HEY!! Second part of Chapter 6!!! so exciting!! Hope you enjoy!! Oh, and for the rest of November 2009 i'm not going to be able to update, or at least it won't be untill the end. NaNoWriMo (National novel Writing Month, seen at )is this month!!! so i'm going to work on that... OH! and go to my author's page thingy and vote whether you want this to be yaoi, or hetero, or whatever... i'm not takin into account anyone's vote unless they go there and click on that little 'vote' button!

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I stared.

And stared.

I couldn't help it... how the fuck did that happen? I didn't turn; there was no bend, so how the hell did I walk a straight line and end up back here?!?

Sagging against the wall, still staring at the arrow that I had carved into the wall, I tried to piece together what the hell had happened to put me back here... best to start in the beginning.

Okay, wake up in this place, walk for a bit, try to figure out how I got here, categorize the tunnels, pick a tunnel and carve arrow heading into said tunnel, head straight into tunnel, figure out that doors are memories, continue straight while checking doors for exit, have mini-freak out about last door, walk straight here... hmm there aren't any turns or bends in that... okay, so the only way that I wouldn't have noticed walking in a circle is if it was a reeeeeally slight curve, so then it would be a reeeallly big circle, wouldn't it?

Fuck, how frigging long have I been walking? Fuck, why didn't I buy a watch?! Because it felt weird, I think. Whatever! That's no excuse! I bet stupid Sasuke-Teme has a friggin watch! Wait, why did I need a watch again? Oh yeah, because I walked a straight line for who knows how long aiming to go from point A to point B and ended up at Point fucking A again without turning!!!!!! Argh! Haah!

Okay there Naruto, calm down, think about this... what's one way to figure this out? Hmm...

OH! I know, I'll just turn around and run back the way I came! It'll take waay shorter if I run and don't stop for the doors! Good job Naruto. Thank you Naruto. Okay, freaking myself out. Time to figure out this stupid place. Whoever designed it should be shot in the head. Twice.

Turning around, I started to jog, keeping my eyes forward and along the walls to try to see a curve. Any curve, or maybe a part where this tunnel splits off... hmm, I wonder if the other two tunnels all lead here too...maybe I should start counting to help keep track of time... 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9...

I got to seven counts of sixty, keeping track with my fingers, still paying avid attention to the walls when I noticed something odd... where're all the doors? 48, 49, 50, that last little bit wasn't this long... but then again, I'm running now... or wouldn't that mean that it'd take less time to get to a door than it did when I was walking? That's eight, 1, 2, 3, I think so, and it makes sense... hmm... 10, 11, 12...

When I got to 11 minutes, I squinted ahead, hoping to see a door, and was relieved when I saw something ahead. Speeding up, a strange weight in my chest, I kept counting; 21, 22, 23, 24, 25......

....26.............27... Aw fuck, now that isn't right! How the fuck did that happen!?

Ahead, a stupidly familiar sight was coming closer: a fork that split three ways and...

Maybe it's a different fork...?

An arrow pointing into the far left tunnel.

FUCK! It's following meee! Stupid fucking tunnel! Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!!!

I lashed out at the tunnel wall, containing a yelp of pain as the force of the blow chipped and cracked the wall, leaving a small indentation in the already cracked wall.

Owowowowowowowowowwowowowowowowowouch!! Stupid wall, stupid tunnels!

Ouch! Ugh, know what Stupid tunnel? I am going to ignore you! You can be stupid by yourself! I'm going to find my way out, and that's final! I'm going to be the mature one here! So there! Nyah, nyah, nyah!

I stuck out my tongue at the fist-imprint to further prove my point, then turned my attention to the IMPORTANT problem at hand (ooouuuch, it huuurrrtssss): which tunnel do I go down, intimidatingly new Purple Tunnel B, or the safe but dangerous Red Tunnel C…

Hmm... In comfort levels, I'd go down Tunnel C, because it at least feels half-way safe... but wait, is that what The Stupid Tunnel wants? Is it just waiting for me to go for the one I'm more comfortable with so it can mess with my head and have me walk for possible hours and just end up back here again? HAH! I'm on to you, Stupid Tunnel! I know your games now! I'm going down Tunnel B! So THERE!!! Stupid, STUPID TUNNEL!!!! Bwahaha!

