NARRITA POV
I stayed in my room for the next few days until the weekend when I knew the funeral was going to be held.
Just because I barely stepped out of the house doesn't mean I still don't have my ways of getting village gossip witch I am very good at might I add. If your going to be a ninja your going to do it right.
I dressed my self in my regular cloths just without my green vest i put on my black cloak with a black hood then put up my hood before leaving the house because it started to rain.
'Even the heavens weep' I thought sadly looking up at the rain clouds just standing in the middle of the street alone.
(I'm writing this and it's actually raining where I am right now in San Diego)
I made my way quickly to the funeral so I wouldn't be late I stood in line with my white rose in hand waiting to pay my respects.
Once I got to the front of the line I took of my hood feeling many of the people I slightly shocked gazes because no one had seen me for a while.
I bowed my head saying my last few parting words with tears streaming down my face invisibly mixing in the rain like many others.
I took a few steps back so the next person could go and I felt two hands clasp on both my shoulders.
Me being in my venerable state of mind my reflexes took over and I went to through the people over my head thinking there was no way in hell just because grandpa had died I would go quitely.
But knowing what I was about to do my wrist was grabbed.
"Narrita relax it's just us." Said kakashi and I looked up to meet the worried faces of him and asuma.
"I'm sorry for your loss." I said turning to asuma.
"I was going to say the same thing to you." He said
'How can he hold himself up like this?' I thought shocked
But it turned my face into an unemotional expression surpriseing the both of them.
"You shouldn't be." I said turning and walking away losing them in the crowd.
I found konohomaru. And surprised him by pulling him into a hug getting down on my knees and letting him cry into my shirt.
After a little bit when he started to calm down I left to another funeral that was happening at the same time it was a more sucluded one with very few people.
The grave stone read.
Hayate gekko
I walked up to yugao and gave her a hug seeing that she finally broke down and also had tears running down her face in sadness mixing with the rain.
I payed my second white rose in front of his grave then bowing my head as the rain started to poor down so much I limited visibility and you could barely see for feet in front of you.
I didn't notice how long I was there until I looked up to see I was the last one there and I couldn't even see witch direction to go in so I ultimately got lost in the graves for about an hour before thinking to use byakugan to see through the rain and find the exit.
I ran home jumping from roof to roof on the slippery ground.
Eventually I slipped a little right before jumping and losing my footing on the ground and barely making it to the next roof by grabbing onto it and hanging there with my hands clamped doom the edge 4 story's off the ground.
The lege was slippery at the same time my grip started to slip.
First my left hand
then my right thumb.
Then my right pinky.
Then my right index.
Then my whole hand.
I screamed as I fell head first hurdleing towards the ground in the ally.
I braced for impact.
But it never came.
I opened my eyes to be in two strong arms my nose just barely grazing the ground.
I immediately stiffened and got out of my rescuers arms.
"T-Thank y-you." I said shaken up from what just happend stareing into the bear mask of a cloaked anbu.
"You should be more careful." He said
"Noted" I said letting out a breath he didn't recignize me with my hood.
He nodded and jumped away.
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The Story of a Survivor (Kakashi's daughter narrita hatake)
FanfictionNarrita hatake is the daughter of kakashi hatake a girl with a unbreakable will and a spirit of fire, she is a strong and powerful girl with many secrets and many goals one of them is to be seen for who she is not to be seen as just the kid of kakas...