Mistake - A Naruto Fan-Fiction 26 "Nightmare"

The child's words piqued the Yamanaka's clan head's interest. "What do you mean?" Inoichi asked, eyes slowly shifting at the gruesome sight in front: Orion's nightmare.

"It's none of your business. I could've handled this on my own, but you decided to intervene. I was waiting for a chance to know more about… 'this', but since you're now here, it seems like Orion can't take much of this anymore." The white-haired child casually waved a few signs and…

"What the—" Inoichi was beyond bewildered when the child seemingly sucked in the sight in front with his eyes, a roll of film appearing in the said child's hands right after.

What was left of the sight is an unconscious Orion, the one Inoichi probably knows. He was about to approach the child, only to get pulled back by the other Orion with a displeased look.

"I've already removed that… 'nightmare' off of his memory. It's best if you actually don't speak of this as well." The child was about to hover his hand over Inoichi's face as he float up towards him but stopped as soon as the Yamanaka waved his hands.

"W-Wait!" Inoichi's voice crack, but it doesn't matter, "Why do I have no permission to know of what happened? I want to save this child yet you're preventing me to—"

The golden-eyed Orion shrugged and proceeded to wave his hand over the Yamanaka's face, "It's best if you stay away from… 'heavenly… affairs'."

With that, Inoichi's back to reality, not remembering anything that happened. He blinked several times, taking a step back as he watch the unconscious child's head rest on a pillow.

"He's fast asleep…" Shikakuro sighed, revealing a relieved smile, "Thanks, Inoichi." He smiled at the said man, only to raise a brow at him when he noticed something, "You look a bit dazed… did something happen while you're in there?"

This snapped the Yamanaka out of his said daze, "Ah, no… it's nothing to ponder about. I'm just glad I was able to help." It really is something not to ponder about… because Inoichi got a feeling that whatever is inside the child's mind is something that he shouldn't meddle with… something beyond his powers.

He looked at Orion and… something… or 'someone'… is telling him that the child's "nightmare" has been removed so… "Orion's memory of his nightmare has been removed… so everything's fine now." He sighed as a flash of golden-eyes appeared in his mind, playing it cool rather than mentally freaking out like last time. "I… have to go. Just call for me when needed." He smiled, turning his back to the Nara and disappearing off to somewhere.

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I opened my eyes, sitting straight up before rubbing my blurry eyes. After releasing a yawn, I noticed two heads plopped down at the edge of my bed—one with a familiar spikey s.n.a.t.c.h (or pony tails for the Americans), and one with a curly blue hue.

They slowly raised their heads when they felt my movement and both stretched their muscles. "You're awake…" Shikamaru was the first one to greet me, followed by a tired, "Good morning…" from Shisui-nii.

"Good morning to the both of you." I smiled, stretching out my own arms before staying at my comfy seat (the bed), eyes slowly trailing the rays of the sun that reflected off of the white sheets of a very Uchihstyled white bed. "Oh yeah… what happened?" I yawned, noticing the two beside me stiffen, "I don't recall Shikkun ever visiting yesterday… oh and… welcome back, Shisui-nii." I smiled at them.

"Oh, uh… I came here last night and… I guess I fell asleep here with yah." Shikamaru scratched his cheek, smiling at me.

Shisui-nii only gave me a smile and patted my head. "I gotta be honest with you two, you both look cute when sleeping. I came here last night with Kakashi-san and the photos he took are definitely for keeps."

Shikamaru and I shared a horrified look.

As the Uchiha laughed, a knock made him stop. "Come in." Shisui-nii was kind enough to open the door… and turns out to be Itachi wearing an ap.r.o.n with a tray of breakfast in his hands.

I salute you for having the b.a.l.l.s to wear a pink ap.r.o.n, Itachi. It's probably his mom's judging by the giant Kanji's for "Mikoto Uchiha" at the front.

"Kaiysan told me to serve you food until you recover, Orion-kun and…" Itachi blinked, "I guess I have to get more servings. I apologise for not realising that you're here, too, Niisan."

"I'm here too…" I heard Shikamaru mumble.

"And Shikkun." The weasel smiled at the once unnoticed happy deer.

I chuckled, covering my lower face as I do.

"Then—oops…!" Itachi paused after placing the tray down on the near table, making all three of us take a look to what's up, only for me to mentally sulk as I hear something I don't like to hear. "Careful, Sasuke. I almost hurt you. Are you okay?" Itachi knelt down at his brother, placing a hand on the child's shoulder.

