Day 2 part 1
The sun rose in a slow and steady manner, slightly touching the lids of Naruto Uzumaki, a student in Japan that's traveling with his high school crush. However, all is not well since both are attending different colleges. It was decided a while back before Sakura even knew about his feelings. They spent the last year deeply in love but now it's about to come to an abrupt end. The blame should be on Naruto because he waited for so long but Naruto wasn't always like this. Naruto used to be open minded, a jester, he would look for trouble and trouble would look for him. It all started when his parents passed away. No memories of when he was a baby, only image he had of them was a picture his aunt would keep in a ceremonial shrine.
His aunt took care of him and for the first couple of years it would seem everything was normal.
It started when he learned to walk and speak and was in the third grade. His aunt called to him and he followed. Her voice wasn't kind anymore. It was raspy, old. It didn't match her beautiful facial features and slim body. Her skin was pale white, pretty, but she revealed ink that Naruto never thought she had. It was a former shell of the aunt he knew, but he couldn't be more wrong. It was the real personality showing for the first time. The baby stuff was done. She was ready to prepare him for the real world.
His aunt took him to disgusting places in the city and showed new things to him. She pointed out how to tell people apart, taught him how to survive on the streets. Naruto was born a delinquent so he followed along like a new born pup.
"Remember Naruto." He could still remember her saying, "There is no such thing as love. Everyone has a different word for the same definition when it comes to love. That hooker over there. Her love is a rich man to come and sweep her away or a poor man with enough money to buy her body. That man on the floor, shaking? He's dying. But his love is heroine, a drug that hooks the person to them and never leaves." Naruto turned his head away but his aunt forced him to look, "It's ugly. But you have to know. I'm not your parent. I'm not here to protect you but I can promise you one thing. I can prepare you for the world outside of this one."
After that scene, Naruto followed her to her work. It was a bath house and it was also the house they will be staying in from now on. All the girls in there were really nice. It was only her aunt who would scold everyone for babying him. Even though it was hell on earth, Naruto liked it. It was his home, something to call his. He didn't have that for a long time. He felt lonely though, no amount of women could make him feel any better. His aunt made it clear that their position isn't mother and son, it was a partnership. Naruto is a parasite clinging on his aunt for life. When he's ready to face the world on his own, he'll leave. There's no motherly love, there's no care in the world. Naruto was one of them.
When he reached middle school, he was already perfecting his art of massaging. It was illegal to have a child in a bath house but the law don't travel where the law can't see. He was very popular with the women and some of the perverted men but he never worked with them. His aunt protected him that much. The older women took kindly to him, sometimes it would bite back, sometimes it wouldn't. The innocence of a child paid well and since the aunt saw nothing wrong with approaching him and the opposite sex, she allowed it.
Once he reached high school his skills with the opposite sex had matured. And his education, thanks to some of the ladies working, was spectacular. It wouldn't be hard for him to live a normal life. It was because of this his aunt left the bath house. Naruto stayed for a while but understood quickly that their time together was done. He wasn't mad. He didn't feel abandoned. He valued everything he learned from her. He wouldn't be able o make a living without her and since nothing held him to the bath house. He left.
He started living on his own and despite his profession dealing with women. He had a hard time with talking with them. He could obtain any girl if he wanted to, the wanting part was the problem. Because of his experience with women, the whole eight years he worked, he didn't feel romance. He felt what his aunt felt and there was no love. He watched couples countless of times and each time his aunt's words made sense. What is love? Love is a list of requirements someone has for another. If the requirements aren't filled out then they're not in love. If it doesn't benefit either then they won't fall in love. That was just how it is. That is why people break up. There list grows or their list isn't filled up any more and they fall out of love.
The plane made a light tumble before Naruto was knocked back into the airplane. The power of daydreaming is strong. He glanced to his side and saw Sakura reading a book, "What's that?" he asked. Sakura noticed him and smiled, "Finally awake aren't you? The meals are coming up soon and this book? It's just some old book I had for a long time, when I get nervous I read it."
