Only You Understand My Pain
Kakashi x Hinata
Chapter 3
Funeral Colors
She stared out the hospital window her pale eyes watching the villagers as they went around doing their daily business. Not at all concerned that in four hours the memorial would take place. Did they not care who died to protect them. How could they just act like today was any ordinary day? Her hand reached out touching the cold glass. She watched as a few of her fellow shinobi walked by. She saw the dark clothes and sad faces but all seemed to be a strange apparition. Not reality. Closing her eyes she leaned her head against the glass. She stood that way for a long time.
'Maybe when I open my eyes it will all be a dream.' She sighed inward as began counting to ten. Slowly opening them she paled. "Damn…Damn!" She pounded her fists on the window over and over again. Her cursing becoming a mantra of pain. "Damn!...Damn!" She became so numb with the reality that this was not going away. It would never be a dream to wake from. She never felt the sting of glass as both fists went through the glass window.
"Lady Hyuga what are you doing!" A veteran nurse screamed as she walked in. Her eyes taking in the shattered window and blood dripping from the young heiress's hands. What caused her to flitch was the look on her face. It was simply disturbing to see such a look on such a young woman.
"You need to get back in bed." Moving the young heiress whose small feet just shuffled as she moved. Laying her down she grabbed the gauze and cleaned the wounds. Removing shattered pieces of glass embedded in her pale skin.
"I know you are upset dear but it is not the end of the world. You will move on. Trust me dearie I have been a nurse for many years. " She plastered a smile on her face. " I am sure you are a bit upset the Hokage won't let you go to the service but I think it is for the best. You are still too weak…" Her words cut off by hysterical laughing. She looked down at the young girl who stared blindly at the ceiling laughing insanely.
"You know dear I think I will get you a sedative." She stammered rushing out of the room. The girl was literally giving her chills.
Walking back in with a small cup of pills she abruptly stopped a small gasp leaving her withered lips. Her wrinkled hand dropping the cup. The tiny colored pills bouncing off the linoleum floor. Her eyes stared at the empty bed the sheets covered in specks of blood. She stood bewildered on how such an injured broken kunoichi could disappear .
He hated wearing this damn thing. It wasn't the black color he didn't like. In fact he actually preferred wearing the color. Black was a neutral color one that could hide you in the all consuming darkness. Yet this black he wore was different. With it came sorrow, misery, and emptiness. Yes, he hated these black mourning clothes. Yet all shinobi were expected to wear them to honor the dead. His mind went back to the last time he wore it. During the memorial for the third Hokage and many of his jounin comrades. His fingers pulled the shirt closed as he stood in front of the mirror. Why did this time seem to make him cringe more then others? He had seen many die but his heart never felt this tight since he buried his own teammates. He could not seem to shake this off and harden himself like he had before. Closing the door behind him he made his way to the memorial. Every step seemed to feel like he was sinking in quicksand. He could feel his heart beating in his chest. Why was this disturbing him so? Why could he not get the image of her out of his mind?
"You're late." Naruto whispered as he took his place next to him at the end of the row. "As always." Naruto was quick to add.
His eyes swept over the pictures lined up. The candles flickering a reflection across them. He sighed when he saw Raidou's. He would miss the laughter he always had when the jounin went out drinking. His eyes then honed in on Aburame and Inuzuka. Their pictures sitting next to each others. As best friends should, even in death. He sighed inward as he again thought of the moonstone eyed woman.
"You okay?" Naruto whispered. The senpai jounin seemed to be unsettled. Compared to his usual laid back attitude. "I heard you went to see Hinata…" The rest of his sentence left unfinished.
"So." Kakashi bristled.
"Do you think she will come?" Naruto whispered over.
"Who?"
"Hinata." Naruto eyeing him carefully.
"Are you stupid. She is too injured to come out here." He hissed under his breath.
"Well looks like you are wrong old man." His finger pointing. Kakashi's eyes widened as he saw the small figure walking towards the memorial. She was dressed in a white kimono with silver lotus blossoms decorating the bottom and sleeves. The color standing out in all the rows of mourning black. As if an angel among the darkness of death. Her small hand holding two blood red roses. His eyes followed her as she slowly made her way towards her father. Kakashi's eye darted to his face.
'Damn Hyuga bastards." He growled inwardly as he watched her father turn his back on her followed by the rest of the clan.
Moving out of his place. Kakashi quickly reached out and grabbed her kimono sleeve.
"Lady Hyuga this way." He said quietly his eyes noticing the glassy stare as she looked up at him. Her body followed him swaying slightly. He tightened his grip on her arm. Placing her next to him he gave Naruto a warning look when he went to open his mouth to say something.
As the service was concluding he felt a small drop of cold wetness touch his cheek. It soon was followed by more as the skies opened up and the rain began to fall. He looked down at the small heiress as he watched her. He truly felt the skies were crying for her and her heartbreak. Even in the downpour he could see the tears slid down her pale cheeks dropping to the ground to join the rain.
He walked behind her as they made their way to pay respects. White roses were all ready gathering into a high pile as the line moved. Kakashi was glad they had been the last. He held his shocked breath as he watched her small body kneel in front of their pictures. Her hand shaking as she laid the two deep red roses one for each teammate in front of their photo's. The red clashing with the white. As if innocence and youth had been lost. What had she thought when picking such a color? His mind contemplated as he watched her place a kiss on her hand and then lay the trembling bandaged hand on the pictures. It was then that it sunk into his mind her hands were now bandaged blood seeping into the white gauze.
'It was a new injury. When did that happen?' As she stood up her pale moonstone eyes looked up into his blue one, so many emotions transmitted. She turned her face upwards the rain dripping down her pale skin.
"Hinata you shouldn't be out in this weather." He told her surprised he even had a voice left with the knot he felt in his throat. Her dark eyelashes slowly fluttering closed as she let her body fall backwards.
It seemed like she was falling in slow motion as his arms reached to grasp her before she tumbled to the ground. His arms quickly lifting her near weightless body into his arms. His eye traveled around them. They were the only ones left.
"What a sight we must make." He rambled before pulling her close. Her head lying gentle against his shoulder. Moving with lightening speed he brought her weakened body back to the hospital. He nearly laughed when he heard Tsunade's voice thunder down the corridors. Demanding to know how a nurse with so many years experience could lose a severely injured patient and just how in Kami's name did so injured patient manage to shatter a window in her condition. Looking down at her slumbering face he couldn't help but whisper. "I told you that you were stronger then you thought mai bara."
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Mai Bara My Rose
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