The first thing I did with my new memories was nearly burst into tears.
I held everything back, trying not to think or feel. The memories, the torture... It was too much. I doubled over and threw up.
For a split second I regretted it; these new memories, this... Humanity... Gave me weakness that would hold me back from survival. Memories I used to not flinch at made me feel so much.
"Cashile?" Kakashi was holding me at arms length, studying me.
I took a moment to look up at him. "Ka...Kakashi..."
This was such a strange experience. Only moments ago I could remember not caring about him at all, not knowing him. I could remember not being Cashile Kuroki, not being me.
"Oh God Cashile, I'm sorry, I'm so, so sorry," Kakashi whispered fervently. "You saved us, you sacrificed yourself."
I hesitated. Sacrifice myself? What was he talking about? I ruffled through my memories before realizing. Ah, the last time he saw me... Oh, he thought I'd purposefully stabbed myself.
"Right..." I said slowly, "No offense, but I kind of wish I hadn't."
Kakashi let out a bark of laughter. "No offense taken," he reassured me. Then he sobered. "Cashile... Are you okay?"
I hesitated slightly. "Just peachy, Kakashi."
He didn't push it, just as I'd predicted. "So now what?" I asked, exhausted.
"We need as much information on the Rising Phoenix as possible. We need to continue this interrogation," Ibiki said, casting a dark gaze over me.
Anger issues much?
I felt my shoulders droop unconsciously. "Can't it... Can't it wait?" I whispered. "I'm so tired."
In all honestly, this was my own emotion bleeding through more than me trying to manipulate them. I was exhausted. I wanted to sleep. I wanted to feel safe.
And warm. I shivered, thinking of the torture, the pure cold. The days when I thought that I would never be warm again, before I stopped caring whether or not I was warm. Because all I was at that point was a body. A tool. Not a person, but a body meant to be used in order to achieve for someone else.
Now I wasn't sure I would ever feel safe again.
I was really feeling all these memories for the first time, now, and I wasn't sure I could handle it in the presence of other people. I needed a break to gather myself once more.
"No. Konoha is in danger, and we need to extract all the information possible," Ibiki insisted.
"And break me in the process?" I retorted.
"If that's what it takes," he growled coldly.
"What's your problem?" I snapped back, irritated.
"Okay, we've already gotten quite a bit of information," Kakashi stepped up, "Let's go over what we have and see how to respond to it and start up again in the morning."
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The Strength of Humanity (A Naruto Fan Fiction)Fanfiction
Cashile Kuroki has discovered the Frailty of Genius, the shortcomings of prodigious talent, the weakness that comes with strength. Standing alone she fell, with no one to catch her as she hit the ground. Now the question is whether or not she can gr...