The Missing Pieces(A Naruto Reader Insert)

Arrested

Silence. It’s perhaps one of the things that this place lacks along with other things, but what the most would desire is a moment of pure silence. Every day, there’s not a single moment of piece, there’s always the hurried steps, the screams, and agonizing groans of pain. There have been times where sobbing and even crying took place, most of the time when the dead were brought back. Other times were when the Shinobi/ Kunoichi simply snapped and broke into crying. It was and is understandable that people just need a moment of silence, a moment where they can cry. War brings destruction and pain. Have you cried? No. It’s painful watching so many dead but even if you want to cry, you can’t. Perhaps it doesn’t seem reasonable but it is, you need to look strong, no, to stay strong for those who can’t.

As you lay wide away on your bed, you don’t feel like standing up just yet. It’s early in the morning but your consciousness returned maybe two hours earlier than you usually wake up. Your parents. You’re not going to lie, you haven’t thought about them since you arrived to the camp. Since the moment, you arrived your mind has been occupied by many things, it is surprising that with all you had in your head you were still able to fall asleep, but that was because of the exhaustion. What are they doing now? Do they as themselves about your whereabouts? Of what could possibly happen to you? Smiling sadly, your heart clenched in pain as it already knew the answer. Probably not, they made it so clear about not wanting to know about you. You understood and still understand but that does not erase the fact that you need them. You haven’t experienced much of their affection since you were taken by Orochimaru.

Turning to your right side, you glance at the exit of the small tent. You can still hear the familiar noises coming from outside. It’s morning, you should at least hear the chirping of birds, something, but there’s nothing but talking, groans and screaming. You’re tired, and your guess is, so is everyone else. All this time fighting and yet, no progress has been made.

A pair of feet sounded from just around the corner, your eyes still remained on the exit of the tent where soon a pair of feet appeared. That amused smile made it’s way to your lips knowing the person’s chakra. Goro. “I’m awake.” You assure him as he paused hesitant about entering. Taking a long breath, you raise your body to take a seat rather than just lay there. Your fingers made their way through your way to get rid of some locks of blocking your view.

Goro’s eyes stretch slightly as he offers a smile of his own. Once he takes a few more steps inside, you can see that he is holding a bowl and a cup. “Did I wake you?” Finally he asked stopping just a few steps away from you. You mere shake your head. “Good. I brought you something to eat since I heard that you didn’t eat anything last night.” As he stretched his arms forward, he offered the contents occupying his hands.

“Thanks.” You’re too hungry to refuse any food so you take the rise and the water. “Did you eat already?” As you start to eat the rise you ask.

“Yeah, I just finished.” Those green orbs of his watched you careful. “It has been so long since I saw you, I missed you.”

You stop mid action as you offer your gaze to him. Yes, yes it has been so long. At first, he fought but eventually his skills were used to either send messages faster. “It has.” What else can you say? That you missed him? Your mind has always been occupied to even thing about anything other than help the wounded, or fighting.

Goro noticed your troubled expression so he took a few steps forward. Once you looked away from him, he decided to close the distance at enveloped you in his strong arms. “Don’t worry, it’s not your fault.” By now you stopped eating, and yet you felt as if your energy has been drained from your entire being. “You’re tired.” The comment doesn’t affect you, he knows you, of course he would notice. His arms move away from your body, and you frown slightly, his warmth was welcoming. Instead, he kneels down to stay at the same level, he then proceeded to place his palm of his hand on your cheek. There’s a tender and warm gaze that is only for you. “Damn. I’m so ready to take you with me away from here but no matter what I do, you won’t leave.”