For: @captain-cate Pairing: Kakashi x her OC Ayami Hisae Word Count: 1635 Rating: Teen Type: Angst, angst and more angst.
it killed me writing this xD i hope you like it ;D
Kakashi was unable to focus this whole time, his mind
elsewhere, focusing on Ayami, herself struggling to stand. He wanted, no, needed to keep her safe. This mission
was going as smoothly as was possible and of
course these people had to show up looking for him. Maybe even for her.
Kakashi’s eyes darted back and forth between Ayami and the
enemy. Her arm was across her waist, holding it, as she had a few broken ribs.
It was getting increasingly difficult to breathe. Kakashi wasn’t all that
“Kakashi, I…” Ayami’s voice was quiet, brushing her hair out
of her tired brown eyes. She just wanted to go back home, home where she was
able to have fun creating her little tools, maybe take up her dream with
helping others, whatever. She just wanted to go home.
Kakashi moved so that he stood between his enemy and Ayami,
his feet feeling like lead, like they were coated with cement. His tired eyes
never left the enemy. “Ayami, get away from here…”
“I’m not leaving you here, alone.” Ayami’s voice was firm. I got us into this mess, and I’ll get us
out… If she was being honest, she wanted to. She wanted to go home, she
wanted to get away, but she wanted to take Kakashi with her. No way was she
going to leave him here to clean up her mess.
The enemy was continuing their advance, Ayami and Kakashi
losing their ground. Ayami’s sword hand shook, as were her breaths, long and
shaky. There was no way she’d be able to take these people down without using that jutsu… She had no choice, there was
no other way but to use it, in order to keep Kakashi alive and kill the enemies
Her eyes looked at Kakashi, whose eyes haven’t left the
advancing enemy in front of them. Whispering a silent prayer and a “I love you”
to Kakashi, she activated her clan’s Kekkei Genkai. She hasn’t used the Chinoike
clan’s jutsu in a while, and even though her mother taught her how to use it,
she still despised it. Desperate times call for desperate measures, Ayami
guessed. She had no choice, and if she did, she, nor Kakashi, saw an open one
that was simpler, easier. She felt her eyes burn with the Kekkei Genkai as it
The enemy halted their movements, stalling to the point
where she was able to place them under a powerful genjutsu. Despite her hatred
for this “gift”, Ayami found herself using it, killing them in their genjutsu
state by strangling them with their own blood. Kakashi had long since finally
fallen unconscious, and, while she wanted to wake him up, she knew he would
remember this, knew that she’d used a dead clan’s forbidden jutsu.
Ayami’s strength had been sapped by the time the last enemy
had drawn their last breath, their eyes glazed into the back of their skull.
Limping, she made her way over to Kakashi, making sure he was still breathing.
Her katana was some ways off, just managing to grab it and stick it into the
dirt in front of his unconscious body, leaving her headband loosely tied onto
Her muscles felt like they were burning as she forced
herself to stand. She couldn’t go back now, she hated this. She wouldn’t be
able to live with the fact that she had resorted
to that… thing.
“Forgive me, Kakashi…” She left.
* * *
Kakashi’s eyes struggled to open. He heard the distant sound
of the EKG machine, making a steady beep-beep-beep.
The sounds were getting clearer, more succinct. Smacking his lips open under
his mask, he saw a figure next to him, a figure he assumed was Ayami.
His throat burned as he swallowed. “Ayami…”
“No. Sorry, ‘Kashi.” Gai’s voice sounded. Kakashi’s vision cleared,
remembering completely clearly what exactly had transpired during the fight.
His eyes snapped open, sitting straight up, eyes scanning the room for her.
“Where is she…? Is she alright? Is she here?” Kakashi’s
voice was getting steadily louder, steadily getting more worried by the second.
“She wasn’t with you when we got to you. All that was there
was her katana and her headband.” Gai admitted, handing him her headband. It
was caked in blood, blood he hoped wasn’t hers.
“Fuck…” Kakashi gripped her headband tightly. He saw his
eyes in the reflection of the metal. It was scratched, dimmed, and was in
desperate need of a clean. The cloth it was attached to, despite being caked
with blood, was still soft to the touch, yet sturdy to remain in a knot during
some of the worst fights. “Where did you find me? Maybe I can get-”
“It’s no use, Kakashi…” Gai’s voice went quiet. “Neji
couldn’t find her. I’m sorry.” He left the room, leaving Kakashi to his own
Not… No! This can’t…
No! Not another person, not her too! Kakashi’s thoughts were as sour as a
lime. His jaw shuddered and shook, lips quivering. He couldn’t lose her too.
