I dont own Naruto

"Talking"

thoughts

strange voice

Chapter 10

If one were to look upon Haruno Sakura at this moment they would see the tears pouring out of her eyes, it was like a free flowing river of sorrow, and they wouldn't help but think that this anguish was for the awful state that mangled man in the bed beside her was in. Yet the truth would only be half of that reason, the river did involve the person to her left but it wasn't for the broken condition that he had found himself in. It was due to the torment her mind was going through because of this man in the bed.

"Oh Naruto, why? Is this voice right? Must I do away with you? Must I kill you?"

The images were still burned into her mind, even though it started 3 days ago. The fight that occurred between The Elemental Seraphim had ended and Pain won by Naruto's forfeit. The battle had seemed way beyond a battle. It seemed as if a war had occurred in that small little area. That was the aura of the intensity that it gave off to its spectators.

"Well Naruto, The Tower of Gaia to the North has been completely destroyed." Pain said without even looking at them when he decided to voice those words.

Where have I heard that before…Oh yeah that is the sister tower to the Tower of Oranus. It's fallen? That's crazy I wonder what happened.

Sakura was thinking while holding on to the bleeding Naruto in her arms. The way he felt in her arms changed, he felt suddenly worse. His body had started convulsing in Sakura's arms, making all his wounds open up larger than they were, with blood staining the fancy light green dress she had been wearing straight to her skin. Though through the pain and the blood Naruto forced a few words out.

"The…Tower…of Gaia has…fallen?"

Pain paid no mind to the awful condition that Naruto had found himself in and only uttered one word.

"Yes"

Naruto started shaking worse. Sakura was started to get terribly worried for Naruto's life. Why was this news effecting in such a bad way?

Sakura turned to look at Naruto with a loving gaze in her eyes, she was going to try to calm him down a little and slow the convulsions. But what she saw adorned on Naruto's face shook her to her very soul. In the place where his beautiful cerulean eyes should have been, which she would admit she was starting to fall in love with, were the red eyes. Those slit red eyes that plagued her dreams, the ones that burned your soul to look upon, as if the entirety of hell itself was looking upon you. There they were inside Naruto's head. And the cut scars on his face distinguishing whiskers were more pronounced and defined, only adding to the effect the eyes gave off.

A small gasp escaped Sakura's lips and in shock she let go of Naruto. When the contact between the two was broken Naruto fell unconscious as though Sakura's life force had been sustaining his own.

Pain had already left in a sudden pillar of water, disappearing into it, once he had seen that Naruto had understood what was said. Leaving Sakura currently alone with Naruto who she was now scared of. She knew very well that from the look of his wounds that he needed immediate help but she was to stuck where she was out of her own cold fear.

Kakashi slowly walked over to were Sakura sat and Naruto laid, out of fear that something might have happened, for the girl Naruto cherished so much had just dropped him and how now become a statue.

Kakashi put his hand onto Sakura's shoulder to let her know he was there, he also expected her to jump at least a mile, but she didn't even move an inch.

"Sakura-san are you alright?"

He got no response from her but a look of utter terror.

He had no idea what could have occurred, so he proceeded to presume she was a hemophiliac and since she was covered in Naruto's blood she had gone into some sort of state of shock.

"Temari?"

"Yes Kakashi?"

"Please escort Sakura-san here to the bathhouse, she needs some cleaning. And while you do that I will take Naruto here to a medic, then I'll take him on home. Alright?"

"Sure Kakashi."

Sakura didn't know what was going on, all that she could see and picture in her mind's eye was Naruto with his satanic eyes and her voice repeating things it had heard from the dark voice, in her head.

Next time you see this eye could very well be the last thing you see.

What happens when that monster that he is starts killing them all?

At some point Sakura was cleaned and changed. It didn't even bother her at all that someone she had no idea of who they were had just seen her naked. Someone then proceeded to ask her if she wanted to see something, she couldn't recall what though. Just those eyes, they haunted her. Her vivid nightmares and that awful voice had brought Sakura to the belief that whoever possessed those eyes was the source of all the problems and strife in her life.

