Wahoo! This is Black Phoenix KaT with my second
Naruto ficcie! I know I'm working on Call
Me Insanity, but I just thought about this after reading Battle Royale
and decided to let you all read my kind-of-strange-yet-weird-obsession of blood
and killing and all that insane crap.
Forgive me, DJ-sama, for mixing up the thing you love with the thing you
hate. (He loves BR, hates Naruto…don't
ask why…) And I hope you're happy,
Usara…you get yer Itachi evilness…hey…that's a good thing. Well, if you know what Battle Royale is,
there's no need for me to explain and spoil.
I'm only gonna say this once.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or Battle Royale. Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto and Battle Royale belongs to
Koushun Takami (and if you include the manga, it also belongs to Masayuki
Taguchi.) I only own COPIES of said
titles. I wish I owned Itachi-kun
though…and Kawada and Mimura…*is stabbed with a kunai, then shot by Kawada's
gun…and bonked by Mimura's laptop* G-Good…*dies an unbearable death*
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CHAPTER 1
The Cruise Ship To Hell
The heavy atmosphere was thick with
the undying scent of cigarette fumes.
Only the dim light of a single light bulb brightened the packed
room. "So…majority wins. Commence operation in one week. Inform all instructing shinobi immediately."
There was nothing out of the
ordinary in Konoha. The sun was
shining, the ramen was steaming, and the three young members of Team Seven were
waiting for their usually belated instructor.
Naruto, being the most impatient of the three, continued to lose his
temper at his sensei's tardiness.
"Argh! Stupid sensei! I bet he's
at home reading his stupid book!" whined Naruto. Both Sakura and Sasuke were used to Naruto's childish habits, but
at times like these, it was annoying.
"Shut up Naruto! I'm trying to think here!" cried Sakura,
delivering yet another shocking blow that connected with Naruto's nearly empty
noggin. After the usual "Itai…" and
motherly lecturing, Sakura turned to face Sasuke, who sat under the cool shade
of the tree in silence, lost in deep thought.
"Sasuke-kun…you've heard…right?" she said, her voice softening.
"Aa. I wonder what 'The Program' is all about. Any ideas?"
Sasuke said in his usual monotonous tone, slowly turning to face
Sakura.
"Maybe it's a new reality show on
television," she replied.
"Could be."
"What show on TV?! Itai, itai…" popped Naruto, unaware of their
conversation. He shivered as he saw the
dark glares he received from his fellow teammates. "W-What's 'The Program'?"
Poof! Kakashi appeared before the three, his copy of Icha Icha
Paradise in hand. "Sorry I'm
late. I just got back from an urgent
teachers' meeting with Tsunade about-"
"Liar!" cried Naruto and
Sakura in unison, totally interrupting Kakashi. Again.
"Sorry kiddos, not this time. All instructors-"
"Then why do you have your nasty
hentai book in your hand?" interrupted Naruto.
"I felt like reading on my way
here. Now, for the last time, all
instructors were to report to Hokage-sama's office this morning to
announce…that all students, excluding academy trainees, are to go on an island
cruise tomorrow morning. They say it's
for a new reality show, known for now as 'The Program'."
Sakura and Naruto felt as if
heaven's clouds have lifted them up to the holiest of holies. Their eyes sparkled at the thought of being
national television hits. Sasuke merely
smiled. Kakashi felt the positive
energy emit from his students, slightly easing the pain that burdened his heart
so heavily. "Kakashi-sensei, what about
you? Aren't you coming with us?" asked
Sakura, becoming slightly worried after the silver haired jounin had suddenly
gone silent for five minutes.
"Ah, I can't go. Students only." Without warning, Kakashi
pulled all three of his students into a tight embrace, doing his best not to
cry. "You might never come back
again. Don't forget me. And remember that I love you guys."
All three genin were deeply
confused by their instructor's sudden show of emotion. They obviously didn't understand what he
meant, or what was going on. What did
he mean that he'd never see them again?
They would see him on breaks, right?
Still, they pondered the matter, hoping that they'd soon sink in his
words.
