The Last Night

It seemed she would. And he was grateful that she was doing this for him. As she brought the herb closer to him, he recognized the berries. Nightshade. It was something he often used in his younger days when he was a hired assassin. Ironic, how something he used to kill others would be the one killing him, too. He knew how potent it could be. And while he was hesitant on eating it, he knew he would have to. He didn't want to put her through anymore suffering, watching him bleed out. "Thank...you..." He didn't want to leave her. But whether he ate the plant or not, he would be. He had to. His wounds were beyond patching up. He was beyond saving. He knew that. As she buried her head beneath his, he held her tightly. She called him dad, and it choked him up. He had always thought of her as his daughter, and it seemed...she thought the same. "I love you too, sweetie...I always...will..." He licked her cheek a few times, feeling himself growing weaker. Even too weak to show all the affection that he wanted...it was time.

He lay there with her for a good bit longer before quietly taking the nightshade. He ate the whole thing and closed his eyes. His breathing slowed down more. Heart beat slowed. Everything started to feel colder. But him? It was hurting less, and less, and less...his daughter was beside him, and he couldn't be happier. He felt himself slipping away, the last thing he saw in his mind was Quake's face...until finally...darkness...

-Exist Kakashi via death-