A/N: Oops, I kinda lied about the mysterious girl. Her name will be known next chapter. I swear I didn't mean to do that so don't expect to know who she is. Sorry.


The Violent and The Silent

3 months later

"You damn bitch! Get out already!"

I cover my ears, trying my best to block that scary noise. Yume. Where is she? Where is Yume? Why isn't she here? I want Yume to be here but she isn't no matter how many time I ask and no matter how many time I wish.

KR-ASH

I want to go back home. I want to go back to where it was only Yume and me. It's scary here. It's lonely here. It's painful being here. A small sound came out as I began to cry again.

U*U*U

"I keep on telling you, you shithole! That mute needs to go to you," I shouted at the other end.

A sigh came from the phone. I clicked my tongue and cut off the phone before that guy can say anything more. It's not like he'll listen to what I'm saying and want. After tossing the phone somewhere, I flopped down on the ugly couch.

Calming down the best I can, I didn't move. It so quiet, so quiet that if I wanted I could hear my heartbeat. The quietness of this house enveloped my sense too much that memories I tried so hard to forget appeared. I bit my lips and quickly rose up to get outside. Anywhere is better than here, especially when nobody else I know is here beside that stupid mute.

U~U~U

du...du...du...du...

The disconnection sound from my office phone taunted at me as I didn't moved after Naruto cut me off. Goddammit...everything is so damn mess-up. By impulse I would have thrown the phone but that would just piss my jackass new "family" so I just tossed it in a corner that had a soft landing with the other stuffs that I'd thrown.

I leaned against the chair I was sitting on and lay limp. A dull pain was making itself known in my head but I ignored it since it'll go away if I don't too hyper or stress. I could hear noises coming from outside the room. I grinned ruefully as I thought that is must be really soundless in that house where Naruto and that girl lives.

That girl...what connection does she have with Yume? No matter how many times I review things over, it doesn't make sense how they know each other. I didn't hear anything beside the red-haired girl and the girl that live with Naruto has black hair. There was nothing known about her except that she was with Yume when...

My hand twitched slightly. Ever since those incidents happen, everything in Naruto and my life broke. Baa-chan is gone, our former house is gone, our trust, and our truest friend...everything we've known are gone. I shot up quickly and ruffled my hair. Thinking like this is no use.

I went under my bed to retrieve a backpack and proceed to the window. I'll be back around two, three days at best so those fakes shouldn't miss me too much.

U*U*U

Slam!

It hurts...really hurt so much that it makes me want to rip the pain out. I better hurry up and get the first aid or the pain'll become much worse. Those retards had to pick a fight with me didn't they? Next time I see them, I'll return the debts harder.

I stumbled forward to the kitchen since it was the nearest from the front door and landed on the chair sloppily. It was stupid doing that since pain shot through my body, but you really can't land on a chair gracefully if you're injured. I cursed a bit and forced my body to move so that I can get that first aid.

THUD!

I glanced up quickly to see the mute on top of the stairs looking at me with fear, her body quivering. Just seeing her stare at me with fear and dislike pisses me off. I hate eyes like that. I grabbed whatever the hell was near me and threw it at her. It missed her and broke with a crash.

"Go away! Disappear, stupid mute!" I shouted out, my body shaking with anger and pain.

She stood up as quickly as she could and shakily disappear upstairs. After a few moments, I allowed my body to give out and slumped against the kitchen table. There goes my patience again. I should have been more careful now that I remembered, though I tend to forget since she's mute, she's afraid of red and yellow things. That's why this house has nothing that's red or yellow, except me, but I'm not changing my hair just for that stupid reason.

I sighed and just decided to patch bandages on my injuries, instead of bandaging it, and sleep. The next day will be just as similar as the next. No one but the mute and I living for nothing.

U~U~U

I am so glad I have a mask on. It's only been three or four months since the owner was gone and dust have already placed themselves in the house. Maybe I should come here once a month so that everything wouldn't rot. I don't know if that'll be possible, considering that this house was in a forest where civilization is just a hundred miles away.

