A slight twinge in his chest caused a small bubble of laughter to catch in his throat, rotting as it sat there, aborted before it had a chance to emerge and lighten the atmosphere of the heavy-aired room.
A slow melody drifted through the floorboards, the tenant below sobbing pathetically to a weeping violen on the radio. The ache was slowly spreading through his lungs and heart to stretch aching nerves to the point of spasming muscles throughout his arms and legs.
He knelt on the floor and hugged his arms across his form in an attempt to stop the small seizure, pupils dilated as the white sharply outlined the tiny ring of blue and black. Harsh wheezes began to drown out the muffled music, spittle whistling through hyperventilating lungs and throat to coat his shaking hands that were slowly raised to cover his trembling lips.
Images came unbidden to his fragile mind. Pink hair speckled with crimson and emerald eyes smiling up as air whistled through a grotesque wound in her windpipe. Gurgles of foam spewed from her mouth with touches of vomit, staining the dirt around her. The blonde found himself watching disspassionately. Her fate was inevitable. No amount of chakra would heal her.
A kunai tightened in his fist as he turned, tears gathering in the corners of his upturned lips.
Slowly the room swam back into focus, the volume of the music system in the apartment below increasing as the woman became irratated with his noisy activities. Naruto contemplated walking downstairs and dismembering her, replacing her head with Sakura's and brushing bubblegum hair from her wide eyes to place a kiss on bloodstained lips, waltzing slowly in a surreal joy around the room, boneless limbs swaying to a wonderful symphony of death.
Harsh rhythematic pounding vibrated his very being, spasms starting once more as salty tears plopped screamingly loud on scratched floorboards. Unseeing blue eyes turned towards his door, so far down the hallway as tunnel vision enclosed it to a pinpoint, edges dark and swimming as the door opened, blinding light errupted and piercing his enlarged pupils to suddenly splat his vision in crimson and fire-engine red.
He choked on saliva and blood, pink froathe dribbling down his lips as acid built slowly in his esophagus, burning his airway as he heaved loudly, ignoring the sandalled feet approaching him as the world tilted and came to cradle his numb face.
Darkness slowly ate away the red of his vision as vomit wet his hair and lips, white pills scattered in the discoloured fluid and acid.
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Im still updating... -sighs- Im just...discouraged? Not about my stories, about inspiration. Im trying though, do not despair!