Dog Teeth : Chapter 1
"Being safe doesn't mean you won't be sorry."
The wind blew through the empty streets like it always did in this little town. It was too early in the morning for any civilians to be out, yet some still lingered. Some that worked at such an hour, some that just enjoyed this early time or some that just... idled around. And he was one of those.
He couldn't help it either. The urge to... do something bad could never be repressed and he would wake at such early hours to pleasure this disturbing itch; he'd have to unfortunately. No one was safe from him and he was not even safe from himself. He just hoped no one would come onto his path.
He roamed the empty streets, looking upwards at the clear and starry sky with empty eyes. Luckily it was the only thing that distracted him from the urge. Unfortunately his peace was disrupted when he heard something... someone coming towards him at a casual speed. Whoever they was just walking and he already felt the guilt flooding inside him as he walked towards the suspect.
His victim.
Dark orbs met with hazel ones as he ran into a young girl. She seemed to be a teenager with her young features and the way they held some maturity. Her hair was cut short to her shoulders and was parted in the middle. The short brunette locks blew slightly in the wind as she stared up at him. Their eyes were locked dangerously as if she was a gazelle standing in front of the world's hungriest lion. Locked with fear.
"...aah... I-I'm sorry, sir. I didn't see you there." Her feeble voice whispered out and she cut their eye contact away with a quick glance to the right. He said nothing but stared and apparently this only made her more uncomfortable. So, she tried stepping to the right but for some reason he remained in front of her. Then she moved to the left and yet again he stood straight and rigid right in front of her. Not moving an inch.
"I'll... be going now-!" Her sentence quickly turned into a shrill gasp as he grabbed her wrist. She winced with a deep gasp. The tight hold around her fragile wrist was quickly forming a bruise on that girl's poor arm. "Hey! Let go you creep!"
He ignored her shriek.
"Why are you out so late?" He inquired in a stone-hard tenor. No sign of any expression was held in it. Nothing but... emptiness. His pitch black eyes held their stare as she started to panic visibly. Her hands turned into fists ready to aim at him, her eyes filled with worry and her teeth clenched.
"Let go!" She shrieked again. "If you don't... I will-"
"You'll what?" Her fierce expression quickly drowned in fear as he slowly got closer. The grip on her wrist tightened but she was too shocked to wince or express any of the discomfort that was rattling through her body. "You'll hit me?"
Despite not wanting to do this, he laughed.
A laugh that killed her hope to escape because a tear formed in her innocent eyes, soon accompanied by many others and she started flailing in his grip.
Her small fists started pounding at anything near. His chest, his arms, anything. She tried swinging at his face, but he knew how to dodge them all. Shouting loudly for help... any help, but her cries for help were ignored and they died quickly as he wrapped his hands around her small neck and slowly squeezed. His expression slowly filled with apparent guilt. His teeth clenched, his eyebrows knitted closely and his eyes sparkled under the light with a sheen of tears.
"...Forgive me."
He whispered as the young girl fell lifeless to the ground.
Dead.
2:53 PM. ; Friday.
12 hours and 53 minutes after the killing.
Konoha High School.
She shut her green book with a light smile on her face and stuffed it into her locker. Before shutting it she checked if she had her phone and her pencil pouch then closed it and locked it.
The overcast day only improved her day since the last week was as hot as can be with a heat wave and horrible humidity. She never did enjoy the extreme weathers and she always enjoyed the cold days. Her pale green eyes flickered upwards at the windows above her on the ceiling of the school's hall. The grey skies held no other color than white and grey and she liked it like that.
Slinging her brown bag over her shoulder she took off.
Her name was Sakura Haruno.
She had pale pink hair that reached just a couple of inches over her shoulders. She had big almond shaped eyes that held a pale green color. The green orbs were as clear as a crystal and as bright as one too. She had pale skin and a naturally pink blush to her cheeks. She was a petite girl with the petite features you'd think she have. Despite having much more muscular than usual arms and legs, she still was tiny. You would prefer to call her a spitfire because she could and would fight anything that picked with her... and most likely win.
