Past Battle Royale!: I just had the perfect idea for a new narusasu story... buh buh nah nah based on battle royale! I thought it would be the perfect story, I was missing the excitement of writing an action and horror filled story like survival of the dead and the sequel... so this story will have all I need. I got a complaint on my grammar for my newest story, and I'm really sorry I use open office so it corrects my mistakes but sometimes I write things at the wrong places so yup very sorry. Okay alright. So yup.
Warnings: explicit violence, mature content such as: language, sexual content, use of weapons, gore, sai.
Disclaimer: all the naruto character in this story do not belong to me, they belong to their rightful owner.
BUT OUT WITH THE OLD AND IN WITH THE NEW!
New Battle royale... Battle royale: A new age
So yup, I'm rewriting Battle Royale because I did not like how things went with it and I'd like to repent for how bad it was by revamping this story. So here we go!
Disclaimers: all the naruto character in this story do not belong to me, they belong to their rightful owner.
Summary:
Warnings: explicit violence, mature content such as: language, sexual content, use of weapons, gore, sai.
Student Roster
Grade 9/C- Chosen.
21:Girls 21:Boys -Total 42
1 Choji A.
2 Hidan Jashin
3 Neji Hyuuga
4 Tsunami
5 Iruka Umino
6 Jugo S.
7 Kiba I.
8 Sasori R.
9 TenTen
10 Naruto U.
11 Obito U.
12 Deidara C
13 Sora
14 Shion F.
15 Kakashi H.
16 Kakuzu S.
17 Shino H.
18 Suigetsu H.
19 Gaara S.
20 Karin U.
21 Temari S.
22 Shika. N.
23 Ino Y.
24 Sasuke U.
25 Konan
26 Lee R.
27 Hinata H.
28 Sakura H.
29 Kabuto Y.
30 Orochimaru
31 Anko
32 Kurenai
33 Shizune
34 Tayuya
35 Rin
36 Shizuka
37 Ayame
38 Pakura
39 Mabui
40 Emiru
41 Susuki
42 Momiji
Game Rooster
The rules are:
A randomly-selected school class is placed on a deserted island. There, they have to kill each other in order to survive. The game ends when there is only one survivor left behind. Prior to the game, each student is fitted with a neck collar that monitors their positions, vital signs and other info. They are given one bag of supplies each, which contains water, rations, a compass, a map and some randomly-selected weapon. The weapons range from bladed weapons to pistols, full-auto guns and also the occasional "surprise", such as a boomerang, paper fan and poison. The island is divided into a grid network of more-or-less equally large "zones". Once in a while, one of these will be deemed a danger zone. When that happens, the neck-collars of any students inside it who stays there longer than the allowed time will detonate, killing them. If no-one dies within 24 hours, everyone's collars detonate and nobody survives. Also, if more than one person is still alive at the end of the 72-hour time limit, everyone's collars will also detonate."
Let the games begin!
Chapter 2: You are not alive
-4 hours in-
Something clicked in Naruto's frozen mind as he saw the will to live burning in the youngest Uchiha's eyes. Those eyes that faced a former classmate in this battle of the death burned with such a fire while he remained on the floor frozen in fear. The blond felt disgusted with himself as he watched his two classmates pointing dangerous weapons at each other with shaking arms and tear filled eyes. He was a coward, he was suppose to protect Sasuke yet the boy was showing more guts then him.
'Hello students! This is the first announcement of the day, your eagerness to progress is admirable but not enough! A quick reminder that, if there is not forty-one students dead in seventy-two hours, you will be blown to bits by the lovely bracelets around your wrists so get to work! But for now, here is the roll call for the deceased who faced their last moment on earth. Here it is: Boy 1, Choji. Girl 1 Tsunami have were the first to face death, number ones are out! Boy 2, Hidan. Girl 8 Hinata, Boy 11 Sora, Girl 12 Shizune who faced death before even starting, Girl 19-20-21 Emiru, Susuki, Momiji. That totals to 33 students remaining in the first 4 hours. I will be announcing the banned places in a couple of minutes. Happy Killings!" A cheerful voice resounded from around them, reminding them that this was no game. This was for real, there was no second lives and no checkpoints. It was winner or you're dead.
Nine of them would not be able to see their families and nine of them would never see the future. Sasuke felt sick as tears rushed down his face for his fellow classmates but a part of him was happy that he did not hear his cousin's name in the list of deceased. He kept a shaky finger on the trigger as he tried to beg his partner once more. Hoping to snap him out of his trance.
"Naruto-san...please. I know your scared and I'm scared too but please... You have to get up and be here with me too." He begged and Naruto's head snapped up. He remembered his walk with Sasuke before all this happened, he remembered when the boy told him,'...I'm here with you and there is no where else I want to be right now. It's the same for you right?' And here he was... with him but it was not the other way around. Yes it was the same for Naruto, he wanted nothing more then to be with Sasuke right now so he had to get up.