"I'll go downstairs for a bit, okay? I'll be right back." The big brother smiled at his younger brother.

["I'm really lucky to have a brother like you."]

I paused.

My head's hurting a bit…

I blinked a couple of times before realising that Sasuke's already in front of my bed and both Shikamaru and the b.a.s.t.a.r.d Shisui's already laughing at the back. 'It's in the midst of October, dammit.' I cursed in my head, trying so hard not to crumple the bouquet of roses handed to me randomly by a young Uchiha.

Yes, I'm smiling, but I'm itching to throw the bunch onto some people, especially after seeing Shisui and Shikamaru trying to hold in their laughter behind Sasuke.

Yeah, idiots, I totally can't see the both of you laughing.

"Thank you, Sasuke-kun." My lips twitched as I thanked the Uchiha, quietly letting my seal-less Kage Nui reach the people behind the clueless Uchiha, holding them by their feet and hanging them upside down, glaring at them when Sasuke closed his eyes from G.o.d knows what.

Oh, look. My Chakra's back to full. Nice.

"Y-You're welcome, Sh-Shiro—I mean… Ori-chan…" Sasuke stuttered, making me flinch a bit, not processing why the cursed Uchiha child is stuttering.

I sighed… and I had a good night sleep as well…

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It wasn't really noticeable at first, but it gradually got clearer. It's been quite a while after I woke up from a "coma", and it's really alarming—and what is alarming? Well, aside from Tsunade's blunt words, my body seems to be… getting a lot weaker.

Why?

I don't fvcking know.

All I know is that my cold is getting a lot worse and I seem to be getting dizzy every once in a while. Occasionally, my heart pounds with rage, too, for some unknown reasons. Since I'm not someone who easily voice out their thoughts, I only keep it to myself and only sleep it in until it goes away. It's not really suspicious since I'm required to rest until I'm more than recovered.

Though, sometimes, I would feel okay, right after that, I'll have this brain-splitting headache and I would just stop whatever I'm doing and close my eyes to wait for it to subside. I'm a stupid idiot, I know. I might die from keeping this to myself, but I don't want people to worry about me. I'm selfish by keeping all of this to myself. I could die again for all I care…

I sighed, pinching my own cheeks for thinking such negative thoughts from being sick for too long. I need to be positive—I still have more years of life to cover, right?

I sighed again, this time, looking out the window. Then, while my eyes trailed down onto a tree, there, I saw Kakashi leaning on the trunk, playing with a kunai in hand under a moonlit night. The scene is rather eye-catching.

"Orion! Listen to me!" Someone's voice echoed in my head.

Well, that's weird.

[A white figure, his hands surrendered up high, cautiously walked towards me.]

"Woah—what the f.u.c.k?" I muttered to myself. I swear to kami that that s.h.i.t is very new to me. 'What the heck's happening?' I thought, my eyebrows furrowed. I shook my head, 'Another dream, maybe…? Wait… what dream?'

I feel like I'm missing something here. Then, my whole body jolted. There it is, the head ache, I mean. It's bearable enough so I could very well sleep through it. Guess what I'd do?

Sleep.

Pulling up thecovers, I closed my eyes shut and forced myself to sleep, all in all oblivious to what's happening around me.

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'It's rather strange…' The 'Original' thought. "I never knew that this is actually possible." He raised his hands, both containing a roll of film he had spread up, observing every scene with curiosity and wonder in his glistening eyes. "It never occurred to me that this power has such an ability…" He mumbled to himself, making his body float.

Hovering over to the side where he kept his enormous pieces of reels, serving as the giant memory viewer, aka T.V in the previous world, he pushed in the roll of film he had collected, letting it fuse in with the giant reel that span over for miles.

The reel provided many scenes that show disturbing events. The Original paused, placing his fingers under his chin as his eyes trail over the long scenes uncovering before him, before calmly pulling the roll of film out and inserting another one, sort of comparing the two.

His eyes widened upon the realisation of something, "Could it be?!" His voice echoed in the vast, empty s.p.a.ce. His face grimed as he bit his thumb's nail, his eyes viciously glowing into a blinding golden light. "This… "nightmare"..." He trailed off, eying the roll of film in his very hands, before holding tightly to his chest.

"G.o.d dammit—" He cursed, clutching his chest, "Not now…!"