I Don't Fall In Love (Hatake Kakashi Love Story)

Chapter Twenty-Five: The ANBU Mission: Part VIII

Chapter Twenty-Five

The ANBU Mission: Part VIII

When The Going Gets Tough

Kakashi's Point of View

            A few brown strands of hair fell down to frame the figure's face. A distinctive smell . . . shocked me . . . it was that same lavender smell that I could smell anywhere. Those same brown eyes . . . That same familiar face . . . That . . . same . . . exact person . . . was standing in front of me.

            "What are you going to do . . . Kakashi . . ." an evil voice sounded out of nowhere. "Are you going to kill this . . . specific . . . person? Or what? What else can you possibly do? The person in front of you is . . . somewhat . . . dear to you . . . Hm?"

            "Teme . . ." I cursed, aghast of who was in front of me. "How could . . . How could you just leave me to fight someone . . . someone . . . so close . . . to me? What are you? Heartless?"

            "Hm . . . something like that . . . yes," the man laughed wickedly. "I'll just leave you to fight . . . the hooded . . . man."

            "Allow me to ask you a question," I begged as the voice grunted. "We were there together that one time. This person . . . before me . . . should be dead! How . . ."

            He cut me off abruptly, "That was me . . . but . . . this person just happened to be along the way . . . so . . . you could say that I used this person . . . specifically."

            "Teme!" I screamed as the person before me came at me . . . with the intent to kill.

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Namikaze Minato's Point of View

            "Kakashi and Sayaka are taking . . . awfully long . . ." I thought mentally as I was continuing to sign my signature at papers after reading them all.

            "Worrying again, aren't you, Minato," Kushina smiled sweetly, eyebrows tilting downwards at the ends, showing empathy. "Don't worry. I feel it too. It feels . . . like they're in trouble."

            "Exactly my point . . . Kushina . . ." I sighed heavily as I dipped my pointed 'pen' into the tiny bowl of ink.

            "But, then, again . . ." Kushina started as she placed away some books into their respected shelves. "We always worry about them."

            "That's true," I replied as Kushina placed something at my desk. "What is it, Kushina?"

            "Uh . . ." she laughed gently. "Your dinner?"

            "Kya!" I shouted gleefully. "Tell me it's your food."

            Kushina laughed again before winking, "It is. Just the regular wasabi sushi."

            "Screw this work!" I shouted playfully. "I'm eating."

            I heard Kushina's laugh one last time before I dug into the food before me.

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Kakashi's Point of View

            I couldn't fight this person. I just couldn't. How could I? This person . . . How could I? I just couldn't. This person . . . should be dead by now . . . no, wait . . . could have the possibility to be alive . . . or not . . . I was confused. What could I do? Could I hurt this person? Or could I fight and be victorious, leaving the person . . . either dead or alive?

            I sighed. This was pretty much hopeless. Hopeless, I tell you. Hopeless. Futile. Nothing to be done. The best I could do now . . . was retreat and think. Retreat and think . . .

I did just that.

???'s Point of View

            Kakashi disappeared the moment I fired a sphere of boiling water to scald him. That was lucky . . . for one. I felt . . . possessed . . . It was as if everyone around me was . . . in black and white. In slow motion . . . From times . . . All I in was a dark . . . room . . . Contained. Gone. Darkness . . . surrounded . . . What could I do to protect him? I was somewhat possessed . . . I was somewhat . . . somewhat . . . somewhat . . . What was I now really?

Kakashi's Point of View

            I felt drained. Drained. Drained . . . That very person was . . . there. Supposedly to be fighting me at the moment if I had not fled. Who was I to judge when the hooded figure was that very childhood friend? This . . . this . . . this . . . was . . . just plain . . . plain . . . plain . . . horrid! I don't know what to say anymore! This was . . . was . . . was . . . just literally absurd, I tell you! Absurd! All of this was . . . just toying with my very own mind . . . Just driving me insane! But . . . again . . . it was I who got us into this mess.

???'s Point of View

            "Find him . . ." a voice flickered into the dark abyss I was in. "Kill him . . ."

            "No!" I screamed, but, nonetheless, was worthless. "I won't!"

            "Kill him . . ." the voice coaxed yet again. "Kill . . . kill . . . kill . . ."

            "I can't and won't!" I hollered, afraid of what was to come.

            "Either you kill him . . . or . . . you die . . ." the voice frightened me once again, creeping me out beyond belief.

            "No . . . no . . . no!" I screamed for the last time before I blacked out. 

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Can anyone guess who it is?

I need (want xD) seven comments . . . and one correct answer . . . :)

Arigato!

~FujiwaraYuko~