Still laughing at the stupidity of The Stupid Tunnel (that's its title now. It really is), I marched into Tunnel B.

And my discomfort levels immediately shot up.

Damn you Stupid Tunnel... but I will not let this beat me! Believe it!

Feeling like my stomach was trying to rearrange itself; I took a deep breath and continued walking.

Looking around, I noticed that the walls were relatively smooth, with only a few cracks here and there, occasionally with a chunk of the wall all bumped out, like the person in charge with smoothing the walls had decided to skip that hand sized bit. Lazy Stupid Tunnel maker...

It wasn't long until the first door of Tunnel B showed up.

I wasn't sure whether that was a good thing or a bad thing, seeing as how this tunnels doors could be more memories, in which case I'd probably start freaking out as soon as it got more recent (what happens after the last door!?), or it could be something totally different… but if it's totally different, then why'd the doors stop short from my last memory?

This door had a certain theme, like a few of the others, but instead of a few cracks or dents or scratches, this door looked like it was a few seconds away from bursting into flames. The door itself looked to be made of metal, the color ranging from a deep cherry red of cooling metal to the bright red that made spots appear in front of your eyes if you stared at it too long. Heat was rolling off of it in waves, causing my eyes to sting and my hair to feel dry.

The door handle didn't look to be as hot as the rest of the door; it was shiny silver and, like most of the other door handles, was completely untarnished. The doorframe looked just as cool as the handle, which was reassuring since it was made of a light wood.

At least I don't have to worry about catching on fire just yet… but if this door shows me something for a long while, would the heat from the door make my sleeve catch on fire? What if I don't notice it until after and by that time my arm'll have to be amputated!?

Before I could think up other things that would make me run away from the door, I darted my hand towards the handle, hoping that it was, in fact, cool, and not deceptively looking cool and I was just about to sear my palms off.

The now familiar sensation of the floor dropping out from beneath me gave me a flash of relief, right before I was thrown into hell –

– Fire. Everything is burning! My skin was sizzling off, each cell feeling like it was individually bursting into flames, eating at my flesh like I would usually go at Ramen. Oh god it hurts! So, so much! I arched my spine when I felt like there was a searing blade of fire cutting slowly through muscle and ligaments. Oh, make it stop!

The fire in my veins seemed to surge suddenly, burning hotter, faster, searing the insides of my lungs. I couldn't scream, I couldn't breath. It was getting hotter and hotter, my heart beat was pounding in my ears, th-thump, Th-Thump, TH-THUMP! There were muted voices, sounding so close, yet so far away, like I was sealed into a thick bubble and people were just outside of it. I stopped screaming to take a deep breath, inhaling burning air. When did I start screaming? I became oddly aware of insignificant things, trying to push the burning, the stinging, from my mind, but only succeeding on mixing the two.

There was a pebble pushing into my back. Stupid rock.

Tears were escaping my eyes, stinging my blistered cheeks before they evaporated.

My nose had an itch, just to the left, but I knew I couldn't scratch it, because it would hurt. Stupid itch.

All the hair on my body was burnt, eyelashes, eyebrows… everything…

It also left a strong smell behind, leaving it to waft into my burnt nostrils. Stupid smell.

Stupid rock. Stupid itch. Stupid smell.

Stupid Naruto, getting into this stupid, stupid situation–

I jerked my hand back, recoiling from the door. I crumpled to the floor, into the layer of water; curling up into the fetal-position as I tried to hide from the flames that I knew weren't there, huddling into the water and searching for relief from scorched skin I knew wasn't burnt.

