Someone you loved

Chapter 2

Hey my lovely readers,

So, I know I said I'd update on specific days but then I realised that it feels stupid sitting on finished chapters without publishing them and that it sort of takes out the fun of writing. 

Instead, I'll simply update everything I have by now in the next couple of days and after that updates will be depending on much time I have.

Also, this story is a fanfiction and obviously not entirely like canon. So if things don't add up then that's because I've changed them.

I'd really appreciate it if you could leave a vote or comment and give me constructive critiscm. English is not my first language so if there are some mistakes, please, bear with it.

Bleeding Heart is not my fist story, so if you're curious you should check out Atonement and its sequel Salvation.

Anyway, I won't hold you up any longer, so enjoy the next chapter.

Love, Stella xx

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True to her word, Chiasa didn't sleep that night, nor did she deactivate her sharingan for even the fraction of a second - despite knowing the consequences. It wasn't just the fact that another shinobi was in the same house as her little brother, but she was also kept awake by her own worries.

She wasn't sure how she'd handle being back in Konoha after being gone for so long.

The village wouldn't be her village anymore, not without Itachi, not without her Kaa-san and Tou-san, not without her clan.

She didn't know, if she could handle seeing ghosts on every corner, only to realize that they were all truly gone. That they were not more than a figment of her memory. But she had to stay strong for Sasuke, she couldn't break before fixing their family. The promise she had given Itachi on that fateful night and the knowledge that Sasuke needed her, were the only things keeping her alive. They kept her strong and had always been her pillar when everything came crashing down. And that was the reason she wouldn't allow herself to break, to shatter into pieces. As long as she had those pillars, she'd fight to her last breath.

The lack of sleep had also allowed her to survey their guest closer, at least for a little while. The man had slept restless for a handful of hours before waking with a silent scream and Chiasa realized that they were quite similar.

Hatake Kakashi was like her: unable to forget, unable to forgive himself, unable to breathe freely.

However, he wore guilt and regret like a second skin, greeting it like an old friend with open arms. Whereas she went through her days trying not to think about her loss lest her grief incapacitate her, but that just meant that every time it came up it hurt like new.

Chiasa didn't comment when Kakashi spent the rest of the night wide awake, sometimes glancing at her, but other than that keeping quiet.

When the firsts rays of dawn broke through the night sky, painting Uzushio into a magical light, Chiasa stood up, stretching herself.

Red eyes glanced at Kakashi as she said: "We'll be ready to go in an hour, Hatake. I hope you don't mind having some ration bars as breakfast. Food is scarce in Uzushio and I couldn't go hunting last night."

"It's not a problem, Chiasa. Do you need any help?" Kakashi asked politely, but Chiasa just shook her head.

"Just stay where you are," she muttered before leaving to wake up her brother and pack their stuff together.

It didn't take long for Chiasa to seal the few things they had, into the storage seal on her wrist, after waking Sasuke, and when she returned, she found her little brother glaring at their guest whilst munching on a tomato.