REMORSE IS FOR THE DEAD
Chapter 1: Sasuke the Hitman
Authors Note: This is my first Naruto fanfic. Please be gentle. Oh, and I don't own Naruto.
I remember a saying I heard when I was growing up that said 'The destruction of a person builds character'. I always wondered the meaning of that saying. At first I thought that it meant when a person you care about dies it makes you stronger and helps mold you, but as I grew older my views on that saying changed.
When you kill someone, your life is forever changed. Be it for the better or worse. Every person reacts differently when one takes a life. Some feel a sense of dread, you know, the feeling you get when you've done something really bad and you know you're going to get caught. Some people get a sense of power, a feeling of invincibility, don't ask me why but they do. Some people feel horrible about it, but eventually cope. And then there's people like me, who feel nothing when they kill. No remorse, no pity, no joy, nothing. For me, killing is my job. It's no big deal. I get a contract on a person, I find them, take care of them, and then I get paid.
When you're in the business of contract killing, your main priority is to not moralize things. Moralizing is the worst. When you get to your target and you start thinking about the typical things 'normal' people think about before they may kill a person, you might hesitate. People might start thinking what if the guy or girl has a family, or its against the law, or its not what the bible says, then you start to question yourself. You don't need that. You are just doing your job, that's all. Its just a job. Its not personal, its just business. Some guys go and build houses, some are chefs, some fix your car, I just kill people for a living. I work like everyone else. That's my way of life.
"The boss wants you to take care of this guy some time this week. Thursday preferably. Are you free Thursday?" A young man with gray hair and glasses asked.
"Yeah, I'm free Thursday." Another young man replied. He had raven colored hair and his eyes were black and emotionless. His suit was all black except for his red tie. He read the file on his next target carefully then spoke, "Will there be any bodyguards?"
"Nah, the guy doesn't even know he's a walking corpse. He thinks Orochimaru is still all buddy-buddy with him. Which will make it all the more easier for you. Orochimaru says you can do it anyway you want. Shoot him, stab him, blow him up, it doesn't matter, as long as the fucker is dead and that nobody finds his body. Make him disappear. You'll get your normal pay." Kabuto explained.
The raven haired man nodded, "I shall take the assignment. Tell Orochimaru that this will be done on Thursday."
"Good to hear, Sasuke. Oh, another thing, have you decided on a answer to Orochimaru's offer?" Kabuto asked with a slight smile.
Sasuke nodded and said, "Yes, and the answer is no. I work for no one. I am a freelancer. I do jobs for people who pay top dollar. So far Orochimaru has been one of my top clients, but I have others. I do not take sides. I just do my job and expect to get paid. Nothing more, nothing less. I mean no disrespect to him, but that's just the way I work." Sasuke calmly and politely explained.
Kabuto shrugged, "Eh, suit yourself. Well, good luck, and we expect to hear from you the day after the job is done."
Sasuke nodded once more, then took his leave.
"I hate people, y'know that? I really do." A young, blonde haired man said angrily.
"Naruto, you always say that and you never mean it." A pink haired girl replied.
"This time I'm serious. This is the forth fucking parking ticket I've gotten in a month, Sakura. Four! That's insane! What, does the fucking city have it out for me?! I was an hour late before I ran out of time at the parking meter. They should have given me at least one more hour." Naruto explained.
Sakura rolled her eyes, "Its only fifty bucks, its not that bad. You're not that poor. And if you don't slow the hell down you'll get a speeding ticket too."
"I'm only going fourty, its no big deal."
"Yeah, and the speed limit is twenty-five." Sakura replied.
"Fine, fine, but I'm not paying that ticket. The parking security guy can shove this ticket up his ass." Naruto fumed.
"Whatever," Sakura muttered, "Oh! Did you ever find out what Sasuke does for a living yet?"
Naruto shook his head, "Nope. I've tried to get it out of him, but he never says. I'm still betting he works for the CIA, that's why he can't tell us. Some top secret government shit, y'know? What about you? Any luck?"
"No, we talk a bit, but he has never mentioned what he does," Sakura was quiet for a moment then said, "I still think he's a underground porn star. He might be embarrassed to tell us."
Naruto raised a brow, "You'd like that wouldn't you. Would you go out and buy his porno movies he's in if he was?"
Sakura blushed slightly, "You pervert…….I might."
"HA! Who's the pervert now?" Naruto said in triumph.
"You have to admit, he's pretty good looking." Sakura said.
Naruto eyed Sakura carefully, "If I said he was, would you call me gay or something? I don't swing that way. I may have experimented in high school, but that was it."
Sakura giggled, "Oooo, getting all defensive now. Hmm, makes me wonder."
"Wonder all you want, I'm telling the truth here." Naruto replied, somewhat irritated that his straightness would be questioned, "Anyways, what's the pool up too?"
"Three hundred and fifty bucks. You get Sasuke to tell you what he does for a living, and all that money is yours." Sakura said.
