His pale fingers were set in fake gun, he 'shot' it three times.
"bang, bang, bang goes the broken glass and kill all the fags that don't agree…"
He smiled almost, full of deranged joy, full of hatred, and gleaming with bloodlust.
Like a beast.
A person came through the stairways door, panting and huffing. A black haired male.
His back twisted at an angle that was hard to just look at to see his new guest, though of course he knew who it was, already.
But really he didn't care, he at last killed those damn elders those damn wrinkly faced elders, they should've died a long time ago, and now he could wipe the smirk of their faces one last time.
He loved killing people.
It was only a bonus, that now he felt like floating on could nine…floating in heaven on a devil's cloud.
Like a beast.
He smirked cruelly, with teeth, no… fangs, white bloodstained fangs showing through poking his lips, making them bleed. Eyes full with hatred and the same cruelty reflecting through the blood red irises. His hair had changed as well, from a sunny golden blonde, to a deep maroon, black hairs occasionally running through it. It definitely wasn't Naruto anymore.
It was a beast.
A red tendril shot up from the ground and rushed through the person's shoulder
"So, Uchiha… why are you here?" He started a gush of cold wind coming through, while it was summer, so high up, and at night, it was only expected to be cold. "The other answered in pain but surprisingly collected as the tendril withdrew from his shoulder. "To get Naruto back, and to send you to hell you damned beast."
"Well you can't…without killing me."
"Can you do it, can you kill me, can you kill him, wasn't it a promise actually, that you would if I took over, can you keep that promise and kill me?" The man grabbed his heavily bleeding shoulder and winced, he saw the destroyed windows on the other building…so he had already done it.
"You bastard, why, just why are you so full of hatred?! Why did you, why did you do it…and why kill the elders, just what are you…?" He started out fierce but as the sentence went on he almost sounded…broken, a shell of a man, well he was only 12, but he seemed older, battle hardened.
The wind whipped through, the black haired man winced from the sharp feeling cutting into his wound, his eyes squinted and when they opened the other was right in front of him. "Oh, you know adolescent love is just so adorable." He sighed and if possible his lips curved even more into his face. "Let me tell you something kid, cause' you might actually entertain me, The only way to get me out of here is…"
But he was interrupted by the door that led up to the roof of the building they were standing on banged open. Afterwards several people rushed through.
"Kyuubi…"
She hesitated for a second before ordering her men.
"Men, shoot with all ammo, if you run out get another cartridge."
And shoot they did, bullet holes riddled his body as the shots continued for a good two minutes passing through his head, heart, chest, stomach, arms, legs. It hit big nerves an blood burst out like a overflowing fountain on a rainy day.
He fell to the ground on his knees blood pooling around him.
The woman sighed a sigh of release but just as the air came out of her chairher face befell with a deep mourning and sadness coming straight from her core.
She started crying tears of utter sadness, she never even thought this would happen, he had sealed him so well, and that kid just wanted to protect his friends…but he just made it worse, no matter how much he tried.
The woman was hurt badly makeshift bandages wrapped around her legs and arms small cuts covering her body completely.
Oh, how he loved his work.
The coat the woman was wearing was cut up as well, through the dark green, almost making a grass pattern.
"That hurt you bitch."
Everyone was surprised as steam came drifting from his body clouding the air, but even so through the thick mist everyone could see his various bullet wounds healing right before their eyes the muscle, tissue, and skin welling up and connecting straight over the bloody holes.
He dramatically sighed, hand to forehead. "Oh, no what shall I do, big boobs has found me." He laughed obviously amused with himself. "What are you going to do none of you could stop me before what are you going to do now…just punch me again, and you used all your ammo in a useless attack...just how stupid can you get?" He took a step backwards and his neck made an inhuman crack as his head looked up to the sky and back. "Or have you forgotten.."
A huge red tendril of power rushed out from the ground behind her, it burst through her stomach burning the skin around it, it twisted around, like rubbing the wound with salt. She screamed in agony, sharply piercing the air
He held his ears. "Oh, man you got some serious lungs there."