Nonetheless, it was time to let
go. Kakashi released hi students from
his loving grip and speedily made a grab at his naughty book. He quickly turned around as he opened his
book, slowly walking away. "You get a
break today. Get your stuff packed for
tomorrow. No weapons." He heard Sakura and Naruto cheer behind him
and watched as the three left their training area. "If only they knew."
The next morning was sheer bliss
for the young genin. Everywhere, all
teams from Konoha, including a select few from other outside villages,
chattered amongst themselves. Screams
of delight rang through the air, one of those voices belonging to a certain
pink haired shinobi.
All excited for the trip, Sakura
hugged Sasuke every five minutes and squealed.
"Sasuke-kun! This is so
exciting!"
"Aa. Exciting. Whoo," he
replied unenthusiastically. He allowed
Sakura to drag him to the entry line, where the two checked in and boarded the
cruise liner.
The two found Naruto chatting with
Hinata, who kept blushing like mad every time he spoke a word to her. "Yeah!
I'll be rich enough to buy every flavor of ramen there is!" Naruto
exclaimed, punching the air.
Great, Naruto-kun! Lots
of ramen!" blushed Hinata, twiddling her fingers.
Almost every ninja they've
encountered were there: Ino, Gaara, Neji; everyone was present. Both Sakura and Sasuke were amazed at all
who was aboard the ship. Inner senses
were flashing. Sakura turned to her
left to find Gaara gazing at her.
Chills ran down her spine as she felt his cold, lingering eyes fixated
on hers. Sasuke noticed this and
wrapped a protective arm around Sakura's shoulders, glaring at the Sand-nin for
a moment, then continued his search for their rooms. "Sakura, settle down, you'll be fine," he whispered past the pink
locks that shielded her ears. Sakura
merely nodded, blushing as she felt Sasuke's fingers quickly interlace with
hers. Around this time, Inner Sakura
exploded with joy and every kind of happy feeling that existed in the entire
universe. (Yes! Sasuke is protecting me! And we're holding hands! Hell yeah!
Love conquers all!)
Ino was across the dining hall,
deep in conversation with Shikamaru, who seemed to be paying more attention to
the half-eaten chocolate covered strawberry on his plate than to his blonde
teammate. He didn't mind her constant
yakking and ranting, but just the mention of "Sasuke-kun" often annoyed
him.
"Sasuke-kun doesn't like Forehead Girl! It's so obvious! I
mean; it's just that every time they see each other, he completely ignores
her! Come on, it's obvious that we're
meant for each other! We're destined to
be together and-" her mouth ran a mile a minute. To Shikamaru, everything she had said for the past ten minutes
came out as "blah-blah" to his ears. He
simply nodded, pretending to understand what nonsense poured out of her
mouth. Luckily for him, she had shut
up.
"Sakura and Sasuke-kun?! Together?! Grr! This can't be
happening! This can't be allowed!" Ino was halfway up out of her seat when
Shikamaru grabbed her wrist and forced her back down into her chair. "Shika!
Let me go, baka!"
"Leave them alone. We'll see them later. And…I'm no baka. I'm much more intelligent than you, duh."
"Argh! Sometimes…sometime I hate you, Shika!"
"Gee, and I love you too, Ino,"
Shikamaru remarked sarcastically.
"What did you say?!"
"Nothing."
Mary had a little lamb. Its fleece was white as snow. Everywhere that Mary went the lamb was sure
to go. The same applied to Team Seven. Everywhere they went; they went
together. In this case, they shared the
same room. The three resided in Room
Thirty Three, where Naruto happily slurped up cup ramen while watching "Battle
Royale" on the television. Sasuke sat
on the center bed (Sakura's) and his attention was focused entirely on the
movie. Sakura emerged from the
bathroom, donning a pair of fluffy pink pajama pants adorned with images of
rubber ducks and bunnies, accompanied by a matching spaghetti-strap top and a
moist towel hung around her neck. Her
hair was slightly fuzzy from towel and hair blower drying, but neither of the
boys seemed to mind.
