House of Memories

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Your POV

"Although I wouldn't say it's as clean as before. Last time I went in there was three months ago."

We then entered what was still my house. He assigned my friends a room and then helped me unpack in my room.

The place wasn't as bad as I thought it would be for a couple of a three months visit from Kakashi. It was like he was still keeping it clean...

"Ne, Kakashi," I call and he turns with a "hm?"

"Three months only? Why would you go back all these years? You don't really have a place to stay, huh?" I joke.

"Nah, that's not why," he chuckles nervously, "you see, everyday, ever since you disappeared, I always went back, checking if you came back.

"I always...hoped you came back, so I even cleaned and..." he crossed with one of my old stuffed toys and dusted it off, staring into it happily, "...even still did what you ordered me to do with your things."

He then handed it to me, and I take it with eyes watering, "No Name..."

Just then, everything turns a weird yellowish brownish color like in old camera film.

The first time I laid eyes on No Name was when I saw my bullies kicking and beating up the toy. It was badly...hurt.

Just like I was, and needed someone to care for it...like Kakashi Sensei took care of me.

After they were gone, I had taken it. The toy was literally blank and had no expression. It was beige and had two stitched eyes in a form of X's; no mouth, no hair, no clothes, no nothing as of there was no personality to it.

"I think I will call you...No Name." I smiled.

I had then fixed it back up and held it out in front of me. It wasn't my best work, but hey, everyone has scars even when they're fixed.

I had stared at it for a while before hugging it. "Don't worry, you'll be loved." I had said to it. "And I promise that."

Kakashi didn't really care nor mind until he started noticing I was still carrying it with me when I was twelve.

It was after training; I was sitting on the grass, staring at No Name who was siting in front of me while Kakashi was on my right, sitting on somewhat a high branch.

"You really still like that toy?" He had asked, curious. "You haven't outgrown it yet?"

I shake my head with a smile. "I never will."

"You know it's just a toy. I can get you a better one too." He says.

"Iie," I shake my head again and look at Kakashi, "when I first saw it all beaten up and junk, it reminded me of myself from before.

And I wanted to save No Name, just like how you saved me. And I'm willing to give it love like you are doing to me.

It reminds me of us, Kakashi Sensei. And when you're not around, this reminds me of my will to live now, because I must now tell No Name it also has a will to live."

Kakashi looked at me with a sympathetic smile. "Oh, and Kakashi Sensei, promise me..." I suddenly stared with a dead face at No Name.

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