Til Death Do Us Part

I decided to write this series after watching a marathon of the Saw movies. I had formerly decided that I would never watch those movies for personal reasons until I was pretty much forced to by my boyfriend and fell in love with the theory of it all. I adore the theory of people coming face to face with the realization that they've wasted their lives and haven't appreciated their time on earth to the fullest extent... and so this idea of mine was born.

In these one shots, I will come up with various sketchings of people meeting their euphoric climax at the hands of fate in a way they'd rather not recieve.

In short, every Naruto cast member (in which I find interesting enough) will die. It sounds like a brutal theory, but it's actually rather beautiful. You only appreciate your belongings or fellow man upon the knowledge that you're about to lose them.

I'll try to make it as interesting a read as I find the theory to be. Although I must state that these stories have nothing to do with Saw whatsoever.

--Born to blossom, bloom to perish.--

"You never know what you've got until it's gone."

Spectacle - Kabuto

The spectacles hit the floor, clattering loudly as shards bursted from the iron rims. His face hit the floor next, smacking gruesomly onto the pavement with a wet slap. He only had a moment to feel the blood oozing from the crack in his skull before numbness overwhelmed him. 'At least it won't be a painful death,' he thought bitterly. On the other hand, there was no way for him to heal himself either. If nobody rushed to his aid, he would very soon bleed to death.

Even so, the metallic clanging of weapons resounded throughout the complex. There were grunts and shrieks of pain and the occasional enthusiatic cry of accomplishment. Bodies hit the floor, one by one, but most of them were too maimed to be identified. There was no telling as to which side was winning.

'Is all of this in vain?' he wondered vaguely. Two corpses nearby were wearing clothing that somewhat resembled Oto, but without his glasses he couldn't be sure. Mostly they were large, blurry smudges of color painted over with red. It was like an abstract painting in which the artist got a bit too creative with the red ink.

But without his glasses, he couldn't be sure if they were friend or foe. Although it wasn't like he actually had any friends... Everyone around him was a pawn to Orochimaru's grand scheme. 'Even me...' he cursed mentally and hated the Sannin with all the strength he could muster. How dare that bastard leave him here to die amongst the other pitiful nin that he befriended and betrayed, mentally controlling them all for Orochimaru's master plan. How could he just leave his right-hand man, his BEST man, lying in a pool of his own blood. 'I'm not useless, yet!' But he still couldn't muster the strength to rise and there was no chance of him getting out of here on his own.

'Orochimaru, you bastard, get me out of here!' He howled angrily at his own helplessness. "Alright, let's go! Follow them! Orochimaru is making his escape, don't let him escape!" A man's cry rang above the others and a stampede of footsteps herded through the halls and barreled down a different corridor.

So Orochimaru had left him... lying worthless on the floor, useless.

Prying his eyes open, Kabuto glanced around through blurred vision. His glare settled upon the drunken image of his broken glasses dropped in front of him. Most of the glass had fallen out. Only a few jagged shards were still intact. He lifted an arm, stretching over to grasp ahold upon them. His strength left him then, and his arm dropped back to the ground. He gazed weakly into the shattered opticals and heaved a painful realization.

Just as his eyesight was worthless without his glasses, so was he without the assistance of Orochimaru; useless.

I'm not sure why I started with Kabuto... I was making my "hit list" if you will of the Naruto cast, and when I thought of Kabuto and his shiny glasses... The idea just presented itself. So he goes first.

If anybody has any suggestions, I'd love to hear them.