It's probably just me but the house still has her warmth as if she's still here. I chuckle ironically and started walking to wherever my feet takes me. How long has it been since I've been here? I wonder if anything has change since five of us stopped being together. My feet stopped in front of a closed door and I reached for the doorknob.

Soundlessly, it opened and the smell of orange, chocolate, and herbs flowed out in pleasant waves. Ah...I'm glad...I breathed in the bittersweet air and walked in.

U*U*U

Red...red...red...red...blood...blood...blood...I hate it...I hate it...I hate it...

Gold eyes showed itself in the darkness. I could hear his voice.

Gold...gold...gold...gold...blood...blood...blood...I hate it...I hate it...I hate it...

Yume...where are you? Why aren't you here? Please...be with me. I don't want to be here. Yume...It'll hurt...it'll hurt again...

IhateitIhateitIhateitIhateitIhateitIhateitIhateitIhateitIhateitIhateitIhateitIhateitIhateitIhateitIhateitIhateitIhateitIhateitIhateitIhateitIhateitIhateitIhateitIhateitIhateitIhateitIhateitIhateitIhateitIhateitIhateitIhateitHATEHATEHATE!

...hate...blood...gold...hurt...gone...Yume...gone...Yume...tired...I want everything to be gone, Yume...

Slowly, without thinking, without seeing, I rose from the floor and walked toward the door. There's nothing for me. There's no one for me. I opened the door and walked. My friend...my friend who made me happy...where is she?

THUMP!

A noise...

...THUMP! URG-...

The noise came from this door. I opened it and walked in. There at the corner on the bed was a person yelling, crying out. His arms and legs moved everywhere as if trying to protect himself. This person...is me. I have no one or anything. It hurt and everything is red. So the only thing I could do was cry and try to protect myself. Only Yume will be the one to be with me, to protect me, to remove all these pains...but...seeing "me," only I will be the one for this person.

U~U~U

...shut up...

It's your fault!

It's not.

If only you weren't born...

shut up

It's your fault!

It's not

You're nothing!

Shut up

Orphan! Loser! Nobody! Thief!

Shut Up

No one cares about you! If you ever disappear...then everyone will be happy. After all shut up Shut Up the son of a SHUT Up criminal.

SHUT UP! Why!? Why do I have to get this from everyone? Why do I have to be alone? Baa-chan...Yume...please don't leave me with this.

I'm alone. I'm alone. Nobody cares. Nobody cares.

There will be somebody.

I woke up with a gasp and swiftly cursed at everything. God...what a bad dream and memory. I lifted my arms -or tried to- when I noticed a weight on my left. What the...? I turned my head to see a very, very unusual thing happening. A black-haired girl was sleeping next to me. The mute, the one I was always yelling out, was sleeping next to me. This has got to be a dream. I tried using my will to wake up but apparently, I'm awake as it already is. This was not a dream.

I shook her awake violently which she woke with a start. With how big her eyebags are, I'm surprise she didn't fall back to sleep. After looking around the room as if she doesn't know where she was, the mute looked at me startled and surprised. I glared at her and she shrank back.

"What are you doing here?" I asked harshly. She jumped as if I bit her and was inching away from me, staring at me. It pisses me off, the stares, so I jolted at her. She landed on the floor and winced when I gripped her shoulder. I could feel her trembling.

I brought my face close to her, "I don't know what you're up to, but whatever it is, I will not trust you. Do something like this again; a bruise is the least of your worries." Finish with what I wanted to say, I got off and left the mute on the floor.

U*U*U

It hurt...it hurt...it hurt...it hurt...it hurt...it hurt...my shoulder hurt...my back hurt...my neck hurt...my head hurt...Yume...where is she? Be here, Yume...only she is the one for me. I like her. I like my blocks. I like my papers. I like my pencils. I like my sign language. I like our house. Where are they?