When her vision finally cleared and she regained part of her brain to sanity she found herself in a room, sitting beside a bead. It was a very strange room, as though three different people inhabited it. The three walls that she was able to see all were covered with different things. One wall had on it many goofy looking objects, like strange masks with popping eyes, a variety of bells and annoying instruments all painted funny colors. And most of the objects had been hung upside down. The strangest thing of all on the wall was an orange and green jester outfit, also hanging upside down. That wall must belong to a goof.

The second wall was decorated with elaborate paintings, some of the finest pieces of art Sakura had ever seen. Beautiful landscapes, and in the center was a portrait painting of a gorgeous woman with dazzling red fiery hair, she was breathtaking. The third wall was brimming with weaponry. All shapes and sizes, swords, axes, daggers, staves, scythes, arrows, maces and shields. Like an entire army could supply itself with weapons from that one wall.

Sakura's attention was finally drawn to the bed next to her. In the bed laid the boy of her dreams and her nightmares, the epitome of the current joy in her life and the sorrow. Naruto was in the bed next to her and upon that realization the ever secret voice in her mind started to speak.

Kill him now, while you have the chance!

"I don't think I can."

Do it. You saw his eyes, he is a monster.

"I'm not sure."

Fine, take your time to think, but wait too long and you will lose your shot.

The voice left her, and exhaustion hit Sakura like a ton of bricks upon its exit. So Sakura conceded to her exhaustion and fell asleep in the chair in which she sat.

The image before her eyes was indeed a hazy one, a baron wasteland of white mist. It was hard to see but the ground below the mist was a strange grey tone devoid of life. The air was stagnant and breathing seemed far too hard for itself. Something seemed to cloud the mind making it hard to focus and concentrate. It couldn't be the mist for it was extremely white and gentle, signifying purity about it. What then, what made this place a stagnant pit of lifelessness and death? That was the answer though, death. Strewn about the grey dirt road were bodies, or what could be the remains of bodies. The rank of decaying flesh and rotting souls filled the air and made it impossible for life to manifest itself within the confines of the mist.

Sakura stood in horror at the sight about her. All the death was inconceivable. The dead were on a scale of a massacre level. Only a demon could be responsible for the extermination of all these helpless people.

"I can't stand to see the demons do such a thing. There must be a way to stop them and avenge these people."

Who says a demon did this? And they can be avenged and also saved.

The voice came and went again, with the same mystery about it as always.

"I am fairly sure I hate you!"

Sakura made her statement expecting a rebuttal but none came.

I guess the only thing to do is press forward.

Sakura started the walk through the wasteland of death. Every step she took she risked stepping on some poor maggot infested corps. She tried her hardest to avoid stepping on the bodies, while still not looking at them, causing her to trip up many times. Something caught her eye in the mist, and it was different from a body, a strange glint of light came from it. Sakura made her way towards it and found it to be a dagger sticking out of the mist. The weapon looked familiar yet foreign, like something once seen in a dream. It had a blade black as obsidian and a handle lased with silver thread. On the blade itself was a word written in gold, in a language she had seen before but couldn't read.

I guess it must be elfish.

Sakura reached for the blade and tried to pick it up. But it was heavier than what it had appeared to be, seemed like the tip was stuck inside a rock. She tried harder to pull it up and was able to achieve said goal when with the heavy weight. The thing that had provided said extra weight was terrifying to Sakura even with where she had somehow found herself it should have been expected. The dagger found itself logged in a dismembered head. The dagger was stuck deep inside the head. And it appeared unnecessarily cruel to cut the head off after driving a dagger into the brain.

The head slowly slid from the dagger and dislodged itself. The matted blood covered brown hair started to stand up in its five second free fall. The wound the dagger had made was gruesome, yet precise. It had been made in the center of the forehead in between the hair line and the bridge of the nose. It was such a clear cut that it seemed no blood had escaped the wound. Yet his head was still covered in it.