With a firm swallow of the lump in his throat, he got up on shaky legs that begged to run away but his heart refused to let himself leave the young Uchiha. He grabbed the shaky hand, holding it tightly. Sasuke pulled a soft smile, watery with tears and slightly miserable with fear but Naruto could see the relief in his face and the small silver of happiness in his smile.
They were finally together. Standing as one.
-You are not alive-
Ayame felt so small as she curled up under some hay in the barn she found after tirelessly running away with tears streaming down her face. She cried softly as she heard of the death of what looked like nine of her classmates. How many were being killed this instant? How long until one of them came for her?
She curled in tighter. How did things get like this? She could not believe that mere hours ago when she said goodbye to her father that it would be the last time she would ever get to do that. She wished she told him how good of a father he was to her and how meaningful it was for her to have him around when she stumbled and fell in the road of life. She wished she could thank him for the hard work he put himself through to get her through school. She wished she could apologize for all the torment she must have put him through every time she yelled at him for being the reason she was teased for not having a mother.
She held the man in her hand, ready to hear the areas with misery on her face as she laid in a ball, curled up like a frightened cat. She was shaking so hard it was almost like the ground under her feet was shaking a long with her. She wondered how long it would take before her sanity hits the wall. She wondered who would save her? She turned onto her stomach as the static of the intercom resounded.
Who would save her?
"Hello students! Here are the areas to avoid now, The school is official off limits as well as E-06 the farmhouse and F-07 the house with concrete rolls! You have a couple minutes to leave. Better hurry and Happy Killings!" The cheerful was followed by the static of the intercom closing and Ayame eyes fluttered close. She was in the barn...in the farmhouse she contemplated to get up but...it hurt to think how terrible outside is. Her classmates were battling it out with weapons she could not even pronounce, things that made blood spill and agony arise.
She did not want to feel such pain but she wanted to return to her father but there were so many here who were stronger then her. She would not be washed down like a waterfall by one of the many people she trusted.
She cried, wailing to the world.
Who would save her?
She heard the beeping on her wrist and she knew that it would soon be over. She smiled, her father would meet her when he meets his end.
Because God was saving her.
A loud boom resounded through the now burning barn.
-You are not alive-
Lee could not believe his eyes as he turned around to see the blown remains of the people he was just talking to. His eyes were wide and his mouth was open in disbelief, clutching his head as a scream erupted from his mouth. There was no way, there was no way! He ran towards them, begging for it not to be real. He just turned for a minute, a mere second and they were gone. He looked up to pray to the heavens with tears streaming down his face until he spotted a pale face looking down at him. The face had a sick smile on it. It was that bastard Orochimaru.
Lee's face twisted in anger. "You bastard! I'll kill you!" Tears were streaming down his face as he roared to his classmate, he clutched his weapon tightly. It was baton and nothing much but he knew out to use with along with the skills he attained from his mentor and father-figure Gai. He took off in a run, after the Orochimaru who had quickly slithered behind the trees. When he reached the hill there was no sight of him, there was no sight of the murderer. So he sunk to his knees and prayed. Those four were dead but Shino and Lee were still alive. Lee did not know where Shino ran off too when their classmates were blown up but he did not bother looking for him. Shino was capable and he had to find Kiba while Lee had to find Sakura.
That was not an option, he had to find her before anyone else did. He could not risk finding her dead because he took to much time to find her. He took off in a run, leaving his classmates bloody remains on the lonely floor. His heart was heavy but his determination masked all pain.
-You are not alive-
Obito and Kakashi both agreed that staying in that house for too long would mean their death, sooner or later they would call the restricted zone and they'd be trapped. They both refused to go out like that. So Obito grabbed an extra set of bandages and shoved them into his bag for his lover's wounded eye. Merely looking at his injury stirred bile in his stomach. To see someone you love injured felt so wrong.
They were just about to exit when Kakashi cupped his cheeks and rested his forehead against the others. Their breaths mingled and their eyes were hooded as they leaned in for a passionate kiss full of desperation and what was surely fear. This was the first time Kakashi ever kissed him like this, it scared Obito but he knew his lover needed it so he equalled the emotion and kissed him with equal ardour.
"Promise me that if something happens you'll take my gun and run away." The bigger man whispered after the kiss causing Obito to freeze before pulling away violently, tears prickling his dark eyes. A look of pure hurt and terror on his face as he wrapped his arms around himself to try to prevent his heart from jumping out of his chest.
"No! I'd never leave you, I can't leave you! I'll die without you!" He cried out, shaking his head furiously. He could not believe that Kakashi would try to make him promise such at thing. It was almost as if the man knew he would die. There was no way he'd let that happen, he could not possibly let something happen to his lover.
Kakashi knew his young lover would say something like that but he could not live in heaven or hell with the burden of knowing that his lover died in such a pitiful place. He wanted Obito to pass on peacefully, at an old age in their shared bed. They'd go together but not like this, not in this game. Kakashi could not bare it.
"Please..." He whispered weakly, a weakness that radiated in the air causing Obito to gasp. Tears escaped his eyes in thick streams. He'd never heard his older lover plead in such a way, it was absolutely heart wrenching to see the man he shared so much with beg for him to do something he could not do. Obito clenched his eyes tightly, his whole body trembling like a leaf in high winds. He could not...He couldn't possibly leave his soul mate to die alone.
