Sorry it took so long, I meant to get this up last night. now I'm going to take a break from this story to catch up on my other two stroys. So again thanx to everyone who reviewed, and I hope you like this chapter, it's extra long!
Disclaimer: I Don't Own Naruto.
"Obito, you're going to get fat if you keep eating like that." A young blonde girl said elbowing her friend in the side.
"Leave me alone Kei, I'll eat whatever I want." A boy with spikey black hair and goggles said as he took a bite of the hotdog he'd just bought from a street vender. "Besides Kakashi just ate three of them in practically one go, I don't see you nagging him."
Kakashi, who was on the other side of Kei shrugged. "I'm under weight."
"Yeah, Kakashi's practically skin and bones, you should give him your's" Kei said.
Kakashi shoved his hands in his pockets. "Not hungery."
"Good cuz you ain't getting it." Obito tossed the last piece into his mouth.
"Pig." Kei glared at the raven haired boy who was occupied with likcing his fingers.
"Come on you two, Arashi's not going to be happy if we're late again." Kakashi sighed.
"We're already an hour late, he can wait a few more minutes." Obito said.
"Now that's not very nice." A voice said from behind them. "And after all I go through to teach you brats and keep you out of trouble. I feed you, cloth you, give you a nice warm bed to sleep in, and this is the thanks I get."
"Arashi!" Obito yelped. "How'd you get behind us."
"I walked of course." Arashi smiled, Obito pouted, Kei laughed.
Kakashi was about to join in the laughter when everything went black, he could still see the others, they were still laughing and having good time at Obito's expense, they seemed completely unaware of what was going on.
He reached out to touch Kei's arm but his hand went right through it. They started to walk away still laughing, he tried to run after them but the faster he ran the further they went away from him. "COME BACK!!!" He yelled but they just kept going until they disappeared from sight.
Kakashi was all alone in the black void, everywhere he ran there was nothing but black and it was getting colder and colder by the second. Just when he thought he'd be alone, cold, and running forever he tripped over something.
On his knees now he crawled backwards trying to find what he'd tripped over. His left hand grasped something, it was an arm.
As soon as he touched the arm everything went white, he could see everything around him. He was in a room with white walls, a white ceiling, and a white floor. The arm was gone, and he was still alone, and cold.
Something was coming out of the wall in front of him. Getting up he walked over and touched it. It was black and kind of sticky. It started pouring out of the wall and turing red, it was blood.
He turned to run, but when he faced the opposite wall, Obito was standing there. "Obito! I'm so glad to see you, do..." he stopped talking when he noticed the blood starting to pour out of his life long friend's mouth, nose, eyes, and ears. Kei and Arashi appeared on either side of Obito, both covered in blood.
The blood that was pouring from the wall was getting deeper now, it was up to his ankles. His friends were bleeding more now, cuts were appearing everywhere on their bodies. He could hardly recognize them.
They reached for him, he whimpered and took a step back, falling in the blood that was almost to his waist now. Obito was the first to jump on him, trying to hold him under, then Kei joined in and he had to struggle with all his might to keep his head above the surface of the blood. Arashi grabbed him by the shoulders and pushed him down into the blood.
That was it he couldn't fight against Arashi, he was too strong. He could taste the disgusting liquid, feel it filling his lungs. He gagged and choked. He kicked and hit and scratched at the mutilated bodies of his friends, anything to get free.
Kakashi sat bolt upright in his bed, he could hear someone screaming, he tried to figure out where it was coming from, and realized it was him. He stopped and the only sound left in the dark room was his own ragged breathing.
He tossed himself back down to the mattress and tried to calm himself. One would think that after having disgustingly bloody nightmares every night for nearly the past six years that one would be used to it by now, but no, he always screamed or threw himself out of bed. He was beginning to think that he always would get nightmares.
That would certainly put a damper on a love life. He could never stay all night, that was fine by him though, what guy his age wanted to stay all night? There was almost always a jealous brother to watch out for or a gun-toting father. No he was quite happy with the one-night stands with the horny teenage sluts from other schools. Didn't have to talk to have sex.
He turned his head to look at the glowing red numbers on his alarmclock, 5:57am, no sense trying to go back to sleep now. He slipped out from under the covers, pulled on a pair of black cargo pants, and slipped a white T-shirt over his head, and padded silently out of the room.
He didn't turn on any lights, he knew his way around this house well enough, plus turning on lights meant seeing things, and seeing things meant remembering, he hated remembering. Walking down the hallway he passed four closed doors, only one of which was unlocked, the upstairs bathroom, the others were bedrooms much like the one he just left. They were his friends bedrooms, friends long gone, friends he'd never see again.
In Arashi's will everthing was left to Obito, Kei and himself. The house, the money, the possesions, and even the dogs. Since Obito and Kei were also dead it was all left to him, not that he cared, he would have been just as happy, if not more so, going back to the street pennyless. The only reason he didn't was that it would have been rather difficult to take care of four dogs on the street.
He had to fight tooth and nail to keep the dogs, and since no foster home wanted four dogs and a wild child who would sic them all on you rather than say a word, he was left in Arashi's large house all by himself. Just him and his dogs. He's gotten four more since then.