One of the eyes was out of the socket flicking about during the fall barely staying attached thanks to the veins and tendons connecting the eye to the skull. The pupil of the eye though flailing about seemed to watch Sakura the whole fall screaming at her for letting him die.

The head hit the ground and practically exploded. Pieces of the skull, hair and brain went everywhere. One piece of the skull made its way back up and hit Sakura on the cheek then fell back down. A few minutes passed with Sakura standing in a stunned silence in the deathgarden. Her face slowly turned to look at the new dagger she just received. The tip of it still had pieces of brain clinging to it, the pieces screaming at her in painful wails as if she had been the one to drive the dagger and ending its life. The feeling made her discard the dagger off somewhere into the mist. Although it was a beautiful and mysteries black dagger she couldn't bring herself to keep it when she felt she killed the person with it.

When the dagger was discarded like a switch being flipped finally some wind came, Sakura hoping it would provide relief. But this wind wasn't a cool refreshing fall breeze, or a warm pleasant summer breeze. No it was a dead wind. By its very touch you could tell wind was blowing but there was no soothing quality to it or relief. The wind made you feel far more aware of the tragedy around to the effect you needed to just collapse dead yourself. The wind also brought with it all the smells and stench filled aromas of death and decay of the rotting decay that had just been lingering, straight up your nose and into the brain of the unfortunate person standing there, intoxicating them on the carnage.

Another tragedy this deathwind brought to Sakura was the dispersion of the purity filled mist, the only thing leaving Sakura's imagination to come up with the images of the carnage and not gazing upon the ground herself. And the mist did go and the site Sakura took in was indescribable. The bodies covered the ground in all directions even up the small hill to her right. The hill itself brought a small ray of hope to Sakura, she saw a man standing on it.

Oh thank Kami he can get me out of here.

Sakura ran frantically for the hill wanting to close her eyes and run, but the thought of tripping worse then she had been and falling into some poor body was keeping her from that option. The run was hard on her, all the sights and smells weighed on her mind. Sakura almost couldn't take it. She did arrive at the hill though, but no relief or glimmer of hope came from the ground of the hill.

"No…"

At the summit of the hill, the man became visible. He had his back facing Sakura not even acknowledging her presence, even with the word she uttered. He wore a tight black coat, or a more red than black coat one now for it was painted in crimson blood. In his right hand he held an axe larger than himself. Its color or design was indiscernible because so many layers of dried and fresh blood were upon it, Sakura almost thought it was actually a small axe and its size came from all the bloody layers. The man held nothing in his left hand for he didn't have one, in fact he was missing his whole left arm to the shoulder, though that handicap didn't stop him from slaughtering everyone.

"Did you do all this?" Sakura asked in a shaky voice very well knowing the answer.

The man didn't respond or move, apart from picking up the axe and laying it on his shoulder.

Sakura's eyes followed the axe and when it sat upon his shoulder blade she got a look at his hair. It was spiky and wild in the shade of a yellow golden color. Only one person she had ever met had hair such as that and usually it brought a warm glow along with his cerulean eyes.

You know it's that monster.

"Naruto?"

"Che…Sakura-chan"

Sakura didn't even get the time to gasp at the truth. The man spun on his heals lobbing the axe towards her head as quick as the wind. She would surely die.

Sakura arose from a terrible night's dream to once again find herself alone with this boy, and the now almost ever present voice.

You saw it so, DO IT!

"I can't bring myself to do it."

Why?

"Well he is an Elemental Seraphim and not to mention on the council, he is needed for the fight with the demons, and the council could kill me for murdering a member."

That reason holds no water. A seraphim is always born again, and the council will understand if you explain. So you must give me a better reason.

"Well I…"

Yes?

"might…"

Out with it!

"…love him"

I see, but you would be willing to let all those innocent people die?

"No…"

Then kill him!

Can I bring myself to do such an act?

Just take the dagger from the wall and drive it into his heart.

"Why must I be the one to kill him?"

