1naru-chan13: yes, my story rocx as do I
rookie nine: YOU KILLED NARUTO! YOU BASTARD!
naru-chan13: Thank-you, thank-you very much
everyone else: ...bitch
naru-chan13: didn't know amikamaru had a sex change... anyway I own nothing
OH! And this chappie will have humor in it sice you all must be tired or crying.
NEVER FEAR THE CRYING CHAPPIES WILL BE BACK!
Everything was quiet. I tried to speak and well, I don't really know. If it made a sound I couldn't hear it. It was also really quiet. I couldn't hear it anymore. The yelling, the names... The laughing. The laughing always got to me the most. I guess that's what happens when you're a demon vessel. They (the demons) are always laughing at you. Once, when I was little I asked the old man about it. He then started to cry and gave me some medicine to make me feel better. To drown out the laughing. I later found out they were antidepressant pills.
I stopped taking them when I was seven. It (kyubii) just stopped one day. Guess it had to do with the whole, me not trying to kill the villagers thing. As Shikamaru would say, "it would be too troublesome."
You know, I always knew I'd die on my birthday. The villagers always celebrate first, get good and drunk and then come out looking for me. That, or the capture me a few days before so they don't have to look to long. It's funny. My secret, the one that I was a girl. I always planned on takeing it to the grave with me. Looks like I did it. They can have that hollow husk. Study it, mutilate the body, fuck it I don't care. No matter what they do, they will never know the true Naruto Uzimaki.
And it's still dark. I feel numb, but not any numbness. It's sort of like when Sasuke shoved the chidori through my chest. I guess I really did almost die. Doesn't matter. This feeling. It's so strange. Here all my senses are useless. The darkness, the isolation... I love it. If this is death then I welcome it... but now, I am bored.
Nothing is happening here. I try to move, to feel something. Then I understand. Everything is blank, dull, and just... bleak. So now I pull on the mask I always wore and. I let go. I drop it. I allow it to shatter and now. I feel a chill. The next thing I know there are cries of pain and agony. They overlap one another and look around.
It would seem my sight has chosen to return to me now. What I see now, endless beings, distorted figures desperately jerking about to grab a hold of something. Anything. I stare and desided. I don't care.
Along the group, I observed some figures that I decided once was Haku. Not far off from him was Zabuza. Even Kabuto and Ochimaru, both who had been reduced to the state as all else around. I chuckle a little. Yeah, I found this funny. Even in death I was an outcast.
Then I saw him. Shikigami. I would never forget... Him? Her?... it?
Anyway even after all these years I wouldn't forget something like that, that caught my interest. No, I was preoccupied when the Third summoned him so, where had I seen him before?
Try the day I was born. Yeah, I have a photographic memory. Take it as you will, but for me it adds to my hell.
So now, here I am having a stare down with the so called god of death. And there goes my attention span. Oh, no. I got an idea. So, I'm me so I just gotta do whatever the hell pops into my head. I'm not an idiot, I'm just bored and I do what I want. So I float over to shikigami, since it seems walking is out of the question. Lazy bastard. Anyway I float up and tried my idea.
Seems shikigami is a guy. No I didn't grab him, I just kicked his nuts O.O which, apparently he has. I'm not stupid but really, what's the worst thing he can do? I'm already dead... I think. Still didn't get a confirmation on that tibit of info.
And now it's official. I am the only one in the room crying in pain or whatever. Oh, looks like shikigami is back up. I just stare at him and the next thing I know, I'm falling. So I look around. Sky, clouds, more clouds some dude in a dress... What? I'm not freaked or anything. I'm over it after the Haku thing and, Tsunade had us do some undercover missions so no big. Oh, and Sasuke is self-conscious when it comes to him in a dress... Some interesting times. -.-
Anyway, mack to Mr. In the man-skirt. I'm bored again... Let's see... yep, defiantly a guy.
What? I have no morals. The guy didn't seem that amused but, there were laughs from behind him. The only thought going through my head was 'TOGA PARTY!'O.O
Nice right. OH! They're talking.
"Hello Naruto" A very beautiful woman began. I am not a lesbian. Though, I'm not sure if I'm entirely straight either. I've never really bothered with the whole dating thing. And as for the Sakura thing, it was apart of my mask. OH! They're waiting for me to talk.
"Hi... So am I dead or what?" She looked thoughtful for a bit. Yep, we got ourselves a bimbo here.
"Yes you are dead but, I bet you're wondering who we are." Not at all.
"Not at all. Didn't cross my mind for a minuet and truthfully, I couldn't care less." . yep! That's me. The all look funny, like fish. Guess this is what happens when yo die after years of forcing yourself to be something your not.
"You" here it comes, lay it on me sucka! "Are so CUTE!" the hell that come from. "You, my dear are my new favorite." still lost. Maybe little miss perky is a pedofile. Either way, this is not something/someone you want to deal with first thing after death... Unless your Ero-sannin.
"So..."
"Ignore her. You" some dude pointed at me. "Are starting over."
"Why?" I understand exactly what's happening... I just want to see if I can piss off a god... If I haven't already, which I probably have but still...
"To have a better life."
"Why?"
"To enjoy yourself and not die at such an early age."
"Why?"
"Because you weren't supposed to."
"Why?"
"Because the villagers were supposed to treat you like a hero from day one and only just now did we find out what was happening."
"Why?"
"We got drunk."
"Why?"
"We like wine"
"Why?"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP! I CAN'T TAKE IT DAMMIT! I'M ONLY IMMORTAL"
Well, needless to say I laughed my ass of but then I stopped suddenly. They all gave me weird looks but I ignored them. I laughed a little and stopped again. The laughing. I had always hated it and here I am laughing. After hearing myself laugh. I decided I didn't like it. I decided I didn't really my voice either. When I was young whenever I tried to speak I always ended up getting hurt.
I already proved in that weird place that senses and emotions aren't necessary to live. Guess this is what you get when you have no childhood. Oh well. Guess my sense of humor has been mutilated over the years. -.-
"Will I keep my memory?" I asked the gods before me. My voice was monotone with no emotion, and it must not have been what they expected cause they looked at me strangely.
"Um, yes."
"Then lets begin whatever preparations we must now."
"Yeah, just step through this portal and it will begin." They looked quiet strange. None would look the other in the eye and they kept shuffling around. Not that I care. I learned the hard way. Garra was right. The only thing that anyone should worry or care about is themselves. So I stepped through the portal and here I am. A new born baby, soon to be vessel of Kyubii. This time, I'm setting some ground rules.