Dragon Shinobi [NARUTO] [KAKASHIxOC]

The Past in the Present

Silence was music.

Words blended together in such a way that stories could be made.

Sunlight was sure to stain the air with its brilliance of golden fire, lighting up the coarse surface that contained such words.

Humans, however, always managed to screw it up.

"Elvinia..."

The timid, approaching voice snapped me from my imaginative painting of the story, causing me to scare her with a heated look.

However, she still managed to cautiously sit at the seat across from me.

I gave her an eye twitch that somehow signaled her to spit it out.

"Y-you said you never came on that mission to help us, right? W-why?" Her jade green eyes quivered in that state of bewilderment as she hugged a book to her chest.

"I thought it obvious. You people have imprisoned me here. Who are you to ask a prisoner for help?" I snapped, slamming the book I had been so peacefully reading closed.

Seeing a head snap up in my peripheral vision, I glanced up to notice Sai packing his items away and giving us a timid smile. Over the course of the last few days after we had returned, I managed to realize he had been working to polish his smile, making it less superficial and more from the soul.

He sucked at it.

"I see. So you really are cold and uncaring. I thought that may have just been a façade, but it seems I was wrong." She lowered her gaze in disappointment. I could smell the guilt trip from a mile away.

In no stretch of the imagination did I feel a shred of guilt. These were human affairs. I barely got worked up over elven affairs.

During the mission, however, I had found myself running a little too deep. I needed to back out. Under no reason would I ever help these humans. I hadn't known what I was thinking.

"That's what happens when you make assumptions. I am not the one to blame for your self-inflicted disappointment. Whatever you may have thought about me, you were utterly and ashamedly wrong. I do not assist the likes of humans if I can help it. I work for myself and myself only. So yes, I am- what curse word is it that you humans call female dogs? Bitches? That is me." Standing from the table, I made to leave the small library and find a more secluded area to finish my so called research.

Suddenly, an arm had reached out to grasp my dark navy cape.

She was a brave little human.

"What are you?" Her voice was low, her gaze distant and blank as it concentrated on the floor.

"I told you. A bitch."

"No!" She snapped, her eyes regaining their fire and focusing on my constantly changing irises. I then realized what I had done. Without Naruto to slap a hand over my mouth, I had given myself away.

What did it matter? I was too abnormal anyway.

"I meant- why you keep referring to everyone else as human this and human that- as if you're not a human yourself?" Her voice cracked, her expression crestfallen and betrayed. I huffed in amusement. Humans always had tendencies to attach themselves to my kind.

"Why don't you ask Naruto. I'm sure he knows. Or maybe even your gracious Queen!" Feeling all too fed up, I snatched my cape and proceeded down the hall, not turning to see the hurt she, no doubt, felt.

Once we had returned the other day, I was back in that awful hospital with medical humans patching me up, but even with the juice of the Fire Flower, I couldn't get that ugly mark off the crook of my neck. Everything else, however, had healed, including my arm.