Chapitre 6: 005: First friend outside the clan.
Sora woke up early in the morning, It's weird how can habits change when you don't have access to a cellphone or a computer.
He looked at a corner, and wished Senbon-san good morning.
«Good morning!» said sora
Senbonzakura did not sleep, he just meditated to "rest". A weird characteristic of being a zanpakoutou, maybe.
«Good morning» said the masked warrior.
Just like in the anime, he had a mask that he never putted down.
«How come you always wear a mask? and, can I see your face?» asked sora curiosly.
«Because I want to wear it. And no» replied stoicly Senbonzakura.
«Worth the shot» said sora unapollogectically
«Today I will be visiting the village whitout mom. Dad will probably send someone to protect me, so I think I am safe» told sora about his day
«I need to buy some fruits and vegetables, and get to know the market prices. I also want to haggle, It's been a while since the last time I did» Said sora, remembering a happy memory, or a sad memory full of poverty. At least he had some fun with it
«Mhhh» Senbonsakura noded his head and grunted. It his his way of comunicating.
At least for Sora, It was easy to read senbonsan.
«See you later senbonsan»
Senobonzakura, as always, only nodded.
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Konoha Village
Market
The market was full of people. It makes sense when everyone is searching for the best quality and price.
It was loud, packed, and noisy, but it was the daily life of a lot of people.
«We are here Senbonsan!»
«Mmhhh» grunted senbonzakura.
«I will go and buy some potatos. I want to make some french fries!»said sora.
Senbonzakura recognized the term French. It meant that it comes from france, a country in europe.
While karakura town has the largest reishi concentration, it is not the only responsability for the shinigami.
While senbonzakura was thinking, sora aproached a vending stall. It was full of fresh fruits and vegetables.
«Mister! How much is a Kg of potatos?» asked the cheerful sora.
«That will be 50 ryo little one» said the scammer, I mean, the shopowner.
He always liked to scam little kids. It was quick cash with no repercutions whatsoever.
«Mister... I do not have so much money.» Sora used feel sorry.
It was not effective.
«If you do not have money, get the hell out of her» told an angry shopkeeper.
He was used to deal with those rats with not money.
At that moment, sora heard a voice.
«He is a bad man. Tell him that you are going to tell his wife about the affair. He will give you whatever you ask him» Said a little girl.
She had the same height as sora, with red hair and green eyes. She had an unkempt little dress, with some hollow spots and a little dirty.
Sora paid attention to the stranger's advice.
«My man, if you don't want your wife to get to know that you are having a sidechick, you should know what to do»
Said sora, with a thick gangster accent.
«YOU!!!» the shopkeeper was fuming. His wife would kill him if she knew.
Reason took over him and he said in the worst way.
«Fine you little rat, what do you want»
«I want 2 kg of potatos, 2kg of onions and 2 kg of carrots.» Said sora. Let us scam the scamer.
He was quite surprised about the shopkeeper attitude. In this situations, adults tend to use phisycal violence.
The owner putted the order in a bag and gave it to sora.
«Thank you old man, just a quick question, why didn't you try to punch me?» asked sora.
The stall owner answered with a sneer.
«There is a lot of people here. Just don't let me catch you, you little sh@t»
'It makes sense' thought sora.
«Bye old man, thank you for the free stuff, I will enjoy it» provoked sora.
He usually had a good temper, but well, he wanted to take advantage of his childlike body.
The owner was about to yell, but he stopped abrutly. He saw the emblem on the back of the kid.
«Uchiha...» remembered the owner. That group of madmans that are part of the police.
A troublesome bunch.
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Sora walked alone with his prize.
«You can come out» said, to no one in particular.
...
«I can go and look for you» said to a dark corner.
A little red haired girl came out.
«How did you find me?» asked the red head.
«Magic!» said sora. It was not magic, just that the girl was horrible at hiding.
«What is that?» asked curiosly.
'Right, here magic does not exist.'
«It does not matter. Anyways, thank you for helping me out back there. I am sora, What is your name?» said sora.
«Wow sora, you are super cool. I always play with my mom and she never finds me.
