The Nara/Uchiha Freak 💜 (Kankuro x Fanfic)

Rebuilding and Rekindling

Kerusha's POV

I took my time heading to Ichiraku, deep in thought as memories I don't remember being there flood back about Shisui's death, as well as Itachi and mom...I don't know what any of it means. Is it possible that Lord Third simply locked away a few of my memories? If so, it would explain why they're surfacing now that he's gone; what I don't understand is why? Why lock it all away? Why not trust me to just keep my mouth shut? I'm a ninja of this village and was Itachi's sister, Shisui's cousin and best friend. Unbelievable old man. I exhale loudly, frustrated and still fatigued from the coma. 

I wasn't, however, fatigued enough to not notice that someone was following close behind me. I drew my kunai, ready to strike whoever was following me, only to find Kakashi standing there with my wrist in his hand to avoid being stabbed with my kunai. I looked at him slightly, shocked, and changed my expression back to neutral. "What do you want, Kakashi? I'm meeting someone at Ichiraku before I head out to train." He looks at me bored, not missing the flash of a what the fuck? Look that crossed his face, he looked around before finally speaking up. "Well, we spent a lot of time together throughout the years and well, I was wondering if maybe you'd like to go on a date with me sometime?" I looked at him, a little dumbstruck.

 I at first was confused, but I do know that now isn't the best time. "I'm unsure of my answer at this moment. Can I get back to you?" I ask, not making eye contact as I look at the ground, hoping that he will understand. "Alright, I can handle that. I'll see you later Kerusha." He releases my wrist and continues on, I sigh and continue my trek to Ichiraku, slightly overthinking as my feelings for Kuro start to bubble up again. 

I shook my head as I rounded the corner to the little ramen shop, I could see Kuro already sitting at the bar. I walked in and sat next to him, putting on my best smile I could muster, I looked to the old man and ordered a miso pork ramen. "I'm not gonna hold anything against you, that doesn't mean you can make it a habit of making me look like a fool. No lies, no secrets, none of that." I say this to him seriously; I really want this to work out, I want to be with Kuro, I want to trust him. 

I focus on his expression, I don't know that he really heard me, he's sitting there with his hands folded, just staring at his hands. I nudge him lightly. "Kuro?" Nothing he doesn't budge. Well, here goes nothing. I force him to look me in the eye and I crash my lips onto his in an attempt to reel him back to reality, after a few seconds of bliss I pulled away slightly and looked into his eyes. He was looking back at me in amazement and wonder. "Now that I have your attention, I'd like to see where this goes, I just need you to promise me no more secrets or lies." I tell him bluntly yet sweetly.  He nodded slowly then I turned right as a bowl was set in front of each of us.

I pulled apart my chopsticks, thanked the old man and began chowing down. I could feel Kuro's persistent glances every so often, like he was expecting me to snap at any moment. I was in a lot of mental turmoil, that much was certain. I had memories I don't remember having popping into my mind left and right and I have no clue what it means. I do know the only person who can explain, is dead, unless my father knows something, which I do intend to find out. 

"So, I'm gonna be staying in the Leaf Village for a while, some of us Sand Ninja are helping with the rebuild and some of the missions. I'm staying in the apartment building a block over from here, you're welcome to come by anytime, I got my own room." He says this a little bashfully, looking away and stuffing food in his face. I smiled to myself as I ate more of my ramen, knowing fully well his own room was probably shared with his siblings.