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Dis- uh, nope… Claimer: Rei: I NOW OWN NARUTO! *u*
Kishimoto: Hai. Hai. ^_^
Naruto: Sonna (?) tte ba yo (No fucking way)! DX
Rei: Baka. Uso da (Idiot. That's a lie).
Naruto: Eh? Yogatta (I'm glad)…
Warning: Kishimoto: Anou… shiranai da (Uhm… I don't know) Demo… yomiteiru hanaji ga motteiru (But… I'm having a nosebleed while reading this).
Rei: I'm the one having a nosebleed in translating Japanese in here!
Naruto: Mou ichido yaoi hentai no shiin… (Erotic boy-to-boy scene again…)
Rei: Yamete kudasai! (Please stop!)
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Uzumaki Residence
Tuesday, 9 AM
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December 11, 2012… The son of the most prestigious family, Sasuke Uchiha, was killed last night…
He had a total of 20 stabs at his back and his body has left one long blood trail from the actual murder site to a vacant lot…
His belongings are all gone and so the police are taking robbery as a motif…
Konoha Niwa University will be holding a school funeral—
Don't fuck with me… I throw the newspaper at the couch and I will be leaving the dobe's house.
I fish for the money he just gave me… and count it again…
5000 yen… I sigh. My normal allowance has two more zeros after…
I drop it and slid the money at the back pocket. I put on the hood of the stolen blue jacket and the spare shoes on the rack.
I breathe a deep one and go out the house, "I've got to know what's happening…"
Ja ne, Naruto (See you, Naruto).
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Enigmatique Mort
Rei Haruno –Sakura no Imooto
Chapter 2: The New Home
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Konoha Daytime Streets
Tuesday, 9: 15 AM
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If it's true that two weeks have already past, then it must be Christmas season.
I walk along the busy streets, his shoes leaving imprints at the thick and heavy snow covering the pathway.
Some people are starting to burn things inside a drum and make an improvised heater for themselves.
The stinging breeze of December blows and I have to pull his jacket nearer for added warmth.
I feel so different in his clothes… as if the warmth enclosed within them would never go away.
I come across a newspaper stand and then glance at the current date…
December 24, 2012… the morning of Christmas Eve. And to think about it…
I lift my face to stare at the bored sky that is covered with white clouds…
I promised Mom that I would be with them this Christmas Eve…
"Nii-san! Nii-san! (Big bro! Big bro!)" Children start crowding around me and ask for something like food or something else.
"I-I don't have candies." I try to calm them down and one starts crying out loud…
The people in the streets look at me and I glare at the crying kid… saying with a cold voice, "Gomen (Sorry)."
I then leave them behind and I hear them all cry…
Tch, how dare I make a child cry on the day of Christmas Eve?
I can care less…
Now that I can't even see my own family…
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Konoha Riverbanks
Tuesday, Past 12 PM
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The wind of solitude comforts me well enough as I fill my hunger with this commoner food sold along the street.
I take a bite and another one… I have to refrain from spending too much.
I stare at the onigiri (Japanese rice ball) at my hand and blink at the bite mark I left it with.
I never thought I would fall this hard… who would have thought that I, Uchiha Sasuke, the son of one of the richest men in Asia…
Is eating mere onigiri at the riverbanks… in run-down clothes… and hasn't even showered for two weeks…
"This is insane. Why do things have to turn out like this?" I whisper… my hand trembles…
"Ain't I… supposed to be… dead?"
Today is Christmas Eve… a supposed season of love and joy… and yet, I feel lonely…
Mom would never believe me if I tell her that I'm Sasuke and I'm alive. Two weeks… I must be buried…
Wait a sec… I swallow the whole onigiri, chew it and gulp it near choking. I reach for the bottled water and drink some…
Buried? Then there must be a body! If only I can see the body, I can… maybe finally I can get some answers.
It might be true that a corpse tells the whole story!
