A/N: I do not own any of the characters... They all belong to Masashi Kishimoto... Dattebayo!

...All of my published works are UNbeta-ed... Sorry for any grammar/spelling mistakes...English is not my first language...and I don't use a spellchecker... sorry... Hope you enjoy the story...


Naruto POV:

- Teme ... What do you mean?

- Every time someone like me dies, one of them is born... When my father died, that monster that is calling out to me, that is plaguing my every dream and breath was born in the under world ... and when I'll die ... that same monster will be able to be born in our world ... That's what I mean dobe...

He's eyes were sad and cold as he said that ... It pained me to see him like that. I wished there was some thing I could do for him.

-And what is there to do?

-I do not know. I only know that I'm afraid, that I feel him and I can not resist. I know something is coming, quickly, and can not be sociable, it is more prudent. Sakura was ... nice. We went to my room, we talked a lot ... just that she touched me when I stretched to take the remote control. Then suddenly I looked at her and ... an ugly thing was going through her veins, as if it lived there, survived, feed of her. That thing was moving all over her body, through her veins ... through her blood. When I looked up, her face was disfigured, bruised ... her skin shriveled like a snake. I closed my eyes and then jumped out of bed screaming. I sat near the window, on coming, with my head caught between my hands, screaming. My mother was terribly upset....

He started to cry. I took his hand with friendly warmth and said with conviction: "I am here and I promise to not leave you alone. I can help you and I'll do it! Trust me teme! "

I knew I was right, I felt it burning in my stomach, but only that. Was there something wrong with me? Was it waiting for me? What can someone like me, weak and silly do in front of a spirit that wanted to be born, live and mastered every body without soul in this world. I was a tiny thing, but I knew there was something only I can do, even before I throw myself into certain death. Up 'till here, my hero spirit was wining, just as fear was hiding in my stomach... that was the only sure thing.

-But how do you manage to sleep? I asked as I was impatiently waiting for the bus.

-I close my eyes, covering my head with the blanket and don't come out until my alarm goes off, even if I hear noises. As long as I don't see them, there is nothing they can do. They feel when I look at them, they see me and attack. Through them he's searching for me. I try not to see them and sometimes I manage.

Then we went our separate ways. Pretty hard to understand for someone like me if I believed it so easily. Maybe he is laughing because I am naive. All my life I wanted to have what others do not understand or can not, just to be different. I thought it was a quality, now I think it is a burden, especially for Sasuke.

I walked slowly towards my house and I was thinking seriously about what I had just heard. I knew I did not possess anything special, so why would a story like that scare me? I never had an incident that led to a paranormal trace and even less so I never felt a fear for anything. Why was I so scared? A hand caught me by the arm and I turned my head to see who it was. Nothing... I spined in place ... still nothing. I was thinking how tired I should be to imagine something like that. If there was someone out there then I would see traces in the snow... there are none, so there is no one here but me. I got home; my mother was still at work, so I quickly went to bed. As expected, I dreamed of Sasuke, running on a large beach, smiling at me. I've let him go further away from me, looking offshore. When I look back, he was gone. I felt a hand strangling me and, slowly, there were distinctly two red eyes that reflected a weak, but cold body. He raised me over his head and I was looking at the teme draining my life flow without showing any kind of gesture or emotion.

A door was slammed and I jumped out of bed. My mother came home from work and my father whispered to her to speak more slowly. I got out of bed. The light from the kitchen hit me strong.

-Oh ... Sorry Naruto, I didn't knew you were sleeping so early.

-It's ok. Anyway I was not sleeping too well.

-Wait a minute ... raise you head!

-Come on, Mom...

-Do as I say.

-There... what is it?

-You're burned ... does it not hurt?

I went to the mirror. A hand strangled my neck and it sting terrible. Now! Why not earlier? What is this?

The next day I meet Sasuke.

-I had a weird dream last night teme. I said looking him straight in the eyes

-Yes, me too! he said looking down.

-What was that? I'm burned! Why did you do that?

-I told you to stay away from me. It will happen 'till you leave me alone or...

-Or what teme? You think I'll give up because of one thing that threatens me? This is one more reason to close him where it belongs. Within seconds Sasuke flew from my side and hit the faculty wall. He seemed paralyzed, from the strong shot, but his eyes were burning alive.

Then I panicked. On his stomach there was a hand imprint like it was drawn, burning deep his soft skin. It was not his fault. But what do I do? I do not know how to help him. I took him to the office and waited outside. I looked out the window, although elsewhere, without meaning, looking for a reply, which did not delay to appear. I looked at students who fled to the bus station. A blizzard started and no one bear to fight with it. However, a man very well build, was not rushing to get there. He caught my attention because he continued looking at something on the ground and then he leaned down to take it. Then I remembered: there, in that spot Sasuke had fallen. Maybe he dropt something from his pockets. I quickly descended the stairs, approached him and smiled reassuring.

-Excuse me, I saw you pick up something, you know ... a colleague of mine collapsed here and I took him to the infirmary. If you found something that belongs to him, please return it.

-Yes I found something, look...

It was his fan pendant, I do not know if I've ever seen him without it.

-Take it, he will need it.

And he left in a hurry. "He will need it?" What does he know?

I turned to the infirmary and I drove Sasuke home. Then, I went back to my place too. At my house, the same guy from the street was standing there. He just got there. He turned around and looked at me...

-Good day, sir, what are you doing at my house? I saw it's hard for you to be good, especially now...

-I beg your pardon?

-You looked at me funny when I asked Sasuke's pendant back.

-Naruto, he is our priest, Mr. ...

-Setsuna ... Michael.

-Sure ... I answered annoyed.

-Naruto! Mr. Michael has come to do an exorcism prayer, I was scared last night and ...

-So what? Come on, Mom, we do not live in a world full of danger, and inn sleep ... maybe I burned myself earlier!

-Naruto ...

And I left the house. I didn't mind the prayer, but his presence... I was scared. But he held a beautiful ceremony and somewhere in my soul, I was at peace. Something was unclean and that man knew it, I thought, he is a priest after all.


A/N: Hope you liked the story so far ... i'll try to update soon. and i hope there werent to many miss spellings. If you would like to review that would make me verry happy. Thank you for reading. See you all in the next chapter ...