"Really?" Naruto nodded. Another medium size shake made him raise a brow. He looked around but everyone seemed alright with it. Sakura noticed he was a little worried so she closed her book and rested her head on his shoulder, "Don't worry about it. It's just a little turbulence. It happens all the time."
Naruto nodded. It was common for a little shake but something felt wrong. He looked out the window again and his eyes couldn't believe what he saw, "It's not just a little turbulence." He revealed. He was so confused he didn't know if he should be scared or act in the situation.
One of the engines was caught on fire. Sakura saw it and immediately postured her body to scream. Naruto covered her mouth quickly in the heat of the moment, "Don't." He warned. He looked around, particularly at the flight attendant station. Naruto could see a deathly hallow look in their eyes. They must have figured it out too. They were sitting on their seats with their seat belts. Naruto sighed and knew why, "We're crashing." He whispered. He tightened Sakura's seat belt and his as well and Sakura could barely breath. Her hands fidgeted and her eyes paced everywhere, "We're going to die…"
"We might not if we land good. It would be worse if this whole plane is in chaos." Naruto sighed. He was worried and scared too but if he reacted that way it could prompt Sakura to scream. The last thing was chaos. It would be really bad if it happened. Everyone would be running around crazily. He was more worried about one of the flight attendants. Her legs kept moving and she looked under extreme distress. Her lips quivered, fighting back tears, her black mascara slowly sliding down the side of her cheeks. Her breathing wasn't normal.
It happened in a split second. She unhook her seat belts and Naruto reached out, "No!" he yelled. The girl ran through the line of passengers, screaming. She was going for the parachute. It was until the plane made another swirl and a huge turbulence hit them. One of the bags from the top hit the girl on the head hard. Her body fell, limped. It was fatal. Sakura unhooked her seatbelt and Naruto tried to stop her but she smacked his arms away. She went over and immediately check her pulse, "S-She's dead…" the crowd murmered loudly.
Naruto walked calmly over to Sakura and gently led her back to the seat, "Are you crazy?" he whispered harshly, "What if a bag fell on you?"
"Then I'll die. I'm not going to sit around and wait when all these people don't have a clue that they could die. If chaos happens then it happens." She stood up and the crowd looked on her. Naruto worriedly looks to the side for a marshal but he couldn't pick one out. He couldn't stop Sakura without forcing her and he was strictly against it. Even if his life was in stake.
"Everyone…one of the engines is blown to shreds…" Sakura said. The crowd gasped in horror but Sakura took control, "We can panic and we can die." Everyone didn't move. They understood the grave situation almost perfectly. Naruto stared in awe, "Or we can calm down and brace ourselves for impact. We can survive this people. We can-"
Her voice is drowned out by Naruto's worse fear. A man with a suit stood up, his eyes shaking in an unnatural manner, "I'm supposed to be at my daughters birthday party…" it looked like he figured it out a while back too and Sakura's little moment must have triggered something, "I'm not going to die before seeing my daughter one last time!" he ran towards the parachute as a crowd of people followed suit. Naruto looked at Sakura, "This is bad. If they open that door people could get sucked out like a vacuum."
Sakura tried desperately to fix this, "EVERYONE!" but no one was listening. They were fighting tooth and nail, cries could already be heard. There were people praying, people fighting, people just sitting there waiting for their deaths until a loud sound silences all. The shot came from a silver pistol from a man wearing ordinary clothing. The marshal! There was two and they were sitting close to each other. One had a decent pony tail, tied behind his head. He smirked at Sakura's direction while shaking his head. The man who shot the gun had an eye patch. The one thing they both had in common was that death was right behind them. There was a dark aura about them and Naruto knew he shouldn't mess with them right now.
"Get back to your seats…" the guy said calmly. The people were confused as they froze on spot, "…or die where you are you filthy pigs…"