The Pain of Life
Prologue
"Naruto!"
The first gunshot had ripped its way through his friend's shoulder. The second into his thigh and the third into his stomach. His screams echoed around the small alleyway as he staggered backwards, fighting to stay upright.
"Naruto! Oh my god! Naruto! Wake up. Please wake up!"
The forth and last shot had been at point blank range. Into his chest. I watched as if in slow motion as the small body of my blond best friend had crumpled to the ground.
"Naruto!"
I'd watched as the blood pooled around the limp form. The man stood over the fallen figure of my friend... and laughed.
Laughed.
Siren's now. The police had got my call. I tugged viciously against the ropes that held my arms up in place. They cut into my wrists, leaving them raw and red. The man turned to face me, a smile on his face. He walked towards me, got close enough so that I could smell the alcohol on his breath. He pointed the gun, eyes manically wide, laughing.
Blue flashy lights. The slamming of doors. The man's finger squeezed the trigger. I squeezed my eyes tightly closed, waiting for the impact. It never came. With a loud bang, the bullet had glanced harmlessly off the brick wall behind me. Footsteps. Running. The man re-loaded his gun with a shrug and a manic grin, poising it ready to fire.
A/N: Thanks for reading peeps! :D (This is not a Deathfic by the way... at least... I don't think it will be, but it will have Hurt/Comfort, and yes, as you've probably worked out, it's a this world fic) If you liked it, please drop me a review! :D xxx