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I can't take this anymore. I want it all to end. I've wasted half of my life, my love on someone who doesn't even love me back the same way. Everything I've ever done was for him, but he chose her instead.
Standing on the edge of the Hokage mountain, my feet on my uncle's nose (the second Hokage), I took in a deep breath. I was ready for all this mental torture to end. I inched my feet closer to the end, only half of my feet on the earth.
My mind went back to all those precious memories with him. From the day we first met to now. I miss what we had. I miss how our relationship was, and it's just crumbling to pieces. I've gone through enough pain, I don't want to go through anymore.
I stared up at the night, starry sky. It reminds me of the time we first kissed. How I hated him so much after he told me that before it was all a bet. How he tried to gain my trust back. To our first time one year ago.
Minato Namikaze, you are the most treasured person to me, and I'm sorry for hurting you so much. I've hurt you in ways that even I can't explain. I'm sorry for freezing Kushina, the one you truly loved. She's the one you want to marry. I can never compare to that woman. And with these final thoughts, I just wanted to say that I love you with all my heart. Ever since you first accepted this eye, I have loved you. I will always cherish these amazing moments with you. But now it's time to say goodbye.
"I'm sorry, Minato."
And with that, I pushed myself off. Flashes of my favorite memories with him went through my mind as I flew in the air. A tear fell down my cheek as I remembered those fun times. A smile appeared on my lips, closing my eyes. I'm ready to die.
My body hit something hard. How come I'm not dead yet? What happened? I gradually opened my eyes, looking at the scene surrounding me. Then, I looked up.
"Why?" I muttered, tears now streaming from my eyes like waterworks. I escaped from his grasp, my feet landing on the ground. I was beyond angry. "Why did you save me?!"
Even tears fell from his eyes. He knew that I was depressed. He knew that I wanted to die. He knew it was because of him.
"Minato Namikaze, answer me!" I shouted.
"Because, I love you," he said softly. I just shook my head at him in response. I turned around, my back now facing him. "Hayate," he started. Suddenly, I felt him grab my arm, spin me around, and kiss me. I pushed him away, wiping my lips.
"Minato, stop. I know you don't love me that way. Drop the act already."
"Fine. If you're going to die, then at least let me do it," he said, taking a kunai from his pouch. I widened my eyes at him. He wouldn't actually do that, would he? But, I nodded my head in agreement.
He brought the blade to my stomach, lightly pressing on it. He looked from the knife to me. I nodded my head vigorously; I'm ready to die. The both of us inhaled a deep breath. If I was going to die, I'd rather it be by someone I loved.
I could imagine how heaven was like. Peaceful, no more suffering. The most perfect place to be. Nowhere else could compare to it.
"I love you, Hayate," he whispered, pressing the blade deeper into my skin, now drawing blood. I could feel his hand quivering. He was scared. I know that he doesn't want to lose me. I was his first friend and vice versa.
"I'm sorry, I can't do this," he admitted, along with the clinging sound of the knife hitting the ground. "I can't kill the girl I love."
"I'm not the one you love, Minato. I'm too messed up in the mind for anyone to love me."
"Then explain why we made love even when I knew that," he exclaimed. I could tell that he was getting frustrated with me, but this is how I truly feel.
"I don't know!" I hollered, raising my arms up in the air. He walked towards me, grabbing my shoulders.
"Because I love you like no one else. I love you more than my parents, more than the rest of my friends. You are the only woman I will ever love like this. I don't like you as a friend or sister, I like you as a wife of girlfriend. Please, Hayate, don't give up so easily."
I can't say that I was moved by his words, but I did understand. I placed my forehead on his shoulder, allowing more tears to spill onto his shirt. His hand rubbed small circles in the small of my back in an attempt to console me. I appreciate him for doing this, saying those words. But just saying that isn't going to convince me easily. I'm not thinking about doing what we did last year, but to do something like what we did on my twelfth birthday.
"Minato," I started. He pushed my shoulder so that I could look at him, but I glared at the ground instead. "I'm sorry." He just stared at me with a confused look.
I picked up the kunai, instantly stabbing my stomach. I pushed it all the way through into or near a vital organ. The minute I fell to the ground, he was there, trying to do something to help me. Shakily, my hand moved to touch his cheek.
"Please, Minato. You'll see me soon."
And with that, my body started becoming numb. He's already left my side to get some help. As my vision was becoming blurrier, I stared up at the night sky. A small smile shadowed my now chapped lips. I've lost all feeling to my body. Now, it was time for the rest of my senses to go.
"Sayonara Memorī," was the last thing I said before I entered the white light.
A/N
I know, I know! You guys hate me for having to end this chapter this way. There's one more real chapter then an epilogue left which will have Minato's POV.
So, before I sign off, I ask that you please get the word out about this story. If you like it enough, you'll share, vote, and comment.
Until the last section!
~Brooke ✌🏻
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Sayonara Memorī (Minato Namikaze Fanfiction)
Fanfic"Love is the sweetest and slowest form of suicide." Hayate Satoh, the woman who has loved him more than half of her life. She has tried and tried again to make him happy. But in the end, she was unhappy. Minato was always there for her, through th...
