Chapter 4: Dark and Dangerous

A/N: I am so happy T_T that I can cry. My first review ever! Thank you so much Lexi ann fox for being my first review and for correcting me from such an embarrassing mistake 8(. Also thank you to my other anonymous reviewer! Hope I'll get to hear from you guys again (*Hint Hint*) XD.

I also decided to correct some mistakes from Chapter 2 (Thanks Lexi ann fox once again ) which are not that major :/

Well on with the story!

I do not own Naruto

"Thank you," I say.

"You're welcome," she replies. "Now, could you repeat your name…please?"

I can't help but smile. This girl does make everything better.

"Naruto," I say firmly, but a still a little fearful.

"Nice to meet you, Na-Ruu-toe!" she tries to pronounce my name. Really, she does make me feel light and content.

I can't take it.

Laughter.

No matter how much distance I put, I can still hear them.

"Die again!"

Please block them.

Laughter.

Please, make it stop.

"She doesn't like you"

Somebody help me.

Laughter.

PLEASE!

"Shh," the girl who is cradling me in her arms quiets me down. Crap! I thought she was asleep. I really don't want her to hear me cry, but the noises keep on reminding me from the place where I want to escape from. Thankfully, her arms, her warm embrace, manage to calm me down. After talking for hours, we both fell asleep in each other's arms, right on the forest floor.

A few hours ago I was fine. I was feeling content. It was nice to finally talk to someone about my problems, even if that someone is somebody that I don't know. Not even her name! This mysterious girl who I cannot get to decipher, who I have yet to know her name, is quite…something.

Just thinking about this girl brings a smile to my face. Although for now, her name will be Nameless, I know creative, right? And I thought I was good with naming people. For the past few hours that we have been talking, it not only lifted a-ton of weight from my chest but also brought in my curiosity. I prefer to think about her, instead of the happy laughter coming from my village. The happy laughter celebrating my…Death Day. I can hear them from here.

Thinking of this brings more tear-feelings to my eyes again, and can't stop it. It hurts.

"It's Ok," whispers Nameless. "I'll protect you, I promise." Her voice makes my body relax and once again I'm thinking about her. Who is she? I can't help but ask myself. I wish I could ask, but for some reason it feels like a prohibited subject to touch, so I decide to not cross the line. I have gathered some things after our little talk, but it still not enough.

I know she loves to talk and gets distracted by very simple things…like a lot! But once I started talking about me, she had her undivided attention towards me. She kept quiet the whole time, paying attention, like truly paying attention, not the forced attention, but true attention. A person as talkative like her could not have stayed quiet for hours, but she did.

For me.

It makes me feel very special, but even with her personality; I still could not tell her everything. I could only tell her about the villagers hating me and beating me up. I also told her about how I lost my hand to the hungry dogs that an old man released to chase after me. I told her of the many times I would get bullied by the children and also of the times that I would beat them too, in which brought a laugh out of her. I was little skeptic about telling her about my last beating, but I did so anyways. But the way I described it and the way her eyes roamed to the parts of my body that are still bloody from the beating, I think she has an idea that I'm… different. Even if she has an idea, I still could not tell her about my dead-ness. I also could not tell her about my little friend inside of me. I just could not. What if she becomes fearful of me and decides to look at me like the rest of the people? What if she decides to leave me there, kneeling on the forest floor, alone like always? I could've not handled it.

It would've broken me even more.

She is going to leave you.

I know that I left to many holes in my story, but just like I know about not asking about her, she didn't press me for answers. We both know that the time will come when we will share everything…wait! I don't know that! What if she decides to leave?

She is going to leave you alone.

To leave my side forever? No, it cannot be. She is my friend now. Well, I believe she is my friend. I mean she has being really nice to me and helped me, but what if she doesn't feel the same. What if she thinks of me as a poor, lonely, pitiful boy who cries a lot?

No.

My face starts to feel hot again. Really hot. She only thinks of me as a crying kid. She thinks of me like some pitiful creature that needs to be babied! I won't let her. Probably when she was laughing she was laughing at me. She was laughing at me! How could she?

She was laughing at you.

