"(y/n)! Are you okay?!" Ebisu asked after storming into (y/n)'s ward. She was lying on the bed, her eyes are half lidded and her breathing didn't seems so good either.
Ebisu stood beside her bed with his students, Konohamaru, Moegi and Udon who brought (y/n) here. He knew that from that look in that poor eyes, she's not going to last long.
A doctor and a nurse then came into the room. "I need to operate you to make sure your baby and you-"
"Don't worry about me...o-only my baby..." (y/n) cut off the doctor's words to replace with her's. "No painkillers needed... No anesthesia too... At least... I want to see my child..." She muttered while coughing out blood again. Her white bed is now stained with red liquids now.
"B-But-"
"Is there anything you want to tell Kakashi, (y/n)?" Now it's Ebisu's turn to cut the doctor's speech. He knew that she won't survive either. Not in this condition.
"I...will tell him...by myself...l-letter..." She said in her shaking voice, asking for more papers for her to write. She will tell Kakashi herself.
"I understand, (y/n)... T-Thank you for being my friend when we were children..." Ebisu said while handing her a few pieces of papers to her.
The weak pregnant woman just smile at him, she doesn't have any energy left to speak now. Her shaking hand is slowly writing those letters while the doctors perform the surgery on her. Fully awake, but she doesn't feel anything.
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"Congratulations, ma'am. She's a healthy girl. Thank goodness..." The nurse handed (y/n) her baby and she pulled the cute little girl in her shaky arms.
"Hello, little one... Welcome to this world, sweetie..." She said with tears cascading her beautiful face. The baby girl in her arms resembles her so much but she still inherits her father's silver locks. Her cute dark orbs like her father's and her pale skin which make her really look like a daddy's girl. Her face feature still looks so much like her mother to be exact. Her nose and lips tells it all.
The small fragile soul is sleeping soundly in her mother's arms which is slowly loosing her grip on her. She slowly put the sleeping figure beside her while lying on her right side to look at her baby.
"I wonder what will Kakashi name you later, sweetie..." She stopped and coughed really hard that blood is now staining the baby's white cloth as well.
The baby who was shocked with that cough is now awake and she cried very loud. (y/n) smiled, "Don't worry, little one... Mama is right here... I'm... I'm right here, my baby... I'm here..." She said between her sobbing.
Oh, this is so hard. Why is it so hard for her to let go of everything right now? She can't grasped them any longer now? Are these tears represent my sadness? Or happiness? My love? Regret? No, definitely not regret. But still, she really have that dream that she store in her heart. The dream to have a family along with Kakashi and now along with their baby girl.
"I see... Don't cry little one, mama is not crying because she's sad... I'm just so glad and happy, that's all... Don't worry, we will meet each other again. Mama promise and mama will always keep her promise..." She said while comforting the little figure which is now calm again. She giggled looking at her mother as she knew that woman is her mother. Of course she is. That woman is her blood.
"Honey... Before I go..." She said while looking at monitor that is showing her pulse is getting weaker and weaker. She barely can remain conscious too. "... remember to always listen to your father... don't be picky on your food...your father is a good cook, don't worry. Also, eat fruits and veggies too, milk and meats...you need them for your growth..." She stopped because of her cough again but the baby still looking at her mother with that cute eyes of her with that never ending smile on her face.
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Letters Goodbye (Kakashi x reader)
FanfictionI love you once. But you were so cold back then. But, I was so happy that you hate me. Then, I have something I need to settle with, goodbye my love. I don't want you to suffer because of me. I love you, Kakashi. One day, the fate called us forward...