I reach for my money and stare at the remaining amount… this must be enough for a shovel, a crowbar and a flashlight…
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Konoha Royal Cemetery
Tuesday, Past 10 PM
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I have slipped through the sepulchers and guards at this western style cemetery… and will be digging a two-week-old grave.
MY grave.
Mom never approved of a mausoleum even though the Uchihas really has one. There's no way she would put me in there.
However, I have a crowbar with me just in case Dad insisted.
I walk around the land of the dead and skims through every name I pass by.
And the creepily big moon seems to light my way along… its light is enough for me to see things in the dark.
The deadly silence is creeping, digging pain to my very bones.
The shrill whistles remind me of that fated night… but things couldn't be just a dream.
The pain is just too real.
I turn at a corner and finally see what I am looking for…
Sasuke Uchiha, too young for your dreams to fade away…
Tch. It must be Dad that instructed them to put this. Mom knew I had no dream or whatsoever…
I just have to get down to business then…
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Konoha Royal Cemetery
Tuesday, 10:30 PM
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Pant. Pant. Pant… I never thought digging out a grave would be very exhausting.
I finally see the coffin and I gulp. I destroy a lock with the crowbar and lift the face cover…
What the fuck is this?
There is a black mannequin that is lying inside the coffin… I angrily mutter, "How can Mom mistake me with a stupid life-size voodoo doll?"
"Soko ni… dare ka. (Who's… there?)" I twitch at a familiar voice and I gaze up to see a veiled lady who's clutching at her hands at her chest.
I stare at her more and she cries, "Are you… are you a grave robber? Please leave my son alone."
She then takes off her 200 carat ruby necklace and dangles it before her as if showing it to me, "My son has nothing. If you want, take this and leave!"
I then squint at her in sadness and then I gaze at the black mannequin, "Kore… Kore hi… Kore hito ga musuko ka (This… This ma… This man is your son)?"
"Please! Let him rest! My son doesn't have enemies… so you must be someone he doesn't know. Here, take my necklace!"
My grip on the crowbar tightens… my sight starts to blur…
"And my purse! My earrings! My wedding ring—!"
"TO HELL WITH THAT!" I hold the crowbar in both hands and smash the upper part of the coffin, breaking the glass and hitting the mannequin's face.
"Iiiiiiyaaaaa! Sasuke!"
"It's just a stupid black mannequin!" I continue smashing with angry, blurry eyes and listening to her helpless screams of horror.
"THIS! IS! NOT! ME!"
"That is you, Sasuke Uchiha." A strange voice speaks and I have stopped smashing, making the crowbar do its last hit.
This is me? How co— FUCK! The mannequin… it's bleeding!
"Some blood must have remained even after embalming, huh. Poor Mommy… seeing somebody wreck her son's face with a crowbar before her very eyes…"
"No…"
"Sasuke… Sasuke…" Mom cries painfully as if I have had smashed her instead.
"All you can see might be a black mannequin… but to her eyes, she can see… no one else but you, Sasuke Uchiha."
"What's happening…?"
Less than two hours before Christmas… I have found a black mannequin, that everyone calls by my name, lying inside my grave.
Less than two hours before Christmas… I have finally met with my Mom again…
Less than two hours before Christmas… I gave my Mom my most painfully Merry Christmas gift…
And this action takes me… away from my family… forever…
"Sasuke… my baby boy…"
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Uzumaki Residence
Tuesday, 11:45 PM
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I open the door and Naruto greets me at the hallway, "Yo, Anata! You're back! Heheh, I thought you're—"
I close the door behind me as he continues greeting me…
His carefree grin disappears as soon as I look at him, straight at his sapphire eyes. I can still feel tears rolling down my cheeks…
Tch, my eyes must be swollen and red… just like my cheeks…
Naruto then comes near to embrace me, whispering words into my ear, "What happened?"
I can't answer… I don't know where to start… "I—!"
