still love me tomorrow | kakashi x oc

How it all began

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18 years ago...

Akira was trembling at the center of her clan's district, large red flames were blurry in her sight as her eyes were too wet from her tears. She was seven years old and already witnessing war right in front of her. Her older playmates, brothers, and sisters... all dying left and right and there was nothing she could do. She was frozen in her spot, unable to move. Not because a paralyzing jutsu was cast on her but simply because she had no idea what to do. She was terrified - traumatized. It was only a few days ago when her acting uncle had started to teach her the techniques of the visual power she had possessed, so, what could she do? A child like her with no battle experience could do nothing. She wasn't used to wars because, in all seven years of her life, her clan members made sure she was free from the danger of possessing the visual power of her clan. Moving from her spot meant suicide for her because who knows? She might be the next to die and the last thing she wanted was for her to see her life flash before her eyes.

"Akira!" Just before a kunai was to hit her behind, a co-clan member of hers ran to her, turned her around, and embraced her, taking the hit on his own back. He yelled in pain, the kunai dug deep into his flesh. He was sure that if he didn't find a medical ninja to treat his injury as soon as possible, it would affect his entire body negatively. He might not be able to walk properly anymore but it was okay. Not because he was sure all medical ninja around were dead, but because at least, he saved Akira, the future of their clan, therefore, it was okay if he would be immobile. It was okay.

"Y-yoshihiro... ?" Her voice stuttered in shock as she looked at the face of the man who embraced her. His forehead and lips were in deep red color because of the blood that was coming out of him.

The male didn't reply, as he didn't have time to, and just wrapped his arm on her legs, lifting her to his shoulders, carefully standing up. His back was killing him and the weight of the girl he was carrying had hurt him even more, but he endured it. He had to escape quickly, now while he and Akira are still alive. Two clan members took notice of Yoshihiro and signaled for him to keep going - to go quickly and run away, assuring him that they would cover for him. Yoshihiro felt guilty that he was leaving his clanmates to die but he had to. So, with a heavy heart, he quickly ran to his right where the nearest exit was, gripping the girl he had on his shoulder who was now screaming in agony, realization had finally hit her that her entire family was dead.

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Akira heard beeping sounds by the side of her head, and it woke her up. Slowly, she opened her eyes and it took time for her to adjust to the light that was greeting her orbs. Fluttering her lids a few more times, she looks around the area and quickly realizes that she is in a hospital room. Confusion filled her mind as she thought, What happened? Where am I?

She presses her arms on the bed as support so she could sit up. There were no needles poking her skin, it was only bandages that covered her body. Fortunately, all she had were minor injuries so her body didn't hurt that much. Before she could lean on the bed frame, a male voice said, "You're awake." She raised her gaze and was met with an old man who wore red and white clothing. He was smiling softly at her, "How are you feeling, child?"

She didn't answer.

A few seconds of silence circled around the room before the man broke it once more, "What's your name, little girl?"

She stared at him, unsure if she should trust him. For all she knew, he could be one of those ninjas who attacked her clan district. Suddenly, her uneasiness came back to her as she was reminded of what had happened. She no longer had a family, no home to come back to. Everyone was dead now, except "Y-Yoshihiro...! Where did you take Yoshihiro!" Not sure whether it was fear or anger she pulled that energy from, but either way, she shouted at him.