Will Of Fire ~KakashixOc (Editing)

Dreams? Ch. 23

Song- Ready, Aim, Fire by Imagine Dragons.
"With our backs to the wall, the darkness will fall. We never quite thought we could lose it all. Ready, aim, fire. Ready, aim, fire. And empires fall in just one day. You close your eyes and the glory fades. Ready, aim, fire. Ready, aim, fire away. Off in the distance, there is resistance bubbling up and festering. Hey, Mr. Motion, make me a potion. Shake it all up with your mystery. How come I've never seen your face 'round here? I know every single face 'round here. A man on a mission, changing the vision. I was never welcome here."

Himiko's pov.

When I woke up, I could tell I wasn't actually awake. A major give away was that I was no longer in my apartment. I was standing in the middle of an empty hall, full of doors. I look down, seeing me wearing what I wore before I fell asleep. My feet were bare, paler in contrast to the dark wooden floors. I walk forward, looking around. I couldn't hear anything, the floorboards didn't even creak. I clear my throat, effectively making a noise. Just that small sound was loud compared to the endless silence. I walk to a door closest to me. It was made of some sort of raw wood, still covered in bark. It wasn't shaped in any specific way and the door knob was missing. I rest my hand on it, pushing it open. I peek my head inside, seeing a deep forest. The sun was shining and I blink to adjust to the change in lighting. I couldn't see anything of mind blowing interest, so I closed the door and turned to the next one. The next one was dark, an ebony type of wood. The door knob was a deep black crystal, blue flakes flickering inside. I run my finger along the knob. Something about it felt sad. No, not sad... Heart wrenching, like... like someone died. I take a deep breath, turning the knob. I push the door open, stepping inside. It was dark, nighttime. I hear yelling in the distance, so I take another step. I see an unfamiliar scene in front of me, but with familar people. Kakashi and Rin. Kirigakure nin were there as well. I could barely hear what they were saying, like a whisper in the wind.

"Give us the girl or what we did to the other one will happen to you as well." I blink, anger rising in my throat. They threatened that to Kakashi?! My eyes land on a body on the ground. It was me, collapsed on the forest floor. My chest didn't move a centimeter and neither did the rest of my body. Blood poured from the wound on my head, staining the dirt crimson.
"Her death could have been avoided if you would have just left this girl to me. You are selfish, shinobi. You couldn't save you teammate without losing the other. Now look at you, you're going to wind up losing both... I've always wondered what it felt to be truly alone. Hm, maybe next time don't put yourself in these situations. This would have been avoided if you weren't selfish."
My heart sinks as I watch Kakashi take in his words. His face falls, eyes flickering to my body on the ground with tears shining in his eyes. I want to yell in protest, but my voice won't work. The words were forming in my throat, but they left silently.
It all fast forwards from there. I see Kakashi using Chidori and Rin jumping in front of it. I watch as Kakashi's Sharingan evolved into Mangekyō and he passed out. This is the strangest dream I've had yet. I shouldn't even know how this happened, exactly how this happened. I have only ever heard the story. I was unconscious, under a jutsu... There is no way I made this up... I freeze, hearing running in the distance. The world explodes into a sea of blood and in a blink, all of the Kiri nin were dead. It was some sort of wood release... I watch in shock as a man runs at me. Their footsteps were heavy, but they moved quickly. I tense up, but I feel their body move past mine. I turn around and see them drop on the ground next to my "dead" body. They cradled me in their arms, pulling close to them. I took a step closer, not recognizing who this person was. It was a male, broadening shoulders and dark hair that mixed into the shadows of the night. He seemed younger, around my age. I could hear him crying, calling out for me. Their voice was muddled to a point I didn't recognize it either, but the familiarity was a knife to my side. Something about the emotion in his voice was an exact replica of what I had felt when I touched the door knob. I walk closer, standing beside the boy now. His voice was still unclear and his face was covered in shadow. I move in front of him, kneeling down. The only thing that stood between us was my "dead" body. He was crying hard, tears dripping onto my "body's" face. He tilted my face up, presses his lips against mine gently. When he looks up, I could see his face. I suck in a quick breath, reaching out to touch him. The scars on his face matched my previous dream, each curve was exactly the same as before, and his eye was evolved into the Mangekyō Sharingan. I remember him saying something about how his eyes evolved... Something to do with trama and heartbreak. He thinks I'm dead... My fingers brush against his scars, barely able to feel him.
"...Obito..." I whisper, tears starting to fill my eyes. I quickly blink, clearing my vision. Obito glanced around, as if he'd heard something, as if he'd heard me. His eyes land back on my "dead" body and he embraces me on last time. He whispers something in my ear, too soft for me to hear it. But I could read his lips.
"I love you, Himi. Always." He had whispered, setting my body softly on the ground. His fingers brush away the hair from my forehead, gently taming it. His hand picks up mine and I watch as he slides the my ring off of my finger. He kisses my hand and carefully places it back on the ground. Then I watch as he pockets the ring and walks away, stepping over Kakashi's unconscious body. I want to run after him, but my feet stay rooted in the ground...
"This... This can't be real." I say to myself, shaking my head. "But what are the chances I made this up? My ring went missing somewhere along this time and I never took it off... What if this is real? What if Obito is actually alive? If he is, then he thinks that I'm dead and I think that he's dead." I sigh, shaking my head. "I know he is dead. I made this all up. Dad's right. Orochimaru... Orochimaru is wrong. My eyes aren't evolving. I'm just having weird dreams.... Yeah, this is just me trying to stay stuck in the past. This is just my anxiety doing this. Uh-huh, I made this up. All I have to do it wake up."