Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Love Long Forgotten (KakashixOC) ❯ Kakashi ( Chapter 1 )

*FLASHBACK*

 

The sun shone brightly on the rooftops of the hidden leaf village of Konoha, as people began to wake up to a new day. The streets bustled as civilians began their daily work, children played ninja and ran around in the streets, and the actual ninja's got ready for training and missions. It was a Saturday morning and young, 5-year old Chiori looked around the streets for her friend Kakashi, who had promised to teach her how to control her chakra.

 

Kakashi, the 10-year old, masked, silver-haired prodigy Chuunin, and Chiori had been friends ever since they had met in the book store, where Chiori (a total book worm) was busy looking up books on the sciences of ninjustu and genjustu while he, on the other hand, was curiously eyeing the adult novel sections of Come Come Paradise. (He's not old enough!! .. he actually started reading that when he turned 18.. legal..hahaha xD)

 

She had been waiting almost a whole week after she had finished reading a hugeee book on Chakra. She was the type of person who liked to be prepared before a lesson.

Chiori huffed and heaved after running out of her house and down the street to the book store, where she though Kakashi might be searching for… “something.”

 

“Oi, Kakashi..? You here?” Chiori peeped her cute face through the door quickly scanning the place with her round, violet eyes.

 

“Gomen, Chiori-chan” the book keeper woman sweetly whispered to her by the door “Kakashi left a while ago. Maybe you should try the ramen stand?”

 

“Ah, okay. Thanks!” Chiori said excitedly as she quickly ran out the door.

 

The book keeper smiled as she saw Chiori running to find her friend.

“What a pretty little girl she is. I wonder how she and Kakashi will be when they grow older?” said the woman as she returned to her reading.

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“Ka-…” Chiori paused at the Ichiraku Ramen stand as she saw Kakashi ordering a miso-ramen.

`Now's my chance to see how Kakashi really looks like without his mask on… he HAS to take it off while he's eating… THERES NO OTHER WAY!' thought Chiori as she smirked.

 

Kakashi split his chopsticks, placed both hands together and said “Itadakimaaasu” before slowly reaching to pull his mask down with his index finger.

 

`Come on… come on… this is it… just a little more…!!'

 

Suddenly, a whole group of early morning ramen-cravers shoved their way in front of Chiori and started ordering like madmen.

 

O_O…. ` so… close…' Chiori thought frustrated. “GAAHH!! WHYYYYYY?!?!!”

Kakashi, startled by her voice, turned around to see his friend Chiori with an extremely annoyed facial expression, slumped back and pouted lips standing limp by the crowd.

 

He smiled at her and motioned for her to sit at the stool next to his.

 

“Ahh... mou! Why do people like ramen so much anyway? It's not even good for you! But they all still rush in like this every morning like they'll double over and die of starvation without it! You should stop eating too! Go against the ramen craze! Kakashi!”

whined Chiori grabbing at his bowl, only to be grabbing at air when Kakashi quickly guarded his breakfast from Chiori.

 

“Hey, I gotta eat too y'know? C'mon, I'll give you some if you calm down and get over it… you'll never get to see my face anyways >:]” Kakashi's right eye curved as he grinned under his mask.

 

“Oh whatever, I'll see it some day…” said Chiori lazily as she grabbed a pair of chopsticks and ate some of Kakashi's ramen.

 

“You done?” Kakashi asked, lazily eyeing his breakfast slowly beginning to disappear.

 

“Yeahr-“ Chiori mumbled as she stuffed some more noodles into her mouth as she slid the half empty bowl to Kakashi, smiling with a mouth full of food.

 

“…”

Kakashi then put his chopsticks down and left his chair as he slowly started to walk away from the stand.

 

“Hey! You didn't eat your breakfa-…” Chiori stared at amazement as the ramen bowl was totally empty with only a bit of left over soup remaining.

 

“…fast”

Chiori twitched with awe at the thought that she was right in front of Kakashi and still wasn't able to catch a glimpse of his face while he finished his food in practically half a second.

 

“Hey Kakashi! Wait for me! Matte-!!”

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“Now… put your hands in the jutsu seal form and concentrate on your inner chakra. See

it, feel it, and gather as much as you can.” Kakashi instructed Chiori.

 

“Okay… I'm getting the hang of this.” Chiori said, eyes closed and focused.

 

“All right, now try to push your chakra down to your feet as much as possible until you feel its sensation at your heels. Then, hold it and carefully try to walk on that lake over there by the trees.”