She sounded different but she was not so different from anyone else. She did not stand out whatsoever. Even with her bright pink hair and eyes, she just lingered in the background like a cardboard tree in a theater play. Not so eye catching. But she did not care much about this because not only did she not have friends who tell her not to worry about these types of things... Sakura was a kind of girl to be a background piece rather than the center spotlight.
Her shoes tapped lightly across the tile floor of the halls.
It was empty.
No one was here and she didn't blame them. Who would want to stay at school on such a cloudy day and it was also Friday! Not anyone besides her really... This only gave Sakura the opportunity to go through the school's amazingly filled and updated collection of books at their library and to hang out in the empty teacher's room.
The teachers didn't care if she spent time in the teacher's lounge because all of them adored her for her hard work and appreciation of the readings and teachings they offered. They all loved her and for that she was, of course, called the teacher's pet.
Sakura went straight to the library.
Her love for reading was almost considered a disease. She has read at least 95% of the school's library and that is a lot since they bring in new books every month. Sakura was never tired of reading.
As she walked in, she felt eerily creeped out. There was not even a librarian in sight or in ear's reach. There was no shuffling or rustling in one of the book shelves or the old woman's light coughs as she dusted off some old books. Just silence.
"Moe-san...?" She asked aloud in a higher tenor. Her light voice echoed quietly through the big room and right back at her. Waiting for a moment to see if anyone would answer, Sakura stood at the library's entrance waiting, but only silence replied and she shrugged it off as she went forward towards the 'New Books' section. As she walked through the empty room, she could not shake that odd feeling away but she could ignore it and she did.
Sakura then stood in front of the large section of newly stocked books and a pleasant smile crossed her lips as she looked up and down at the shelf. Appreciation filled her eyes as she noticed multiple titles that captured her sharp eyes. Hunching over slightly, Sakura inspected the lower rows of book on the bottom of the dusty wooden shelf. Her fingers lightly touched the first one in the row and as her eyes scanned the titles on the sides, her finger followed along by dragging itself lightly across the tip. She was preparing to pull out a book that interested her tastes.
From what she was reading, they were mostly classic, old books that probably were donated to a thrift store and then taken to her school for a new home.
Unfortunately for her, Sakura has read most of these. Her lips tugged downwards in a frown.
Since she had so much free time, Sakura decided to involve herself in literature and reading. She had been in love with fictional and non-fictional books ever since she could read and she's never stopped. It was the source of how great she was in school and how intelligent she was in everything else.
Her finger dragged over books such as 'Emma' , 'Pride and Prejudice' , 'The Scarlet Letter' and so forth... her frown deepened. She has read all of these.
"...ugh." Her groan came out a little louder than usual as she stood back straight up and turned around to just go on ahead to the teacher's lounge. A magazine could do her over as she watched some TV and had her hot chocolate. Feeling a little excited for that hot chocolate, Sakura picked up her pace as she practically speed walked to the room down the hall, but first she had to exit the library of course.
Making her way to the double door, Sakura hurried out. Her feet pattered as she quickly walked towards the doors. The urge for hot chocolate was strong in her stomach and she was just excited to feel the hot mug in her hands.
But she stopped in her steps, almost tripping forward as she heard a loud smack behind her.
It was not close behind her but that eery sound was not faint either. She didn't know why her blood ran cold or why her skin quickly developed goose bumps but she did not want to turn around either. No one was here... what could that have been? It wasn't the wind because there were not windows in the library... Her hand clenched tightly around her satchel's handle as she turned slowly to the right to see what could have made that smack.
She almost cried in relief when she saw a book on the floor that wasn't there before. From how close it was to the book shelf, Sakura easily determined that it must have just fallen off the shelf. Not wanting to stay any longer, the pink haired girl made a flee into the hall and towards the teacher's lounge... but didn't want to stay as long as she expected she was going to. She still had that... odd feeling nesting in her stomach and it made her want to just crawl into bed with her parents as if she had a bad dream as a child. Mostly everyone disliked that feeling and Sakura surely did.
But...
She felt... as if something was there in that library. Something besides her...
...
Sakura shook her head as she walked through the hall and spoke to herself aloud. It's not like anyone would hear her, right?