So he did what was best...
He lied.
"O-Okay...I promise to take your gun and run i-if ever anything happens."Obito stuttered through his tears, his face burning with the weight of his lie as a small smile pulled Kakashi's features. Obito felt bad but it was for the best.
They'd live together and they'd die together.
-You are not alive-
Gaara was loving this a little too much as he poked at Deidara's guts. The poor thing walked right into a trap that the red head tactfully set up. It was really simple, he simply attracted the boy with free food. He set his bread in a clearing and waited in the trees for his target. Deidara was the unlucky one who thought he was lucky until Gaara's small pocket knife came down on him.
Gaara recalled every second of it. The first stab to the shoulder was enough to knock the blond haired boy down and then as he was down, he cut a nice line across the pale stomach. The sound of his knife digging into the soft, fleshy stomach made his nerves tingle and his ears burn with ecstasy. Oh, he loved this. The guts were pooling out everything the boy coughed and gargled in agony. Yes he was still alive but not for long. He could see the life fading in those blue eyes and it was absolutely fascinating.
All the blood...Maybe his daddy would be proud of him now.
Gaara began to laugh loudly, his arms limp at his sides as he true his head back in pure amusement. The life in this man was gone just like his father who was soulless from the beginning. Oh, how he wished he could do the same thing to his darling father who deserved nothing more then a knife in his stomach and in his heart that was colder then ice. His laughs began to calm down and transform into a dark chuckle as he wiped the blood from his hands onto the white shirt of his victim.
Next, he grabbed the bag and zipped it open. He didn't care for the food and water, he just wanted the weapon since a knife would not do well against a gun or a bigger and more efficient knife. He groaned as he pulled out a boomerang. He threw the piece of junk behind him, he had no use for it. He did not know how to use it so it served no purpose.
"You were even useless in death." He spat hatefully at his classmate before throwing the blond's back at his own now dead carcase. Gaara was never too fond of Deidara, the boy did nothing but arts. He'd sleep in every class but one it came to arts he'd be on point and that irritated Gaara. Not enough to kill him behind the school after gym but enough to be very willing to take him out with such a fine opportunity such as The Program. This was perfect.
The truth is that Gaara had a long list of people he eagerly desired gone, unfortunately they were not all here but he'd have to due with who was here. The first on his list was the Uchiha relatives. They annoyed him to no extent with their angelic reputation and their stupid kindness that made him itch with anger. He wanted nothing more then to disfigure their beautiful features and remove them of their pure aspects. Nothing on this earth could be pure, he'd strip them of their skin and show the world the ugly truth hidden beneath their pale flesh.
The second one would be Ino, the blond haired bitch. He began to feel that he had something against blonds and beautiful people because every time he saw her smiling in the walls with nothing but that gleam in her eye he'd want nothing more then to rip those blue irises right out of her head. She always wore the sluttiest outfits that made him cringe in delight and the exposition of such rip-able flesh, he knew exactly where he'd cut her. Right along her swan like neck, more then enough of her blood would spill out from that sliced artery. It would be quite the show. He'd do the same to Sakura Haruno for she deserved the same treatment without remorse.
It was no use thinking forward, he had to get rid of the first and the second before moving on to his third victim. He grabbed his things and hurried along. People were waiting for him.
He never felt more alive...
-You are not alive-
Iruka was shaking so hard he thought he might fall apart. He couldn't believe this was happening to him of all people. What had he done to deserve this? He'd always been a helper, he'd watch children for their parents and help elders cross the road. He was suppose to be blessed but maybe this was a test. He should of stayed home. That regret never stopped coursing trough his mind as he clutched his crowbar tightly against his chest, he was scared.
He was so scared.
He squeaked as he heard the sound of running feet above him so quickly curled him behind what looked like a lighthouse. He looked up and spotted his classmate Karin running up the stairs with a horrified look on her pale face that was void of her usual pair of glasses. Iruka was about to call for her when he heard a sequence of heavier footing and dragging. He looked up, wondering and staring at who would come until a drop of blood hit his face. He slapped a hand over his mouth, muffling his cry as he saw a bloody Sasori dragging along a even bloodier Shizuka who looked very much dead. The girl's head looked beaten in, Iruka almost puked in the palm of his hand.
Iruka stayed quiet as Sasori followed Karin up the stairs as he dragged Shizuka by the hair on her mangled skull until all three off them were out of sight. Iruka let his palm drop numbly, panting loudly as tears streamed down his face. He had to get away, he had to get away but his legs were so numb he could barely move. Sasori looked like the killers in the movies he feared so much.
Iruka didn't know how anyone could stomach killing someone. Okay, maybe Shizuka wasn't the nicest girl in the world and maybe she insulted him a few times but that didn't mean she deserved to meet such a cruel end. Even Karin didn't deserve this, he wanted to help her but he was too scared. His life was on the line here, he wished he could be as courageous as Kakashi. He wished...He wished Kakashi could be here with him instead of that vile Obito who wanted for nothing but his good looks. Iruka understood Kakashi on a level that Obito could never achieve in a million years.
