Disclaimer: Over the period of time since the last chapter, I have not been given the pleasure of owning Naruto. All rights go to their rightful owners.
"So do you normally walk out of places like that?" Kiba asked me.
"Depends on the place." I mumbled. Walking down the road, I stopped in front of my old house. I have not gone in there since my brother died that day. I just left everything there. While I stood there battling against my mind if I should go in there, Kiba began to speak.
"So…why are we standing in front of someone's house?"
"It is my house…"
"I thought you lived with your grandpa."
"I do. I have not been in there since my brother died." Kiba did not say anything.
"Do you want to go inside with me?" I asked.
"Sure." I continued to walk around the building, then walked up the wall and onto the roof.
"The roof?" Kiba asked.
"Always came through the skylight. Lost the key years ago." I opened the skylight window as I spoke. It was a little hard to get off, but I got it. I looked down. So far, it looked like it did three years ago.
Hoping for the best, I jumped through the skylight just like I used to with Nami doing the same. Kiba and Akamaru jumped in after.
When I looked around, I started laughing. The ramen cups my brother left were still there, the TV still standing, and all the doors leading to different rooms, were missing. It was almost exactly the same as it was three years ago. Nami walked to the counter and started sniffing her food bowl.
I myself started walking around. I walked to what used to be my room and laughed some more. My bed was still in place, my wide aray of mangas still lay on the floor. I began to wonder around my room picking up the manga that lay on the floor and gently tossing them to the other side of the room.
Walking out of the room, I wondered aimlessly around the house until I came to my brothers room. I stopped at the doorway, finally deciding to go in there for the first time in three years.
Everything was neat and organized, just how he liked it. Bead was made, scrolls and weapons stored neatly and his video games were in order. I sat on his bed wondering what to do. This mission that gramps gave me was possible, but it is not the easiest thing when you barely trust the guy himself. I looked around my brothers room and my eyes fell on the photo he had on his bedside table.
It was a picture from the day I was promoted to a chunin. I picked up the photo and examined it. I tried not to cry, but could not help myself. Tears came down my face silently, as I held the photo.
"Okami?" I had forgot that Kiba was even here.
"What?"
"Nothing. I was just looking for you…" my shoulders were trembling. Which he must have seen. "You okay?"
"…I-I am fine. Perfectly fine." I lied
"Liar. What's wrong?" Nami came up on the bed next to me.
"Is that your brother?" he asked. I then mumbled a very audible
"Yes."
Finally! Sorry it took so long. Just got caught up in schoolwork and such. Next chapter will not be up soon either, my goal is to get it up by the end of November. Do not know how long this story will be. Or if I am going to include the whole story (when they go back to Konoha, Chunin Exams, etc). 'til the next chapter!
Olivier