To Love A Demon
2many2chooseJUST1: I do NOT own Naruto or any characters therein. Only Nao is mine.
Chapter 1: Dreaming of the Past
"Come Nao, we need to leave now…quickly!" said a woman with beautiful chocolate brown hair and light blue eyes to her daughter. The child known as Nao nodded silently, grabbing her mother's hand and following her out of the room.
"Where are we going mommy?" the girl asked.
"We're leaving this place…you're in too much danger here," the mother replied quickly.
The girl's mother grabbed something, placing it in a bag, and then went from room to room checking to make sure everything was packed up…Everything that was absolutely necessary, that is.
"Momma, I forgot something!" Nao suddenly perked up, her silvery blue eyes widening in remembrance. She yanked her hand out of her mother's grasp, running out of the house towards her favorite spot.
"Nao! Wait! PLEASE NAO, IT'S DANGEROUS!" her mother called after her. The young child paid no mind to what her mother was saying. She had to do this, she just had to! If she didn't, she would never forgive herself. So she ran to where she thought for sure he might be.
After 10 minutes of running through town, she finally thought she spotted who she was looking for. A little boy with red hair was sitting up on a roof, crying and holding his chest, it looked like to Nao.
"Why is he crying?" she said softly, wondering who it was that made her friend cry.
She was about to go up and give him something when all of a sudden, a protective sand shield raised itself behind the boy. She could see him turn around, scared and probably feeling all alone. Nao could only watch terrified as she heard the loud and sickening crunch of bones from above. Fighting with all her might, the girl urged her legs to move. Since she was trained by her father, who was an elite ninja, she ran towards and through the building as quickly as possible to get to the roof top. Once there, she saw a horrific sight. Her best friend was crying, there was blood everywhere, and he looked afraid of what had happened.
She cried out, running to the boy. He looked up just as she hugged him close to her.
"Hey, what happened?" she asked softly, praying that he was alright.
Suddenly she was shoved off of him, falling backwards, landing on her rump rather roughly. The red haired boy was going towards the body she had just now noticed.
"Who are you? What do you want?" he asked, obviously frightened.
He pulled the mask off of the ninja she guessed had attacked him. When he pulled the mask off they both gasped, and he started to cry. It was one of his relatives, whom the both of the children thought loved her dear friend.
The teary-eyed redhead then screamed. His agonized scream pained Nao to the deepest reaches of her very own heart. As she tried to walk up to the boy, who was kneeling beside the injured person, crying out in despair, a sand burst came out of nowhere and forced her back.
"NAAAOOOO!" she heard her mother's voice out in the distance. She turned back to the sound of her mother's voice tuning everything else out.
Her mother sounded very worried, and Nao knew she had to get back to her soon.
Nao wanted desperately to hold him, and tell him it wasn't his fault, but she couldn't get her legs to work right. Looking down, she saw that the sand was holding her down. She caught a few words that horrified her tremendously.
"All these years, you have been watched, and studied…"
They treated him like this…and it was all just an experiment? Like some random experiment performed on lab rats? How could they? Nao fumed, enraged. Treating him like he was a monster? He was just a boy! A scared, frightened boy that was all alone…No friends and his family hated him as much as all the villagers did! It was wrong…They must have known it!
Nao couldn't believe her ears…her friend was an experiment and considered a monster, when he was only a scared little kid. How dare they do this to him…
The dark haired girl began to cry, trying to tune what he said out…She just couldn't take it anymore…her friend wasn't a monster…Not that she knew of at least.
And if he were, it wouldn't have been his fault that he was that way. It was then that she remembered her own past, even if it were a little more recent…A man with a purple rope tying his clothes used one of the most forbidden jutsus on her father.
It tortured him to the very most extreme extent and it was so awful that Nao even felt the unbearable pain.
She remembered it felt like her whole head was being split in two with a blunt axe, and she was being beaten with a sock full of apples. Her body ached all over for several hours after her father was already dead. Nao didn't think that the pain would ever subside, and she actually passed out.
Nao got up, and began backing away when she heard the all too familiar sound of sizzling.
Bad news! Paper bombs! What do I do? Nao thought frantically.
She looked around for cover…unfortunately, there was none. The blast came, and she ducked down, preparing for the worst. When there was no end to her own life, she looked up, and saw the boy's sand had protected him, thus protecting her as well, considering she was behind him.
"Are you okay?" she asked quietly.
No response. She could hear him sobbing, and she wanted more than anything to be able to comfort him.
As she walked up to him, she reached her hand out, making her wrist tinkle slightly in doing so.
Looking down, Nao realized that she was still wearing the last thing her parents gave her…The small bracelet with three charms on it; a teddy bear, an angel, and a miniature kunai. The teddy bear represented her youth, the angel, how precious she was to her family, and the kunai was how she was to become a great ninja one day. Though it was a little big for her wrist, she loved it all the same.
When she looked back up, the boy was still sobbing, but it was getting more agonized each second. Suddenly, the sand warped around him wildly, making her step back in fear. It stopped almost as soon as it had started, but this time, the boy spoke…but not in the childish voice he normally used. This time, it was full of hate, and malice.
"I'm all alone…I'm all that matters…" the red haired boy stated.
Nao tried to walk towards him about to protest, but the sand turned on her and burst out, and as close to the edge she was, she fell, screaming. Reaching out for something, anything, to grab onto, and her bracelet fell from her wrist, tinkling softly as it fell to the ground.
Nao's child body hit the ground with a loud and almost sickening thud.
"NAO!" a woman's voice screamed in terror. "OH MY GOD, NAO, ARE YOU OKAY? NAO, SPEAK TO ME, PLEASE…WAKE UP NAO!"
Whilst the woman was screaming frantically, the sand picked up a small silver bracelet, bringing it to the boy. It made a small jingling sound and everything faded out quickly with the woman still saying Nao's name…But softer now, like the pain was beginning to turn to numbness.
"Nao…Nao…please…please wake up…please wake up Nao…"