"No, no... stop that, Sakura. You're creeping yourself out."
She told herself in a small whisper and as she made it to the door of the teacher's lounge, she pulled her phone out of her satchel. As she opened and shut the door, she was going through her phone's contacts for her mother to come pick her up. It takes thirty minutes for anyone from her home to drive over to Konoha High School and she might as well call now if she doesn't want to stay long considering how eerily weird it was today.
It's never been so chilling at school alone before... well until now and Sakura has been alone at school for the past 2 years on multiple occasions. 'Why now?' she thought as she prepared the mug for the hot chocolate she was waiting for. Pouring milk into the mug, she placed it in the microwave for a minute then sat down on the couch, picking up the remote and turning on the television.
The teachers had left the news on and so a picture of news anchorwoman appeared along with an anchorman at her side. They were reporting about some old woman and little boy traveling the world. It didn't catch her interest. Sakura was about to change the channel when suddenly she heard the microwave beep. She placed the remote on the coffee table and got up quickly as the microwave started to beep rapidly and loudly, alarming her that her that the milk was ready. As she took it out, she listened to the news behind her as she ripped open a hot chocolate packet and poured it into the mug of hot milk. Picking up a straw and stirring the contents, she returned to her seat in front of the television.
They changed onto another segment.
But this one interested her much more than the old woman and little boy.
"Now moving onto our next segment..." The anchorman put down his papers and continued looking straight into the camera... or simply the viewer. "The Serial Killer of Konoha, folks, has captured another victim."
Sakura watched intently. In her hands was the hot chocolate and her legs curled up to her chin as she waited for the report.
"Just this morning at about 2:50 AM in the morning another victim was found dead in the streets of Konoha."
"Victim's name was Hiyuki Sato. Only 16 years old, she was murdered by 'The Serial Killer of Konoha' or as we call them... 'Shinigami'. Details of the murder, Kyria please explain." The anchorman looked over at Kyria, or the anchorwoman as she took over.
"Hiyuki Sato was found dead in Konoha on Hikari Road this morning. Authorities tell us she was strangled to death due to the marks circulating her neck and due to the harshness of the attack, Hikari Sato's cervical spine was fractured. She was found 5:30 AM by a local workman coming to work. Family is shattered and are on the lookout for the 'Shinigami'. If you know anything please call... " Sakura zoned out.
Sakura finally sipped her hot chocolate, which was now cooled down a lot more than she liked it and stared quietly at the television.
...Shinigami...?
She's only heard of them on a few occasions, but she's never really thought much of them. Her eyes narrowed in thought.
How can whoever they are still be on the run if they know it's him or her? Wouldn't there be enough evidence by now? She frowned in frustration as she sunk deeper into the soft couch and she took another sip of her hot chocolate. This is why she doesn't watch the news...
Despite wallowing in her own frustration, she was scared. Whoever they are is still out there and killing people... that's something that's hard to take in and she's surprised she didn't think much about it until now. Once again she frowned. Her frown just grew deeper and deeper and then soon enough she took another sip of the chocolate liquid and changed the station.
3:48 AM. ; Friday.
13 hours and 55 minutes after the killing.
Konoha High School.
"Mom! Over here, mom!" She shouted as she saw her mom almost driving past her in their old white car. Her mom's blonde hair and green eyes were seen in front of the driver's wheel. Outside it was raining now and Sakura had no protection against the droplets.
"Mom!" She yelled again as she waved her free hand at her.
The only thing she had was her book and she used it over her head as ran out of the building and outside towards her mother, who now stopped her car in front of the school's shoes fell into multiple puddles as she ran towards the car. How long has it been raining? Finally making it to the car, she opened the passenger door and quickly slid in with a sigh.
"Afternoon, Sakura." Mebuki Haruno said as she took the car's gear off park and onto to drive. "How was school?" She asked with a smile to which Sakura replied with a smile as well.
"..Eh. It was normal." The pink haired girl said as she stuffed her bag into the back seat and leaned back into the chair as she waited for her mother to start the car and once she finally did, Sakura shut her eyes and decided to enjoy the thirty minute ride back home. She relaxed with the soft music from the radio and the rain pattering against the car.
