Okay, so I'm not dead, unfortunately for the people mad at me for not updating in so long.
I've been on new meds, so it's been hard to get into an angsty enough mood to right this story, but something happened recently that managed to help me out.
Sadly, the mother of a good friend of mine committed suicide, and I've been on the phone with my friend quite often since then. I mean, hell, it's hard for ME to not start crying when I think about her. She found her mom's body with a gun in her hand and whole in the back of her head.
I'm gonna need more therapy soon if I keep thinking about that.
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Anyway, I actually have been debating with myself about which of the 4 ideas I wanted to use for this chapter, I'll list them after the end of it though.
Anyway, on with the crying, I hope you like it.
Oh yeah, before I forget, non-bold italics are Naruto's thoughts, and bold italics are Kyuubi's thoughts.
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Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, and the day I own it will be the day that Uzumaki Naruto begins to tell blonde jokes.
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I'm bored…
bored, bored, bored.
Hee hee, bored is a funny word.
Heh heh…
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These people's faces were entertaining…
The way they would open their mouths, and scream right their insides splattered onto the ground.
And if I was lucky, then they'd cough blood onto me while they died.
I love the taste of blood.
So delicious…
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I'm bored. I wish someone would play with me.
I wish I hadn't played with everyone here already, they can't play anymore.
They made too much noise though, hurt my ears.
Meanies…
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Sliding on the ground is fun.
All the red stuff on it makes it easy, and it doesn't hurt like I thought it would.
I just have to make sure I don't slide into a body, but it's hard since they're everywhere.
I wonder where they came from, and why there's nobody around anymore.
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Heh, pathetic wretches humans are.
They're not even worth their value in entertainment, since I can only make them scream in agony a few times before I tear them apart.
It's pretty ironic, that a village of shinobi, which are supposed to be quiet, are so loud when you peel their flesh off their body, bit by bit.
Mmmm, I especially like making wretches larger then me scream like females.
As I drag a claw from the small of their back to the top of their heads slowly. And then I smash the head into pulp.
I soooo missed doing this.
Of course it was easier in my original form, but beggars can't be choosers.
I mean, at least I'm back in my element, so I can't complain too much.
Heh heh…
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When I first came to this town, the people were mean to me, like those others were.
Onee-chan said that he'd take care of them for me, and make sure that they wouldn't hurt me anymore.
He helped me get to sleep, and then when I woke up, everyone who mean to me was gone.
He does like to make a mess though, because all this red stuff on the ground wasn't here
before I went to sleep.
I wonder what it is.
Onee-chan, don't make me tell on you for making a mess again!
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I wonder when it was that the brat changed.
I can still remember the day when he came to the door of my cage, walking like a human infant.
Wondering what treachery he was up to, I simply watched him walk towards me curiously. Imagine the revulsion that developed in me at his words.
"Onee-chan, are you there?"
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Onee-chan was mean to me before I went and talked to him. Now, we talk all the time, and he helps me out lots.
He still yells at me sometimes, and makes me cry.
But then he stops, and lets me cry myself out.
It feels good to cry sometimes, even if nothing bad happened.
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I'm still not too thrilled that the little bastard thinks of me as his older sibling, but I sure as fuck couldn't think of any other ways to finally spill some blood.
The little fucker's annoying, but not nearly as much as before, and now he lets me out to satisfy my 'needs'.
Heh, naïve little wretch.
Least now, I can get around without attracting a hundred human's that just love to piss me off.
Of course, I just love to kill humans, so that wasn't that bad either, but you get the idea.
I wonder when he's going to relapse. Little fucker will probably kill himself.
I've been cooped up in this damn cage for so fucking long I'm starting to wonder if that would be a good thing, eternity be damned.
I mean, hell, it's not like I can still last forever stuck in this little bastards body.
So, I say fuck the consequences, and do whatever the hell I want before my fun comes to an end.
But when it does, I think I'll do the little bastard a favor and make it an end no one will ever forget.
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Author's Notes:
I really, really like how I could write two personalities into the same person with this chapter, it was actually pretty fun.
For those who couldn't figure it out, Naruto's persona relapsed back to that of a toddler, which I'm gonna say is due to a mental breakdown (I know it's lazy, but I'm not being paid either way, so complain all you want to my editor.)
About the whole "Onee-chan" thing: I kinda like the idea of Kyuubi fooling a broken Naruto into thinking that he was his older brother.
I mean don't get me wrong, Kyuubi still really hates Naruto, but since he's gonna have fun going out with a bang, he'll do it anyway.
Before I forget, I wanted to list the ideas that I had that could be alternate chapters to this:
1. Songfic to "Let the Bodies Hit the Floor" by Drowning Pool, but it would have been mostly in Naruto's persona, and would lack the childlike feel to it.
2. Same type of thing as this one, but it's when Naruto is lying on his back dying after using too much of Kyuubi's chakra in a fight.
3. Again, Naruto is dying, but he's remembering things about all the people that didn't treat him like shit, like Iruka.
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So anyway, if I get enough reviews from people that like one of these ideas, I might just write it anyway and post it as an alternate version of this chapter.
But otherwise, I'll just move on to Shizune.
Anyways, I don't know if anyone noticed, but I didn't ever mention in this chapter where the chapter is set. Did Kyuubi take his revenge on Konoha, or did this massacre take place somewhere else? I'll never tell (well, you'll find out anyway, lol, so screw what I just said.)
Enough rambling, and I'd highly appreciate it if people could leave reviews of this chapter. Enough reviews, and my updates will speed up, a whole lot.
Not enough reviews, and I'll make it a Mary-Sue about Yaoi. Just kidding, I'd rather let myself be skinned alive before writing something like that. But remember, the most reviews, the faster I'll update.
Until next time,
Ja ne!