The two sat in silence the rest of the way as Naruto drove to their destination: The Konoha apartment complex. It was a average complex. The apartments weren't fancy, but they were adequate. Plus, they knew almost everyone that lived there. Except Sasuke. Sasuke was their mystery person. Sure, they were friendly with him and he was friendly back, but he never talked about his past or what he did for a living. For the most part he would just listen to what everyone would say. As a matter of fact he almost never talks, unless he is addressed to. He and Naruto seemed to hit it off when they first met. Naruto, being the loud mouth he is, invited Sasuke over the first day he moved to the apartments, to have some ramen and beer. Sasuke at first declined, but the blonde's persistence finally got Sasuke over. Naruto introduced him to everyone in the apartment complex including Sakura. The three of them, having apartments right next to each other, hit it off. Not to long after that came the bets as to what Sasuke did for a living. Everyone at the complex that knew Sasuke had pitched in money and gave a guess as to what he did for a living, unbeknownst to him, or so they thought. Whoever would guess it right, would get it all. So far no one has guessed it right. If anyone knew what he did for a living, they might not want him near them.
After dealing with his temporary employer, Sasuke decided to head home. He had some preparation to do. He had six days to kill Orochimaru's target. Some young guy named Sakon. The file Kabuto provided Sasuke with gave him his address and hang outs. But Sasuke liked to study his targets personally, see what they did day to day.
He pulled up to the apartment complex and parked his car. He grabbed his briefcase, and headed to his apartment. His was located on the second floor, apartment 210. As he unlocked his door a certain blonde haired neighbor of his approached him.
"Good evening, Naruto." Sasuke greeted.
"Hey Sasuke. You up for some pizza and beer tonight? Kiba and Shikamaru are buying the pizza." Naruto said with a big fox-like grin.
Sasuke thought for a moment, "What time?"
"In an hour or so. You up for it?"
Sasuke nodded, "Sure, I might be a little late though. I have some things to clean up."
Naruto smiled, "Bitchin! I'll tell them you'll be coming." Naruto then took off back into his apartment.
Sasuke entered his apartment. It was small, but he didn't mind. The only company he had over was Naruto, Sakura , and a few other apartment folk. He had more then enough money to buy himself a mansion, but he chose not to. None of his employers know where he lives and he likes to keep it that way. He doesn't like bringing unwanted attention to himself, so they contact him by phone.
He placed his briefcase on the bed as well as his tie. He opened up the case to reveal a small arsenal of weaponry. A few handguns, some knives, a grenade, and silencers that fit to each of his handguns. He sat on the bed and pulled out one of his handguns as well a cleaning utensil and began to clean and oil his guns. Once he was finished he stripped down and took a well needed shower. By the time he finished and got dressed he heard a knock at the door.
He grabbed his trusty forty-five handgun and cautiously looked through the peephole to see who it was. It was Naruto.
"Hey teme, you comin' or what?" Naruto asked.
Sasuke smiled and hid his gun, then opened the door, "I'm ready. What kind of pizza did they get?"
"Pepperoni, and a ham and pineapple one. We also got lots of beer." Naruto said the last part in a sing-song voice.
Sasuke smirked, "Sounds good, I can't drink to much though. I need to get up early tomorrow."
"Oh, what are you doing tomorrow?" Naruto asked, hoping he would get Sasuke to slip up and say what his job was.
"Stuff." Was his simple reply.
Naruto frowned, knowing that was all he was going to say about it. The two entered Naruto's apartment and found Kiba and Shikamaru sitting at a small round table stuffing their faces with pizza.
"Gee, thanks for waiting." Naruto said sarcastically.
"You guys took to long, and I'm hungry, damn it." Kiba replied as he washed his pizza down with a cold beer.
"So, its just us guys tonight. The girls all decided to have a women's night out." Naruto explained as he sat down and reached for a slice of pepperoni.
"Did Ino go with them?" Kiba asked.
"Yeah, the troublesome woman asked me for fifty bucks to go spend with them. Probably gonna buy some more shoes." The young man lazily said.
Naruto chuckled, "You're so pussy whipped."
"No he isn't, you have to actually get pussy to be pussy whipped." Kiba said with a mischievous grin.
"Troublesome dog boy." Shikamaru muttered.
"You know, they should make a ramen pizza. I bet it would be awesome." Naruto said as he downed his first beer.
"I bet it would taste like shit." Kiba said.
"How would you know? It could be good." Naruto defended. Sasuke gave a slight smile at the argument that was taking place.
"No it couldn't. You'd probably be the only person who would eat it." Kiba retorted.
Naruto muttered under his breath then started on his second beer.
"I brought some cards over so we can play some poker." Shikamaru finally said.
"I'm game. How about you, Sasuke?" Naruto asked.
"Sure, are we playing for money?" He said.
"Quarters and dimes only, I'm already poor on account of Ino." Shikamaru stated.
Kiba grinned, "You're so whipped."
After three hours of drinking and playing some poker, Sasuke decided he should probably get to bed. The other three who were much more intoxicated then he was, didn't really put up much of a fuss about it. He was walking out of Naruto's apartment when he accidentally bumped into Sakura.
