Panic instantly took over me when I fell in the water. I've gone through this two times already and I'd rather not go through it a third time.
But the fear of drowning just won't leave me alone. Every time I look at water I think about it filling up my lungs and stopping me from breathing air. And on top of that, I have tiny hole in my hand and a slit wrist.
My limbs are flailing around aimlessly and my blood leeks from my wound in the water. My face is in so much pain. I feel tired, and weak, and hopeless. I'm almost ready to just stop holding my breath and just let the water take me away.
But I would be leaving so much behind.
I already left my entire family behind when I died. And now that I'm here, I've become attached to the new people I've met. Izumo, who brought me to Konoha in the first place. Aiko, who became a motherly figure to me. Akari, who welcomed me into the village with open arms. The Hokage, who let me stay in the village so I could have a new place to call home. Kakashi sensei, who kept my secret and didn't treat me differently when he found out what I was. And my teammates, who are slowly but surely starting to treat me as an actual friend. And I can't forget my loyal blue-bird Buddy.
I used to feel so lonely when I came here. I thought I had no one for a long time. But there are new people in my life who would be sad if I were gone.
Instead of panicking, I relax and focus on getting back to the surface. Swimming was my hobby, so I shouldn't just drown here and act like I don't know how to swim. I swam upwards as quickly as I could because I was about to lose the little air I had left.
I gasped for air when my head poked out of the water. My eyes were burning from opening my eyes in the water. Regardless of the pain, I focused my blurred eyes on one of the columns of the bridge and swam towards it. When I finally reached it, I grasped it with all the strength I had.
For a few minutes, I thought about how I would get to the bridge. I finally came up with the idea to try to use my ninja headband as support to get to the top. The fabric of my headband was quite long, so I would wrap it around the column, grasp the ends of it with both of my hands, and use it to pull myself up the column. You know, like in Mulan.
I untied my headband from my forehead and threw it around the column. My hand couldn't catch the other end. I tried it again but still failed. Okay, third time's a charm.
I tried the same thing again and I was able to grab the fabric from my fingers this time. I carefully grabbed the fabric with my entire hand. I slid the headband up a little bit and pulled myself with it. Pain rushed through both of my arms after doing so. I somehow forgot about the wounds I got after my fight with Haku. Getting back up to the bridge will be more of a challenge than I thought.
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After what felt like a never ending struggle of trying to get to the bridge, I finally made it to the surface. Blood ran down my arms from the wounds I got before. I grabbed on bar of the railing and used my other hand to put my headband on the ground.
While holding myself up I see two lifeless bodies on the ground. One is the boy I fought earlier, Haku, and one is my own teammate, Sasuke, with Sakura crying over his body. I almost fall from the shock but I quickly caught myself.
Naruto looks quite upset and is yelling something at Zabuza, who's seems unbothered by his dead companion. Kakashi sensei looks hurt himself. There's a large crowd at the end of the bridge, who look like a bunch of thugs or something. They must be Gato and his army.
I tried pulling myself up, but my arms still hurt and I used all my strength to get up here. "Hey," I call out. "I need some help over here." I caught the attention of everyone on the bridge. Naruto and Sakura gasp in shock. Kakashi sensei ran towards me and grabbed my arms and pulled me up.
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Iris [Naruto Fanfiction]
FanfictionIris was happy. She had a lot of friends, a happy family. Everything a 12-year old girl would want. Her favorite hobbies included swimming. But sadly, that particular hobby led to her death. She was drowned. By someone she trusted. She woke up in a...