I looked up to the small, one window. Behind the curtains, outside is dark. I like our house. I don't like his house. I removed myself from the mattress. There's nothing for me here that I like. I went to the hallway. With nothing, I am a doll. I stood in front of the door of the person like me. Without Yume, I am a hurt doll. I opened it. That's why only she is the one for me. That person is crying and moving again. Ah...that's good. I can become something. I can become the only one for this person.

U~U~U

GRRRRRRRRUUUUUUMMMMMBBBBBLLLLLEEEEEE

I am sooooooooooo hungry...but I don't want to leave this room where her smell still lingered here. There's still some foods in my backpack so I ignored the pang of hunger and reluctantly stood up to walk out again. It has already been two days since I did nothing but sat in this room and become enveloped by her scent so today will be my last day. I can't waste anymore time than necessary for what I came for. It'll be nice if I could give myself a few more days, but then, those "family" of mine would make a search party to not lose their money-maker.

Shit...I slumped against the wall and tried to regain my footing. Shoulda eaten something and drink water to not feel so faint. How stupid of me. I sat down and began meditating. In, out, in, out, in, out; relax...relax... After a few more minutes of meditating, I slowly got up and check to see how my condition is. So far, so good...for now. Reaching into my pocket, I took out a bag of small, bitter chocolates and began putting it in my mouth.

My eyes swept around downstairs as I descended. There were items and toys I didn't see before in the house: a blue and white striped box filled with numerous blocks, several different pencil boxes, stacks of papers (blank or with something on them), and shells (probably both real and fake). The house hasn't change in its form, but by its capacity. The majority of the things here belongs to another person that stayed in this house.

I also noticed the huge absent of the colour of gold and red and small or sharp objects as I entered the kitchen which is also partly the dining room. This observation confirms that the black-hair girl did stayed in this house. I frowned at the reason for having two unknown girls in this house; one that seem to be violent due to a trauma and the other that seem non-existent due to no mention of her. Setting the chocolates back in my pocket, I began searching for, at least, a clue.

U*U*U

"WOULD YOU STOP ALREADY!"

Fuckin' HELL...why does she keep on coming? This is the sixth time already. I'm practically a bad guy the way I keep abusing her so why is she, this mute, keep on sleeping with me during the night? I glare at her with all my might and grabbed something to throw at her. It (the book) hitted her squarely on the shoulder when she cowered. I won't feel pity or trust for her. Never again will that happen.

"If you do this one more time, I'll turn that ugly face of yours bloody."

I stomped out of the room, slamming the door as I went out. It's still the weekday so I have to attend school whether I prefer it or not. Grumbling, I took my gray jacket and left the house that I was sent to. I wonder what annoying things will be there for me.

U~U~U

FWP! STOMP/CRUNCH!

"So...who's next?"

Bastards ran away like cockroaches. A groan came from my foot. Oh yeah...there's still one bug. I lifted my foot off his becoming-black arm and lean down to him. From his skills and fear, he was nothing more than a bread shuttle for the sake of adding numbers. How pathetic. Feeling the need to let the anger out from this morning, I kicked the bread shuttle right in his stomach and made another satisfying crunch from his other arm. He cried out in pain pitifully. Satisfied, I started to walk away.

"Uzumaki, it's preferable if you stop this violence right now," a oh-so-annoying voice yelled out. Well, it's preferable for me that I don't deal with the like of him so I ignored him and walked away as fast as I can, but Vice President with a long stick came out of nowhere and stopped me. Che...

"You can't get away from us that easily," she said proudly for no reason.

"I didn't do anything, President..."

His footsteps were moving, "You sure know how to make a futile lie, Uzumaki. You know what you did and if you continue..." he trailed off, hoping to create a good warning.

