Wallowing in despair is not my thing, so last Tuesday. I don't know how I truly feel anymore. Is it rage? Is it sadness? Is it pure nothingness?
That's stupid. Of course it's not nothing, this is everything. This is everything I have been fighting for, this is everything I've been surviving for. Why survive when you can't live, is there a reason to survive after that.
Of course not.
Mom and dad, whatever form of afterlife you're in, I hope you can see me not giving into despair. I'm not that weak.
I grunted as I jumped away, towards the Hokage's place. I'll take my chances when a crisis is going on. All the shinobi are busy fighting and protecting everyone. Along the way there were many burning buildings, of course things were on fire.
Everything is made of wood, easily flammable. There should be some measures that make it so enemies can't use that against them. I shake my head in disappointment. Your jutsu isn't everything.
Let's make it to Hokage tower before I have to use any more energy. Jumping through the city, I frown at all the places I used to go to now getting destroyed. Nostalgia is a terrible thing. The tower came into sight as I finally let out a sigh of relief.
But this isn't the time to relax, the hard part hasn't even begun.
Keeping my blindfold on, I activate my sharingan. I need all the power and stealth so I don't get caught. Even worse, by someone I know. I raise to the balls of my feet to be more quick and quiet.
Jumping up the staircase and standing on one foot only to immediately push up to lend on a higher one with my other foot.
When I reached the top I could sense that there was one shinobi inside. One that seemed familiar.
Too familiar.
Should I knock him out? Or should I talk my way through it. I decided to see who it was first. But I put some plan B in action first.
I opened the door only to see a dead Suna shinobi on the ground. I froze, clearly not expecting that.
"Brat, you're alive."
I looked up to see Shikaku, Shikamaru's dad.
I step forward only to be frozen in place, I was already stuck in the shadow. He walked up to me and ripped my blindfold off, staring me down.
"You're alive and on the enemy's side, what am I to make of this?"
I narrowed my eyes but kept calm, "I won't defend myself, but I'll let you know that I don't agree with their objective. Honestly, I even gave them more weaknesses to try and help you."
He looked away and sighed, "Brat, that doesn't explain why and how you are alive. And even more, why you are here in Konoha. Why you are here in the Hokage's tower?"
The Nara clan have always been smart, but at the moment it was a complete annoyance.
"Look, you must have better things to be doing than arguing with me." I glance at the Suna Ninja on the ground, "do I look like I want to fight?"
Shikakau frowned, "you're sharingan makes it seem like you're ready for a fight."
I scoff, "I don't want to be snuck up on. I don't want to fight."
Despite my attitude I made sure to sound slightly desporate. Maybe he will let me go if I make him remember the time I was a little girl. But it seemed like Shiksku didn't seem to have the same thought, as he grabbed a kunai.
"What are you doing?" I didn't sound worried, but I was definitely accusing him of something.
"I'm determining if you're going to jail, or if you're a lost cause." I gasp at him not even hearing me out. "But-"
"Everyone thought you were dead, but here you are on the enemy's side. I don't need to know where and what you've been doing to know you're a threat, and a dangerous one."
I turned my sharingan off, feeling tears go down my face.
"Mr Shikaku, how can you say that? You don't know what I had to do to survive. You don't know what I've been through."
Shikaku stared at me, before sighing and slowly reaching his hand to wipe my tears.
"Ishi, don't cry." That only made me cry harder as he continued to wipe my tears.
"I just-" I started. "I just wanted to-" I couldn't finish my sentence.
"Ishi," Shikaku started.
"I know you are putting on a show, but it does nothing to deceive me."
My tears stopped. I looked at him with irritation, narrowing my eyes at him frowning.
"You don't lie, when you said you would turn me in I knew you were completely serious."
Shikaku looked disappointed, "you made my trust in your words seem worthless."
I scoffed, "you didn't trust me the moment I entered this door."
I sighed, "but i do hope you can forgive me, I really did cherish our relationship."
A trap was set off and a kunai shot out at Shikaku. He caught it, cutting his hand in the presses. But in catching the kunai he had to release me from his shadow jutsu, freeing me.
He looked up to glare at me but that was his mistake, my sharingan was waiting for him.
His eyes widened as I put him in a trance, one that he would get out of not a moment later. But that slight buffer was all I needed.
I was already beside him.
I was already in the last part of my plan.
I already had my foot flying towards him.
I already kicked him in the head before he could fully react enough to block me.
I already knocked him out before he knew it.
I knew I only had a second to act, and he only had a second to react. I knew it would come down to speed, and I was not disappointed. In the end, my speed was unsurpassed.
He fell to the ground but I made sure he didn't hit his head. I didn't want him to be too hurt. I sighed in relief, at least we weren't too loud.
I went to do what I was here for but I felt something was wrong. Something was very wrong.
"Hey, remember me?"
A/n I am so sorry for the wait. It was 3 months of continuous comments from you all, I read them and I am here. The long wait was for three reasons.
1. Because I am lazy.
2. I had a bit of writers block, I had a few ideas of which road I wanted my story to go down. So I chose the one I don't think anyone has done. It will make it more sad and interesting. And longer.
And last but not least:
3. There is no third reason.
Enjoy~