AN: hey guys ...r ya ready for some horror...WHAT!...I CAN'T HEAR YOU...ok here we gooooooo.
Disclaimer: I don't own naruto hehe wish I did though...WHY DON'T THE OWNER JUST MAKE A YAOI VERSION OF NARUTO?!
*mumbles* man I would pay so much to see a Yaoi version of naruto. *opens wallet and sighs dejectedly* Damn.
Warnings: language, ummm definitely LEMON, Shota, language, and what ever else you can find. Hehe XD
In a town in the woods at the top of a hill
There's a house where no one lives
So you take a big big of your big city money there
And buy it
But at night when the house is dark
and your all alone
There's a noise upstairs
There's a door at the top of the stairs and you take a deep breath
And try it
And the flashlight shows you something moving just inside the door
There's a tattered dress and a feeling you have felt somewhere before.
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Prologue
Have you ever wondered what exactly it is that goes bump in the night.
Where it's coming from and where does it go?
Is it near you? Or is your mind just playing tricks?
Is it alive or apart of the supernatural undead?
THUMP!
The blunt sound of a suitcase hitting the floor echoed throughout the old dark empty house.
A small ten year old blonde boy began violently sneezing and coughing, due to the massive amounts of dust his neon Orange suitcase disturbed the moment it had hit the creaky old wooden floor.
The boy looked up at his dad, who in turn gave naruto a sheepish smile.
Minato was afraid that he was putting to much pressure on the boy, when he decided on the sudden move to the quiet town of Ames Iowa.
God... how he wished that he had more time for his son, but sadly in this day and age money was everything, and having enough money and spending quality time with naruto...sigh...it just wasn't enough hours in a day.
"Home sweet home, right?" Minato said as he ruffled the small boys blond and crimson streaked hair.
Naruto smiled slightly in response, then proceeded trying in vain to fix the now messy muti-colored locks. He had spent all morning fixing his naturally unruly locks so that they lay perfectly flat on top of his head, and now his dad had to go and mess it all up.
Naruto's hair was naturally a rare bright yellow blonde streaked with crimson red, and this made his dad often wonder who he had gotten the odd color.
But it turned out to be one of those unanswered questions, and was left up in the air. Call it a mystery.
Naruto sighed and dragged his suitcase across the newly polished hard wood floor.
Why did they have to live here? He didn't like it here.
It was very dry, to quiet, and so 'unfun'.
Though he thought this inside, he wouldn't dare make a sound of a complaint to his hardworking father.
Naruto and his father had to move here due to the convenience it had for his fathers new job which required minato to be at work 24/7. Part of naruto felt bad that his dad had to work hard, since he promised naruto that he would send him off to the best university in the state of Iowa, and the best of universities weren't cheap.
See, naruto had every right to feel guilty since he was the cause of all dad's hard work.
Most kids would probably find great pleasure or a sense of independence in their parents being away, though naruto didn't find any pleasure in being alone he was still used to it.
Alone was one word that naruto had to be used to, It always been that way for naruto...alone. Even at school naruto was often called an 'odd ball' which caused every student to go out of their way to avoid him in fear that the disease of 'unpopularity' would be passed on to them.
Yeah, naruto did many strange things, such as often wearing sparkled lipgloss, curling his hair or occasionally watching more horror movies then healthy for a kid his age with big fat psychotic smile on his face, but these thing didn't make him an odd ball it just made him different...and since when was different a bad thing.
I mean come on, can anyone even be remotely considered normal in this world.
Naruto looked around the old dusty house that immediately had him thinking that it was probably harboring many of the things that went bump in the night.
Even though it was sunny as California outside, there was many shadows that lurked around the house giving a false illusion that it was probably cloudy out.
Though, these shadow seemed a tad bit darker then the ones naruto was used to, and it seemed that if looked to hard enough at them, they could almost warp into your worst nightmare.
Naruto ignored his obviously ludicrous thoughts about the shadows being darker. I mean there shadows, they were supposed to be dark.
Naruto shook his head which caused his shiny soft blonde lock to gently sway, he then looked up and couldn't miss an old chandelier that was blanketed with thick undisturbed cobwebs.
It disturbed naruto that the chandelier slightly swung back and forth, as if the wind had caused it to gently rock.
Yet there were no Windows open.
This only seemed to add to the already eerie feeling that surrounded the old house and adding to the creepy decor.
Naruto was sure that way back in time when this house was in its prime, it was probably amazingly beautiful and had all who stood in its presence mouths hanging open in sheer awe, but now it was just a complete replica of the houses that were commonly seen in the most scariest of horror films.
Naruto started at the sound of his hissing cat.