As soon as I start, my voice suddenly breaks and the pain starts to intensify again, burning everything inside me…
All I manage to say is… "It hurts… Naruto, I can't it anymore…"
He hugs me tighter and I begin sliding down the door. Naruto kneels as I slide…
Slowly… and dramatically…
Naruto loosens his hold and looks at me… his understanding eyes meet my watery eyes…
"Sasuke, tell me what's wrong. I want to help you the best way I can…"
"I… I can never… see my… Mom again… my Mom… Mommy…"
"Why? What did you do?"
"I… I did the most unforgivable thing… I killed… her…"
I hear Naruto twitch loudly…
"Heart…"
"Sasuke…" Naruto cups his hand at my cheek, "You've been hurt enough for tonight. Sleep now and forget about it for now…"
"I can't just forget about it, Naruto! She's my—"
Naruto start kissing me again and the pain never wanted me to refuse. I can admit I am moaning loudly and I begin grasping at his shirt…
As he kisses me, the pain intensifies more and more every passing minute… the burning sensation gets aggravated and my body experiences yet another torture…
Every surge of pain is more than what the cold blade has done to my body before…
My body starts to beg for relief… rest… pleasure…
Naruto! Fuck me!
These words seem to resound to Naruto because of my kiss and other actions… and so he is slowly taking off my muddy jacket and then his sweater.
With my hands cupping under his jaw, he gets to strip away our clothes and kiss me passionately with intervals for breathing.
We break the kiss yet again and he stare at my eyes… these onyx eyes that might have been reflecting my pain…
He uses his hands to open my legs and I voluntarily slide towards him… as if asking him to get above me…
He does and he starts kissing me again… grinding his hips against mine…
And finally starts thrusting his dick inside me… so hard and fast… so painful that it rivals the pleasure that comes with it…
"Ahh… ngh… motto (more)… Naruto, I want more!" I yell, completely giving in to my body's wants…
As it continues, time passes and we could have completely forgotten about Christmas and all…
And the pain in my heart starts to subside…
And what exactly is this new life thing that I am going through?
Does Kami-sama want me to start over? Last time I check… my past and current love affairs are against his laws…
And why with Naruto? It's not like I don't want it but… I was just wondering…
We're not really Christians… but my Mom has always believed that someone named Kami-sama is watching over everything…
And he is the one making things possible if he desires it to happen…
She said I should never doubt things…
What-if's are delusional… unless it's a dream…
A new life…
A new home…
A new love…
What exactly is happening to me?
What is that black mannequin?
Who is that voice? It sounds too sinister and too scary to be Kami-sama…
I wish I can think straight at this very moment… I just can't ruin Naruto's fun for what I'm feeling…
He stops for a while and he looks own at my eyes… I feel lighter now so maybe they'll shine differently this time…
"You look happy now…"
"Anou, Naruto… can I ask you something?" I smile at him and Naruto hums his 'yes'…
"Can I come with you at your workplace tomorrow?"
"Ahh. Yoshi! Sure!" Naruto laughs out, "You can be my assistant starting tomorrow!"
"Assistant?"
"Yeah, they'll be very happy to see you! Hahah!"
"…Okay."
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I smile and stare at his happy grinning face…
I am Sasuke Uchiha… a twenty-year-old straight-A College student… who tries to redirect his life towards a 'light'.
Used to live in a mansion and be surrounded by material riches with a substance-less life…
Had been killed two weeks ago but is mysteriously alive today, as if given a second chance…
Dragged into confusion after the incident at the cemetery…
Still working as Naruto's hooker… but will be starting to work as his assistant by daylight…
To think about it, I don't know what he does for a living…
I don't even know how old he really is…
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[End of Chapter 2]
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I have fun again and so I decided to finish yet another chapter.
How many times did I change the summary? I mean, I still don't know a concrete plot for this one…
But I seem to have one. Hopefully, it won't turn into a stupid magical thing…
This is supposed to be a dark fic…
Kishimoto: Don't worry, Rei-san. You're doing well.
Rei: *blushes* Oh my. I'm so delusional!
Next on Enigmatique Mort, unwanted social links and undue jealous acts.
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