Iruka slowly uncurled himself from his hiding spot beneath the stairs, seeing as the coast was clear. He took small steps forward until something came into contact with vision followed by a loud splat. He quickly looked down but immediately regretted it as he saw the fallen body of Karin, her eyes were wide open but she was gone as blood began to pool around her dead corpse. Iruka slowly raised his trembling eyes to look up only to be met with empty eyes staring right back at him. Iruka snapped, he screamed at the top of his lungs and took off in a run.
He had to find Kakashi and get out of here before anyone else was killed.
He had to find Kakashi without Obito.
-You are not alive-
Suigetsu was a loud man by nature but when it came to a life and death situation, he could be as quiet as a fish in a pond. He was certainly not someone to be messed with in his opinion. At this moment, he was stalking his pray from afar, the woman went by the name of Kurenai. He'd seen her brutally murder Hinata and Hidan with absolutely no mercy. What was even more dangerous was that she seemed so soulless as she killed two of her classmates and with the knife in her palm he was sure she was very willing to kill more.
At this moment she was cautiously looking around, her hair swaying in the wind. Her eyes were spiteful and snapped at every movement. He quickly emerged from his hiding place to get a better look of the rapidly moving girl. Just as he hid behind a big tree, she took off in a run. Suigetsu gasped and took off after her, he had to keep track of her so he could get her very useful weapon. He merely had a stapler, what kind of weapon was that?!
So the white haired man began his long sprint in the general direction before he stopped as he lost sight of her. He stood there panting, cursing himself for losing such a valuable opponent. He spun around, trying to orient himself only to disorient himself further. He sighed, accepting his loss and began the walk of shame into the forest when he heard a thump from behind him. His eyes widened and his hand clutched the stapler tightly in the palm of his hand. He slowly turned around and immediately felt his heart pool in the pit of his stomach. There she was, her hair flowing in the wind as she crouched on the ground with her knife extended away from her body with a dark, murderous look on her face. She had no trace of fear and that really messed with Suigetsu.
"Hello, Kurenai." He gritted between his teeth that were quaking in fear, she remained silent. Her body slowly pulling out of her crouched position to straighten up, standing like he was her inferior. She made no move to greet him back, she simply stood there with her knife extended. Suigetsu grinned nervously, trying to ease the tension as he raised his arms up in defeat.
"How 'bout you put that knife down, okay? Were all friends here..." He tried but Kurenai made it very clear that she did not care as she made no sound. She simply stared with a anger burning behind her eyes like a ignited fire that roared with all it's might. He didn't understand how she got like this. This was absolutely insane, she looked more then insane.
"What the fuck is wrong with you? Why did you turn out like this?! Why aren't you scared?!" He roared after a while of complete and utter silence that ached his loud nature. It was begging him to break it wit his loud voice that boomed through the trees and surely to surrounding students. She spun the knife in her hand, her skill with the knife fluid but it felt awkward to see such a potentially dangerous item within the pale palm of a small woman.
"Do you not remember?" She said blankly and Suigetsu stared in confusion, "Shizune...Shizune...All because of your rebellion...Shizune was a good girl...She wasn't like you guys...she didn't deserve to die here...Not like that...Not like that..." Kurenai was clutching her head as she spook frantically, Suigetsu clenched his jaw to prevent it from shaky too hard. "Whoa calm down-" "All because of you guys...Shizune...you'll all pay...You'll all pay!" Suigetsu took that time to lunge only to be faced with the barrel of a gun, his nose touching the cold metal, stopping him in his tracks.
He looked up with sickly eyes, a pathetic smile on his face as he looked up at her blank one.
"You conniving bitch. You collected their weapons." He got out before she pulled the trigger and blew half of his face off. He was gone immediately, his mangled face oozing blood and his limbs twitching as the remaining sparks of his life drifting out of his body. She looked blankly at his weapon, it would be of no use. So she let it there.
She got ready to walk off when she heard rustling in the bushes, she raised her gun, pointing it towards where the noise came from and she shot one shot. She heard a squeak and felt a small spark of self pride for being able to shot a non-visible target. Kurenai walked towards the bushes where she heard pitiful whimpers and squeals of pain. She pushed the bushes aside and faced a bleeding Anko who's eyes were wide as she held her stomach that was profusely bleeding.
"Y-You..Y-You k-killer...No-No g-g-good m-murderer."She cried out through her pain, no tears were streaming down her face but Kurenai could tell that she was screaming on the inside. She swiftly pulled out her knife again and knelt beside the bleeding woman. She watched her cough and gasp for a while before she pulled her knife up and pierce the flesh of her jugular. Anko began to gargle, not believing how fucked up her friend became. So she shut her eyes and bathed in the excruciating pain that coursed through her veins.