For you are the only one close enough to him, emotional and physically to get passed his defenses and drive the dagger in to its destined resting place.

Sakura wanted to talk to Naruto about this, she needed to. Yet he seemed like he wouldn't be waking up for days. But if only she could hear his calming life affirming voice she wouldn't be so scared and confused. Even if they talked and she decided that the blow had to be dealt it wouldn't be so bad because he could have had a defending argument in the matter. She wanted to hold his hand, get some human contact to herself, and feel that ever present warmth that radiates off him, but Sakura feared that by touching his hand his eyes would shoot open and he would slay her where she sat. She knew it was terrible to think that but she did. So instead of holding his hand she cried into her own. Battling were the two sides of her mind, one side defending Naruto and his purity while the other side agreeing with the voice that Naruto had to die, and telling her the things she had already come to know. Unfortunately for Naruto it seemed the loving side was losing.

Sakura had awoken from a terrible dream, again she had seen her mother's death, and over and over it played in her mind. The stuff that she witnessed happen in the first kingdom's town serving to just make her dreams worse for it made the image of demons killing people around her burning mother. That ever present eye watching her. The thing just hung itself in the sky like the moon, ever present orbiting her, watching her pain and thriving on it.

Sakura curled her knees close to her and started to cry into them. Why did she dreaming of these things and why does that eye delight in torturing her, and why wouldn't it go. It had been there since the dream she had of the flower field. She didn't know or care about the answers right now, all she did know was that she was going to cry.

Sakura started to curse herself for being so emotional, yet when people you love are killed before you, one who doesn't cry has no heart and therefore inhuman.

After crying for a few short minute Sakura was wishing for something to sooth her pain, to care for her, she wished that something in the world would do that. And her wish was granted. Two strong arms wrapped around her. They were warm and comforting arms, arms that said you were safe and that they cared for you with all their heart. The person whom the arms belong to didn't even bother asking what she cried for, they just knew that Sakura needed a pillar of strength right now to lean onto and let her weight be supported.

Sakura didn't need to think of who the person could be. Ever since she left her burnt town on the crazy journey only one had been with her, and had been the foundation on which she was able to stand.

"Naruto do you not care why I cry?" Sakura said through her tears, not really needing an answer.

The voice she heard was soft and gentle.

"Why does it matter why you are crying? Just the fact you are crying and that is something that breaks my heart to see at any time. So I will do whatever I can to bring an end to that sadness.

"Thank you"

Sakura stopped crying shortly after Naruto said his words, and she decided to not move and enjoy the simple embrace.

What is this feeling in my chest when Naruto holds me?

"I want Naruto to hold me like that again, like he did after that dream, or when he held me on my bed. If I was to just be in his arms my brain would function properly."

Sakura told herself after having a nice memory, on her loving half of her brain provided to helpfully support their cause.

You want to be held by such a destructive force.

"When he holds me I feel loved."

Don't let love cloud your judgment.

"But how can someone that sweet be a monster?"

You will let one memory of him sway your whole choice, weighed against all those awful dreams and visions?

"…Maybe"

What about what you said yourself? And I quote when people you love are killed before you, one who doesn't cry has no heart and therefore inhuman.

"What of it?"

Naruto never cried once for his so called friends deaths when the Ichibi killed them.

"Yes well…"

Your own logic shows him to be a monster, a demon spawn, and still you fight against it?

"I…I…"

You need to kill him!

"I think…"

Sakura gripped her head in pain. A fearsome and terrible feeling wrapped around her mind with enough force to be melting her brain cells. A vision over took her eyes and her senses a vision she had wished she would never see.

The house the family lived in wasn't big and flashy, yet at the same time it wasn't humble either. It was of fair size and decadence. It was nicely furnished with all the latest market items. The elf market was always a handy one incorporating all the nice things they made. The house fit someone of the standing in which they found themselves in this kingdom.

"Mommy mommy!" A small child yelled as she ran into the main gathering area of the house.