Sakura walked over to her bed and
sat next to Sasuke, momentarily eyeing the Sharingan shinobi in his thin gray
tank top and blue SD Gundam boxers.
After a few moments of staring, she shifted her eyes toward the movie,
instantly hooked onto the unfolding scene.
"Ne, Sasuke-kun. What are you
watching?" she asked, shifting a little closer to Sasuke after seeing blood
spray everywhere from a girl who just got shot.
Sasuke noticed Sakura's movements
(seeing that the mattress shifted under his bottom after Sakura's shuffling)
and allowed her to lean on his shoulder, also setting his own head on
hers. "We're watching Battle
Royale. Hold up, Chigusa just got
shot."
"Huh?" Sakura focused her attention
on the screen, where she saw "Chigusa" fall to the ground, her bright yellow
gym suit stained crimson. Out of
nowhere, a young man ran full tilt toward Chigusa, trying his hardest not to
cry as he saw her, bloodied and dying.
Sakura couldn't help but cry, using
Sasuke's tank top as a handkerchief.
Sasuke didn't mind, since he used Sakura's towel to dry his coming
tears. Naruto, on the other hand,
bawled like a baby on the bed, dropping his empty cup and chopsticks onto the
floor.
Chigusa sputtered, seeing the
darkness overshadow her. God, can I
tell him one more thing? She turned
to face Hiroki one more time, choking on her final words. "Hiroki, you've become quite the stud." He
cradled her battered body, close to tears.
"And you're the most coolest girl
in the world," he replied, his nose just barely touching hers. His eyes were beginning to tear, and he
attempted to wipe the tears away.
She smiled, knowing full well that
it was the last smile she'll ever give to Hiroki.
"A…arigatou…" The shades of her
sight had been drawn down permanently.
The cloaked shadow had taken the light away from Hiroki, his light,
Chigusa.
"Chigusa…" Hiroki touched her cheek
and lifted her face up, watching her head fall back down as he let go. "Chigusa…" He grasped her hand and buried
his face in her hair, shedding the tears that were dammed up in his ocean of
grief.
Just watching the touching death
scene jerked tears from Sasuke. Sakura
was sniffling, her cries muffled by Sasuke's now wet tank top. "Why did Chigusa have to die? Why?
She loved Hiroki!"
"Hey now, it's just a movie,
Sakura," said Sasuke, patting Sakura's head and stroking her hair. Naruto blew his nose on his blanket.
"But her death was so sad! Why did she have to die? Why did Hiroki say such lame-ass final words
to her?" Sakura cried. From across the
hall, they heard Ino wail the same thing.
"Why did she die, Shikamaru?!"
Ino caught Shikamaru in a tight embrace, drenching his black tank top with her
salty tears.
"I don't know, now let go," declared
Shikamaru, trying desperately to get Ino to release her grip on his torso.
Sakura managed to settle down to
sniffles, Naruto began using Kleenex to blow his nose on, and Sasuke changed
into a black pajama shirt, buttoned up halfway. Sasuke turned off the lights and climbed into bed, Naruto
following suit. Sakura dug through her
backpack and took out a CD, which she popped into the CD player she hooked up
on the side table between her bed and Sasuke's. "Um, I listen to music while I sleep. I hope you don't mind," she whispered as she turned on the CD
player with a flip of the switch.
"I do too, so it's okay." Sasuke
turned to his side, fully facing Sakura.
"What's on it?"
"Stuff that puts me to sleep. Love songs, some J-Pop, bit of techno,
trance, etcetera."
"I listen to alternative, J-rock,
and all that punk and goth crap."
"Oh…" Sakura sighed, reaching to
turn the CD player off. Instantly, she
felt Sasuke's hand on her wrist. "Huh?"
"It's okay. Listen to whatever you want." Sakura saw
Sasuke's eyes gleam under the moon's dim beams that seeped into the room from
the partly curtained window. They were
full of understanding, he wasn't mocking her, nor angry. "I'll get used to it."