Chiori opened her eyes and stiffly tried to walk over to the pond.

 

She was still pretty young to be learning about all this, being that she was only 5 years old. But, if Kakashi could become Chuunin by age 6, Chiori was determined to try and do the same.

 

She was always interested in Kakashi's ninja-genius ever since she met him, and always tried to become more like him, explaining why she suddenly became so into ninja tactics and jutsu.

 

Suddenly, Chiori felt a floaty sensation as she took her first step on water, then another. Soon she was running around on the pond creating little ripples where she had stepped.

 

(Kakashi's Point Of View)

 

`Wow, she really got it… on her first try. Pretty Impressive.' I thought, feeling a strange sensation in my chest.

I guess this is how it feels like to teach someone and truly get satisfaction out of it.

 

“Look! Look! I'm doing it Kakashi! I'm really walking on water! I'm really wa-”

 

SPLASH!!

 

“Hehe” she's cute too.

 

(3rd Person Point Of View)

 

Chiori suddenly dropped into the water and surfaced a few seconds later gasping for air.

 

“awww… mann. I had it for almost a minute too!” Chiori yelled across the pond to a giggling Kakashi.

 

“HEYYY… don't laugh! It was only my first try! Whatd'ya expect?!”

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*END FLASHBACK*

(8 YEARS AFTER FLASHBACK)

(Chiori Point of View)

 

“Oi, Kakashi! Bet you can't catch me!”

 

“Oh yea? We'll see…” I new there was a smirk under Kakashi's mask judging from his sly curved eye.

 

I scurried over the pond, using my Chakra to keep me afloat, trying to out run Kakashi. It's been 8 years since that time he taught me how to control my chakra, and I've been a master at controlling and maintaining it ever since.

I even learned how to use the raikiri Kakashi had taught me, where you concentrate a large enough amount of chakra in your palm that you can actually see it, only one year after I learned to control my chakra.

 

Yet, even though I had learned it faster than normal ninja, Kakashi still surpassed me ten-fold.

 

Suddenly, I turned around as I didn't feel Kakashi's presence any more. The water was calm and the only ripples that appeared were those being exerted out from under my feet.

 

Where was he…?

“Kakashi…? Where are you…?”

 

I looked around only to see the peaceful forest around me.

 

Where in the world was he anyways?! Don't tell me he ran off to go on some Jounin mission like last time… Ever since Kakashi had turned Jounin, he just started to disappear on me.

 

Confused and a bit angry, I figured he had run away somewhere, leaving me feeling stupid and a bit embarrassed.

How long was I running around laughing and jumping around by myself like a total idiot?

 

“Kakashi Baka…” I said dissapointedly.

“What did you say?” said a voice right above me.

 

Startled, I lost control of my chakra balance and started to plunge straight into the water, until something caught my wrist.

 

“Ma, Ma… now what are you doing? You're not even concentrating, Chiori-chan.” I heard Kakashi say right above me, lazily hanging upside down from a branch, my wrist in one hand and a Come Come Paradise book in the other.

“Kakashi! Mou!... ever since you turned 18 last week, you never put that book down! Kakashi hentaiii!”

I stared at him, waiting for him to let my wrist go. He only gave a small shrug and resumed his position.

 

`He's only showing off because he could hang upside down on a high branch and I cant…' I thought frustrated. It wasn't as if I couldn't do it. It's just that I've been afraid of heights ever since… that day.

 

*FLASHBACK*

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It was a rainy day and the clouds were slowly beginning to turn gray. I was 4 years old, and I couldn't care less if I were soaking wet. With my mother and father walking behind me, hand in hand, I felt secure despite the frightening weather.

 

I jumped into puddles, while singing a tune, getting drenched every time. I had always loved the rain before it happened… I loved how it showered everything with life… I loved how refreshing it felt to be caught in a rain shower by surprise… I loved how it made everything seem dramatic and beautiful.

 

I looked back at my mother and father, smiling.

 

But, no matter how happy the rain made me feel, I suddenly felt a sadness emitting from my mother's eyes. I saw her hold my father's hand tightly as they continued to walk.

I knew what was going on…

 

My father was to be leaving on a dangerous mission with the most elite ninja's in Konoha. I knew he wasn't going to be coming back soon, but I pushed the thought to the back of my head as I continued to jump puddles.

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A few nights after, I woke up to the sound of sobs in the night.

 

How utterly painful and anguished those sobs sounded to me, that I awoke due to the fear I had of ghosts.