Shivering, I stayed in that position for a few minutes, trying to move from the then to the now.

I-I forgot when that happened… I didn't remember anything about it… it was just a blank… it WAS just a blank… but now that blank's been filled in… oh, god, how did I survive that? Ugh, no, Naruto, I told myself sternly. You WON'T let this get to you… it's just a memory, and you're all healed up AND that's probably when you got your bloodline… no, it IS when you got your bloodline. People don't just blow up for no reason! So get yourself together and move your butt down the hall, and OPEN the NEXT fucking DOOR!

Pulling myself first into a crouch, and then straightening to a stand, I slowly continued down the tunnel.

I guess these doors ARE memories… maybe Tunnel A's memories are from before my bloodline showed up, and this Tunnel is after it showed up… but what would the third tunnel be…?

The next door came up pretty quickly, the glow from the last door was hardly out of sight. Unlike the previous door, this one was plain with a grey door and a brass handle. Not bothering to be hesitant about it, I grabbed the handle, again feeling the familiar leap from my stomach as the floor dropped out from beneath me. But this time, I knew exactly when this happened, and I didn't get swept away with the memories.

– I'm looking in a mirror. It must've been when I woke up and first saw myself… looking back on this… or looking at this now, I don't see why I made such a big deal about this… I mean, the hair's pretty weird, but it's also pretty cool… I've definitely seen weirder. Really, the only weird thing about it is its colour. Blonde at the roots, darkening to an orangey colour, then a red, and the tips are almost black; they're such a dark colour of red… I wonder whether it would stay that way if I cut my hair… I should probably do that in any case, it's down to the bottom of my neck! And my bangs are gonna get in my face even more… even with the head band, my bangs are gonna get over it, maybe even keeping you from being able to see the leaf symbol! Or maybe I should just put the headband over it… but that would be itchy… wow, how long did I actually stare at myself… and why is this entire memory about me staring at myself? Bah… well, I did have a bit of a freak out when I saw myself… I'm bigger (in all ways), taller, have…interesting… hair and I got a bloodline. But I still wish my eyes were a scarier colour… something, anything, more intimidating than PURPLE. My pupils are cool; all slit like, and they have a bit more red around them, and it's cool that I still have a bit of my normal blue around the edges of my irises, but still… PURPLE? Bah… oh, I think this memory's fading… wow, I was staring at myself for a–

Long time…weird, ugh…. That memory was a bit of a letdown after the last one… not that I'm complaining that the worst that happened in this memory was a bit of narcissism…

Moving down the corridor, I went through the doors as easily as I had in the last part of Tunnel A.

A metal door that had a head-shaped dent, open, training with my new ability. Not surprising that it looked like someone had been banging their head against it… that was an awkward experience over all…

Door, open, situation with the kid, and letting him sleep with me. Ahhhkwaaaard.

A door withy scribbles and notes over it, open, a small talk with Kakashi about the importance of figuring out a use, as well as me making notes. Felt sooo out of character there… well, except for the procrastinating…

A pink door, open, being mauled by Oldest, Youngest, 1, 2, and 3… what were their names again? Whatever… I'm just going to pray that it was a once in several lifetime's kind of encounter.

A door with "DUH" spray painted on it, open, me figuring out the torture use. Cause I figured that out all on my own! Why does the door have that on it though…?

I really do wonder what's at the end of all these doors though… wow, I've been walking for a while no—oh, there's the next one… sure is dark ahead…

Door, open, Sakura burned my clothes, I freaked out at her, team-mates and I started talking, they started asking questions, I traced the mark on my stomach—that was my last memory…

Hmm… what's up next…

I started walking down the hallway, trying to avoid the thought that if I headed along far enough, I would just end up back at the entrance to the tunnels again, noticing that the lights seemed to be getting dimmer.

Aw, I hope the stooges who built this place kept up with their electricity bills…

There was something solid up ahead. It was getting closer and closer as I walked, and at the moment, I couldn't seem to make the connection that it was getting closer because I was walking towards it.