"All right then, Sasuke-kun." She
skipped the CD all the way to track number eight, where she left it on repeat
and curled up under the covers.
"Oyasumi, Sasuke-kun."
"Night." He listened to the song
Sakura had selected. It was a love
song, but this song was saying something…something that sounded quite familiar
to him. He noticed Sakura's muffled
sniffles under the covers. Then it hit
him. This song is about her and her
feelings about me.
Kimi no kotoba wa
Yume no yasashisa kana?
USO wo zenbu
Oikakushiteru
ZURUI yo ne
(All your words
Seem gentle in my dreams
But they're lies
And I turn away
You cheater)
"Kaettekuru kara"
Oikoshiteyuku kimi no koe
Iji hatte
Tsuyoi FURI
Toki wo modoshite
Sakebeba yokatta?
Ikanai de to namida
koboshitara
Ima wa dekiru
Donna koto mo
("I'll come back"
Your voice passes me
Memories grow
But I'm tough
Time that's returned
That got away
I should have yelled don't go, with tears
in my eyes
And now
I can't do a thing)
Ienakatta
1000 no kotoba wo
Haruka na
Kimi no senaka ni okuru yo
Tsubasa ni kaete
(I cannot say
The 1000 words
Faraway
To your back
My words can't fly to you)
Ienakatta
1000 no kotoba wa
Kizutsuita
Kimi no senaka ni yorisoi
dakishimeru
(I cannot say
The 1000 words
You're wounded
And I can't reach you
I want to hold you)
Yume no tsuduki wa
Kimi wo omoinagara
Ano hi no koto
Wasureta furishite
ZURUI yo ne
(The dream goes on
My feelings are for you
That faraway day
That I want to forget
You cheater)
"Tegami wo kaku kara"
Shisen sorashita kimo no koe
Iji hatte
Tsuyoi FURI
Toki wo modoshite
Okoreba yokatta?
Matenai yo to kata wo
otoshitara?
Ima wa dekiru
Donna koto mo
("I'll write to you"
Your voice goes away
Memories grow
But I'm tough
Time that's returned
That once left
Was I to say I couldn't wait that long?
And now
I can't do a thing)
Kikoeteru?
1000 no kotoba wo
Mienai
Kimi no senaka ni okuru yo
Tsubasa ni kaete
(Can you hear it?
My 1000 words
Reaching to
Your faded away back
On wings)
Kikoeteru?
1000 no kotoba Tsukareta
Kimi no senaka no okuru yo
Tsubasa ni kaete
(Can you hear it?
My 1000 words
Your tired back
They reach towards you
I want to hold you)
Ienakatta
1000 no kotoba wo
Lalalala…
Kimi no senaka ni okuru yo
Tsubasa ni kaete
(I could say
The 1000 words
Lalalala…
They can't seem
to reach you)
Kikoeteru?
1000 no kotoba wa
Lalalala…
Kimi no senaka ni yorisoi
Lalalalala…
(Can you hear it?
My 1000 words
Lalalala…
I want to cuddle up to you
Lalalalala…)
"So…I lie to her and leave…yet she
still loves me…weird song…" Sasuke sensed Sakura's silent weeping being
replaced by interval breathing.
Allowing some time to pass, he waited until Sakura was asleep before he
climbed out of his bed and took his place by her side in her bed. He wrapped his arms around her from behind,
burying his face in her hair. "God,
this song's depressing. It makes me
feel guilty."
Dreams die, dissolving in the mist
of secrecy, only to become the nightmares that haunt our sanity. In each room, camouflaged slot high in the
corners near the ceiling shot out small nozzles. These nozzles released a deep sleeping gas that numbed the body
for at least three hours. Five minutes
into the "intoxication," shinobi well hidden in the darkness ventured to every
room, armed with sets of metal bands.
"Where are we?" asked Ten-Ten. All of the students had woken up, not
knowing anything of the location they currently stranded in. Light in the room emitted from dim ceiling
lights and the moon's haunting beams that snuck into the room through foggy
windows. The only things they recognized
were a few broken desks, the chalkboard, and the large teacher's desk before
them. "A…classroom?"