She was dead by the time Kurenai stabbed her a third time. When Kurenai noticed Anko's lack of life, she grabbed the other girls bag and came across a stun gun. Useful. She picked it up and tucked it in the waistband of her skirt before slinging her bag across her shoulder and continuing on her way, searching for more and more of her comrades to kill. She felt pretty good.
She was pretty skilled to be able to take two lives at the same time.
-You are not alive-
"Naruto-san..." Sasuke whispered in relief as the blond finally came to stand beside him, the Uchiha no longer felt so alone standing here, facing his classmate. Now Naruto had snapped out of it and was ready to stand by his side. Naruto's shaky hand was laced with his own shaky hand as he let a few tears escape his eyes before he hardened and regained a firm hold on Naruto's gun.
"Tenten, you are out numbered but we won't kill you if you don't act. So you have three choices, you join us and refuse to participate...You run and fend for yourself...Or you attack and Sasuke blows a hole in his brains." Naruto said softly before gritting out the last part with a vicious anger. The dark haired boy clutched his shaky hand tightly, reassuring him that everything was okay as long as they had each other. Tenten began to shake, her crossbow quaking in her hand as her wild look drained out and turned into pure desperation. None of them could stop her before he ran into the woods, leaving the vest behind.
Time seemed to go by slowly as the gun in Sasuke's hand slipped out of his hand and onto the floor, Sasuke's arms were shaking so badly as he wrapped them around himself. Naruto shakily picked up the gun, noticing that the gun still had the safety on. Sasuke...Sasuke did not know how to shoot it...He protected the both of them without even knowing how to shoot. He felt so pathetic.
"W-We have to get going...Naruto-san...We have to move..." Sasuke whispered breathlessly as he walked on quaking legs towards his bulletproof vest that he picked off the floor and hugged tightly to his chest. Naruto nodded numbly, picking up both bags before walking on without a word. The Uchiha followed behind him with equal silence as he could not shake the fear off but he had no choice but to ignore it. They would not survive if they were scared, he knew that very well.
They walked in silence for what seemed like hours, searching for a place to hide to gather their bearings after a dangerous confrontation with someone they thought was their classmate and not their nemesis to kill on sight. They, however, refused to play by the rules of the Program. They finally reached a series of multiple steps leading to what was surely a shrine, they could hide in there for a little bit.
The trek up the long sets of stairs was absolutely tiring, they were panting as they finally reached the top of the stairs which revealed to them a small path towards an even smaller shrine. It was big enough for leg room and to fit two people as well as their stuff but it was smaller then most shrines either of them had been too. Sasuke smiled softly as he began to walk after catching his breath until he noticed that Naruto was not following him. The man remained with his head low. Sasuke looked at him worriedly.
"Naruto-san...Come on." He whispered worriedly as he gently wrapped his slender fingers around the twitching tanned hand. Sasuke knew that Naruto was not in his best spirits after what happened but it was absolutely heart wrenching to see someone look so defeated. He gently dragged the taller blond into the shrine but the minute he shut the doors and locked them, Naruto crumbled to the ground, his fist connecting with the ground in anger. Sasuke gasped in surprise as the man punched the floor while cursing at the top of his lungs. Tears began to drip onto the battered ground.
"What are you doing?!"
The skin of Naruto's knuckles began to break as a shaken up Sasuke slammed into him, knocking him back slightly as his clenched fist was grabbed with shaky hands. Sasuke's eyes were beyond wide as he looked from the split skin of his knuckles to Naruto's drained face. The Uchiha swallowed the lump forming in his throat as the blond refused to answer him.
"Naruto-san...What has gotten into you?!"Sasuke tried again desperately, his face relaxing in relief as angry blue eyes turned towards him with such desperation. Those blue eyes began to well with tears as he grit his teeth, ripping his hand from Sasuke's grasp. The other boy set his hands on his own lap, not knowing what to do with his hands anymore.
"I couldn't-I couldn't protect you...I chickened out...I fucking chickened out! I was su-suppose to protect you...but I failed...I fucking failed...I'm so sorry...I'm so fucking sorry...I chickened out.." Naruto repeated over and over again, the palm of his good hand buried deep in his bright locks of hair. To the Uzumaki this was disgusting on his part, first he couldn't protect the beautiful boy now he was acting like a frail little boy in front of him.
His rant was abruptly stopped as the palm of Sasuke's hand connected with his tanned cheek. Naruto's head snapped to the side, he raised his hand up to gingerly touch his burning cheek. He turned his wide eyes to a frowning Sasuke who looked angrier then he'd ever seen him before.
"I'm not a princess Naruto...I can take care of myself! I know you want to protect me but were here together...I want to protect you too. We won't survive if your protecting me but there's no one to protect you...S-So... please don't resent yourself be-because I don't resent you..."Sasuke finished his speech, feeling a little regret for slapping Naruto across the face but at the moment it felt necessary. Sasuke felt slightly uncomfortable as the boy stared at him with a look of astonishment as he held his reddening cheek.
"W-What? Were you even listening to me?!"Sasuke asked, trying to hide himself from the stare but Naruto pulled him back, holding his hands between his own. Sasuke looked at him with wide confused eyes that matched Naruto's astonished eyes.