I smirked widely, turning around to face the pale-eyed, long-haired Hyuuga, "You think I care, President? They're the one who started it and I'm just the victim that's only surviving. If I were to let trash of all types make me a bloody victim, then I would be trash lower than them." Saying that, I back-kicked Vice President which surprised her. She blocked my kick with her stick and counterattacked. Finding an opening, I feinted a straight punch and lurched myself to get behind Vice and swung my arms at her. She fell forward with a cry of surprise as Prez moved to help her. Using that chance, I ran.

"Are you okay, Tenten?" the President asked with concern.

Tenten groaned slightly, but she was fine, "Yeah...just a bit sore on the back." She steady herself as she stood. "Naruto got away again, Neji. What are you going to do?"

Neji sighed, "Nothing...just the usual since that troublemaker isn't afraid of anything. Even if we do something, he'll continue as if nothing has change."

Tenten stared at Neji for a little before looking at the place where Naruto was. Nothing will change, huh...

U*U*U

HA! You thought I like you!? How lame.

Is that so wrong?

Born from a criminal, live as a criminal. That's your life.

What makes you say that?

A person like him is useless.

Why should he still be here?

Trash is trash.

Would everyone just shut up about me? Why do I have to be seen like this by everyone of you? Shut up! Shut up! SHUT UP!

I gasped out, sweating and heart thumping. Shit...I get bothered by what people say too much. Letting out a sigh, I rubbed my eyes. If this keeps on continuing, I'm going to turn nocturnal. I wonder why I didn't earlier. Trying to find a reason, a sense of oddness crept toward me and it took me a moment to realize the why. I'm not feeling the weight or warmth of another body on my bed and got up to see that nobody was next to me.

The mute didn't come...she finally stopped coming. Ha...well...that's to be expected since I twisted her left arm long enough to be sore. She sure last for a good week and a day before thinking of leaving some distance with someone like me. That's good. That's good. Getting out of bed, I changed my clothes and walked out of the room. This time, my mood was better...slightly. I opened the door to find that it was blocked.

What the..? Whatever it was, it wasn't very heavy but it still blocked the door, causing me to be stuck. Impatient, I pushed the door harder, then kicked it below. It didn't swing open, but it did leave enough room for me to walk through and see what was blocking the door. To say I was surprised would be an understatement, I wash shocked. It wasn't a thing that blocked the door, but a person, more precisely the mute.

What is she doing on the floor early in the morning? Crouching down to wake her or something, I noticed that she felt warm. Really, really warm that it bugs me. Feeling bothered, I checked her condition.

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Hot...it's hot...so uncomfortable...can't stand, can't see, can't speak, can't do anything...like a doll...Yume...I don't like...so give me like...Yume...where are you?

Open...let me find you...open...something...I see something...Someone is there...someone...Is that you...Yume?

U*U*U

The mute was burning from head to toe and I was panicking like a maniac. Okay...breathe...breathe. Try to remember what Baa-chan did when I was sick. When I was sick...I always have to lay in bed. Bed, I thought suddenly. You have to be comfortable when you're sick so ignoring my weird fear that I'll get burn, I carried the mute and brought her to the room that was chosen for her.

Okay, she's in bed. What else? Er...there was sometimes water...cool water. So I have to get a bowl full of cold water. As I was about to leave, the mute moved her head to face me. I froze for a reason I couldn't know and stared. Her eyes fluttered open and she stared back at me with foggy, blue eyes. Maybe its because of her fever or whatever, but she did something that I never saw. She smiled, a smile that wasn't fake, a smile that I didn't even know could be given to me.

For the first time, the mute wasn't a mute but a girl.

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A/N: I am BACK! Not really just only for spring break then I'll be gone again. Thank you readers for waiting or checking this out. I am sad that Yume is gone so fast though of course she ingrained herself in their lives so much that she won't really disappear. Hohohoho.

Right now I'm liking Kyuubi cause of his personality and feeling. A guy who clings to his feeling is so heartbreaking though annoying on the downside.

See you later and have fun ^^