𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑 | Tobirama x OC

CHAPTER 3

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“YOU. GIRL.”

Haruka glanced up to see the boy that she had just helped only a week ago. What was his name again? She knew it started with a T, but that’s it. There was also something with the word Senju connected to him and he had aliens chasing after him.

She was sitting along the bank of the water washing off her feet. She had another run in with the guards today and thought a little detour would be nice for her. If she could hunt she would gladly live here. Her face was wet from just washing all the dirt off of it and her hair dripped with water as well.

The boy’s red eyes watched her carefully. To him she was like a feral cat. She was dirty and she stunk. And lord knows what she does when he’s not around. She even tried to break her own knee for him. Maybe she wasn’t a feral cat. A coyote would be a better name for her.

He spent the last week trying to sneak away to find her and properly thank her for saving him. He may think she’s disgusting and ugly, but a thank you is needed. Finally after a week of looking for her, she sat right in front of him.

“What do you want?” She turned away from him and stared at her feet in the water. She wanted to seem more mature so that he might think to give her some respect.

He glared at her, “I wanted to talk to you.”

Haruka pulled her feet out of the water as her legs closed in on her chest. Her thin arms wrapped around them tightly, “Listen if you have more aliens running after you, I don’t want you coming near me.”

He raised his eyebrow, “Aliens? What aliens?”

“Those tall men with the red eyes that turned black,” She stared at him as if it were obvious who the aliens were.

He had to hold in his laugh. The Uchiha? Aliens? “Please. Those men aren’t aliens. They’re more like demons if you ask me.” He chuckled. He was proud of his comparison, but she wasn’t. She only looked uninterested.

“Aliens or not, it’s not something I want to be a part of,” She pushed herself off the ground to stand. She wobbled for a second and almost lost balance. His red eyes trailed down to see her red and brown bandage around her knee. “Now, if you’ll excuse me.”

“Wait,” She came to a stop and turned over to him with a raised brow. “Have you checked on your wound?”

Haruka looked down at her knee. She didn’t see anything wrong with it, “No. Why?”

“Did you even wash it?”

“No. Why?”

He took a sept against the water. She waited for his foot to fall through, but it never came. She felt unsatisfied. She expected the wall of water to snap and have it splash around him. His other foot went against the water as he started walking towards her. She only stepped further away from him. He was like some God. Walking against water. What has she gotten herself into?

He held out his hand, “You’re supposed to wash your wound before you even wrap it and you should’ve changed your bandage a long time ago. I wouldn’t be surprised if it’s infected.”

Her eyes grew wide, “Infected? What does that mean?”

He was appalled at what little knowledge she had. And somehow she managed to save his life, “How do you not know what infected means?”

“I don’t know!” She was getting worried. “Just tell me what it means.”

“Well...” He stared off to the side. “I can’t really put it into words, but basically your wound just gets sick.”

“Gets sick?” She’s seen many people get sick in her lifetime. It never looks pretty because there’s no doctors that willingly come and help them. “Am I going to die?”

He rolled his red eyes, “No you idiot. You’ll be fine. Just let me show you how to do it.”

He wiggled his arm around that was held in front of her with annoyance. She reluctantly took a hold of it. His hand was cold and it wasn’t soft. She could tell he does a lot of fighting. The feeling of his palm felt familiar, but it’s a memory she wants to push back.

His fingers curved up into her fingers and pulled her closer to him. It was dead silent except for the bugs and the leaves around them. He brought them both back down to the water’s edge. His hand left her’s and she mentally sighed with relief.

She gasped when his cold hand wrapped around her leg and brought it to lay flat against the ground. It hurt her knee to be stretched out like that. His hands worked around her bandage until it had come back.

Dried blood was smeared all over her knee and it had a smell against it. She grimaced at the right, but then looked at him, “Am I okay?”

His eyes met hers, “Yeah. It’s not infected.”

Her lips curved into a small smile, “That’s good.”

His hands dipped into the water as his focus went back onto her knee. He brought the water back out and Haruka listened as the water droplets left his hand and scurried back home. She flinched when the cold, icy liquid was poured onto her knee. His cold hand rubbing away the dirt was no help to this uncomfortable feeling.

His palm was so worn out. So overworked. She knew he was a hard worker just by the feeling on his palms. She didn’t like that texture against her though. It felt rough and gross. That’s how they saw each other. Rough and gross.

He untucked his shirt from his pants and wiped it against her knee to dry it off. Next, he dug around in his pocket and pulled out some wrap that looked similar to the one she had gotten from the ‘demons.’

He pulled some off and gently started to wrap her knee. Her eyes were still glued onto him. The sun was beating down on his silver hair and pale skin. His red eyes were deeply focused on helping her wound out. She thought he was a jerk, he is, but now she wasn’t thinking that. When he isn’t being a brute, he almost looks like an angel.

“What?” His eyes were now on her.

She shrieked with surprise and turned away from him. Her cheeks were more pink than her eyes, “Nothing. I was just watching you so I can know what to do next time.”

He slipped the wrap into his pocket again and tucked his shirt back in, “You should be fine for now. It’s just a scar now, but I would go see a medic or something just to make sure.”

Her eyes fell, “I’ll keep that in mind.”

“This is my thanks for saving me the other day,” He pushed himself up again. She looked up at him as he held his hand out to her. She slowly took it again and carefully lifted herself up. “So yeah. Thanks.” He scratched the back of his neck while staring away from her.

She smiled, “Well thank you for helping my knee.”

“It’s not a problem,” He seemed distracted for a moment. His ears perked up and his neck snapped away from her. He glared ahead. “I should leave. My family is looking for me.”

She frowned. She felt attached to the stranger. Maybe because it was genuinely the first time she had met someone her age. Sure he was a jerk and has a stick up his ass, but he’s also probably an angel. Maybe he’s her guardian angel...

“Wait,” He turned to her. “Will you come back?”

He seemed shocked by her question. The feral cat wants to play with the bloody dove, “If you want me to.”

“Yes!” She seemed overly excited to have made a friend. Her first friend. He didn’t say anything else as he started to walk against the water again over to his side. He seemed fast on his feet. They were probably close by. “Wait! What’s your name?”

He looked back, “Tobirama! Yours?”

“I'm Haruka!"