The red beam withdrew from her stomach leaving a gaping hole the red staining her green coat. The people around her rushed around all trying to heal her. "Tsunade-sama, are you alright?"
The tendril came out again and pushed through her ankles and wrists, it didn't stop, and started targeting all the other people surrounding her
He sighed and quickly ducked as a sword rushed past his head.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk Uchiha." He grabbed the other's arm in a deathly grip sharp nails digging into his skin.
He came nose to nose with him, and grabbed his shoulder with his other hand before squeezing as hard as he could the same sharp and pain inflicting nails digging into the wound tearing up the flesh.
"Uchiha, you should know it's futile... Well at least now I know you have, well had the guts to do it…but you just can't kill me." He took a deep breath and suddenly, like an idea popped up in his head his eyes lit up, and an idea had popped into his head. "Well as your older brother once said…"
"You're too weak to kill me."
The black haired other, screamed in pain. He looked at his used to be best friend's face. The monster showing through, wearing him like a skin puppet, possessing his soul, mind, and body. Taking a poor innocent person, a sweet person, a stubborn sometimes annoying person, that he loved, away from him.
"Oh, Uchiha…" He let go of his shoulder and arm letting him fall to the ground. "Why don't you just let me finish my sentences sometimes…geez." He cracked his neck and arms, lazily as if this were all an everyday experience.
"I was going to tell you the way to get him out…but you're not really worth it, you're weak. Plus it might not have actually worked in hindsight I stuck that kid in there with a seal ten times stronger than my own, I can assure you…he's never coming out…"
He added on as an afterthought.
"Well, alive at least."
The demon in possession of his body bent back at an inhumane angle, not unlike what his neck did earlier adding more pain to the poor spinal cord, cracking as he let out an air slicing, blood curdling chuckle.
The said person laid in thick black chains in an almost vegetable like state, tan skin pale, electric blue eyes that once shone bright dulled down into a grey murky blue, tears ran down his face continually. Because he knew what was going on outside, he saw his friend getting hurt…by his own hands, and even though he knew they weren't, it still felt like it.
It was all his fault anyway, he shouldn't have made the deal, if he didn't nothing would be as it is, none of his friends would be hurt, none of them would be in pain.
You can't do this
The demons head whipped around in surprise. But just brushed it off as another useless attempt the kid had, it was almost cute to him actually.
That was his mistake.
You just can't, this is all wrong…you just can't do this
Red tendrils came bursting through the concrete floor beneath them and one came through the Uchiha's chest, purposely missing his vital organs, it wouldn't be fun if he decided to die before he was done with him.
You can't kill Sasuke. You can't just kill everyone I loved.
It impaled sasuke's shoulder.
You can't be free, you monster.
It went through sasuke's other shoulder
You need to go….go to hell, go back where you belong.
It went through his stomach, his thighs, his shins, wrists, ankles. Till he seemed like a mutilated voodoo doll.
Maybe the monster's other fault was choice, it was something that fueled his determination to protect even more. He shouldn't have chosen Sasuke.
no... No... NO... NO,NO,NO,NO
Even if to kill you we have to die together, you will never hurt my friends again.
The demon himself moved to make the finishing move to his head, and his claws stopped a split second before they were going to go to his heads, the other tendrils stopped as well falling limp before dissipating into air.
You'll never hurt them again, Kyuubi.
The chains binding the blonde broke and cracked falling off of him the gates surrounding him broke open the water surrounding him rushing up the dirty brick walls of his mindscape.
The bloodthirsty torturer grabbed his head letting out a shriek as he clenched his stolen locks, eyes widening. "No." "How, how are you doing this!? You shouldn't even be able to move, quit it, QUIT IT NOW."
He ran as the gates were closing again "Kyuubi, you'll pay for everything you've done."
The blonde started fighting against the remnants of the seal still standing where the gate was standing. He broke them and burst through.
The doors suddenly came back together in a flash the metal building up as if everything were on rewind building itself back together and the seal returning, but it was unsure who was going in it.
