Dance of Flute and Horn
Ch. 4: Flight
I was still running in the forest when I heard Tayuya calling my name. I ran away so that she would be safe, doesn't she know what's good for her? I asked myself, but I already knew the answer. Tayuya was always pretty hard-headed and difficult to get through to because she refused to see things any way that wasn't hers.
Perhaps she couldn't recall the last time we met after she used the puppy-dog eyes, but I'm fairly certain that it was her stubborn-ness that was leading her to follow me instead of stay underground until it was safe.
It really is a strange concept to grasp that one specific look does this to me, tears me to a point where I'm no longer in control of my body, for that is what happens.
Ukon has never suffered from this condition, but then again, Ukon didn't see what I saw when our parents were murdered. Every time that I see puppy-dog eyes, they trigger something inside of me that just refuses to be kept in. That something reacts with my curse mark so that it can come out without fighting me, and then it takes over my body and senses slowly, almost as if it is trying to sneak its way through me. And, actually, the first few times it happened, the something made it through me without me realizing, and I hadn't known that anything had happened until I had woken up to a gaping Ukon. Since his first encounter with my ultimate destruction, Ukon has been trying to awaken the same kind of power in himself, because he believes it to be a kekkei genkai. I have been unable to convince him that it was all because of that night…
I had been running home from training with my sensei, and was very excited because I had just completed a very advanced jutsu for my age, so I yelled that I was home and raced to my parents' room, where I knew that my parents would be. But the door to my parents' room was ajar, and even as an eight-year-old I could tell that something was amiss. As stealthily as my underdeveloped ninja skill could permit, I leaned against the wall and peered through the doorframe to see what was happening. What I saw was a scene that I carry with me through life, a scene that is the object accumulating all of my nightmares, and that would be forever tattooed into my brain.
All I saw at first was a flash of red, and then my face was wet and splattered with blood. A tall man in a black cloak with red clouds stood with a sword in his tightly closed fist and blood dripping from his arm turned towards me, gesturing towards the mutilated bodies of my parents. Then he deliberately cut out the hearts of both of them and speared his sword through them both. I tried to yell, scream, do something, but I couldn't move. And that was when he gave me one last look, that of an innocent puppy-dog, and used a transportation jutsu to leave the murder scene.
A/N: Yeah, I know it's short, but I wanted to leave the ending like that, plus I don't think I'll be able to update tomorrow, so I did my best to update today. Hope you liked it!