"Mommy, Tomoyo-oneechan is hitting making fun of me again." The little 5 year old girl said with tears in her eyes.

The mother gave her daughter one of those mother smiles that lets you know its alright and you are a silly person all rolled into one.

"And what did she make fun of you for this time?"

"My hair"

"Your hair is beautiful." The mom said with a smile, and she wasn't lying the girls hair was a bright strawberry blonde. The girl herself was cute with big sapphire eyes that she could make anyone do what she wanted with if she learned how to use them correctly. She would eventually look radiant beyond compare.

Another girl about 3 years older came running into the room also.

"Mom whatever Tsuta-neechan says is a lie!"

"Oh? So you weren't making fun of her hair?"

"That's why she got so worked up about? I thought it was the other thing."

The mom's smile got almost sinister at that comment.

"And what is the other thing?"

Tomoyo realizing she had said to much clammed up at that.

"Thought so."

The mom looking over her eldest daughter taking her all in. She was up to the age of 8 and she looked almost exactly like her mother, but she had her father's personality up and down.

"You two really need to learn to get along better."

The two girl's eyes go downcast. And said in unison.

"Yes ma'am."

"I mean what would your father say if he came home and saw you two fighting?"

The eldest child, Tomoyo, was the first with the snappy come back.

"Good job, keep it up?"

The mom just chuckled a little, such an appropriate answer.

"And then when I give him a stern look?"

Tsuta was the one to take this one.

"That we should be ashamed and we should behave better."

"Whipped." Tomoyo said under her breath.

"That's right he is." The mom said with a smile.

The front door was heard opening, and the usual footsteps of the man of the house was heard entering the house.

"Hi dear."

No response came from the other room.

"Honey?"

Still nothing.

"Naruto-baka?"

A man stepped into the door frame; it was clearly Naruto by the hair, whisker marks, and his strange cloak. But the eyes weren't of the Naruto known to the family; he had the eyes of a monster again.

The girls seemed to not notice, and rushed to their father to greet him coming home from once again a boring council meeting on how to deal with the Demons.

The girls hugged onto their fathers legs saying things like welcome home, and took you long enough. But he didn't respond to any of it. Nor did he greet them in the normal way by distributing hugs, giving head rubs, or making fun of them for being silly little girls. He only stood there indifferently while staring at his wife.

The girls backed away a few feet from their dad seeing that something was wrong.

"Daddy, what's the matter?" Tsuta asked.

"Nothing." He responded, but his voice was low and feral.

With a move of his hand Naruto had his daughter by the throat against the wall.

The other two women in the room both started yelling.

"Naruto! Tsuta!"

"Papa! Tsuta-neechan!"

Naruto inched towards his daughters face, and slowly slicked her cheek. With his other hand he reached into the back of his cloak and drew out a knife. He then drug the knife deep into the neck of his daughter pinning her to the wall by the throat.

The small girl struggled and gargled on the wall from which she hung. The elder child was next by the look in Naruto's eye.

"Next."

The mother got up to defend her daughter but Naruto hit her out of the way, and she crash into the wall.

"Not yet Sakura-chan. Tomoyo is up."

The girl slowly back away.

"Papa…Dad…Daddy…what? Why?" She said fear clearing controlling her voice.

"Don't run sweet heart, you will want to stay here for the show."

Before Tomoyo could blink Naruto was behind her picking her up by her shirt strangling her a little as he started walking over to a wooden chair.

He threw her into in, and brought out lengths of barbed wire, and tied the wire as tight as he could around her, forcing her into the chair.

The girl screamed and started crying in pain.

"Now it's your turn my dear"

Naruto slowly walked over to Sakura and picked her up from the wall she had crashed against and proceeded to throw her into the middle of the room.

Naruto drew his sword and slowly cut away all of Sakura's layers. Sakura started to cry herself, not for the place she found herself but for what her beloved was doing and where her children were.

When all her clothes were gone, Naruto raised his sword and plummeted it straight into Sakura's back pinning her to the floor.