The sobs sounded like those of a sorrowful ghost.

 

I crept downstairs and shivered as my bare feet touched the cold, wooden floors.

 

Everything seemed to be within a blue tint, as I looked out the window.

It had been raining ever since my father left with the tall, white-haired ninja.

(`He sure looks like Kakashi' I realized just now, but this man had more of a rough, scary look about him in his eyes and brow.)

 

As I creaked open the door to my parents room, I realized that the sobs were coming from my mother, crouched in a fetus position in bed, rocking back and forth.

 

“Okaa-san…? What's the matter? Okaa-san…? What is it?” I whispered, frightened by my mother's loud, shriek like sobs.

 

Her usually neat, beautiful long straight black hair was sprawled all around her as she was wrapped in pure white bed sheets.

 

“Okaa-san… Okaa-san… Okaa-san! What's wrong?! You're scaring me!” I screamed, fear obvious in my trembling voice.

 

Suddenly, my mother abruptly stopped shrieking. She slowly unraveled herself from the bedsheets and crawled out of bed.

Walking straight past me, I saw her holding a crumpled letter in her trembling hand.

 

“Anata…my love… I'm coming to you.” She whispered softly as she walked out of the room and outside in her white night gown.

“Okaa-san? Where are you going?” I asked, frightened.

“Don't worry Chiori, mommy is just going to be with daddy. Soon…” she said as she walked outside into the rain.

 

I couldn't stop her. It was as if she was in a trance. I tried to pull and tug at her gown, but she simply shoved me off into the mud. Tears mixed with rain ran down my face as I continued to tug and pull, but it was no use.

 

Suddenly, my mother stopped at the edge of a very high cliff, overlooking the ocean.

Wind blew at us, and I became frightened as I thought the strong wind would push my mother off the cliff.

 

I still remember me screaming as my mother looked back at me once more with her intense violet eyes and her long black hair streaming in the wind and rain… before she leaped off the steep cliff to her death.

 

… suicide…

 

I stood, eyes wide open, rain hitting my face like needles.

 

Suddenly, I felt a something brush against my bare feet. A letter; the one my mother was holding. I fell to my knees as it read that my father was killed in action.

 

I had become an orphan that rainy night.

 

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*END FLASHBACK*

(Kakashi point of view)

 

“Chiori? Oi, Chiori!”

She wasn't paying attention as I noticed the distant look in her face.

 

As I held onto Chiori's thin wrist, I saw tears fill her violet-colored eyes.

Was I hurting her? Was I holding on too tightly? Or was she thinking about… the incident… again.

 

I saw a tear roll down her pale cheek and drop down onto the lake, rippling the calm water.

 

I sighed, placing my book into my hip pouch, as I pulled Chiori's light-weight body up to the tree up onto mine.

 

This stubborn 13 year old girl seemed to cry every chance she got.

 

(Chiori point of view)

 

I suddenly felt myself being pulled up to the tree, on top of Kakashi's body.

 

With my chin resting on the center of his chest, I realized I had been tearing as I saw the usual look in his right eye whenever he saw me cry.

 

“I guess I win” he said unexpectedly.

“Huh?”

“I won. I caught you didn't I?”

“Oh… tch… I wasn't paying attention…” I said defiantly.

 

Why did I always lose to him?

I always wanted to win against this guy, but no matter how hard I tried, he always seemed to win either way.

 

I would never catch up.

 

Suddenly, I felt myself slipping from Kakashi's body as I started to slip off the branch.

“Ahh!” I yelped as I tightened my grip on Kakashi's jacket. Then I felt him shift as he quickly pulled my body back to him with both his arms.

 

Eyes wide, breathing heavily, I continued to firmly hold Kakashi close.

 

I don't want to fall… I don't want to fall…I don't want to fa-

A deep voice suddenly broke into my trance.

“I'm here, Chiori. I won't let you fall.” Said a deep calm voice.

I looked into his dark eye as he stared at me intensely, as if he knew I was thinking about the fears and pains of my past.

 

“Thanks…” I said, strangely reassured at my friend's kind and trusting words, as I listened to his heartbeat against mine.

 

It was always calmer.

 

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oooiii~ this is my first fanfic.. so don't be too harsh on the comments onegai-shimasu! ^.^

Well, I'm just developing the story with the Kakashi & Chiori's past right now… I'll be getting into the actual story with the amnesia and such soon! SO KEEP READING AND WAIT FOR MORE UPDATES! They WILL come soon~ :] thanks for reading~ cyazz