"It's... burning..." I stared at the orange flames dancing before me. The village…the whole village was burning. I had to move. Of course I had to move. To do something. It was my job as a shinobi. But…I couldn’t. It was as if my feet were glue to the ground and my breaths felt shallow. I was scared.
Suddenly, something bumped into me with such a great force that I stumbled forward, eventually falling down to my knees. Looking up, I could see a person running past me. It was another shinobi, probably focused of putting the fire out.
As I stood, up, still kind of in a daze, I noticed everyone else was running around, too. I was the only one standing still. I had ruined this awful yellow yukata. I was almost happy about that, but my mother wouldn’t like that.
…Mom. Right. Move. I had to move. I had to make sure my mom was okay. Taking a deep breath, I stood a step forward and then started to run.
A woman came up to me after a while, grabbing my sleeve to stop me. There wasn’t too many people around, but I couldn’t help but get a little irritated that she had to stop me when I was in a hurry.
“My son!” She said, which immediately washed away my irritation. “He’s still in the house! Please save him!”
A felt a feeling of doubt hit me. Why did she think I would be able to help her son? Did she mistake me for older than I was because of my age? There was no way I could save a kid from a burning house…
But something about the woman’s pleading face made me agree anyway, and suddenly I found myself inside a burning house.
Thank god the fire hadn’t spread everywhere yet. This was way too warm for my liking.
“Heey! Is there anyone in here?” I shouted, praying the kid was alive, at least.
I heard a small ‘help’ to my left and started walking in that direction. I came into a room and saw a boy standing there, sniffling to himself.
“Hey…I got you..” I mumbled, lifting him up gently. He immediately pushed himself against my chest as if to protect himself from the fire. I was just about to walk back the way I came when parts of the roof fell down, blocking the exit.
“Damn…” I breathed, feeling panic slowly creep up on me. How the hell were we going to get out now?
I couldn’t lose my cool, though. Not while the kid was here. He was scared enough as it was. I looked around the room, trying to find another way to get out, but there was none. Shit…I had to get out of here..! I’d die otherwise. And the kid would die. Fuck…
A loud sound was hear and the roof fell down again, forcing me to step to the side while carrying the kid. Dust flew up into the air as the wood hit the ground and I coughed. When I could see again, I noticed the wall had also caved in. You could see the outside, but there was a large beam blocking the way out, but we could probably go beneath it.
“We can get out here..” I mumbled, walking over. I sat the boy down beside me and tried to lift the beam, but soon noticed that I was too weak. That’s what I get for being a girl…
“We might be able to go beneath it.” I told the little boy. “Okay?”
He looked at me, obviously afraid. “I…I can’t..” He mumbled.
“It’ll be alright, I promise.” I said, taking his hand and crouching down with him.
I crawled under the beam with the boy behind me. It was kind of tight, but we managed. When I got to the outside, I heard a sound similar to when the roof had caved in, and turned around in panic. The second later, I could hear the beam falling down further, and quickly grabbed it to save the boy. I managed to hold it up just enough, but the boy couldn’t move. He let out a scared whimper.
“Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck…” I let out a breath through grit teeth. This was bad…
"Don't worry! We are here to help!" A sudden voice said. I looked up and met the face of a young redhead, standing just on the other side of the beam. I merely nodded in reply to him and he started to try and lift the beam. I tried to lift the beam as well by trying to stand up, but it wasn’t budging.
“What’s your name?” The redheaded boy asked.
“…Natsu.” I managed to say.
"Alright well I am Kizashi, remember it ‘cause soon I am going to be a great hero to this village! Now you have a chance to make history by being one of the first to help me! What do you say Natsu?"
I merely looked at him as I started to feel annoyed. There was a fire above and behind the kid. His life was in danger. And this guy started talking about what…heroes? Why on earth..? I just nodded again, wishing he’d hurry up before I hurt my back from this.
"Okay! Anzu grab the boy as we lift okay?" He said. A girl from behind him went up to us and held her arms out to the boy.
"One Two, Three!" Kizashi shouted and we tried lifting the beam again, using all of our strength. The kid just managed to crawl out and into the arms of the girl.
Both coughing, Kizashi and I stood up. I walked over to the kid and looked back at our two rescuers.
“Thank you…Kizashi and…” I trailed off, not remembering the name of the girl.
“Anzu.” She replied.
“Anzu.” I nodded before continuing my sentence. “...for the help but, I can take it from here."
I pointed towards a shelter area where I could see the boy’s mother and we walked over to her, leaving Kizashi and Anzu behind.
The look on the mother’s face when she embraced her son touched my heart, and she thanked me over and over. It felt kind of nice, I had to admit, even if I couldn’t take all the credit for it. I made sure they were both okay before moving on again.
…I still had to find my own mother.