"Sorry about that, I didn't see you." Sasuke apologized.
"Its ok. How did your 'men's' night go?" She asked.
"It was entertaining to say the least. Naruto is always fun to watch when he's drunk." He said with a smirk.
"That he is. Did hear about the time he kissed a guy at the bar down town?" She asked with a smile.
Sasuke frowned, "Unfortunately, yes. That guy he kissed was me."
Sakura stifled a laugh, "A-are you serious?"
He nodded, "It wasn't pleasant."
She let out her laugh, "The bummer is that I missed it. Did anyone take a picture?"
"No, and thank god for that." He replied.
"I can't believe I didn't hear that it was you. Damn, I always miss the good stuff. Anyway, I'm pretty tired, us girls did a lot of shopping." She said with a grin.
"I'm tired too. I'll see you tomorrow." He said as he walked towards his apartment.
"Good night." She said.
"Good night." He said as he entered his apartment.
He took his shoes and socks off and headed towards his bed. When he laid down he began to think as to how he was going to kill his next target. With the thoughts running through his head he turned out his lights and finally fell asleep.
Over the next few days, Sasuke stalked his target with ninja like stealth. Always following him, taking pictures of him, and thinking of ways he could dispose of him without any witnesses. He already decided that he was going to bury his body out in the woods in the outskirts of the city. There was a particular spot he chose to bury him, which was miles away from any people. No one would find him. Usually, he would get a 'disposable' car, put the body in the trunk and blow it up, but Orochimaru didn't want anyone to find him, so he opted for the woods.
Sasuke decided the best time to kill him would be at around eleven-thirty at night when he came home. He parked his car on the bottom floor of a parking complex right next to his apartment building. He was always alone at this time. He would drop his brother, Ukon, off at his house then head home after a days work, which usually consisted of selling drugs. Once Ukon was gone Sakon was all alone. It was a perfect window of opportunity. On top of that no one was up and about in the parking area at that time of night. He decided to finish the job a day early.
Sasuke had already coated the trunk of his car with disposable plastic so as not to stain his trunk with blood. In his back seat he had a shovel and some lime. He was ready and waiting at the bottom floor of the parking complex. He looked at his watch which read eleven-twenty nine. And as if on cue, Sakon rolled up in his silver BMW. Sasuke waited a moment and watched as Sakon stumbled out of the car. From the looks it, he was either high or drunk. Sasuke probably thought he was high, but it didn't matter, he was going to be dead in a few seconds anyway.
Sasuke put some black leather gloves on and un-holstered his H&K .45 handgun. He placed a clip full of hollow point bullets in the gun then screwed on a silencer to the barrel and then opened his car door and stepped out. He unlocked the trunk to make things faster. By this time Sakon had almost walked past Sasuke's car. He noticed Sasuke and gave him a confused look.
"Who the fuck are you?" Sakon muttered.
Sasuke didn't answer, but instead he quickly aimed his gun and fired two rounds into the young man's chest. Sakon immediately collapsed to the ground in heap. Sasuke holstered his gun and grabbed Sakon's arms and dragged him towards the back of his car. He opened the drunk and using all his strength lifted the body and shoved it in the trunk. He closed the trunk and went back to where he shot his target and picked up the two bullet casings his gun ejected. He checked to see if his target bled on the ground. There was no trace of blood. The hollow points made sure the bullets wouldn't exit his body and leave a mess.
He then got into his car, started it, and took off. There was no trace that shooting had just happened. During the drive Sasuke put in a CD. The drive was going to be long so he decided to listen to some peaceful music. After about thirty minutes into the drive, Sasuke was enjoying Beethoven's symphony number five, when he heard a light banging. At first he thought he might have a flat, but his steering was fine. As the light banging continued he thought he might have ran something over, then it dawned on him. Sakon might still be alive. He was almost to his destination so he decided to wait till he got there. The light banging persisted all the way to the burial sight.
Sasuke exited his car and opened the back trunk to see a dying Sakon, still alive mind you. The plastic coating his trunk was covered in blood. Bloody hand prints were smeared on the roof of the trunk. Sakon looked up at Sasuke with half closed eyes. He coughed up more blood then said in a soft and pained voice, "W-whatever it is I did, I-I'll stop. I'm sorry."
Sasuke pulled out his forty-five and aimed it at the dying young man and said, "Its nothing personal with me, just business." He then fired several rounds in the young mans heart and a final round in his head, effectively ending his life.
Sasuke undid the plastic covering the back of his trunk and wrapped the body in it. He then carried the corpse and dumped it into the hole he had dug. He grabbed the lime and his shovel in the back seat and poured the lime over the body, then he began to cover up the hole.
Sasuke got back into his car and headed home. No one would suspect that this young man had just killed someone. And no one would suspect that he would never get caught. This was his life and this was his job.
Authors note: Hello everybody! I hope you liked my first chapter. Tell me what you all think. I was thinking of doing some pairings but I wasn't sure who to pair up. Any ideas would be helpful, and so would reviews!