Ohmigod! It's a monster! Or no, maybe it's not a monster, maybe it's my DEATH! But isn't death always described as a LIGHT at the end of the tunnel? But what if whoever started saying that just said it as a rumour? Or if they said that for people who were going to heaven, or wherever good dead people go? What if, when you're a bad person and going to hell/wherever bad people go, you see a black thing at the end of the tunnel? Or maybe the black thing is just blocking the light, and I'm going to be stuck here for ever and ever?! Or maybe, maybe… hey, it's starting to just look like a –

OOF!

–wall…

Feeling around it, all I could feel was the walls, and there wasn't any noticeable change between the walls surrounding me and the wall in front of me. So that takes out the possibility of a secret passage… hmm… this is really rough…

It was true; the wall in front of me was rough and uneven, like someone had been chipping away at it with a stone (maybe someone who got trapped here before me? bad thought… besides, there's no bones/corpse around me to prove that…). Feeling around at the walls around me, I tried to find something, maybe a marker or something, and found something shocking.

On either side of me, there were two branching tunnels, directly to the left and right of me, about a hands length or two from my original path. They felt very familiar, but the one to my left didn't make any sense.

To my left, the tunnel felt blue, and to my right, it felt red. It was Tunnel A and Tunnel C.

Bu-but… that doesn't make any sense!!! There wasn't any TURN when I went down Tunnel A, let alone a corner!!! What the fuck?! This place is screwing with me! Stupid fucking place, stupid fucking tunnels… this place is just fucked up, down and sideways!!!! Okay, okay, insanely fucked up annoyingness of the tunnel aside, what the hell am I going to do now? I'm not going back up Tunnel A, I've already been there, and if I did that it'd probably bring me back to that stupid ass fork… I guess there's really only one option, since I don't want to turn around and head back up this tunnel… there's no exit…

Tunnel C it is then.

And with that in mind, I turned to the tunnel to the right and headed resolutely down it.

Hey, since it's near the end, would that mean that I'm starting from the end of Tunnel C? Oh well, whatever…

Walking down the tunnel, I couldn't help but be a little uncomfortable… like if you went into a really ritzy old place with a lot of expensive antiques around it… there's the awe at the oldness of it, but at the same time, there's the worry that you're going to make a wrong move and break something.

The walls were worn and smooth, very few cracks in the walls, and there was at once a smell like a camp fire and the smell of green things, like pine trees and ferns. It was an odd combination, but coupled with the reassuring feeling of the Voice, it was nice.

The first (or the last… would it still be considered the first if you start at the end?) door came up quickly. It was wrought iron, with heavy bolts and chains strung across it and it's handle was a curving swirl of iron of an ornate pattern. The door was already cracked ajar somewhat, and I wondered what that meant.

Would this be another one of the violent memories…? But I already finished all my memories with the last door… so maybe this is, like, maybe the future or something? Heh, maybe it's me as Hokage (XD)… but that would be silly if I could se the future just by opening the door… but then again it's silly that I could see my past just by opening a door too…hmm…

Aw, screw it, I'll take the chance.

I grabbed the handle, waiting for the floor to drop out from beneath me…

And waited.

And waited.

What the fuck? The door swung inwards, revealing a shorter passage leading to an open space. The space was large, at least twice as tall as my apartment, maybe even taller than the old man's office, and was a little less than twice as wide as it's height. Pipes in varying hues of blue, red and violet ran along the ceiling, some running along the walls in random parts and patterns. All of this was very impressive, I might even have been able to get an awesome echo in here, but what really caught my attention was the gigantic cage that ran the length of the room, the depth of which I couldn't tell because of the shadows.

Moving forward, I stared in awe at the thick bars that ran from floor to ceiling.

…wow…

Peering into the darkness of the cage, I wondered what was in there… and nearly had a heart attack.

~What are you doing here?~

TBC!!!

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