Live Through the Pain - Kagehina Angst

Chapter three - Disaster

       I wonder what it would be like to live compeletely without tragedy. I haven't encountered much yet, so I've never experienced that kind of pain. But from what I've seen, in other peoples lives, the pain is far worse than a twisted ankle (which can really hurt you know,). It's a pain that dwells in your chest and on your shoulders. Sometimes simply talking about it  can release some of the agony, other times having to relive the painful experience is simply to much. Again, I don't really know what I'm talking about, but I think distracting yourself from the pain only makes it hurt worse when you are forced to think about it. This is just the opinion of someone who doesn't understand truly. I have no right to treat my opinion as fact, I can just tell you what I think.
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Hinata POV

It's really dark now, I need to hurry. I thought, as the houses and shops of my hometown raced by. Throughout the entire trip home, I had kept thinking about a certain dark-haired setter, who wouldn't get out of my mind. I kept reliving the kiss, smiling so much that my jaw hurt.

I raced on, increasing my pace, until the shops and houses were little more then a blur. I kept biking, faster and faster, until I heard the sirens.

Red and white flashing lights nearly blinded me as I reached my street. I quickly hopped of my bike. For a second, I was confused, what was going on? Only for a second though. My eyes widened as I stared at the sight before me.

Fire, I don't know how I missed it, but there was fire. Tall, searing flames. The air was thick with smoke and my eyes were already stinging. My house is on fire. I thought, standing there, unable to move.

B-but where's Mom and Natsu?? WHERE ARE THEY?! They're not still in the house ar they? Why arent the firemen doing anything?!
I stared at the firemen as they desperatly tried to bring down the flames, but the water didn't seem to help. Dropping my bike, along with my bag, I ran up to one of them standing to the side. "WHERE ARE MY MOM AND SISTER?!" I yelled desperatly. The fireman looked at me with sympathy and said "This your house kid? Sorry but they haven't been brought out yet. But don't worry son, one of our guys went in there 'bout five minutes ago. I'm sure he'll be back any second now." his mouth spoke the words, but his eyes compeletly betrayed him

Without replying, I dashed forward. I HAVE TO SAVE THEM! The fireman said that they've been in there for more then five minutes!!!!
I was vaugely aware of someone yelling "Kid!" and "Get back here!". Someone tried to grab me but I managed to shake them off.
The flames hurt. They burned terribly. I ran from room to room, calling my mom and sister's name. "MOM! NAT-SU!" I yelled, my voice cracking half way through. The flames were searing, and the smoke was making it harder and harder to breathe. My nose and throat burned from the heat. My eyes watered, and I felt a tear slip down my face."MOM!! NATSU PLEASE RESPOND!!" I screamed hopelessly. Then I heard something huge fall beside me. I looked over, bewildered only to realize that a huge chunk of the ceiling had crashed to the ground. If I had the time, I would have cared more, but at the moment, with flames surrounding me and smoke in my lungs, not to mention my family still somewhere in the house, I didn't give a shit.

Then a terrible realization came to me. What if they're trapped. WHAT IF I CAN'T GET THEM OUT?! No. I couldn't start thinking like that, I had to find them! I kept running, desperatly continuing my search. My house had never felt this large before now. Honestly, It was a miracle i hadn't already collapsed.

"MO-M NATSU PleASE!!" I screamed again, my voice growing hoarser by the second. Tears were pouring down my face now, and not just from the heat. I wanted to sob, I wanted to scream more I wanted to curl up in a corner and pass out. I want to wake up, and have this all be a painful dream. I want to-