"Yo-You called me...You called me Naruto...Not Naruto-san..." Naruto breathed out slowly, his face bright. Sasuke blushed brightly, upset that he had forgotten his manners due to his momentary anger. He bowed his head, almost colliding with the blond's.
"I'm sorry...I was angry, I didn't notice. Please, pardon my rudeness..." He whispered thickly but Naruto shook his head vigorously. Sasuke was sort of lost at the moment as he looked at his partner's enthusiasm. Just a few minutes ago, the man was punching the floor in anger yet now he was completely dazed and cheery.
"No...Please, I prefer you just call me Naruto or Naruto-kun. It seems more personal...like we've become closer." Naruto was beet red as he scratched the back of his neck with his good hand nervously. He was so happy that his crush addressed him so informally. Sasuke smiled at him softly before nodding slowly getting up to get his bag. Once he had it, he opened the zipper and pulled out the map and the pencil. He spread it across his lap and circled two areas.
"I marked off the spots they said on the intercom...I think I got this right." He whispered hesitantly before folding up the map again. Naruto watched him with hooded eyes...this boy...he was so small and so soft looking but without even realizing it the boy had an effect on people. He was strong without having to be big and muscular and for that Naruto admired him. He smiled softly to himself...He'd been underestimating the boy all this time.
"Sasuke..." He called, snapping the boy out of his musing. He raised his head and smiled brightly at the youngest Uchiha who had stolen his heart the moment he set eyes on him. "Thank you." He gently continued, thanking the boy for not only standing up for him when he was doing but also for gracing him with the honor of knowing him. Sasuke looked shocked for a second before his face softened and he rested a fist against his pink lips with a dusted blush on his now pink cheeks. The boy lowered his fist and smile a genuine smile.
"Don't sweat it!" Sasuke assured him as if everything was going to be okay.
But it wasn't ever going to be okay.
-You are not alive-
The moment Shikamaru saw Choji's dead body laying on the cold ground he made an oath to get out of this place because he knew that would be the other boy's wish. So he prayed for his friend and took off in a run. There was no way in hell he'd play but he knew others would be very ready to kill their fellow classmates.
He hid in trees near what looked like a shrine but he did not approach the buildings for he knew better then to go somewhere that was probably student infested. He sighed deeply at the thought of his classmates pinning against each other, the picture of Choji's dead face printed in his mind but he had to think rationally. He couldn't let anger drive him, he would not survive if so. He pulled his bag onto his lap to see what weapon he was graced with. He was surprised as he pulled out a sleek, black...Laptop?
He flipped it open, the screen flashing before turning on. It was a normal computer. He was angry for a second, what would this serve? How could he fend for himself with a laptop unless...Unless he turned it into a tracker or better yet...if he made himself untraceable. He cracked his fingers, warming himself up. This would not be easy but he knew he could do it. He looked at the cold metal around his wrist, analyzing it.
He recalled the man telling them that the bracelet served as a tracker and a monitor for our bodily functions. All that information wasn't for the students...it was for the people running this hell hole. So Shikamaru concluded that the information his bracelet was giving would relay back to the mainframe located in the school where those vile people were surely watching them. If somehow he could tap into their system, he'd be able to prevent The Program from blowing them up. Without that threat on their heads, the students would be able to escape this hell hole with the memory of the ones already lost.
He opened a few programs on the laptop and began feverishly typing.
He could do this.
He had to.
-You are not alive-
Kiba was hysterical, he was afraid for the safety of his girlfriend Hinata and his friend Shino but when he heard that sickly voice in the intercom tell him that his girlfriend was no longer walking this earth, he shut down. His eyes became dull, his body limp against the tree as he cursed himself for being to scared to wait for her. He'd promised her...He'd promised her but he could not keep her safe like he swore too. He could not be courageous like Naruto who had swore in front of everyone that he would kill if it meant keeping the Uchiha safe. Yet, he could never do the same for Hinata. He was too much of a coward. A sick part of his mind just wanted to abandon everyone and go home but that was not possible.
So he remained numb, waiting for someone to pinch him and wake him up from this nightmare that he no longer wanted to be part of. He missed his mom, his sister and his dog Akamaru. He just wanted to go back. He'd do anything to go back. He'd do anything to be saved, he'd do anything.
He wanted his Shino to save him from here. He wanted Naruto to be with him as a team. He wanted Shikamaru to tell him how stupid he is and he wanted Hinata to hug him close, assuring him that everything would be okay.
Even if things would never be okay. Even though he would not survive here.
He just wanted to be told he would live even though...
He was not alive here.
-You are not alive-
Orochimaru couldn't believe what he just did. His stomach was making pleasurable flops as the image of the blood spilling out of his classmates mangled limbs. It was perfect, it was art, it was science. This was dissecting on a whole new level, a complete new way to open up the human body without needing to subdue and slice them up with a thin blade. Of course, that method was more personal and more pleasurable but with his grenades he felt more in control and powerful.
