It was a cloudy moonless night. The clouds hung heavily in the sky, looking like they were carrying a burden. The patches of sky looked like blue ink. It wasn't very dark, though, in the city. The dull glow below annoyed the eyes.
Naruto Uzumaki sighed when he saw the sky. He was hoping for a full moon tonight – his last night. Why couldn't God do this one little favor for him? It wasn't like he was asking for much, just a full moon shining against a starry night. But no. Of course tonight was so cloudy that no moonshine shone through. Of course tonight of all nights.
Well, if this was God's attempt to stop him, then God can forget it. This was going to happen, nothing could stop Naruto. He looked over at the small wooden table where his blade laid. He saw the glob of slivery light that sat on the knife's spine. He picked up the knife and held it close to his chest.
A fat drop of water landed on his hand. How mildly surprising, he thought. I'm crying. He wasn't too sure why he was crying. Was it from relief and happiness? Did he feel freedom was soon to come to him?
Or was it because he was scared?
He shook his head. Keep thoughts away, he told himself.
Lifting the knife to his pale wrists, he sucked in a final breath. He positioned it so the blade would cut vertically. He started to press in deeply; a point of blood appeared…..
With a clank, Naruto dropped the knife. His fingers trembled and shook. He was afraid! He yelled out angrily.
Tears started to pour out of his light blue eyes. He slid down the wall and curled up in a ball.
"Fuck…..fuck…fuck…..FUCK!"
He grabbed the knife that lay a bit away from him and slashed at his right wrist horizontally. The blood shot out of the line he made, crying red tears. The anger drained out of him along with the blood. When the cut clotted, Naruto felt at peace.
But even at peace, Naruto kept crying.