Her. (Naruto fanfic)

Chapter 3: THAT Mission... but not.

Warning: Self harm up ahead!!!

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     I was lying in the ground panting. Kakashi stood over me, holding a kunai to my throat.  He was panting slightly as well. He had won. By quite a bit. BUT I was able to make him use his Sharingan at one point. I guess that was an accomplishment.

     "I win." He whispered.  

     Was he mocking me? Surely not. That's when my head started to throb. It started small, but soon I was in excruciating pain and had a sudden lust for blood. Kakashi removed his kunai from my throat at the sight of my pain. I grabbed my head and let out a scream/yell. I felt my eyes change.

     "I WANT BLOOOOOOD!!!" The voice said.

     Little did I know I had said the words too. My voice wasn't mine, but raspy and devilish. I grabbed a kunai, pulled my sleeve up, and cut my arm from the bend of the elbow down to my wrist. Another scream ripped its way from my throat. Everything was going blurry. The world started to spin. Black dots spotted my blurry vision before I passed out.

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(Kakashi's POV)

     Kazui's eyes changed as she yelled. They were blue now. I noticed something else too, I could see the roots of her hair change into a pitch black color. 

    "I WANT BLOOOOOOD!!!" She screamed, her voice unlike hers.

My eyes widened. She couldn't be.....

////Time skip/////

(Kazui's POV)

     I woke up to a throbbing pain in my left arm and the white walls of a hospital. It was dark out, which meant I had slept well over 8 hours. I look at the clock resting on the nightstand beside me.

     *11:36*

 'Shit!'  I mentally yell. My work. Work started at 11:00. It was 11:36. 'I'm gonna lose my job.' This repeated in my head over and over again. I shot up out of the bed and out the window. 'I'll have to live on the streets!' I kept thinking of the worst as I got to my apartment and changed into work clothes.

     I rushed into my work building as fast as I could. I sprinted into place behind the counter and looked up at the man in front of me. He had a large cloak on, a headband covered what I assumed to be a bald head. He had two scars that were very prominent. One across his whole face, the other up his right cheek and almost to the bridge of his nose. I instantly recognized him. Ibiki Morino.

     "Can I get you anything sir?" I asked politely.

     "Just a water, please." He responded, I nodded.

     As I was getting water, I decided to ask him some stuff.

     "Ibiki Morino?" I questioned carefully.

     "How do you know?" He looked at me confused. 

     "I'm a ninja. I just don't get paid much, so I work here." I responded, setting his glass of water down before him.

     Right then, my boss walked out. Angry.  'Shit!' I mentally cursed. 'I'm gonna lose my job!' 

     "Where the hell have you been?!" He fumed.