I think I had enough. I had ten years of realizing that people are not always good and I let her hurt me like this. I let her fool me with her deep dark-brown smiling eyes, and with her boisterous laughter. She fooled me. I bet that her clothes tell me everything. Those dark blotches of dried blood on her skin and rags mean something. Her sucked in skin is probably because she is a soul-sucker. She is not the peaceful angel that I thought she was. She is awful. I can't believe I fell for that!

"Calm down Naruto," she whispers worriedly. Like heck, she is just faking her worried voice. "Are you ok?" she asks, I bet she noticed my switched in behavior. "Naruto?" she says my name as my body starts to shake in anger. She begins to pat my head like a dog and I can't take it any longer.

"Get off of me!" I roared. How could she, that lying bitch. I strip away from her and push her away from me.

Laughter.

"Naruto what's wrong?" the urgency in her voice and the worried look on her face almost makes me pause on my actions, but no, she is just lying. I don't say anything. I just stare at her with hateful eyes; even staring at her makes me sick. She deceives people. She is nothing but a liar. How could she use me like this. She starts to walk in my direction but I growl at her. I don't want her close.

She is using you.

"Stay the fuck away from me!" I yell. How could she deceive me? I trusted her. "I trusted you…I fucking trusted you and you lied!" Why? Why is she going to leave me? I thought she was my friend! The hot-feeling runs all through my body. I can feel it. It is dark and it is dangerous. It is not like the feeling when I was crying or when I was getting angry, this is more intense. It makes me feel more powerful.

"Naruto, what's wrong?" she screams, but for some reason I cannot comprehend her. "Calm down!" she pleads.

"Why do you want to leave?" I scream at her. "Why?" I can see her face and it is pure shock. "Answer me!"

"Naruto, what are you talking about?" she chokes out. "Who said anything about leaving?"

"Why do you want to leave? Why don't you like me?" I cry.

"What? Who said anything about leaving? Naruto, why would I leave you? You are the first person who I have being in contact for years!" She looks at me and I know that she looks hurt. "Naruto, you are my only friend and I don't want to leave you, I promise." There they are, those eyes. I look at them and I know they are saying the truth. She doesn't want to leave me! I'm her friend!

Don't listen to her.

What is wrong with me?

She is using you.

No, she says that she is my friend, and I believe her!

Kill her.

The voices. I don't want to hear those voices again.

Hear the laughter. Don't you hear them?

I can hear them.

They are laughing at you. She is laughing at you. They are celebrating your death. They are happy that you died, and wish you were there so they could kill you all over again.

"Naruto, answer me! What is wrong?" The voice of Nameless breaks through my paranoia.

"He is telling me that they wish to see me dead again." I cry. "They wish to see me dead again and so do you. They are laughing at me, just like you were doing. Why?" I can hear my choking sobs and can't stop them. The tears-feeling fall repeatedly down my face and I don't even want to stop them. "Make the voice stop," I beg her. "Please make it stop!" my knees hurt as I fall to the ground. I cover my face with my hand and by the tip of my other amputated arm.

"Stop!" the girl screams. "Leave him alone!" She yells again in anger. Who is she yelling at, I don't know, and I bet she doesn't either. The only thing I know is that the voices are fading. They are fading away. Now I'm calmer. "Let him go!"

Kill

No.

Kill her now!

No!

"Ah!" Nameless screams in pain.

Then darkness.

Pure darkness.

A/N: I know, in this chapter happened things that I was supposed to put much later in the story, but it just came. Well I was watching WWE and you know how it gets…nasty sometimes. So I kind of decided to go from angst to a little…forceful (for the lack of descriptive word). I wasn't planning this, but it just came. Do you guys know what is going on? Hopefully. If you guys don't understand what is going on, please tell me, and I'll see what I can do. Next chapter, you will see more about Nameless past and going to describe more about the world of Naruto's 'deadness'.

Also, I hope you guys understand that why I put " –feeling " after describing Naruto's feelings or moods. Remember that he cannot feel anything, they are just sensations that are supposed to be there but…they are not. If he is crying, then he feels the liquid (tears) sensation as they fall, but they are not there. Yeah, I have never been good at explaining :/

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