A/N:
Hey!
Uhm anyways I thought it was about time I contributed something to the fandom. So here's a story! It may start off bland but it'll get there!
Please enjoy!
So this is how it is
This is how I die
By the hands who gave me life
Slowly glancing up, from the corner of my eyes I could see them.
Mother and Father…
So she this is how she wants her grandson to die. Tch… as if I'd feel anything from it.
"Sakura!" The old hag shouts. Even as I die I still can't stand her. I will not feel remorse for my actions.
"Lady Chiyo…" My grandmother's name called by the pink haired teen. I watched as she limped over to Chiyo. No doubt she might die soon from my poison. In fact both may end up dying. How amusing…
"I have an informant..." I began. As I start to lose conscious I may as well reward them for their efforts. The pink haired girl looks at me with such bitterness as I speak but I could tell she was avidly listening. As I finished speaking she stared at me for a while.
What is it that she wanted. Was killing me not enough? Was the information on Kabuto not satisfactory?!
Then there it was. The depression of her eyebrows.
Was it sympathy? No, there's no sympathy for the cruel.
She pitied me. The pink haired girl pitied me! The audacity this girl had to pity me!
Before I could call her out on it my head hung low. My eyes no longer providing me with sight.
Cold
Even though I was no longer human the feeling of Death welcomed me.