"Kyaaaaaaa!" I jolted awake and sat up on my bed, panting. *huff* *huff* "T-thank goodness, it was only a dream." I said in a whisper, not wanting to wake anyone up. I wiped the sweat off my brow before fully taking notice of my surroundings. It was dark, as it normally is at 3 in the morning. All was normal, except one thing. There was an orange glowing from outside my bedroom door, along with crackling noises. 'What? Fire? How?' I thought. I stepped out off my bed, putting my feet down on the cold floor. I was wearing what I normally wore to bed. A tight black tank top, and violet short-shorts. My hair was tied up with a purple elastic band into a bun. I sleepily shuffled across the floor, opening the door lazily, stepping into the midst of orange flames. I stood there in awe, the warmth of the flames brushing against my bare legs. My house was burning up, being devored by the flames. All I could do was put a hand over my nose and mouth to prevent myself from inhaling smoke, while I thought. 'What do I do? What should I do? Should I call for help? Should I see for myself?, What about my parents?' It was all the same things. Deciding on seeing for myself, I panicked and ran to my Dad's room, where he and my mother slept.
"Mom! Dad!" I yelped as I ran franticly down the hall towards thier room, twisting in and out of the scorchering flames, my hair fell out of the bun and into a ponytail, swaying behind my back. I soon reached the door and saw a glowing from inside, along with multipe shadows. Upon opening the door, I recongnized three or four presences. One on the ground not too far from me. It was fading, and fading quickly. I quickly made my way over to the fading presence, trying to stay as calm as I could while quickly figuring out the familiar body, but I broke down, and fell to my knees weeping. "Mom!" I said, between hiccups and tears. The body infront of me was cut up, bruised and burned. But none the less, I frantically worked, desperatly trying to keep her alive. I worked for minutes and minutes, using all the techniques I knew, but nothing was helping. It was too late by now, she was already gone. Tears were falling onto her body after running down my face and my hair was draped gracefully over her now perished body. It was difficult, but I pushed myself to get up, and move on. Move on to save the last thing I had left.
"Dad!" I yelled into the depth room, putting the rest of my hope on his life. What was happening? Why was this happening? Why my Family! What do they want with my family?
"I-Ino.." My thoughts were broken by a raspy voice, I soon located to be at the back of the room. Slowly, trying to collect myself, I hesitanly stepped foward. "Dad..?" I softly replied.
"D-don't come.." His voice was slowly fading, along with his presence. "No! Dad!" I yelled, running foward, into the presence of the last two people in the room. My father was tied up, and being choked. His normal writhering wasn't as jerky anymore, and was becoming less and less frequent. "Dad..." My voice faded into the darkness, tears continuing to stream down my face. I panickied this time, franticly doing what I need to do, because this time, he didn't reply. I threw multiple kunai and shuriken and the one choking my father. It seemed he cared more about killing my father than about his own life, as he let multiple weapons hit, few of the missing. I moved my bangs away from my face, revealing my right eye to see both bodies drop to the ground with a large "THUMP!". I charged at the other one, tightly gripping a kunai. He was holding my family scroll, with all the hidden and forbidden jitsu's recorded in my family. Upon seeing this, half my questions were awnsered, but still the one question left unawnsered haunted me. "Why?" I threw the kunai that I had once been gripped in my hand. I threw it towards him, assuring I was completely on target, but he used a replacement technique before it hit, and he jumped out the window, with my family scroll. After that I didn't bother going after him, but franticly worked to save my father. I moved him over so he was lying next to my mother's corpse. I desperatly tried to heal whatever wounds he had inflicted upon himself but it was yet again, too late. I was runnig out of Chakara and he was already dead. Both of my parent's corpses were bruised and burned, cut and torn open. Both of them lay side by side, in a peacful silence. I placed my self in between them, weeping and calling out thier names, almost expecting them to awnser, even though the most part of me knew they wouldn't. Tears flowed down my face and onto the bodies that lie on either side of me. My hair draped down my back, and instead of it being blonde, it was partially blood red. I continued to cry, but at some point I collapsed, lying in between my Mother and Father's bodies. It was useless to do anything more. No I'm wrong again. I'm the one that's useless.
*Shake* *shake* *shake* I stayed where I was, not even bothering to make a sound. I was tierd and stressed, I wanted to be left alone. *Slice, cut* I winced as something cut my left arm, but stayed as still as posssible. *Tug, tug* They tugged on my hair. I only winced slightly, but jeez, would they just leave me alone? *Kick, stomp* The wind was knocked out of me, as a foot violently pressed into my abdomen, after I was violently kicked in my side. I opened my eyes to be half-lidded, looking like I was half-dead. It was how I felt anyway. I had blood from my parents left on my clothes and hair, as they clung to my body in some places. Minor cuts and bruises, minus the one recently given to me, and a few burns covered my body. I wasn't too hurt, but who ever was doing this would so get a mouth full afterwards. "Yamanaka Ino" A deep voice spoke to me, but I didn't bother to reply, still pissed off at how they injured me along with disturbing my sleep. "What are your parents current condition?" He asked in a stern voice. Considering he was asking me this, the medical team wasn't here yet. Sighing, I finally awnsered. "They're dead" I replied after a minute or two, in a monotone voice. "And yourself?" The stern voice spoke to me again, Making me feel slightly threatend. I wanted to growl and tell him to get the fuck out of my house, and to leave me and my parents the fuck alone, but I wouldn't do that. I wasn't a dog. And I needed at least the smallest bit of help. So, I replied with the same monotone voice as before. "I'm fine." I said in a sigh. From that point on, I didn't hear the voice anymore, I just sat in silence until the medical team arrived, and put me out.
A/N: Please Review. It's my first FanFiction I\ve shared and I want to know how my writing is. Oh, I don't own Naruto. Most people don't.
Songs- (Ao no Exorcist OST) - Exorcist Concerto First Movement Me & Creed, Beside you (Marianas Trench)
"Someday we'll rest in peace
I say it's not for real
One day it's gonna be
Between Me and Creed
Between Me and Creed"