He quickly turned and witness his cat 'Thunder's gray eyes looking frantically around the house, with her back hunched and the hair prickling upward off of her hidden skin as if in a warning that whoever dared to approach her would be ripped to shreds.
Thunder was an old gray cat with a single white patch of fur that was shaped like a lightening bolt, hence her name.
As thunder continued hissing viciously like her life depended on it naruto ignored her and put off her behavior as cat alzheimers disease.
"Uhhhh naruto." Minato called as he continued to look down at his vibrating IPhone 4.
Naruto sighed, he knew it was coming sooner or later.
"I know dad." His said dryly, while trying desperately to reveal through the time of his voice that he was sick of being alone all the time, and wanted his dad to stay home from work for just one day and spend some much needed time with his son.
But of course what could a few dry words do.
"Thanks for understanding champ." His dad quickly said and opened up the blue front door, which gave Thunder the opportunity to get away from whatever it was that clearly made her uncomfortable.
After thunder raced out of the old house that sat on top of a high hill minato soon followed, which left naruto once again alone.
He didn't start school until Thursday of next next week and it was only Saturday morning.
Naruto sigh and went to lock the door but then noticed a beautiful fan painted on the back of the grand door. It was red at the top then seemed to drip white at the bottom.
Very unique, but it seemed extremely old. It was a dengy brownish color, and most of the paint was chipped.
It was a wonder naruto could even tell the colors of the old emblem.
Naruto ran his fingers across it, and gasped in shock when the marking seemed to shoot electricity through his finger tips and up his arm.
Naruto quickly snatched his hand away as if he had been burned, he closely inspected his fingertips then when seeing that his hand was fine he proceeded to cradle it gently to his chest, while glaring (more like pouting) at the old painting of the red and white fan.
Once naruto stopped glaring at the unknown symbol he then suddenly realized how loud the silence was.
Alone... again, but strangely this 'alone' seemed...somehow different.
Naruto had been alone in many silent houses throughout the years, but none of them made him feel as uneasy as the one he was currently standing in.
It was a very filled silence almost like multiple eyes watching him from the shadows, holding their breath in order to not be heard.
Naruto shook his head with a long heavy sigh following afterwards,blaming his sudden paranoia on the fact that he needed ramen.
Naruto walked over to his neon orange suitcase, while humming/mumbling the tune of the 'Day's of the week' song.
"It's Monday, it's Tuesday, it's wenday, it Friday, its sat-" Naruto's singing suddenly halted when his suitcase was nowhere in sight. Naruto scratched the back of his head wondered where it could've gone, he was absolutely positively sure he had sat it in the middle of the big empty yellowish floral painted living room.
Naruto turned to look behind him and saw the his suitcase was neatly leaning against the wall next to the front door directly under the red and white emblem.
Blonde eyebrows turned downward in a frown of plain and utter confusion. It was somewhat weird, maybe he had just gotten the location of the bag wrong...yeah, of course.
I mean what else could it have been, the ghost casper.
Yeah, now that's fun.
As naruto headed over to his suitcase-
Thump.
Naruto started and turned to the dark staircase. Then felt a ice cold shiver zip along his spine causing the thin silky blonde hairs to stand straight up on neck.
No, naruto wasn't going to fake it, he wasn't just creeped out anymore he was legitimately scared. He wasn't like the chicks in scary movies that would be all 'hello...john is that you."
Nope nope nope. He knew he was alone. No dad, no thunder, just...him.
Alone.
Naruto quickly ran towards the front door trying to open it but in his fear he had forgotten which lock twisted what way. All he knew was that he wanted out.
thump, Thump, THUMP!
Naruto's eyes were now the size of dinnerplates. What the hell could be making such a horridly loud sound.
"MAKE IT STOP!" Naruto cried out, while his small feminine hands hands tightly fitted over his ear, in a attempt to keep out the frightening sound.
THUMP! THUMP! SCREECH! THUMP!
The sound became a horrible mix of loud nails dragging across a chalk board and the thump of a person banging.
"STOP!" Naruto screamed out again, begging for it to end.
"THEN LEAVE!" A voice shouted back with so much force that it caused the grand old house to shutter.
'W-wha..' was all naruto thought as he began losing consciousness, and everything melting away into a thick inky blackness.
But before the unconscious world took full grasp upon him, at the top of the dark staircase he witness a pair of huge transparent glowing blood red eyes, with what looked like black coma's in the middle.
What the hell have he gotten himself into?
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There HAPPY HALLOWEEN! (CREEPY GIGGLES)
SHOULD I CONTINUE
SRRY COULDN'T RESIST DOING SOMETHING FOR HALLOWEEN XD