rolled down my face.
"Valentine." I whispered.
I stayed there just watching her sleep. She may not have looked like herself in this much pain… but she was alive and I was grateful. Pakkun explained his conversation with Asuma. I held her hand in mine and was surprised when I felt her squeeze my hand as well.