Was it him
Or was it the monster inside of him
The man formed inside of the mindscape slowly losing his human appearance turning more demonic by the second his skin peeling from his muscles he grew larger and larger. Red chakra surrounding him building him up almost.
More and more demonic, sharper claws, sharper teeth, and his eyes grew larger and if possible more blood thirsty a deeper darker red than before. His ears folded behind his head red growing over it sharper by the edges.
He was stunned for a second but quickly bit his finger, the copper smelling, red liquid blood dripped down his arm. He quickly ran towards the seal even as the water sloshed around his legs cutting up and down in large waves, pipes were bursting on the ceiling the small dingy lights shook from the force and power rushing through the room
They both ran for the seal.
They both rushed to the seal, with determined and desperate looks on their faces.
The other was faster, but he was far closer.
And far more determined.
He pushed forward.
He leaped.
He stretched his arm out.
He hit the seal, first.
The man, well you couldn't call him that anymore, the demon fox materialized inside of it and immediately started pushing at the gates. They rattled and slowly staryed to break. Of course, it wasn't as strong as it used to be, he would need to end this soon.
"I beat you, Kyuubi, I may not be as strong as you, but I have determination."
He took a wheezy breath.
"So don't you ever underestimate humans again, you got that, you damn bastard."
He snapped open his eyes in the real world out of his mindscape revealing sky blue orbs replacing the menacing, soul piercing, burning red eyes, fingernails shortening, scars on his face softening, fangs dulling, transparent red tails disappearing.
He panted hands on his knees as a laugh surrounded his head tired and weak. "I already did what I came for, I've killed those damn elders with chakra shots those damn elders that sealed me in here, I've gotten my revenge." The laugh slowly died out growing lighter as he forced the connection between them to break.
He suddenly felt a pit drop in his stomach and what he thought was bile rose from his throat, but as he coughed it up it turned out it was blood.
Awful copper smelling blood probably taking in the beatings and pain that Kyuubi had probably been able to push away with his healing prowess, he definitely wasn't as strong as him though.
But when he looked up he doubted he even had a stomach seeing the bloody form of baa-chan slumped on the ground with gaping holes all over her body blood dripping out of them and forming a red copper smelling pool beneath her staining her. All the other people on the roof as well, especially Sasuke covered in blood, the blood sinking into his clothes.
He covered his mouth and slowly got up tears leaking out of his eyes and looking towards the edge of the building remembering what he had to do, to beat this cycle, this cycle of pain, he knew that it would only make them all more sad, but he….he had to do it.
"I'm sorry Tsunade, Sakura, Kakashi-Sensei, Jirayia-sennin, Hinata, Kiba, Shikamaru, Ino, Choji, Tenten, Neji, Lee, Asuma-sensei, Kurenai-sensei, Gai-sensei, even Shino Fuck… everyone I'm so fucking sorry for what I've done." He started to tear up.
He walked to the edge of the building shakily his knees wobbling as he did so.
He caught eyes with his best friend.
"I'm so sorry Sasuke, I'm so fucking sorry."
His best friend's eyes widened in recognition and happiness that he was back until he noticed just what he was doing near the edge, what he was thinking, what he was planning. He knew he'd understand he always knew him best after all, being his best friend, he was the love of his life, than his eyes widened with horror
He kneeled down once more and whispered in Sasuke's ear, he couldn't stop him in his state, and they both knew that, and when his eyes widened after what he told him he was definitely in a huge state of shock. But as he walked away he still managed to grab his bloodstained hospital gown.
"Naruto, don't please…I love you too."
They were both crying now the blood mixing with the tears staining them red.
He brushed his hands off, in his weakened state they just slipped off the gown, then he justnd walked over to the railing, the others were to busy healing themselves to notice him standing there. But Sasuke saw as the wind whipped by, the man smilde an almost happy smile, but it wasn't it was a sad pathetic attempt, filled with misery and despair.