I... don't remember my name»
said the redhead with a pinch of guilt.
«Well, it doesn't matter. Here, half of the treasure.» sora said, dividing the vegetables.
«No, thank you. It was my pleasure to help you. In fact, at least, someone paid me attention. I always tell the same to the other kids, but they ignore me.» Said the girl, with a sad face. Tears where trying to get out of her eyes
Sora realized the lonliness of the girl. So, he tried to cheer her up.
«So, do you want to play ninja with me?» asked sora. It was a simple game of catch but adapted to the ninja world.
The little girl opened her eyes wide.
«Really? Would you play with me?» asked the little girl
«Of course! Let's go to the playground!. Last to get there is a rotten egg» and sora runed.
«Wait for meeee!!!» said the little girl. Trying to catch up with the little trickster who took advantage of her reaction.
When they were gone, some villagers where looking to the place where the did was talking.
«What a weird kid» said a villager, and the rest of the people nodded.
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Playing on the playground was a novel experience. You never apreciate what you have until you lose it.
Just like childhood, playing healed sora's soul.
The kids played from morning until lunch
Thankfully Mikoto passed for the playground leaving Sora's bento for lunch.
It was a weird view, but the perspiration stains betrayed her son's fun. After leaving, Mikoto reminded sora:
«Don't come back late» said a serious mikoto
«Yes mom» said sora.
After Mikoto left, the little redhead said:
«Your mom is beatiful. Just like my mom was»
«Yes she is, let's keep playing. Mom allowed me more time to have fun. After this I can leave you in your house» said sora.
«okey!. I know where to go!»
And the children kept playing until the last hours of the afternoon.
«Take me to your house. I will leave you there» Said sora.
The girl nodded and took the lead. They kept walking until they spotted a little hill. It was well maintained and clean.
«Do you leave at the top of the hill?» asked a curious sora.
«Nope, but mom likes to be there.»
They where getting to the top of the hill and the girl stopped.
With tears running out of her pretty eyes and a big smile.
«Sora, thank you. It was the best day of my life. People ignore me but, thanks to you, I am finally in peace. I just wanted to play one last time. »
She aproached sora and gave him a kiss on his cheeks. Then, she ran away.
Sora, shocked, followed her. She went behind a tree. Sora got there but she was gone.
In her place was an old grave, with the marks of time showing how old it was.
Beside the tomb, was a hunched woman cleaning the tomb. On her old face, it showed similarities with the little redhead.
«No, no, no, It can't be true» said sora. Shocked about the revelation.
«Are you alright son?» asked the old woman. She could see tears running out of his eyes.
Maybe an orphan realizing the true.
«I... I.. just.» sora tried to process everything.
«I just wanted to know lady, whose grave is this? » said a sad sora.
The women smiled. It is been a while since someone asked her that.
«Here are the remains of my little daughter. She died on her sleep when she was little, a weird disease plagued her.
At that time, Tsunade-sama tried to save her, but it was futile. With her information, she could develop a cure to save the rest of the kids on the village. She is my little hero» said the old woman
Time heals everything, and while she was old, she moved on with her life. Of course, she always takes some time to clean her little daughter's grave.
Sora aproached the tomb and read:
Here are the remains of a brave hero, Sayuri Uzumaki.
Sora shed the last tears.
«Miss, Can I help you clean her tomb?» asked sora.
One of his first friends was actually dead. At least, it seems that her soul passed on. She was a little child amd only wanted to play, one last time.
«Sure young man, sure» answered the old lady.
And the Sora helped the old lady while listening to her daughter´s stories until dusk.
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A/N So, did you expect it? I tried to leave some clues before. Sorry for the wait, but, just like I wrote in the summary, I write this for me. So that, someday, when I forget this story, I can read it as a reader and not as an author.
This is not mtled, this is my original story (or tries to be). English is not my first language, so that is why I may commit mistakes.
(part of the reasons to write this fanfic, was to get better at my writing).
Thank you for you good wishes and until next time ( I do not know when that will be) Have a nice day!
Que tengan un lindo dia mis bellas criaturitas del señor.
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