Only You Understand My Pain
Kakashi x Hinata
Chapter 11
Promise to a Rose
Laying her exhausted body onto the futon couch he could see even unconscious her body shivered. Going to the closet he pulled out a thick quilt. It was red with silver kunai designs stitched into it. Most were crooked but he never cared. His fingers ran absentmindedly for a second over the missed stitches. He couldn't help but smirk remembering how happy Rin had been that Christmas. She presented one to each of her teammates. It was during her faze to prove to her male teammates she could still be a girly girl when she wanted to. Two months later she was kidnapped on their mission and Obito died. Shaking the thoughts from his head he pulled his wet mask down. Knelling down he covered his rose's cold body .He knew that he should remove her wet clothes but since she had very little on as it was. He tried to focus on warming her and not the sight of her wet in a net top her perk nipples standing out against the thin fabric. Oh, and how he could see every curve. Placing the quilt over her, quickly removing the wondrous tempting sight that was this velvet rose.
'Fuck! What is wrong with me she nearly drowned and I am having lustful thoughts. Don't be a fool ." He began mentally ticking off all the reasons he should not be having these thoughts." One… she has always loved Naruto. Clueless Baka that he is. Two… you have nothing to offer her. What heart do I have left anymore to give. Three…She is nine years younger then you. Okay that is not that big of a no-no but still. Four…Oh Kami she is beautiful. Wait that isn't a reason." Mentally smacking himself as he let out an exasperated sigh.
Leaving her sleeping peacefully he went to change his own wet clothes. Discarding his wet mask he reached for a dry one. His hand hesitated just hovering over it before grasping it in his fist. His mind somewhat confused by this emotion running through him. He just did not feel like hiding behind it. Not today not from her. Dropping the small blue fabric back on the bathroom counter. He instead reached for a thick white cotton towel.
Taking the towel he did his best to dry the long tendrils of her midnight hair. When it was nearly dry he couldn't help but let his fingers thread through the silky locks. It was like his hands had a mind of their own. Letting the silky threads go he brushed his thumb across the thin red scar that claimed her left cheek. It did not take an ounce away from her beauty. She still looked as soft and delicate just like a rose. Her skin soft pale and velvet smooth.
'Funny how we both carry a scar on that side. Scars that go much deeper then the flesh' He mused inwardly. A small pang of pain running through his chest as he ran his finger again acrossed it. He nearly jumped out of his skin when a soft pitiful whimper left her pale lips followed by a scream. He knew he shouldn't be shocked that she called out their names. I mean how many times had he awoken in the dead of night calling out for his own lost friends.
"Shh…Hinata its okay." He cooed softly his hand brushing over her forehead gentle. How stupid those few words sounded. He knew that it was not okay. They were never coming back. Of course it wasn't going to be okay. Yet as his hand again brushed through her soft hair he felt her nightmare pass. She seemed to calm with his touch. Falling back into a deep slumber.
He looked out the window seeing the sun beginning to dip down as sunset approached. Looking down at her he didn't have the heart to wake her. She was so pale and the dark rings around her eyes just pushed him further into the decision. His Mae Bara was staying the night. She desperately needed rest and when she woke food. Staring down at her he could see the weight lose.
"This will not do." He whispered softly. "If I am to train you, we will need to get your health back."
Getting up he went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.
'Wonder what she likes to eat?' He queried. As he began cutting vegetables for stir fry. He thought she needed some protein so he added some beef to the wok. He was never really very good with cooking but had learned enough to survive on. Especially since he was on his own, alone most of his life. He added the rice to the cooker. As he busied himself he stole little glances over at the sleeping rose. A small thought began nagging him.
"Hiashi Hyuga might not appreciate his heiress staying the night." His head turned again to look into the living room. He could see her chest move up and down in an even rhythmic pattern. She definitely needed this sleep.
'Fuck him! She is twenty one …an adult for Kami sake. " He fumed absentmindedly stirring the food.
" The man obvious doesn't give a damn about his daughter. For her to look so malnourished and exhausted. Hell the bastard never even came to see her in the ICU."
His mind just could not fathom a man doing this to their child. Their own flesh and blood.
" Kuso she nearly lost her life and what does he do? … forbid the clan to visit.' He felt his normal calm ebbing away an unusual anger filled him. He felt an overwhelming protectiveness come over him. Just what had this wisp of a woman, the one who now lay sleeping on his couch. What had she done exactly to cause these feelings in him?
Dropping the vegetables in he covered the dish and turned the heat off. Reaching in cupboard for the plates. He remembered back to the funeral. There she was severely injured, walking out of the hospital without permission. He never knew just how she has come about getting the snow white kimono but she had truly looked like an angel who had fallen from the clouds above. A small smile curled on his face as he thought of the pure innocence of ethereal beauty she possessed.
It was lost quickly into a scowl. As he remembered that haunting look on her face, as she watched her own father turn his back on her . When she had needed him the most. She was injured…lost…broken… heart shattered. She had needed her family but received nothing but a cold shoulder. A thought hit him like a ton of bricks. She had truly meant what she said that day at the memorial stone. Kiba and Shino had been her family, her only family.
He knew that feeling all to well. His own parents died when he was just a young child. Rin and Obito had taken their place only to be snatched away. Leaving him alone just like Hinata was now. Setting the plates on the table he found his feet moving him towards her. Looking down his hand brushed a strand of midnight hair from her face.
'"I promise Mai Bara you are not alone. I'm here." He sighed heavily. "I don't know how, but I will watch over you."
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Kami God
Mai Bara My Rose
Kuso Damn
Baka Idiot
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