The Curse of the Yellow-Eyed Monster

by SpunkyPaperAngel

Bruises, scratches, hissing animals, strange sounds, nightmares, and piles of sand started showing up out of nowhere when Karura Kana became acquainted with Hiro Kazeno. Even though Kushina had warned her that Hiro was no good, that Hiro had strange eyes, the guy looked normal. Like the average chemistry partner, with maybe just a tint of evil. Alternate universe- modern times.

1. Intro

Karura Kana and Hiro Kazeno are the full names I made up for Karura and The Fourth Kazekage (the SandSib's parents), for those unaware.

While I aim to make this a movie PG-13 suspense/thriller/horror type of story, I don't promise I will succeed. I'm more of a drama/humor person. Still, I think this should be fun.
I should also note that I have fifteen chapters of it already written, and they vary greatly in length. Most are relatively short, with some long ones here and there. If length inconsistency bothers you, then this might not be the story for you.
For the next fifteen weeks this will be updated almost weekly. Some weeks I will post one-shots or chapters for my other ongoing stories instead.
If you like this little intro or any future chapters, please leave a comment on the review section. I love getting feedback, especially when writing in these genres outside my comfort zone.

I don't own Narutoverse.

The Curse of the Yellow-Eyed Monster

One

In the middle of my freshman year of high school, a sophomore girl named Pakura Saito was found dead in her bedroom. Authorities said it was murder, but no one was ever arrested. What does this have to do with me a year and a half later on my first day of junior year?

"I think he killed her," Kushina whispered in my ear, her eyes set on the auburn-haired senior boy four rows ahead of us, Hiro Kazeno.

"Shut up," I said, looking down at my desk afraid he would hear us. "Of course not."

"It's true. Have you ever seen his eyes?"

"No. I'm not a creepo like you."

"I'm not a creepo!" She smacked me on the back of the head so hard I went flying forward and my forehead hit the table with a loud thud. "Karura! My bad!"

People laughed, then laughed more when they saw the red mark on my forehead, then laughed even harder when blood started gushing out my nose.

"I'm sorry, Karura, I'm sorry!"

"Nurse's office," I begged her. "Nurse's office."

Instead, she went to beat up the people laughing at me. Typical Kushina.

The story about Pakura connects to this in that it was Hiro himself, Pakura's ex-boyfriend, who ended up taking me to the nurse's office. Ever since, I slowly became too involved in his very complicated, disturbing life.