"Now Tomoyo I want you to watch as I vigorously rape your mother."

Sakura couldn't bear this pain, her youngest daughter dyeing in pain, her eldest about to be tortured, and herself with a sword through her back about to be raped. Then her vision went fuzzy and a great pain swept her mind.

The vision had been intense, so much so that it had seemed to burn her retinas making her eyes useless for a time. The pain had made her fall from the chair she had been sitting in and now her whole body ached and creamed. Soon Sakura gave into the tiredness and slept, hopefully peacefully.
The court in which the gathering was taking place was almost gorgeous and almost horrifying. Just something about it seemed as if it was an amazing piece of art glorifying malfeasance. It was none the less grand. Sakura tried to walk around and mingle with the strange people she saw all over the place, but she couldn't seem to touch anything.

"Am I dead? Am I a ghost of this court?"

No you are just a spectator, watch closely.

"K…"

Sakura watched with heated interest at the on goings before her. The court was made up of strange people; all things about them were off. The way the stood, what they were wearing, and just the aura's given off by these people. But Sakura decided to pay them no mind, the true draw of the spectacle was the two people at the throne area.

Two important looking dignitaries are standing near the throne; one looked to be a king clad in oranges, yellows and reds. Whereas the other was wearing black plate armor and seemed to be some very important warriors. They must have been the heads of everything for when they started to talk all attention was drawn towards them.

"I hereby declare that my knight from this moment on is free to do whatever he desires for his many years in my employment. As agreed he gets all three conditions he requested."

The knight stood from his kneeling position and removed his helmet. Sakura was surprised to once again see Naruto.

"He has killed thousands on my whims, and he brought about the fall of The Council, and actually stopped the reincarnation cycle of the seraphim. So by my royal decree Naruto can kill anyone he want, take anything he wants, including people, and do in a nutshell anything he wants."

A wicked grin came across Naruto's face.

"All hail Kyubbi-sama!" Screamed Naruto to the court.

The king transformed himself into a giant 9 tailed fox, destroying the court room in the process, watching the debris fall on all his court, letting out his maniacal laughter as he did it.

Sakura stirred awake, the memories and visions imprinted in her head were terrible.

"Why show me all those horrible things?"

To help make your decision

Slowly she made her way back into the chair she had fallen out of. She slowly sat in it and started to weep into her hands for all the horrible things she had been shown. It had been 3 days since the battle between the seraphim and Naruto was still in a mangled condition with the lady Sakura at his side crying.

You have made your choice?

"…yes…" Sakura mumbled through her tears.

And?

"I'll do it." She said drawing her hands away from her face no longer crying, fairly sure no more tears would ever fall from her face again. The once vibrant color of emerald that gleamed in her eyes, was no glossy and dull as if the Sakura that used to inhabit that body was gone.

Slowly Sakura stood from the chair and walked to the wall of Naruto's that had all the weapons, she reached for a dagger hanging on the wall thinking it looked sharp enough. She turned to make her way back to the bed. The walk back towards the bed seemed like a journey through the dessert. It was long and tiring. By the time she got to the bed Sakura was sweating profusely.

The walk was a long eternity, but it seemed like an instant in time from standing on the ground to Sakura kneeling over Naruto's sleeping frame. Her knees were on both sides of his hips. She slowly drew back the covers from over Naruto's body, revealing his bare chest, as it was all scared and bruised.

Sakura felt over Naruto's chest looking for a heartbeat, she had stopped thinking so it took a moment to find the steady beating. When it was found she raised the dagger high into the air above the spot. She had been sure that no more tears could ever escape her eyes ever, but one more tear slowly made its way from her eye, when he said her final words to Naruto.

"Goodbye Naruto-kun."

The dagger came down, and in the instant before it hit some force wiped away her tear and then a loving voice replied.

"Goodbye Sakura-chan."

Well there i updated, i know this chapter is a bit heavier than usual, but i liked it, its back to the usual length

Hope you enjoyed it and are now furiusly waiting for the next update

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