He slid down the bark of the large tree he was hiding behind, his chest was heaving and his eyes were bewildered but a large crazed smile grazed his features as he hid from Lee who was frantically searching for him just a few minutes ago. He sighed in relief as the boy was nowhere in sight and deemed his deeds a success. He wished he had a camera to take a few pictures of his work.
He rolled his last two grenades in his hands nervously, there was many students out there. Orochimaru knew very well that two grenades would not be enough to kill all those students who were surely not in groups so he could not repeat his previous killing. He'd have to figure something out or else he was dead meat. Orochimary grabbed his bag and set out, he'd have to think about what he was going to do but for now he had to get moving.
-You are not alive-
Jugo felt kind of weird as his forearm wrapped around a frantic Shion's neck, her blond hair thrown over her face as she clawed at his arm. He watched with wide eyes as her nails drew blood, was she really scared? He liked the prospect of fear, it was enticing to think that he could possibly illicit fear from anyone. He had always been the gentle type that every pushed around but in this game his brawn pushed others around. Well, if they asked for it like Shino had.
The girl charged at him with a scalpel that she dug into his shoulder, she smiled at him smuggling until a thick arm wrapped around her neck, shocking her pretty white neck. That's when he noticed how beautiful she was and how much he wanted to rip that beauty away from her demon self. She did not deserve it for attacking him while he wasn't looking.
He tightened his grip, her gags became louder and her clawing became weaker as the air exited her lungs but did not exit them. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head as she gagged, begin silently for air. Jugo felt kind of weirder as she completely stopped struggling, her claws leaving his arms to trace strong patterns on the ground. His eyes widened as he watched her write on the dirty ground.
'I'
'Hope'
'You'
'Die'
'Painful-'
Her hand suddenly went limp and she was gone. Jugo dropped her, his eyes frantic and his face scared as he fell to the floor. He scrambled back with his mouth wide open and his eyes bulging until his back hit was felt like a pair of legs. He looked up quickly, his eyes teary and afraid but it was too late. A knife settled deep into the flesh between his two bulging eyes. Slowly, he faded. His eyes loosing life as he stared into a woman's dark eyes that held no mercy.
-You are not alive-
To say Temari liked the sinful act of whorish sex with various men would be a lie, she loved the sinful act of whorish sex with various men. To her, it was like embarrassing the curves of her body and receiving the love she never got from her mother and father who abandoned her for their work. So when her parents were out she was also out, searching for a means to quench her thirst for love. She didn't care who gave it, girls or boys, it didn't matter to her as long as they gave her the fix she needed.
When she figured out she was in the program, her heart pounded in her chest. Fear coursing in her blood but the minute she spotted Kabuto hiding in the buses, her thirst for love went up ten folds. She didn't know if it was the fear or her obsessive need turning for the worst. She knew she would have to kill him but this body would satisfy her no matter what. So she pulled an act, she let her fake tears prick her eyes as she crumbled to the ground in front of the scared Kabuto who's glasses almost fell off his scared face.
He looked at her in fear, pointing his pair of scissors at her heart but she laid a gentle hand on the pair of scissors to push it aside and wrap her arms around his neck, making sure her large breasts pressed against his quivering chest. She knew he noticed as his ears turned red and he nervously wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. She 'cried' in his chest, faking her emotions. He was weak and it was easy for her to push him down and pull him out for her own sick pleasure.
It wasn't long before her large breast were unclothed and bouncing along with her on Kabuto's male genitalia. The man was a moaning mess, a virgin wrapped tightly by her used vagina. His thrusts were frantic, hitting her pleasure spot with terrible accuracy. She did not like this, he wasn't sucking on her nipples or messaging her clitoris. It felt like she was doing it to a moaning doll. How boring. She was starting do get tired of the organ she was penetrating herself with and the mess it was attached too. She couldn't feel the love she so desperately needed to replace her fear with.
She became angry as her heart and body were not receiving what she needed so she grabbed his scissors that laid limb in his hand that trembled with pleasure that she could not feel. She only felt full with more fear. The man below her was not coherent, his mind was gone in pleasure or maybe even in fear. He never ejaculated. She pulled away and he did not move. He knew what was coming as tears rolled down his cheeks and she was ready to strike until her own weapon, an ice pick was deep in her stomach.
Pain coursed through her veins as she looked down at the blood pooling onto the fabric of her skirt. She slowly and painfully raised her eyes to see the face of a manic below her, the look made her blood run cold and her face turn pale as she slowly grumbled on top of him. What? How was this possible? All she wanted was love from him even if he didn't mean it. Even if he didn't care, she just wanted to feel love so how could he kill her for wanting something so pure when she was going to kill him for not being able to offer her what she so desperately needed.
Her ears were buzzing and her vision was blurring, she felt her body hit the ground but felt no pain from it. She had just been thrown away again just like her parents had done. She laid there naked and exposed, her hazy eyes could make up the image of Kabuto standing over her with his glasses shining in the sun hiding his eyes and his face wearing the smile of a crazed killer she had never pinned him to be. She thought of him as an easy target, easy and frail but it was a faced much like hers but in this battle of facades she did not come out the winner.
