Title: A Normal high
A/N: I'm updating every story this week and adding a note for all to read. Since I have been working a lot and haven't had time to keep up with how I'd like to update I've come up with a plan, it is as follows:
Wilting petals will be updated on Mondays.
A Normal High will be updated on Tuesdays.
One Shots will be updated on Wednesdays.
To Protect will be updated on Thursdays.
In My Own Arms will be updated on Fridays.
Saturday and Sunday I will update whatever I want. Also I may update with more then one chapter or a few stories on days that I can. I'm usually off on Mon + Tue so I hope to get more chapters out then, but I have been busy so I'm sorry and hope you understand. The only reason Dance was done so quick is because I had a week off to write it. Also I'm taking down a few of my older stories I haven't updated in forever and will add them once more when I get more ideas for them. Hope you all understand and now back to the story at hand.
Chapter 4:
"Watch your brother. He'll teach you how." The man smiled at the youngster and placed a hand each on the other two's shoulders, making sure they all watched as the older boy stepped up to the family who were crying and begging to live.
Naruto was watching with tears in his eyes, Sasuke was biting his lower lip, Gaara was just blankly watching as the events unfolded. The three, three years old had been forced to watch death for a few months now, having to touch the dead bodies of those killed and taste the blood. Itachi was Sasukes blood brother older then him by six years, he was the man in charged favorite as he was so good at what he did... To good in fact as the man had beat the shit out of him a few times for trying to rape him. The pale thin snake like man smiled as Itachi began his slow kill of the family.
He started with the youngest child, the same age of the boys watching the little show. Itachi used his hands, slowly pushing two fingers into the child's eyes while he held the girl down with foot, pressing all his weight onto her stomach. The screams were loud and continued for a long time, but they finally stopped coming from the little girl in the now blood covered sun dress with pink and orange sunflowers all over it. The family had tried to stop Itachi and couldn't since they were all tied up. The mother was screaming and the father cursing then becoming sick.
Itachi moved on, past the next youngest child and on to the oldest and last child of the family, a boy about twelve and dressed in a white button up dress shirt and navy slacks. Itachi ducked a punch after he untied the boy and caught the boy by the neck once he tried to run away. Itachi swiftly stopped any actions the boy could further make by stabbing a large knife into his spine and cutting off all the boys movements as he became dead from the neck down. He threw the boy to the ground and left him there, alive with no way of helping to stop what was about to happen to his parents and still being able to watch.
Itachi dealt with the mother first since she was still screaming at the top of her lungs for her children's pain and death. He simply slit her throat and let her chock on her own blood. He moved to the father and sliced his stomach open pulling out his large intestinal and shoving it into his mouth, then reached far into the mans stomach, his elbow bent and filled in the gap, after a brief struggle he pulled his blood covered arm out and held out the still beating heart.
Orochimaru clapped lightly and then turned to the three boys around him, he smiled and moved to stand in front of them taking in their reactions to what had happened. Naruto was silently crying and Sasuke was holding back his bile with a hand over his little mouth. Gaara tilted his head daring to speak in his small emotionless voice.
"Ones alive." His small finger pointed to the boy that was 7 – 8 years old and Orochimaru grinned wider.
"Your right Gaara-Kun. One is alive. Why don't you take this and end that for him." He smiled at the others. "Think of how much pain he must be in having watched all that."
Gaara nodded his small head and took the blade that was as long as his forearm. He licked his dry lips and walked over to the still tied up boy, the first stab was hard for his small form to manage and the boy cried out as Gaara caused him pain, after fighting for a moment to get the blade out of the boys thigh Gaara again stabbed him in the shoulder, then again in the stomach, again in the side, again and again until the boy was dead and Gaara was splattered with blood. He walked back to Orochimaru and handed the older man back the weapon, then stood back in his spot, unfaded by what he had just done.
Gaara's POV
We had just stepped out of the car when the pink haired girl ran over hanging off of Sasuke's arm. "Oh I'm so glad you could come!!" She squalled and blushed as he turned away from her with a 'hn'. "We were thinking you all weren't going to come!" She added smiling at me. I stared back at her with a blank face. I didn't like the girl.
"Oh, Sakura-Chan!" Naruto laughed and handed her our gift. "We got you this! Hope you like it!"
"Thanks you all!" She took the gift with a greedy look and ripped it open. I watched as her eyes widened and she stopped breathing. Maybe we had gotten her the wrong gift.
"You alright?" Naruto asked as she swayed a little, he reached out to steady her, I noticed she looked annoyed by him and looked at Sasuke.
"It's so pretty." Tears fell from her eyes. "Thank you so much!!" She held the box out to our raven haired companion and smiled sweetly at him.
"Will you put it on me?" Sasuke looked at Naruto and then did as asked, the female blushed as his finger tips lightly touched her skin and once he had it clasped she turned and hugged him tight, even being bold enough to kiss him on the cheek. "I'm so happy!" She exclaimed and garbed Sasukes hand leading him inside. Naruto and I followed behind the two and Sasuke gave us a pleading look.
Once inside the amount of people was crazy, the lack of clothes would give any god-fearing person a heart attack and the smell of beer was heavy in the room. We split up, Naruto going to be the life of the party as I left to go sit outside and be away from most people. I slipped my shoes off and sat on the edge of the pool, letting my feet hang in the warm water. Only a few people were outside as of now.
"Gaara-San, correct?" A voice asked and I nodded not bothering to look up. I did know who the voice belonged to, it was the pale male who looked more like a female then any of the females around. His eyes strange as they held no color and yet he could see just fine, better then most actually.
"My names Neji." He sat next to me and I glanced at him. "We have second period together and I was wondering if you'd like to pair up for the group assignment we have due in two weeks."
I nodded that I remembered we had one due and then spoke in my quiet voice. "What subject did you have in mind?" I listened to him speak about different ones he had thought about and the pro's and con's of each topic. I watched his face for a few moments of his speech then turned to watching the water instead.
My mind was on the memory I had been forced to watch once more last night. It happened all the time to each of us. We had mostly been keep together and so we each knew which one the other had remembered with in a few details. The one from last night had been the first memory I had, besides the one of being alone... really that wasn't a memory just the feeling of knowing I had been alone most of my young baby and toddler years. Until the killings had started, both Naruto and Sasuke had the same feeling. Sasuke had a memory before that of his older brother killing with him in the room, the faces and the actions were to vague for him to really grasp. Itachi had though claimed he killed their parents in front of his young brother and would have killed him if not for Orochimaru stopping him.
I'm not so sure Sasuke would have minded being killed at that age, or now even. Then again Itachi seemed no less happy about being alive. I guess no one really wanted to live as hollows. Which is what I find myself to be, hollow. I feel nothing and I know I can never be loved, no one can really understand what I have done... Except Naruto and Sasuke.
Oh, Neji is still talking as if I'm paying attention to him. More people are coming outside and Naruto is glaring at me. Have I done something out of my character? Wait, he is staring at Neji – not me.
Good, because I'd rather not have to deal with the leaders anger focused on me once we got home.