And as the demon fought against the gates. And as the hospital gown flew around him covered in blood and bloody tears, his eyes closed in sad comfort to himself, he looked like an angel who had his wings ripped off. And as Sasuke crawled towards in desperation with the one hand that was still usable, Tsuande looked over after healing her men well enough to see him standing there. And as Sakura, as everybody rushed to the roof as well.
Sasuke suddenly got up with the last bit of strength and reached for him, Tsunade ran to him, Sakura rushed through the door, everyone else did too for that matter.
"I'm so sorry, so fucking sorry everyone…"
As Sasuke grabbed the bottom of his gown leaning against the railing.
"Naruto, you don't have to do this."
"I'm sorry Sasuke I have to, I know you understand."
"But you know,..maybe not, not right now, but if I were to ever hurt you all ever again, it wouldn't be a matter of you forgiving me, but forgiving myself...if I don't now, I will eventually, and Sasuke... thanks for returning them..."
""Sasuke the emotionless ice prince, crying for the loser, what a change of events." He smiled a small sad smile. "Seriously Sasuke, don't frown like that, it's unsightly."
"Thanks for returning my feelings"
And then he jumped, the gown ripped away in Sasuke's hands
And he fell through the air a small sad smile on his face turning in a strange way sadly happy and calm, calm and content.
He closed his eyes.
You know how you ways hear that your life flashed before your eyes when you died, but that was only close to how painful as it really was.
When you die time slows down making every second last an hour allowing you to see the moments you want to see, mistakes, happy celebrations, dumb arguments, past crushes, past loves, and it always showed you how you would die again and again.
As if taunting you with the fact you can never feel these moments again by dying however you do, showing you that this was the true end.
But he only smiled through all of it, through the pain, he knew that he would hurt people if he died that it might seem as if he was abandoning them, but he could never live with himself if he were to kill them, if he were to hurt them.
Sasuke looked at where he was constantly grasping at the same place his hand closing around air his face covered in tears and eyes filled with horror. He fell to his knees and slowly took a huge shaky breath his vocal cords shaking.
And screeched, a cry like no other escaping from his mouth as if yelling to the heavens 'why did it have to be him, why'd he have to die'.
It was an inhuman high pitched screech of a broken man.
"NNNNNNNNNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Naruto 'fox' Uzumaki lost his life that night, all due to a simple mistake.
And Sasuke 'Raven' Uchiha lost his best friend, he lost the love of his life, he lost his light, he lost his shadow…
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Naruto woke up, covered in a sheet of sweat his covers mussed up around him his pillows thrown across the room, he was stiff as a board, muscles sore, like an athlete after a long game, like he had been kicking around his sleep.
He got up and stretched his arms above his head and stretched his legs out, and then pulled them towards himself, to stretch the muscles and relax them. He grabbed the white pill bottle on his desk, as well as his clothes for the day then walked to the kitchen to make a glass of water before swallowing the pills and washing it down with the water, just a couple of painkillers to help with his migraines. He wiped the sleep from his eyes and yawned loudly.
He didn't care about waking up someone else up or bothering them, he lived by himself, his foster parents were always on business trips at least, so he felt like he lived by Hehimself.
He walked from the kitchen to the bathroom and turned the shower on when he went in he set his clothes he brought down on the sink counter next to him, as he waited for the water to warm up he took off his clothes, he put his hand under the spray of water and deemed it
Hot enough…
He stepped in, and let the spray hit him the water seeking into his gold locks and washing over his tan skin. He grabbed soap and started lathering his hair and body, it was to expensive to buy shampoo, and conditioner, and body wash, so he just bought the three-in-one.
After washing the soap off he got out and quickly dried off with a towel before throwing his clothes on, they weren't exactly clean they just smelled a bit better than the other clothes that were in his room so he grabbed them. He smelled them after h put them on and they were even worse than he originally thought so he grabbed a febreeze can and sprayed them, at least it was an orange smell and not a pansy girl smell like…lavender and vanilla.
He then looked at the clock above the mirror….either that clock was broken and he really hoped it was, or he was a dead man, you just weren't late for a meeting with Deidara, if you wanted to live that was.
