You know what I noticed. I started this as a ninja based story…and now there just acting like regular civilians. I hope no one minds. But I think if I add ninja at the last minute, it will make even less sense. So they'll be people who sort of have powers but not much. Okay? So on with the show.
*I think this story is coming to an end. I suck at writing new ideas so yeah there might be one or two more chapters more but that's it.*
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or anything remotely related to Naruto. Except the Girl character that I made up. XD
WARNING: boyXboy love, don't read if don't like.
(Bold means minds talking Bold italics means Kyuubi Italics means past *And bold mean writer talking*Chapter 7
Naruto was heading to nowhere in particular. It was like time had frozen and he was the only one moving in this black and gray world. There were two sides to this, contrasting with one another. He felt sick and relieved at the same time. Sick because someone knew his secret, the secret that he hid so flawlessly all these years. It was finally out in the open. Relieved because the throbbing pain that he held inside; the seclusion that stabbed him in the heart every night, was ebbing away every minute that went by.
Rain drops were going in slow motion while he stepped on the gas pedal with more force. He didn't feel the car go faster. He didn't see the car odometer go to 140 mph. And he certainly didn't hear the car horns blaring from outside of the car.
Naruto was in a dazed state of mind. He finally had some sense in his mind that he pulled over on the side of the road and sat there for a while. The only thing he focused on were the windshield wipers going back and forth in a rhythmic dance of planned out proportions.
He opened the car door and fell to his knees in the grass and emptied his already vacant stomach. He felt a hell of a lot better. He laid there on his hands and knees looking at the grass that was illuminated by the passing cars. He was soaked to the bone with the down pour hitting him like ice cold needles. Although they were calming; making him cool down after they dry heaving he a minute ago.
He got into his car and drove home at the normal speed. It felt like as if the ton of bricks on his shoulders were finally lifted. It's like the fowl liquid was every awful thing that happened to him. All the memories that he couldn't help but cry over were something he could handle now. He had a feeling everything was going to be ok.
But most of time he was wrong.
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The next day, the Uchiha boys woke up with a sinking feeling. Something horrible happened. They just knew it. They ran into each other in the hallway and looked into each other's eyes. They were thinking the same thing.
They searched the house for something that was a miss, leaving every door open.
Everything looked normal. They searched everywhere and I mean everywhere. There house was a decent size. Two floors, each the size of 4 homes put together. Itachi looked outside and all the cars were there, even their parent's car.
The only place they didn't check was their parent's room. They had never seen the inside of it. Not even as children.
They both moved in unison as they came closer to the double doors, both of them without breath.
Knock knock "Mother… Father." Sasuke called out.
There was no answer; Complete and utter silence. They both gulped out loud.
Itachi turned the knob and pushed open the double doors.
His arms fell lifeless at his side.
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The morning light rays illuminated the shadowy and chilly room. Naruto woke up that morning with a refreshed mind.
Kyuubi took it into her hands to be his alarm clock because she was bored. He got out of bed and took a shower.
When he got out of the steaming shower, he looked into the misty mirror. He really looked at himself. I mean really looked at his reflection. He analyzed all the scars he inflicted. He looked at the swirls and letters. They line his wrist, his legs, his arms, and his stomach. He remembered the times he held that particular weapon in his hands. The cold metal clenched in his hands as if he were afraid it would run away the minute he let go. He traced the scars on his face.
That was a memory that he will by no means forget. Yes he made those scars. Well he didn't make them he just enhanced them more.
It was like any other day a small boy no older than six. He merrily walked down the street with his smile brightening any street he walks by. He was suddenly pushed to the ground. There were boys surrounding him, looking and sneering at him. One of them spoke.
"Hey Demon, What are you smiling about?" the boy spit on him. His was scrunched in a hideous sneer.
Naruto was scared at the boys looking at him. Their eyes held so much detestation and repulsion. He didn't know what he did wrong. He looked at them with innocent blue eyes that were sparkling with diamonds tears ready to fall moment.
"I didn't do anything. Why are you guys hur—"
He didn't get to finish his sentence because one of the guys kicked him in the ribs. He gasped as the air got knocked out of his lungs.
"Because my mommy and daddy said that you were a monster and that I had to hate you." With every word the boys said he emphasized it with a kick.
The blonde whimpered with every kick and punch. What devastated the blonde the most was that their parents standing there watching their sons with proud postures. One parent came up to the boys and said that was enough. Naruto was so happy that some had stuck up for him but then he winced at what the mother said.
"Leave that demon alone. You can beat the crap out of him later but now we have to get supper ready for Tousan"
"Ok mommy"
They walked away leaving a battered Naruto on the ground bleeding. He was so confused. Why had they called him such horrible things?
As the days went by, kept getting more beatings from kids he had never even seen. And they all said the same thing; DEMON. MONSTER.
All little after the beatings, he would to place only known to him. It was deep in the woods where no one dared enter. When he stopped running, he stood in front of a beautiful pristine lake. So clear like the blondes eyes. He sat at the ledge where he put his small feet in the cool water. He looked at his reflection. He something that he never saw before; he saw blood thirsty eyes and nine swirling tails.
He gasped. He was starting to believe those kids. Maybe he was a demon like they said he was. He never thought he did. He looked at his face with such disrespect.
He got a branch that was close by and dragged it across his soft cheeks; making the marks that were present, deeper and more defined. He once again looked into the water. His eyes boring into the mirror, following the crimson blood that dripped down like tears…
He shook his head at the memories that consumed him. He realized something. It doesn't bother him anymore.
*back to the mirror scene*
They were finally healing a little bit because Kyuubi allowed them now that someone knew. Another characteristic he saw was how thin he was getting. He looked frail and dainty. He didn't like that. It made him look girlish.
'You mean even more girlish'
'You know what you can do?'
'What?'
'You can just shut it!!!'
'Yeah yeah. So what are you doing today?'
'I don't know. Maybe go to school like everyone else.'
He got ready to leave.
Naruto went to school not really feeling anything. He really didn't know what to feel. It felt like he was a normal kid. It was like he wasn't hated by everyone, even though that wasn't true.
You know what he forgot to check? The clock. It was barely 7 in the morning and he didn't have to be there in another two hours. 'Now what am I going to do?'
'Maybe go to the Uchiha's house.'
'Why would I go there? Its way to risky to go there!'
'God it was only a suggestion? Jebus.'
Well on second thought, maybe I should go, you know to thank them.'
'Whatever…you mood swinging bitch.'
Naruto went to the Uchiha place. He was surprised he remembered where it was. He was in emotional distress. Give him a break.
He drove up to the huge parking circle. Naruto shuddered when closing the door of his car. The house had a very strong eerie feeling every time he took a step forward.
He found that the front door was slightly a jar. He listened for any talking or footsteps but all that came was the silence.
He pushed open the door which made creaking sound. It was like those horror movie doors that clearly gave you an image of "TURN BACK".
"Hello. Is anybody here? The door was open." He called out but the only answer he got was of his own echo.
Naruto noticed that all the doors he passed were opened. He kept walking into the somewhat lit house. He also observed the fact that there were chairs and tables turned over.
The first thing that came to mind is that they had gotten robbed. He ran up stairs to Sasuke's room.
"Damn it, so many stairs."
His was heart beating more rapidly at the thought of something serious happening to the only person that ever cared enough to look behind his cheerful exterior.
Just as he was about to take one more step-
"AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
That blood curdling scream rang through his ears and made his movements come to a standstill.
*I have been writing new stories. I think my other stories will be MUCH better than this one. My writing skills have improved… if only a little bit...*