"Ne, Sakura." Her mother cut through the silence.
"Yeah?" She said with her eyes still closed.
"I though you stayed at school alone. Right?" She asked as she quickly glanced at her daughter. The girl opened her eyes and looked over at her mother with an incredulous look.
"Yes...? You know that, mom. I do this practically everyday." Sakura said with a confused tenor. Why would she ask that so suddenly?
A moment of silence.
"...Then..." Mebuki paused for a minute as the car slowed down at a red light. The older woman looked over at Sakura with an equally confused expression. "Then who was that standing behind you inside the building? ...Don't lie to me Sakura. You know I hate that."
Sakura's eyes widened.
"Wh.. at?"
"Oh... don't play this game with me." Mebuki retorted as they waited at the stop light. Her eyebrow lowered as she glanced at her daughter. "We both agreed you stay alone unless it's with Ino or Hinata! Sakura, what did-"
"M-Mom. There was no one there besides me... I swear." Sakura almost whispered as she looked at her lap. "I... Of course I know what we agreed about. I've been doing it for the past years!"
The two Haruno woman were quiet for a moment. This stop light seemed to be red for too long. Mebuki looked straight ahead and Sakura just... just shivered. Was her mom seeing things? She quietly hoped she was because... Sakura shook her head to avoid any other thoughts.
"What did you see?" Her thought escaped her and Sakura just glanced over at her mother. Mebuki looked over at Sakura with a cold expression. One that said she was as worried and as confused as her.
"Well..." The light finally turned green and Mebuki's foot quickly pressed accelerate and the car moved forward quickly. "After you ran out towards the car, I saw a figure behind you. It seemed to be a boy, so I assumed you... were disobeying me, Sakura. You weren't, right?"
"No! There was no one there besides me, Mom!" Sakura almost yelled. She sighed loudly after sinking back into her chair. Her pale green eyes narrowed slightly as she looked down at her laps. "Ju-Just...Just forget it."
The two girls drove in silence for ten minutes with the rain pattering a smooth rhythm against their car windows and the radio was playing the highest rated songs presently, but that didn't relax Sakura. She was still frazzled about what her mother informed her about. Was someone else really there? No... but then Sakura's eyes widened slowly.
She just made a chilling discovery as she was lost in thought for the ten minutes.
When that book fell behind her in the library... she realized that wouldn't have happened because she never pulled out a book to take.
3:49 PM ; Friday.
13 Hours and 56 minutes after the killing.
Konoha High School.
"Mom! Over here, mom!"
She shrieked for her mother as he treaded down the hallway after her. They were standing straight ahead from each other across the hallway but she didn't know it. Only he did as he took steps forward.
"Mom!"
He walked faster towards the pink haired girl. He was so close to her just as she ran out of the building outside. The girl with her book over her head for protection against the rain ran towards her mother's car. Her shoes splashed in multiple puddles as she ran over and as he watched her, his eyes made contact with the green ones inside that white car. His pitch black ones looked straight into the girl's mother's orbs before he cut off the contact and turned around to retreat back into the school.
He had found a new victim and the innocent part inside of him prayed she'd never meet with him again... but he couldn't help it. He wanted to see her again. She'd just add onto his disturbing number of victims.
He would wait till she came back.
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Author Notes: Hello reader! I hope you enjoyed this story so far... I will hopefully try to update it haha. Sorry if I made it creepy... I just- idk. But here's some notes~
-This is Sakura's school uniform and how she looks - post/85871155731/sakuras-outfit-in-that-itasaku-au-bcus-i-rly-like
-' Shinigami '( / 死神' ^) is translated into 'death god' and heh, can you guess who the murderer is? awh jeez.
-This story was inspired by the song 'Dog Teeth' by Nicole Dollangnger. - watch?v=gr0wC9cVa0M&index=25&list=PLnRGg3saQvzwNln4Nx2SSIssTD88CMNXS
- For the future of this story, there will be lemons (yeh) and some disturbing scenes? blood idk.
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