So after that, the lazy vibe that he had, completely went away, and he finished his morning with a renowned vigor, teeth, hair, socks, shoes, messily make the bed, stumble around for a minute, grab his phone, check himself out in the mirror, sigh, then grab his bag and run to the porch outside his room.
And yes, he had his own porch, that's what happens when your foster parents are rich and pity you. But not enough to get me junk food from time to time, or trust me with more than like five dollars every month. He thought bitterly, he loved them, but sometimes they were just so self-absorbed it was almost commendable.
Then he stepped back a couple of steps before rushing through and jumping out the porch window. He didn't know what it was…he just didn't like going down stairs, he was fine with going up them, he just didn't like going down…
down…
down…
down…
He threw his bag off mid-run and then jumped up did a flip and the grabbed the bag, he folded his knees to his chest to cushion his landing. Landing on his concrete driveway he took off in a fast run.
He grabbed his phone out of his bag and turned it on to check the time while he was still running taking his eyes off the sidewalk for a second. All right he might still make as long as nothing else interrupted hi-
Just as he was thinking that he ran into something…or probably someone, his phone skittered across the sidewalk in front of him.
"Ittai tai tai."
He never knew where he got the small Japanese tick in his words, it was always just there, he could tell that much from his memory, granted it was limited.
He grabbed his phone and pocketed it in his grey jeans and brushed off his black t-shirt some band logo on it he didn't care about just bought cause he though it looked cool. The thing that he ran into, now identified as a human being. Did something similar but since he had a giant trench coat on… he just brushed that off. Seriously was he part of the mafia or something…hope not.
"Oh. Sorry. Wasn't watching where I was going." He got up and brushed his jeans off as well and noticed a small stain on them. When did that get there, damn it?
He offered his hand for the stranger, it was rudely swatted away by the stranger and he got up by himself…and damn it he was taller than him. "Baka, watch where you're going." He said it with a heavy accent where the words were cut strictly…probably Japanese, but he figured that out mostly from the use of baka in his sentence…
Wait, who was he calling an idiot.
"I am not an idiot, thank you very much, Teme, you could've just taken the apology and gotten that over with, but now because of you I'm going to be late, to a meeting with a guy who hates when people are late, and am probably going to die or at least get a black eye, so just get out of my way."
He ran around the guy, not caring to see his shocked face, or what he looked like at all, he didn't really care, all he cared about right now was his own life.
As he ran he eventually came to a small shopping mall, enough to have all the regular stores, but not the kind with a pool or anything, he ran to a small café and saw a slightly older blonde waiting there for him, he came over and punched him on the arm. "You're late."
"I know Dei, I just ran into an asshole on my way here."
The other smiled and said. "Well, let's get a seat here the movie won't start for a while."
He just smiled back and agreed.
Damn that punch was going to bruise
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A certain man just stood there eyes wide and mouth gaping.
It couldn't be
Naruto?
Was that you?
Fox?
It just couldn't be.
No it just couldn't.
He almost jumped out of his skin when he felt a hand clap on his shoulder and turned to see one black eye staring at him worriedly through a mess of silver hair, a overly large sleeveless turtle neck and an eye patch.
"Oh, Kakashi it's you. What is it."
The man's eye narrowed at him in accusation. "Were you expecting someone else Sasuke?"
He shook his head. "No, no I just thought I saw an older Naruto for a second." He shook his head hard once before stopping. "I must be dreaming, ne."
The man only sighed sadly before looking at him concern showing clearly in his eyes. "Sasuke..."
They never found Naruto's body, that night, but were forced to believe he had died.
And two years later on a completely different continent, America came an amnesic boy named Naruto.
Coincidence?
I think not.
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I did a rewrite mostly for an apology, I also noticed that on the other one I had a typo and put 14, but I'm actually 11 so really don't expect something super great from me. Also I think I'm going to drop my other two stories or rewrite them as well…and I haven't posted in so long because I was on a trip this Summer, so sorry.
P.s. my computer was stolen over the summer too so...