He moved silently down the stairs. One of the dogs was asleep at the bottem, he carefully stepped over him and kept walking until he was infront of the refridgerater. He squinted at the bright light that greeted him when he opened it. There wasn't much in it. Pulling a single egg out he set it carefully on the counter. With the lights still off he moved to the cupboard and pulled out a frying pan. He turned the stove one and set the frying pan on top of it. Cracking the egg into the pan he watched it start to cook and sizzle in the dim predawn light.
When it was all cooked, he dropped the egg onto a small plate, and set the plate on the counter. He turned the stove off and took the frying pan to the sink, he turned on the cold water and let it cool while it rinsed. Getting a small cup he went back to the fridge. He poured himself a glass of milk and set it next to the plate. Next he put a slice of bread into the toaster.
The frying pan was cool enough to wash when he went back to the sink. After scrubbing all the food off and rinsing, he pulled a small towel out of a draw and dried it. He put the pan back in the cupboard and tossed the towel into the laundreyroom.
He cut the toast into two triangles and set it on the plate with his egg, he picked his breakfast up off the counter and set it on the diningroom table.
It was getting lighter outside, he could see the empty seats around the table, he shut his eyes and ate his breakfast. By the time it was finished he could hear the dogs stiring in the other room. He took his dishes to the sink, washed them, and put them away again. The clock on the wall read 6:29am.
He stared at the clock, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty, twentyone, he could hear the dogs entering and exiting through the little doggie door in the wall next to the sliding glass door that led to the backyard. Twentytwo, twentythree, twentyfour. The dogs were trained to go in the bushes and leave the yard untouched. Arashi trained his dogs well. Twentyfive, twentysix.
He went upstairs to the only bathroom with a shower and turned the water on so hot it would scald, he pulled his cloths off and slipped in.
He looked himself over, so many scars, eighteen years worth of scars. He'd been eighteen for a few months now, being eighteen meant no more unexpected and untimely visits from annoying social workers. He could do whatever he wanted, within the law of course, mabey he'd graduate early, he certainly had all his credits and then some. But then what? Get a job? Thanks to Arashi he was set for life, as long as he didn't go blowing the money frivolously, he should be fine, hell if he ever had kids they would be fine for a good majority of their lives, mabey even grandkids.
After a while the water started getting cold, he turned it off. Stepping out of the shower he grabbed a towel and began to dry himself off. There was no point in keeping the lights off now that the sun was starting to rise. It was at that point where he could see everthing but the dimness of it made it all annoying to look at.
He wrapped the towel around his waist, dropped his clothes down the laundreyshoot, and went back to his bedroom to get dressed.
His bedroom was mostly empty, he'd stripped away all personal items after that night. It seemed that everything made him remember, and he hated remembering. All that was in the room was King size bed, every bedroom had a king-size bed. A dresser, a nightstand with a lamp and an alarmclock, and a desk. The room was rather big and even more so without a bunch of stuff in it.
Everything was big in Arashi's house. He always said it was so the dogs would have enough room to run around in, though everyone who knew Arashi knew it was so he'd have enough room to run around in, he was just a big kid at heart. He always loved to pull pranks on people, usually with Kakashi, or Obito, or both at his side, helping, Kei would always scold them when she found out, but you could see in her eyes that she thought it was funny. She was also the first to volunteer when the prank was being pulled on Arashi.
It was rare that anyone could pull one over on him, but sometimes he would let it happen just to make them happy, though secretly they all knew that a few of their pranks weren't just 'allowed to happen' but Arashi had his pride as a prankster and would never admit it.
He stood in front of his dresser and let the towel drop to the floor, he pulled on a pair of boxers, then a pair of green cargo pants. He pulled a black shirt over his head, it had a demented looking little hamster with wings on the front's top left side and on the back it said "The Flying Hamster Of Doom Rains Coconuts On your Pitiful City" in red letters and a bigger version of the hamster below that. Last he slipped on his usual fingerless gloves.
His clock read 7:00am on the dot. Iruka would be here in two hours. That should give him just enough time to clean the house.
He went back downstairs, flicked the stereo on, and he turned the volume up loud enough to be heard throughout the entire house. The cd that was in, was one that he burned a few dozen rock songs into, he didn't care what he listened to really, just so long as it was loud, the louder the better. He could concentrate on the lyrics and the cleaning and he wouldn't have to remember. How he hated remembering.
He went into the laundreyroom and tossed a load of dirty cloths in the washer, then turned to the shelf next to the washer, gathered up all the cleaning supplies he would need, and set about cleaning the already clean house.
Iruka walked down a deserted street, it had started snowing lightly, and he hadn't come across a house for a while and he was beginning to wonder if he'd taken a wrong turn. He examined the directions again for nearly the hundreth time that morning. It was already 9:14am, he was late.
Mabey Kakashi gave him the wrong directions on purpose, mabey he wanted him lost and confused, wandering this deserted street from now until the end of eternity. That was just silly thinking though, right?
