A/N: Yeah, so I decided to continue it. Review if you want more soon.


He smiled at me. He always smiles, even as I yell and rage before him. Always that stupid fucking smirk on his face. "YOU BASTARD!!" I gripped the bars of his cage so hard that my fingernails bled. The blood dripped down into the water. "I was supposed to DIE!"

"I COULDN'T LET THAT HAPPEN, COULD I, NARUTO?" A dark smirk danced across his muzzle as he reached out with one of his tails to grab me. It grabbed me around the chest and wrapped me very tight, pinning my arms at my sides. He brought me through a gap in the cage that hadn't been there before. "NOW THAT YOU HAVE THOSE PRETTY LITTLE EYES IN YOUR FACE…" He brought me closer to his mouth and hovered my face right over his teeth. His breath smelt like dead animals and warm blood.

He tightened his grip on me and threw me up against the cage. I felt my spine break from the blow, and I gasped in shock at the pain. Tears fell down my cheeks, against my will.

"NOW THAT YOU HAVE THOSE EYES…" He smiled that same disgusting, abnormal smile. "I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT TO YOU," He finished cryptically before bringing me up to his mouth once more and hovering me between his jaws. He bit down.

I think he intentionally made it so that I felt every second of the pain of being chewed up and spit out. Personally, I think I looked a lot like the way ramen looked between my teeth, when he spit me out. And even with my body literally torn to shreds, and with many of my parts dripping from his muzzle and hanging on his fur, I still felt every inch of every second of pain.

"BESIDES, YOU DID THE HARD PART! I DIDN'T EVEN TAKE CONTROL!! I JUST ACTIVATED YOUR NEW EYES" He laughed deep and long. "YOU KILLED ALL THOSE PEOPLE!"

It was torture in the worst sense…

"YOU ARE GOING TO LIVE LIKE THIS FOREVER! RUNNING FROM FOES AS I TORTURE YOU EVERY NIGHT! AND JUST WHEN YOU THINK YOU ARE FREE OF ME…"

and I could not scream.

"I WILL KILL YOU!!"

---TEoM---

Tsunade sat with her hands underneath her chin. "What could have made him…" She searched for words. "What could have made him do this to himself, and to all of us?"

"I don't know, but I'm going to find out!" He said, perched by the window. "I'm going to find out, damn it!" Jiraiya reassured himself as he threw himself from the window.

---TEoM---

Visions of blood and gore swept through her mind. A shudder ripped through her and she felt desperately like crying. But all her tears had been used on Sasuke's death. She had cried and cried during the week gap between Naruto's return and his trial.

Now that she had seen her teammate for what he was, a monster, what tears would she cry for him? She wished desperately for moisture to rain down her cheeks, and for her body to be racked with sobs and for some emotion, any emotion, to be released.

Flashback!

A severed head flew in her direction. Screams were abundant, people were running and shouting in every direction except to the center of the Plaza. That's where HE was. Naruto had become similar to a ceiling fan, he seemed to be in constant motion, turning this way and that, cutting men and women down alike with his claws of chakra.

It was a massacre! She watched numbly as her teammate slammed his fist through a man's chest and used the dead man as a shield to block a hail of kunai and shuriken. Her legs trembled and shook and her eyes were wide a dinner plates. Watching the blood shed was not easy.

"Naru…" Her mouth whispered by itself. This was not her teammate. This was not the lovable dobe who pestered her for dates! This was not the same person that she had knew as her friend! This was the man who killed Sasuke!

This was a demon.

"NARUTO!!" She shouted as she brandished a kunai and ran directly into the fray.

Time seemed to slow down as their eyes caught each other. There were a few people between them one second and the next… They were on her, all of them. They seemed to just liquify between them, and the blood followed it's natural momentum and coated her in the blood of the innocent. The remains of these people were coating her like paint. Her mouth had been open and so she had a mouth full of gore.

But that was not her primary concern. He stood before her, now. Eyes boring into her soul. The tomoe of his Sharingan had turned into a spiral, which spun infinitely into his pupil. They were the windows to hell. "SAKURA." His voice seemed foreign and hollow.

"N… No…"

He grabbed her by the throat as everything burned around them. The plaza was deserted now. Even the most gritty shinobi had fled, from the sheer horror of the bloodshed. Body parts were everywhere and many innocent were dead. She clutched weakly at his arm as he slowly choked her. "I'M SORRY FOR THIS, SAKURA. I TRUELY AM!!!" He yelled into her face, sounding for all the world to be quite insane. His voice, was truly sorrowful, of that she was sure. But at the same time, it carried a certain absurdity, and it seemed that he was laughing as he cried.

He leaned in, and took her lips in a horrible, bloody kiss. Both of their eyes were open wide, and tears were falling down both of their cheeks. Her eyes bore into his horrifying ones. Their tears mingled and hit the floor. Sakura's of water, Naruto's of blood.

"TSUKUYOMI!!"

End Flashback!

Oh, how she wished that she could cry...

---TEoM---

Visions of the blood he shed and what I did to Sakura flooded hmy mind. There was no forgiveness for me now. None. Not ever.

I knew that, as I brought his nails up to his eyes. I tried to force them into the sockets, but no matter what I did, my arms would not follow through with the motion. They remained, hovering over the cursed orbs. I grabbed my arm at the elbow, and tried to gouge them out with renewed fervor. But the only place I could do that would be in my dreams, with the fox watching over me. Laughing at me.

My hand still poised over my eyes, I took a running start and slammed myself against a rock, to use the force to jam them into these horrible eyes. But at the last moment, my head moved, and my finger changed direction. I was left with a large gash running up my eyelid. A growl rising in my throat, I clawed desperately at Sasuke's eyes in my head. Cuts and slices were removed from everywhere but where I wanted them to.

"Is this my life?"

I grabbed myself by the throat and tried to slit my own jugular. But I missed, and left a long gash running up my jawbone. The fox would not let it end. Not today, and not ever.

"I guess that if I can't kill myself..." It was a logical conclusion really. "I'll just have to find someone who can."

And the chase was on. The chase for peace and the chase for rest. The only chase that really mattered anymore.

My frantic Pursuit of Death.

And these cursed eyes, these Eyes of Madness, would guide the way.