Oni
A Naruto AU loosely based on Japanese history.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of them but the versions that live in my head. Kishimoto-sensei is a genius in my mind.
- Preface -
Cold wind blew strongly against the open shutters of the old windows, causing one to slam hard on its warped frame. The night was dark, clouds covering the moon and stars. A storm was rolling in off the ocean far from the mountains.
Silently, a man stood just within the window, his black garbs blending him in perfectly. Only at close inspection could one see he existed, standing thin against the wall with blood splattered here and there, covering his claw like hands. He remained there watching the body of a young woman grow cold with his mismatching eyes, the only part of him not covered in cloth. She stood out against the dark in the middle of the near empty room, colorful yet pale. Blood was still slowly dripping down her delecate face to gather on the collar of her azure kimono, staining it a dull red. Bright eyes stared back at him, locked in fear, the blood starting to thicken and dry over her cheek. The man slowly made his way over carefully and knelt down to pick up the limp form from the floor.
"Goodnight, Sensei." The soft voice cut through the suddenly still air, feeling very out of place.
There was no answer but the coming of the storm yet again slamming the shutter. The old schoolhouse was soon vacant of both visitor and dead. Nothing left behind to indicate what had occurred but for a now cold, empty room that only ghosts seemed to thrive in.