The cruel man pulled her own weapon out of the wound, that he had surely pulled out of her bag when she was lost in her thoughts, and left. Leaving her cold and alone much like others had done to her in the past. She could almost not feel sad. She had felt the feeling of abandonment before, it had become bittersweet to her. Yet, she knew that she would no longer feel it as she stared with fading vision at the darkening skies she would soon soar in. A pool of blood soaked the grass below and around her, bathing her in her own blood.
She smiled weakly, this was the end.
She would receive love in the next life.
-You are not alive-
The sky was a dark indigo when Naruto opened the eyes he did not know he shut, he was laying on the hard wood floor that was extremely uncomfortable. He sat up slowly, his back popping and his mouth opening wide to let out a yawn. He slept restlessly but it was bearable knowing Sasuke was watching over him while he slept. He quickly spotted the boy in the small shrine, he was fiddling with his fingers, a sad and distant look on his face. Naruto's tired face immediately turned to worry.
"What's wrong, Sasuke?" He asked. The sudden noise in the small shrine caused him to jump slightly, his eyes bulging before slowly softening as he realized there was no immediate danger. Naruto was physically weakened as the boy sent him a small smile that was absolutely heartwarming.
"Good evening, Naruto-san. Nothing's wrong..."He shook his head, looking down at his clenched fist and slowly relaxing them. He continued kindly, "Did you sleep well?"
"Yes. I slept alright and you called me 'Naruto-san' again." The blond pointed out with a pout, slightly upset that the beauty had returned to addressing him on such formal terms instead of addressing him casually. He sort of expected the boy to let go of such forms of respect while they were part of this terror but it seemed that the boy would not let go of his teachings despite the situation they were currently in. He still couldn't quite believe they were put here. He couldn't believe they were forced to kill each other and for what? To appease the population with terror? Naruto's anger began to grow and so did Sasuke's guilt for he thought that it was his mistake that caused Naruto's expression to turn for the worst.
"I'm...sorry. I'll try my best to address you with no formality. I'm sorry please don't be angry." Sasuke whispered, clutching at Naruto's sleeve with his head bowed. Naruto looked away, willing his anger away. He didn't mean to make the boy indirectly feel bad, he smiled bitterly as he pushed away the anger induced by the program boil deep in his veins. Once it was all gone, he turned to the boy and rested a comforting hand against his shoulder. Silently telling him to lift his head.
"My anger is not towards you, I'm sorry for letting my emotions show so carelessly. Everything happening just pissed me off n-not you so don't apologize, call me whatever you are comfortable with. I'm sorry for pressuring you to call me something your aren't used too." He tried to ease the boy who looked at him worriedly and shook his head with the same look on his pale beautiful face. Naruto could not possible be mad at him.
"Are you still upset at what happened?" He whispered sullenly at he gazed at the split skin on tanned knuckles, the wound looked painful yet the blond had yet to complain about it. Naruto looked at the hand the other was looking at and winced at the sight of his open skin. In the midst of his anger, he had failed to notice how bad it actually was. He sighed at his stupidity and flopped on his back, staring up at the hardwood ceiling, sighing in distaste and ignoring Sasuke's question unconsciously. His thoughts were too clouded to fully pay attaching until a gentle hand rested gingerly on his wounded knuckles.
"It doesn't hurt." He tried to ease the boy.
"Liar. It's useless to lie around me, I'm good at detecting lies." He said stubbornly yet his voice sounded a little shaky and weak, Naruto chuckled pulling his hand away to stare at it for a little, he deemed it would not get infected if he didn't play with it too much. His wound reminded him that Sasuke had been shot in the leg by an arrow and he had not complained about his wound as of yet.
"How is your leg?" He asked him, sitting up. At the mention of his wound, Sasuke rested his hand on his leg, gently pressing on the wound. He winced and pulled his hand away, sighing deeply he rested his hands on his lap and frowned.
"I guess the adrenaline prevented me from feeling anything for a while but it burns a bit."He mumbled, pushing a lock of hair behind his ear. Naruto sighed and nodded, there was not much he could do about the others injury, they could only hope that the wound would heal on it's own. Silence engulfed the shrine once more giving Sasuke the opportunity to grab his map and scan the grounds.
"There is much we have to talk about, Naruto-san. We are on the second morning of the program, meaning we only have a day and to nights left to get out of this place or...at least survive until the end...hoping that one of...one of us makes it out of here." He ended sullenly, his shoulders quaking and his head bowing low as he thought about the end that seemed closer then it actually was.
"I won't kill you. Neither will anyone else. I-I fucked up the first time but I won't let you get hurt." Naruto said through clenched teeth, his fist in tight balls. He could not imagine himself standing over a dead Sasuke...being the one to end this angel's life. He wanted to live but he couldn't possibly end the others life. He just couldn't do it.
"Naruto-san...we both know there can only be one student."
-You are not alive-
-24 students remaining-
-Chapter End-
Alert- I am almost done with Chapter 38 of Survival of The Dead: The Dead Rise Again
Should be a few days until I'm done!