When The Sun Shines (A Reika Namikaze Story) Book 1

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Memory begin

I was sitting over the edge of the hospital bed with my legs dangling reading the edition of Naruto manga series while the doctors did their tests.

I brought my elbow to my mouth as a wet cough came up. The doctors head snapped to mine as he brought his hands to my throat and gently touched.

"Does it hurt when you cough?"

I nodded my head as another cough comes out. His face scrunches in confusion before he takes his hands off and grabs a tissue from the counter behind him. "Okay, when you cough next-"

I was already coughing and he brings the tissue to my mouth where some blood comes up, but not a lot. Afterwards, he carefully tucked it into a testing tube.

Memory end

"Reika come in the living room." I heard daddy say. I was standing in the mirror looking at myself. My golden hair I keep in a ponytail and my bangs frame my flawless face. I have no whisker marks at all. My eyes are the same blue as my dad. I brought my hand to my forehead, bringing my bangs out of my face, my face kind of looks like how Kakashi's face does, well should. Just without the beauty mark.

It is a mystery.

My clothes consists of my black sleeveless hoodie over my white muscle shirt and loose black jeans. Today is the day I start at the academy. To say I'm nervous is an understatement.

I walk out my bathroom and out my bedroom which is full of books on anything I could get my hands on about chakra and other ninja necessities. They basically line the walls.

I head to the living room to see mom standing at the end of the hall with a slightly angry face and I was quick to apologize saying that I didn't want to embarrass myself as I have never had friends my age. She sighed and let it slide.

"You should be alright, ya know." She stated.

"She's right, you know." Daddy stated with a smile.

I smirked. "When is she ever wrong?" I spoke with confidence causing the guest to chuckle.

I dropped my smirk to see an old man with the Hokage hat on and a pipe in his mouth and I said the first thing that came to mind.

"Ya shouldn't smoke, you'll give someone lung cancer." I'm a baka. But, I couldn't stop myself. Those memories just came back. I don't want to relive those days.

Memory begin

I was sitting in my bed listening to the thunder clap holding my pillow coughing into it. Lightning strikes causing me to flinch which causes a pain in my chest.

I grab the side remote and press the red button for emergencies. It buzzes and the pain gets worse.

"Ahhh!" I grab my chest while another cough fit hits. This time however, I began to vomit blood.

The same fear from when daddy broke the bathroom door down cigarette hanging from mouth. The thought of him caused me to begin to wheeze and tears to fall.

The door slams open and I scream falling out the bed yelling, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to anger you!" Another coughing fit.

"Emilio, you're not in trouble." I remember being put on a bed and something pinching my arm before a mask was put on my face and everything went dark.

Memory end

The entire room got quiet. Awkward kind of quiet. Like a needle could drop and it would be all that is heard kind of quiet. My dad face palmed. My mom just sighed used to my blunt yet riddled choice of words.