Not the woman he opened up to, not the woman he trusted. Not the woman he loved
more than he loved himself.
He tried to remember the last thing he’d heard, only coming
up with a faint whisper of her saying “Forgive me”, but forgive her for what?
For saving his skin? For…
Kakashi’s legs ached almost unbearably, his limbs feeling
like they would snap at any given moment. He found himself nearly gasping for
air once he was standing straight up. He needed to look for her, find her, keep
her close, tell her to stay, tell her that there was nothing to forgive.
Little did he know that she wouldn’t be able to hear him.
* * *
“We found her!” Gai’s voice was the loudest he’d heard since
then. They’d been looking for nearly two months. It was mind numbing,
constantly going back to where they were, retracing steps, thinking of other
placed she’d have gone. Each lead turned up nothing. There were hints, traces
of where she’d been, but nothing so far. Until now, however. “We found her,
Kakashi!” Gai’s smile was contagious.
“What? You’re serious?” He’d never tossed one of his beloved
books before, but God knows he did this time. Damn thing nearly broke the
“Yeah. She’s not too far away, but…”
“She’s alive, isn’t she?” Kakashi shoved past Gai. “Where is
“At the hospital, but Kakashi?” Gai stopped his friend. “Be
careful. We’re here for you.”
If that’s not ominous,
I don’t know what is.
The moment he got there, he asked for her room. He was lead
there, flowers in hand, happiness almost overflowing. The moment he got there,
he felt his happiness draining, the flowers drop from his hands and fall into a
small heap in front of him, leafs and petals of the flowers and their stems
falling. Wh… What’s… Why isn’t she
“How long has she been here…?” Kakashi asked the doctor.
“Just came in today, but… The damage done to her was too
much. We were able to…” The rest of what she was saying was dulled out. He
caught a few snippets, but none were what he wanted to hear. He wanted to hear
“She’s doing fine, she’ll wake up within the hour” not “She’s in a coma”.
“The moment she…” Kakashi let slip a few shaky words. The
doctor looked up at the jounin, wondering what he had said, only to see how
terribly shaken up he was. “Is-is it medically induced…?”
“No… Unfortunately, the team that found her, found her
unconscious. Alive, but unconscious. We tried to wake her up, tried to use the
jutsu we were taught to use. Even asked the interrogation corps to try, but
they’ve had no luck. There’s no response to her consciousness. I’m deeply
sorry, Mister Hatake.” She explained. Perhaps the words were meaningful, but
Kakashi felt as if they were empty, shells of words hurled at him to try and
help him feel better.
Kakashi’s eyes lowered to the flowers at his feet, finding
himself picking them up. The doctor had left his side, tending to other
patients. He listened to the beats of Ayami’s heart through the EKG machine. He
should have done more, more than simply stand there, more than gasp for air,
more than wonder what else he could do in this situation.
He set the flowers in a nearby vase, watching as the sun
set, painting the room a glow that was supposed to be warm but felt cold. The
flowers were baked in the sunlight, the water of the vase sparkling. Kakashi
tugged up a nearby chair, sitting next to her, unable to force words out of his
Without her, he felt dead. Without her, he felt as if there
was nothing left for him. He’d spent so much time with Ayami, it was close to
unbearable to see her like this, eyes unmoving, the only sound coming from her
was from the machine next to her.
He began to recite their first date together, his voice quiet,
unsure if this was the wisest thing to do. He knew nothing else. He recalled
the time he’d made her laugh so hard she fell out of her seat, remembered the
time he’d gotten her drunk for the first time, remembered the time he’d helped
her feel better during her hangover the next morning.
He reached over to her, holding her hand tightly. “I miss
you, Ayami… Wake up… Please…” Kakashi begged to whatever deity was toying with
his life. “Please just let me have her…”
He completely broke down when her grasp tightened, just
slightly, but enough to know that she was still listening to him.
However, it does suffer from the same ‘survivor’ problem Uchiha OCs have with banishment lumped on top of it. So either timeframe needs to account for that, or there needs to be a really superb reason. They’re mostly extinct.
Thank you for sending this in! I hope I could be of help.