Konoha's Priestess

True Ending:(Y/n)'s Version

(Y/n)'s POV

I lay in bed, staring at the letter Shadow had given me all those years ago. I could never seem to get the words out of my head, tear the sticker off when you're sure you've got no one. What did he mean by that? To this day, those words were still a mystery.

The alarm clock rung, signifying that it was time for me to leave. I had promised Naruto, Sasuke, Sakura and Kakashi that we'd meet up for dinner tonight; it was a Team 7 reunion. I knew I was supposed to feel excited, happy even, but I felt...nothing.

I sighed, pressing my face against my hands, not now. Go away, thoughts. I readied up and got into a simple white button up blouse and a black skirt. I absentmindedly walked down the stairs, saying goodbye to Obito, Sasori and Deidara. The three had stayed with me while Itachi moved to live with his brother.

My relationship with the three was well....weird. They had confessed to me on different occasions, sadly for them, I didn't reciprocate their feelings. Right now, I'm glad we still remained as friends. Even if the three were alright with me turning them down, I still felt a hint of awkwardness. I couldn't help it.

On my way to Ichiraku's, I spotted the four, they had already arrived. I hurried to the meeting point and apologized for being late. I quickly sat down and ordered my favorite ramen. As we waited for the food, I couldn't help but space out. I didn't pay attention to my surroundings. Even as the sound of clattering plates or laughs filled the air, I couldn't hear it, I was too absorbed in my own thoughts.

Now that I thought about it...things had been like this for the past year. I honestly felt like I didn't belong at all. The interactions with my friends felt dull and meaningless. I never found myself laughing. I only smiled in some rare occasions. It was like I was just existing for the sake of it. I was uncomfortable in my own skin.

"(Y/n)! (Y/n)!" Naruto placed a hand on my shoulder, bringing me out of my thoughts.

"Yes?" I replied, still sounding a bit dazed.

"Are you okay? You've been spacing out for the entire time, dattebayo! If you're sick, I'll send you home," he kindly offered.

"No, no, don't worry. I'm alright, I've just been a bit...out of it lately," I gave him a small closed eyed smile. "Why don't we have a ramen eating competition for old time's sake?"

"Definitely!" Naruto agreed, falling victim into my change of topic.

Kakashi had noticed this, he easily picked up on my sudden switch. He's known me for a good ten years. The silverette carefully observed me as I had a ramen eating competition with Naruto. I cheered as I won while Naruto sulked at his loss. To Kakashi, everything I did seemed so...what was it? Fake. That's the word.

He quickly shrugged this feeling off, he was probably imagining things. After the eating competition I had with Naruto, I begun to space out again. The words in the letter repeating in my mind over and over like a broken record. Maybe...maybe I should tear off the sticker.

"Hey guys," I suddenly said, catching their attention. "I think I'm going to leave Konoha for good."

The four of them were shellshocked. They couldn't find the right words to say to me. This was supposed to be a joyous night filled with laughs as the members of Team 7 celebrated, not some sad sappy goodbye. They all thought why I would say such a thing now out of all times. My timing was truly horrible.

"What...What do you mean?" Kakashi asked, his voice was barely above a whisper.

"There was this- this letter Shadow left me. He said that if I ever felt alone, out or place or felt like I had nobody in general, I should tear it. He warned that if I did, there was no turning back. I think I'll do that," I finally admitted. I had told none of them about the letter the dragon had left me.