The Work of Hidden Skills
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters/places seen in the manga/anime Naruto.
I waited there for four more hours. FOUR FREAKIN' HOURS! How the hell can you take that much time to get ready or whatever? sakura finally came down, and I was about to kill her. "What the hell took you so long? I mean seriously? Four hours and you look like you did the last time I saw you! My god! I can not believe I am the same species as you!" I pretty much yelled at her. She shrugged it off and said " Well unlike you, I'm proud to be a girl and take my time to look good." SHe said, and I could just imagine her doing a mental hair flip with that. I almost laughed, but Shikamaru interrupted us. "Nobody really cares, let's get going or else we're going to be late." He said, and I just huffed. " Finee-" I whined, but was cut off by Sakura fingering my hair. "Hmmm...maybe we should put your hair up, reveal you neck a bit..." She said and before she could continue I spoke -er yelled, actually. "HELL NO! I have a reason to keep my hair this way!" I shouted and she threw her hands up in defence as she exited her house. "Fine, sheesh." I follwed behind her, Shika behind us.
After a very short amount of walking, we reached a building all of our friends were outside of, dressed in formal wear. I did a double take, and finally asked what the hell was going on. " I still haven't told you?" Sakura began. "Well, anyway it's techncally a going away party for Naruto, but the technicall part comes in because he's left already. He's going on a two year long training trip with Master Jiraiya." I blinked a few times, then shrugged, a bored expression on my face. After a few minutes when nobody was watching I would sneak off.
I watched as everyone mingled and such from a distance away, I had already sneaken away.I walk idly through the dark streets, thinking. When were they coming? I knew it would be soon, but then again maybe not. I knew at least a bit about all of them, and they really were an odd bunch of people. Especially one in particular, whom I've known for wuite some time now. When I was younger I had met Tobi, one day while I was idly training deep in the forest. Being the knucklehead that he was he helped me train, and me being a little girl didn't really acknowledge him. He was a hyper-active idiot that nobody respected. But just for tat I respected him. I know, my logic is off, right? Well thats jus how my brain works.
I looked up, and saw that my feet had carried me through the forest to a clearing. Rain drops fell slowly from the black sky as I walked to the center. The memories I tried to lock away from myself flooded back to me. I dropped to my knees, silently sobbing as the rain pelting my face as the tears streamed down, my eyes red already. I hugged myself as the memories clouded my thoughts.
-Flashback-
I sat at the windowsill of my house, looking out into the rain at the entrance to the village, waiting for my parents to come back.A knock sounded at the door. My four-year old self was resentful to leave the sill, as I had been there for awhile waiting for them to come home.I jumped down from my window seat, and walked over to the door. I reached my hand up to turn the knob, though I did have to stretch a bit. Outside the door was a lady, tears streaming down her face. "May I come in, dear? There's something I have to tell you." I looked at her, worried for a few minutes then moved, allowing her in. I looked at her warily, and impatiently. She was keeping me from watching, from waiting. There were supposed to come home any day now. At least, that's what my sitter kept telling me.
I walked over to the couch, where the lady sat, and climbed up onto it. The lady cried some more, before she actually spoke. " Sweety, there's something I have to tell you. You know how you were told they were coming home soon?" She said, and her tears quickened. I was amazed she could still speak clearly. "Well they aren't. Sweeety, they're dead." I froze, but then I asked a question. "Will I be able to see them before they're buried?" I asked, as it might be obvious, we bury people that are dead. Duh. The lady cried harder as she hugged me. "No, sweety. They've been dead for four years now." At this I broke away from her, horror written across my face. I shook my head 'no' as I backed up, and ran out the door tears streaming down my face. i ran as far as my legs would carry me, which was pretty far. Some how I had a huge stamina, and ended up in a clearing of the forest that I knew was far from the village. I dropped to my knees, and rain splattered against my face.
I screamed, loud and long. But the sound that came from my mouth wasn't what you might expect. It was a beautiful sound, one that showed I wasn't afraid. I wasn't afraid, just pissed off and depressed. They had lied to me. Saying they would come home soon, and everything would be fine. It was then that my neck started to burn, and it felt like thousands of ants were crawling around it. I brought my hand up to it, and felt a liquidy substance there. I pulled my hand away and looked at. There wasn't a trace of anything on it. I began to panic as a searing pain stabbed at my neck. I bit back a scream, as-
My flashback moment was cut off by a searing, stabbing pain in my neck. Not again. I tried to calm down, I had to. I would not let that happen again. It was a danger to all of those around me. They should never have to suffer as I do. I can't have myself take it out on them. I could feel the moving sensation across my neck, the tattoo was spreading, or better yet my Kekkei Genkei was starting to activate.
I desperatley tried to calm down, and ended up running home in the end. I sat against the wall, sobds racking through my body. I scratched at my neck as the tingling sensation on my neck moved, and slowly turned into a burning sensation. The last thing I remember before passing out? Seeing my own blood on my hands.