Grass, Titanium, and the Girl I Killed Chapter 1: Once Upon A Time, a naruto fanfic

A/N: I pulled the idea from a book I skimmed over at the library. The summary was interesting but I didn't check it out. My mom ended up reading it herself and said it was really good and once I read the summary again I got the idea for this story. So, here it is!

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Grass, Titanium, and the Girl I Killed

All OCs and plot belong to me.

All rights for Naruto characters are reserved for Masashi Kishimoto.

Prologue

"In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on." –Robert Frost

Yeah, he couldn't be more right.

Chapter 1

Once Upon A Time

Once upon a time, there was a girl with gorgeous and natural rosy pink hair. Emerald eyes and pale skin, she was adored by everyone; her parents, her teachers, her peers. She withheld a rare kindness and will and ranked highest in her class in intelligence. She excelled at everything she did, sports, art, dance, cheer. This isn't her story in the least, unless you count the part where I killed her.

:: Xander—

Tha-Thump.

Tha-Th-

Scrrech!

My energy was just as drained as the toilet water after someone flushed it. My skin held a greyish, weak color that startled me.

'Isn't that the color of a dead man's skin?'

I hoped I wouldn't get in trouble for turning off the heart monitor. 'Maybe they won't notice.'

The glare of the white, sterile walls irritated my eyes. I didn't remember their color.

'Maybe they're the same color of that angry boy's eyes?' My mind flashed back to the overly loud, banana color haired boy. I didn't know why he was so mad.

'Was it something I did?' The questioned rang unanswered as the same sterile white door creaked open. Clicks echoed in the room as a woman with short, black hair walked in, clipboard in hand.

'I wonder what the sky looks like.' I cocked my head to the side and smiled before the woman sat in the circular, spinning chair. 'I don't remember.'

"Hello, Tsubaki." The woman said her happy voice plastic. The way her posture spoke showed that she hid an underlining hate for me. "I'm Shizune, you're caretaker. I'm here to ask you a few questions."

'What did I do?' The thought had lingered in my brain since I awoke and noticing the silver bands around me wrist. They wouldn't let me move.

"How do you feel?" She asked, holding the tip of her shiny pen asked the crisp paper on the clipboard. I blinked as a thin smile wormed its way on my lips. "I feel…" I looked down at my cold hands, the hands of a dead man. "…numb…"

I watched the woman mar her sheet of paper with ink, its' color I couldn't see. 'Maybe it's a sparkling crimson.'

"What's three times four?"

"Twelve." I spoke, my head tilting to towards the door.

"What comes after 'U'?"

"'V'" Mother used to teach me the alphabet.

"What's color is the sky?"

'Is she confused like me? Is that why she needs to know these things?' Another thought as my voice filled the air. "The sky is a changing shade of blue. Sometimes black."

'I remember.'

Silence filled the room with the acceptation of the scratching of pen on paper. Shizune paused and look to the area beside my bed and quickly stood.

"Why'd you unplug the heart monitor?" She panicked, rushing over and slipping the cord back into the wall.

Tha-Thump.

"My heartbeat scared me." I said, confused. 'Did I not have the option to turn it off?'

Shizune's hand clenched as she picked up her clipboard and pen from the floor. She bowed and left the room without another word.

A sheet of paper sat on the floor forgotten by my caretaker. I wanted to call to her, remind her of her sheet of paper but my tummy said that she wouldn't answer.

'Why?'

The paper was close enough to read the ebony writing. 'The color was black.'

ARASHI, XANDER TSUBAKI

CASE 276

Reason for admission: Murder of Haruno, Sakura

Mental Disorder?: Split Personality

Treatment: N/A

Memory Sustained?: Yes

Sex: F

Birthday: August 6th

Age: 17

Eye Color: Blue

I stopped reading the form. 'I murdered someone? Why?' I asked. I gave the paper another glance.

Eye Color: Blue

'I wonder if they're the same shade as the angry boy.' Quiet and loneliness filled the room. I leaned against the bed and let my eyelids cover my blue eyes.

'Maybe I'll remember in the morning…'

:: Xander –

The angry boy came again. A dark haired boy with night sky blue eyes restrained him. The same hate that lingered in Shizune's boy was evident in their eyes.

"You killed her! Let me go, teme! Let me kill her, too!" He shouted. I cringed and stared wide eyed.

"You can't, dope, unless you want to end up in like her." I cringed, again, at the dark pools of blue.

"I don't remember. I'm sorry for killing her. I don't remember why." I said scared as both their eyes landed on me. "Mother used to tell me it'd happen one day. That I had those 'same ugly eyes' as my father. I think he killed someone too."

I smiled. "Maybe that's why I killed her. Or maybe she was the wrong person at the wrong place." I frowned. "I don't remember."

"She can talk." The banana haired boy whispered, shocked for someone reason.

"Of course I can. Mother taught me." I was really confused. 'Why would I not be able to talk?'

The dark haired boy looked annoyed. "I keep telling you, dope, that this isn't the same girl that murdered Sakura. The Tsubaki that killed Sakura left the moment she died."

The angry boy wasn't angry any more. He had a look of understanding.

"Who is your hate for?" I asked. 'There's another me?'

The understanding boy slipped out the door leaving the dark haired boy behind. He looked at me, eyes cold with underlining hate and softness.

"Titanium." After his one word he left.

'Who is Titanium? Is she me?' I mulled over the name.

'Titanium. Why did she murder Sakura?'

:: Xander –