"What the hell? Sure, dog collars are okay for me, but this
is ridiculous!" exclaimed Kiba, whimpering almost as much as his faithful pet,
Akamaru. He pointed out the metal
collars on their necks, leaving everyone to wonder how and when they got there.
The creaking slide of a door ceased
the chatter. Like frightened mice, the
young shinobi turned to the source. The
door slowly slid open, making each second seem like hours. All waited in baited breath as the figure
slowly stepped into the room.
His waist length, dark auburn locks
shielded his face as he made his way toward the teacher's desk, followed by a
few Anbu elites. He sat on top of the
desk, crossing his legs and smiling.
"Hey."
Sakura recognized him immediately
and grabbed Sasuke's hand, which in turn, squeezed Sakura's hand tightly as he
fiercely pulled her close. His
Sharingan eyes began to flicker, his normal black and then his inherited red
wheels.
"I see you two recognized me,
Sakura and Sasuke."
"Orochimaru…" Sasuke hissed.
"Yeah…I'm glad that you two would
be joining us today." He got up off the desk and trudged to the chalkboard,
picking up a piece of chalk and writing "Battle Royale" on the black platform
with the pale, dusty stick.
"Before we begin class, I'd like to
introduce you to a few…'transfer students'.
You three please stand." Three shadows from the back corners of the room
stood up, not caring when Orochimaru aimed his flashlight directly at their
faces. "Kabuto, Kisame, and…someone
hold the Uchiha boy. And this is…"
Orochimaru paused for dramatic effect.
"Uchiha Itachi."
It took Sakura, seven Narutos,
Kiba, Shikamaru, and even Lee to hold Sasuke back from assaulting his
brother. "Sasuke, settle down!" cried
all of the Naruto copies.
Orochimaru laughed, hurling the
piece of chalk at Sasuke's forehead.
"Brotherly love…or hate…what the hell.
Sit down, little bastards!" All obeyed, hurriedly finding a seat
at either a desk or floor. Orochimaru
smirked. "Do you know why you're on
this island? Well, it all started last
week. The board held a council meeting
to decide how to test your ninjitsu skills.
A vote was held, and a majority of them voted on this project."
Hinata raised her hand. "I have a question."
Orochimaru nodded. "Aa?"
"What project are you talking
about?"
"It's called the 'Battle Royale
Act'. It actually has a longer name
than that, but I don't know what it's called.
You recognize the name, right?
Yes, good movie. It's in video
games, only this is one game you can't restart."
Lee raised his hand and stood up
from his desk. "I'd like to ask one!"
"Shoot."
"What do you mean we can't
restart? I mean…this isn't a fight to
the death…is it?" Orochimaru remained
silent for a few minutes, leaving Lee hanging.
He then looked up, smiling.
"Actually, yes."
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Yay! DONE! The actual first
chapter was longer…but I decided that eleven pages is a bit too much…so I cut
off two pages and pasted it for chapter two.
Nine pages should be enough for you!
GYAHAHAHA!!
Well, please don't get mad at who
dies! I didn't decide these
myself! I knew it might have come to
this, so I wrote names and weapons on slips of paper, shoved them in a hat, and
drew out the order of deaths and who got what weapons. So don't blame me! Blame the luck of the draw!
I used a lot of weapons from the movie, but I mixed it up with
some…mixes of my own…hehe…
Pairings…yes, pairings! There are pairings! Though I doubt they'll last long, seeing
that the sixteen or something will die.
Well, here they are…
1) SasuSaku (with Gaara trying to interfere)
2) ShikaIno
3) NaruHina
4) NejiTen
5) Me and Kawada or Itachi or Mimura! *gets killed again by the laptop, kunai,
and shotgun* Okay, I lied.
Please R&R! This'll be my bloodiest
fic yet!
Thanks to DJ-sama, Alysia-sama, and Lindy for getting me into the bloody wonderful world of Battle Royale!