MEMORIES - Kakashi X Reader

Chapter 1

?? : Don't blame him, please. You can see what it's like to live with hatred and the thirst for revenge. See for yourself where it got him. I don't want you to have to go through this too...

- So don't die, I beg you, don't abandon me. I need you.

?? : I only have what I deserve...

- You're wrong! Stop pretending to be someone you're not. You did the right thing and if I managed to forgive you and understand you, why wouldn't he be able to do the same?

?? : Stop worrying about it, will you?

- Of course not! It concerns me just as much as it does him, just as much as you. Because I love you and I refuse to let you die.

?? : Don't worry beautiful, you will not suffer. You won't even remember, your brother promised to take care of it.

- But I don't want to forget you.

꧁꧂

I felt my breathing quicken, my lungs swelling and deflating dangerously at an abnormal rate. The beating of my heart was panicking in my chest making the whole of my rib cage tremble following these violent perilous blows. I couldn't see anything. Were my eyes closed or had I gone blind? No, my eyes were well and truly closed. So why was I not opening them? I was afraid, but of what? I heard nothing. I didn't wanted to hear anything, it was much easier than facing this reality. But what reality? I was in pain, a lot of pain. Had I been hurt? By what? How? No, I was not hurt. At least, not outwardly. On the other hand, my heart made me feel like I was literally dying. Why did I have such a pain in my heart? I felt a dazzling sadness deep in my being. An indescribable disarray and distress that I had never knew before. Or maybe I did? I didn't even remembered it.

BEEP BEEP BEEP

I heard again, although I would have preferred not to do so because of this fucking annoying noise.

BEEP BEEP BEEP

This sound entered through my ears and echoed in every corner of my brain. Why didn't it stop? Where could he have come from?

BEEP BEEP BEEP

Fuck, just make it stop! Did I really have to do everything on my own here? But for that, I had to resign myself to opening the eyes that I had kept firmly closed for... Since when? Why was I so afraid to open them? What was I afraid of?

BEEP BEEP BEEP

It was the straw that broke the camel's back. Gathering the little strength I had accumulated in my body, I struggled to open my eyes. A strong light quickly made me regret this gesture as it came to attack with violence my pupils, still far too accustomed to the darkness in which I was plunged. When I managed to fully open my eyes, fluttering weakly to get used to the light around me, I saw where I was.

It was a small white room, a large window adorned the wall to my right and I was lying on a bed. It looked like a hospital room. The question was, how the hell did I get there? As I gazed around the room I was in, the bedroom door swung open and a person stepped inside. A young girl appeared in the bedroom, wearing a white blouse and a red colored headband supporting her short, shiny pink hair. She had green eyes and very fair skin. At first, she paid no attention to me, busy putting a stack of documents on a table not far from my bed. Then, she finally turned her head in my direction. Once her emerald gaze rested on mine, her eyes widened in surprise and then fluttered her eyes, probably only to find that what she was seeing was real. When she was over her surprise, she addressed her colleague who entered the room just after her.