I wrote this story as an apology to a fellow poet. Hope you enjoy Hidden Flame :). (I couldn't come up with a proper name for this story)
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto in any way, shape, or form. If I did, it would be a hardcore yaoi anime series.
Bastard, I thought. Speeding through the forest of Konoha at top speed. I sesnsed his dark chakra from deep within The Village of Leaves. He will pay. Pay for his ignorance and betrayal. I wanted to destroy him, kill him, wipe his very existance from this Earth. It drove me, gave me power.
The urge, the desire to find and kill this man, meant everything. Even if it meant selling my soul. My heart whispered my most desired wish into my ears, my head. "Kill him. "Kill Jinzo." the dark malevolent voice echoed over and over again.
The thought of Jinzo's mutilated corpse made me shiver in perverse pleasure and grin from ear to ear. I wanted to taste his black blood. Taste the crimson-black liquid of the traitor. The front gates of Konoha came into view. I jumped down and stood in front of a huge, burnt, and gaping hole in the Villages gates. "I will come for you Jinzo, and I'll kill you," I called out as I descended into the once Village of Pride, but now Village of Ash and Shame.
It was like a nightmare. I could hear the screams of agony of the ninjas and civillians that were still alive. Everywhere I looked, there were mutilated corpses, twisted in ways unimagined, burned to crisps, to ash. Pools of blood, bodies with blisters and burns that came from the agonizing fires. I controlled my urge to revel in the horror of this twisted wonderland. Suddenly there was a weak, cold, and wet grip on my ankle.
"H-help me," came a tiny and shaky voice. I looked down to see frightened and big tear-filled blue eyes. I could barely make out the blond hair that was soaked with blood. It trailed down his face and onto what looked like whiskers on his face. I looked back into his eyes and sensed a dark, demented, and devious aura. I could sense only one thing.
This kid was the Kyuubi's container. The so-called monster of Konoha. It seemed as if he didn't know that Kyuubi even existed inside of him. I can't do anything to help, I thought. Just leave him to perish and have the same fate as the others of the village. I set my face into an emotionless mask and shook my head. "I'm sorry," I whispered in a monotonous voice. I pried his tiny and weak fingers from my ankle and turned away.
"Aaah!" I hear a wet and pained scream from afar. My eyes widened as I felt Jinzo's dark chakra somewhere near. Sprinting towards Jinzo's evil chakra, I saw his form come into view, standing over the whimpering and cowering form of what seemed to be a frightened child. "Jinzo you Bastard!" Pulling out my katana, I jumped and dove into the oncoming battle with Jinzo.
Please Review and no flames. Honest criticism is appreciated :).