Poison
Chapter One: Lost
You will lose everything…
Those that you cared for will be whisked from the depths of you mind
And you shall know no more of your emotional ties…
Yamanaka Ino woke with a start at the eerie voice in her head.
Everything was fuzzy. Dimly she became aware of the presence of rain. She was lying on her back on the ground in the open, staring listlessly up at the gray sky which shed freezing tears of coldness upon her.
What happened to me…? Was first thought that flitted through her numb mind.
It was very dark outside and it wasn't due to the dreary rain shower so she assumed it was night. Her head throbbed faintly as if she had been hit but she couldn't feel any bump at all. She couldn't remember much of nothing except her name.
My name is…Yamanaka Ino…but…who exactly am I?
The young sixteen year old blinked to dispel the sky water from her vision. It still pelted down unremittingly. A sigh escaped passed her pale, slightly pinkish lips.
If only she knew who she was…then she might have an idea of what to do…or at least go.
She reflected back on the voice that had echoed in her mind during the darkness she had been in. The voice was deep and male…silky…emotionless…colder than this rain that fell down on her even…
Whose voice was that? She wondered.
Maybe he had some idea of who she was. If she could find him, maybe he could help her. Help her get back something. But she hadn't the faintest clue of this presumed person. Not his name, who he was, not even an inkling of what he could look like.
For some reason though…she knew he was very handsome…she could tell just by his smooth voice that rang clearly in her emptiness…
After some deliberation, she sat up, using her hands as leverage. She glanced down at her body. On it was a tight fitting night gown soft pastel pink in color. Ruffles outlined the one inch straps and the hem line. A tiny fancily tied bow was perched in the middle of her fair bosom. The gown reach about half way down her pasty looking thighs and it had slits on the sides.
It was too thin for her liking.
And it was cold. Very cold.
Her body trembled with an involuntary shiver as a huge gust of wind struck her. The liquid soaked percolated through gown and the skeletal material stuck to her like a second skin. The onslaught of rain became heavier.
Rough yet fragile hands suddenly went to her face. She stared at the appendages, looking at the thin fingers and the deep thin lines engraved meticulously in her palms. One hand reached up to her head and raked fingers through damped blonde locks. Her hair was long and fully out. It caressed the sides of her waist and pooled onto the damped soil.
Briefly she mused on what color her eyes were. She hoped they were pretty. Pretty and blue like the sky on a cloudless day. She didn't know why but that's what she desired. She also didn't know how she remembered what the sky looked like.
So she knows things…but can't remember anything. That was her condition. She tried to recall something more than that. Things popped in her mind.
Konoha…shinobi…jutsu…sensei…
She frowned. Okay…so she knew those things too. She knew where she was from, how this world she lived in worked and all. Now she tried to remember people. Nothing came up but blurred disoriented faces and indiscriminate names.
Shikamaru…Chouji…Asuma…Sakura…Tsunade…Kiba…Hinata…Shino…Sasuke…Naruto…Kakashi…Sai…Kurenai…Akatsuki (what an unusual name she thought)…
There were more names but she didn't bother pondering on them because there were just too many. But at least she knew that she had known people. She wondered if those faceless persons were people she cared about. She didn't feel anything upon counting off the numerous names. She also wondered if the name of the voice she had heard in her head had been among them.
…
Ino hated this.
Why couldn't she recall anything except scrupulous facts with no memorable emotional connection to them?
Author's Note
I couldn't resist putting up the first chapter so I did. This idea came out of nowhere and I went with it because I really liked it. I don't usually write dark things but this will be a somewhat dark story. Hope you liked it and sorry it was so concise. Thanks for reading! XP I don't own Naruto for the record.