There was a boy that was always alone. He didn't have a family to call his own so he was lonely day in and day out. He always took long walks around his home town and the near the woods. Other kids would see him but they never paid him any attention. The boy was known as Kuna Kodoku.

One day he was walking through the town but then he stopped to see some broken wood with some strings near it it so he went to the broken wood and strings and took it home with him. When he got home he made a three stringed guitar and would play melodies.

Kuna loved playing his guitar everywhere he went and he would play it on his walks. After a long time of playing constant melodies the music suddenly came to a halt. Those who have heard of the melodies began to search for Kuna but no one ever from him.

To this very day the melody that Kuna Kodoku played would ring into people, mostly into children. Children that are still out at midnight would hear the melody and would follow it but soon would see the ghost of Kuna Kodoku walking on a trail. The children would follow him into the woods and were never heard from again.

It's believed that the ghost of Kuna Kodoku would play his melody and would appear in the streets of the Mist village. When the melody starts to play whoever hears it would have to sing the words but if they didn't they would be controlled into following the ghost to their deaths.

After Kisame told his story they were all looking at him. Suigetsu looked at him in question.

"Hey Kisame-sempai, what are the words to the melody?"

Kisame thought about it then he looked at them.

"I don't sing but these are the words, someone write these down."

Ameyuri had a paper and pen and started writing as Kisame began to share the words of the haunting melody with them.

"Everyone rush to your home, time is ticking. At the moment of midnight the strings will be picking. Listen to your parent's words, you dear children or it will be you that will be missing. The boy known to be alone will be passing by. Just make sure you're in your home before Midnight."

After he shared the words with them they were all looking at each other to see who was scared but so far maybe a couple of people were nervous then Kushimaru looked at the clock.

"Well, it's only 8:30 maybe we can find a way to stay up until Midnight to see if this kid is real."

Suigetsu liked the idea.

"Aw this is going to be so sweet. Who else has a story?"

Ameyuri looked at the paper she was holding while Zabuza looked at Chojuro. He wondered if Chojuro had any good scary stories so then he looked at him.

"Chojuro, by any chance do you have any stories?"

Chojuro blinked then Suigetsu smirked.

"Yeah Chojuro, do you know any scary stories?"

Chojuro was thinking then he looked at them shaking his head.

"I do know a couple of stories but they're not that scary."

Mangetsu frowned at him.

"Let us be the judge of that. Just tell us the stories already."

Chojuro shrugged then he looked at them.

"Alright. I heard this story before I moved into the Mist village. My best friend told me this story."

"What's it about?"

"It's about person who would come to someone's doorstep and knock three times. If the person answered they allowed the man into their home."

"What's so scary about that?"

"Let me tell the story and I got proof that it's real."

In the days of the First Kages of the five great nations there was a man that had silk black hair that hung to his lower back. He wore a black robe and was walking through the streets of the Mist village. He was known as the Musuko Nasu.

No one ever saw him during the daytime but at night he wold be seen by a few people. From time to time he would go to someone's home. If there wasn't an answer he would leave to a different home.

One day he came to a home and the family answered him. Musuko went into the house and sat on one of the couches.

"I thank you for your kindness, please join me for dinner tomorrow at my home."

The head of the house hold smiled at him.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes I can't let you have have all the pleasure so please come to my home. I will come and bring you all to my home tomorrow."

"Alright then we'll see you tomorrow."

The next day was the last time that family saw the Mist village or each other. Every year during the harvest season the souls of everyone that Musuko Nasu met in this village are all walking among the living. No one realizes it's them but they are with us in the village.

After Chojuro shared that story Kushumaru looked at him.

"That was creepy but what proof do you have to say that this guy is real?"

Chojuro got out a small box and opened it. There was a black journal like notebook with a name imprinted on it.

Musuko Nasu

They all stared at it then Suigetsu looked at him.

"So at night during the harvest season don't answer any doors?"

"Only when the moon is red or yellow. If it's either of those colors don't answer the door."

They were all looking at him. Chojuro looked at them.

"What? You all asked to hear the story."

"Yes but we weren't expecting that."

Ao chuckled.

"Wow, so far we all heard two stories I wonder whose story is going to scare us all."

The others agreed then Jinin looked at them.

"I don't have any stories, who else has a good one because we're going to take a vote then right before midnight we'll go out and see if we can find that boy that plays the melody."

They all agreed to the plan then Ao noticed that Mei seemed to be very quiet for some reason. She looked a little nervous about the stories she just heard but Ao wondered if Mei had a story then he looked at Ameyuri.

"Ameyuri, wouldn't you have a story? You're good at this kind of thing."

"I know but my stories have to deal with my family."

Fuguki sweat dropped and so did Jinin. Mangetsu looked at her.

"What's so scary about your family?"

Kushimaru and Zabuza looked at him like he was stupid. Kushimaru looked at him and spoke.

"Ameyuri's father and older brother are more scary than the five Kages put together when they fight as one. No offense, Lady Mizukage."

"Non taken, I have a story similar to Ameyuri's I'll tell my story after she tells hers."

They all looked at Ameyuri who had her head down.

"Okay to start things off, I was just a naïve child so I didn't understand the life threatening dangers I was in. I knew one thing for certain that my brother and father loved me and they wouldn't hesitate to kill anyone that came near me."

To be continued...

Kuna Kodoku= Lonely Child

Musuko Nasu= Prince of the Nightshade

Author's note: I hope you all like this story, this my first time writing a scary story like this. please leave any comments about what you thing of the story. The stories in this horror fanfic are mine and so is the song i wrote in Kisame's story. Enjoy. I don't own Naruto. Take care!