He was just thinking about turning around when he walked in front of a gate that had been previously hidden by some over grown bushes. There was an address in faded gold numbers on the stone wall that the gate was connected to so this must be the place.
It was a cast iron gate that was padlocked in four different places. Inside there was what looked to be, at one point in time, a beautiful garden. Now it was all overgrown and thick, there were blackberry vines everywhere, and the trees were covered in ivy. With everthing covered in a light layer of snow it made it look kind of beautiful again. The path that led away from the gate took a sharp turn to the left a few meters away so there was no telling how far back the house was.
Iruka looked around. On the ground there were tire tracks in the snow, they were too close together to be from any car Iruka had ever seen. Must've been a motercycle. On the wall opposite of the address, behind more over grown bushes was an intercom. He pushed the call button hoping it would work and not electricute him.
Nothing happened, he pushed it a few more times just to be sure.
Kakashi had just turned the music off when he heard the buzzing of the intercom, Iruka was here. He went in to the kitchen, grabbed his keys and shoved them into his pocket. Brining his fingers to his lips he gave a sharp whistle and in moments all eight dogs were lined up next to the front door.
The second the door was open they were out and running circles around each other, waiting for him. He closed the door behind him and started off down the winding path that led to the gate.
Iruka was freezing his ass off and was just about to give up and walk away when he heard barking. It was faint at first but it was getting louder, just when he figured the dogs would show themselves the barking stopped. One by one eight dogs walked around the corner and sat down in front of the gate just staring at him. It was kind of unnerving.
Right after the last dog, a fairly old looking pug, came Kakashi, in a T-shirt. "Aren't you cold?" Iruka asked him.
Of course Kakashi didn't answer, he just walked up to the gate and began unlockng the padlocks. After setting aside the locks and chains he gave the gate a hard pull, the sound of rusted metal screeching on concrete could be heard. Iruka cringed.
Once he was inside, Kakashi pushed the gate back in place, it offered less resistence this time, and replaced the four locks. He gave each one a little tug to make sure they were in their proper place and turned back to the path.
The further along the path they went the thicker the snow covered vegitation got. The path must have been a fourth of a mile at least and eventually they came to a large house.
Large was an understatement, the house was huge! Iruka had never seen a house so big and he couldn't stop his jaw from dropping. It was like a manson, three storys, plus a basement, and balconys. Just like the garden it was undercared for and ivy was crawling up the side of it. "You live here?" Iruka was astonished.
Again Kakashi didn't comment. Instead he walked up to the door and opened it. He stood there waiting for Iruka to enter.
Iruka was finally able to collect himself and he entered in front of Kakashi, the inside was much more well kept than the outside. When he didn't hear Kakashi move he looked back. Kakashi was still standing at the door watching the dogs run around trying to snap at the falling snow, he brought his hand up and gave another sharp whistle, and all eight dogs came running.
Iruka had to move quickly to avoid being trampled by them. Kakashi closed the door after the last dog, the old pug again, came through. Iruka watched the dogs start to wander off, they all looked well feed and well cared for, though one looked really fat.
Kakashi noticed Iruka looking at Neko. He tossed his keys on the table by the door and patted his left hip. The dog turned from wherever she was heading and came to her master. He grabbed Iruka's hand, pulled him down next to the dog, and placed it over her swollen belly.
Needless to say Iruka was a little startled when Kakashi grabbed his hand and pulled him down to the ground. That was all forgotten when he felt something moving inside the dog. She was pregnant, very pregnant by the looks of it. "Oh." Was all Iruka could get out.
Kakashi let go of the other boy's hand and stood. Seeing that she was no longer needed Neko went back the way she was heading.
"So, you'll be having more dogs soon then, huh?" Iruka didn't really expect Kakashi to reply, so he was quite shocked when he saw him nod his head. "Ah ha! I knew you were capable of communication."
Kakashi rolled his eyes and started walking into another room.
"Is that all your going to give me? We do have to work together for a whole month you know." Iruka walked after Kakashi.
He saw the lodgic in talking to this boy, they did have to work together. At least Iruka didn't look at him like he was some kind of freak of nature, and oddly enough he felt somewhat comfortable with him, his hand felt nice. No don't think like that! He liked being alone, he liked silence, nothing was going to change that.
Besides he didn't remember how to talk, right? So what would be the piont in trying? But he didn't want to fail the project, he took pride in his good grades. Could he talk to him?
While Kakashi was having his internal debate he had unintentionaly spaced off, foot raised in mid-step. Iruka walked around him and looked into his clouded blue and red eyes. If he looked hard enough he could almost make out emotions flickering just under the surface. He reached out and poked him in the chest.
Kakashi blinked twice. He had just decided that he would talk to the boy, and was now deciding how to start, when he felt something poke him in the chest. Iruka was standing in front of him, how'd he get there? Kakashi opened his mouth to say something...
A/N
Mwaha, mwahahaha!!! Evil Cliffhanger Of Doom!!! Hehe sorry 'bout that but if I didn't stop it now I'd never stop, which isn't really a bad thing but I had to stop it, sorry.
I kind of have a gerneral idea of where I'm going with this now, kinda.
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