She lives! Yes. I'm back. I finally gathered up enough motivation, ideas and courage to write another fic.

Curious, does anyone even like Final Year? If yes, I'll try my hardest to finish it. If no, I may discontinue it. However, I hate leaving things half-assed and incomplete, so I probably will try my best to complete it.

Anyways, I came up with this idea after drawing a pic to "Getting Away With Murder" by Papa Roach. Then getting the idea from it for this story at 2am last night. The title was inspired by "Keep Secrets" by Saosin, the song I was listening to when I thought up this idea. I wrote it while listening to "(Don't Fear) The Reaper" by Blue Öyster Cult.

This fic will have many quotes from songs I get inspired by.

Rated: T. Possible M later.

Warnings: Horror, Gore, Violence, Possible Sexual Themes (unlikely), AU, OOC-ness, Yaoi.

Summary: I just wanted a normal teenaged life, not one that you see on those horror movies! What did I do to deserve this!?

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, but I do own a Seme Sori who's a control-freak, unfortunate, Uke Dei. (Long story short; Look around on my DeviantART.)

Keeping Secrets :Prologue:

Oh no.

This is not good.

"How cute. You're trembling." He coos to me in that sickly sweet voice of his. His words are like silk, yet with a nip of poison edging at his tone, which can, and will, spell trouble for me.

I feel something cold against my barely clothed back. The wall. The damned wall.

A chill runs up my spine as he moves closer, that flirtatious smirk I fell so hard for on his face.

Shit. I'm cornered.

I back up as close as I can to the solid, paneled corner behind me when he leans in. I shut me eyes tight when I feel his cold hands on my waist, close to my hips, and his lips near my shoulder. He kisses my collarbone and mumbles, "You broke your promise." Then I feel his breath next to my ear. He whispers to me, "You didn't keep my secret." His lips brush across my jaw softly, teasingly, "I trusted you."

No- no- no! Why is this happening!

With as much strength as I can muster, I push him away, running to the opposite side of the room, where my ticket to freedom is. The door!

I stumble a bit, from my legs being so wobbly. When I reach the metal door, I jiggle the freezing doorknob.

Fuck! Locked! Not good. Really not good. I frantically shuffle backwards a step or two, inwardly screaming at myself. How the hell did I get myself into this mess?! Why is this happening to me?! I just wanted a normal teenaged life, not one that you see on those horror movies! What did I do to deserve this?!

"You know exactly what you did and why this is happening to you." He says this as if he's been reading my mind the whole time, listening to my raging thoughts and screams. "If you'd have kept the secret, instead of going to tell them, you wouldn't be in this predicament." He hints ever so softly in my ear yet again. I let the tears flow freely down my cheeks now.

I'm probably gonna die.

I don't turn around. He is the last thing I want to see before I perish. I have no chance to say goodbye to mom, my dearest friends, or anything. It's just him and I, trapped inside this frigid room.

He kisses my neck almost lovingly. If he wasn't like this, and was normal, like every other 18 year old boy, we could probably have been something. My heart is beating more rapidly then ever when he says, "I'm sure you know what happens now."

No. I am gonna die.

My breath hitches in my throat when I feel the cold metal of a gun's barrel against my left temple.

"P-please," I beg quietly, my voice raspy, as if I haven't used it in while, "Don't…"

He chuckles, "I'm very sorry, but I can't allow you to say anymore about me." He pecks my right cheek, "You were fun to play with. Such a shame that this happened." He mutters with a tint of fake sadness. He was always such a good actor. In a slow, barely audible voice, like he wants to intrigue me into hearing these last words, he says,

"Don't fear the reaper…"

I hear the click of the gun's hammer.

"Night-night, Dei-chan… Love you."

Prologue completed. So far, I love this.

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-Saki