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Lies I Told Myself

Key

S.S: Sick Shit (not suitable for the weak-minded or squeamish)

thinking

"talking"

thoughts progressing into speech"

'substitute for italics' (in certain places, like emphasizing something)

/telepathy/

:scene change: (more for my reference than anything else)

POV (automatically Naruto's if left unspecified)

Summary: I was a cold, callous individual. I was sarcastic and witty, not a pleasant person to be around. I cut you down with biting words every chance I got and smiled so frighteningly that I made children cry. I was, simply put, an asshole. I never cared what you thought of me. And one day I got bored, so very bored, so I decided to snap.

A/N: School's out, so aside from me working my ass off 24/7, updates should pick up somewhat during my free time. I do have a social life you know.

WARNING: See beginning A/N: chapter before last. I really hate repeating myself.

Hissing

Fool

I am

Your Death

Do Not

Fear The

Reaper

Knaji

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Chapter Fourteen: Skin of a Serpent

::Forest of Death::

Of course, I had already known that my upcoming fight would be a difficult one. I was doing fairly well considering my opponent, and his look of utter shock when he realized that his seal to lock off my access to the power of my tenant did not work was highly amusing.

However, of all the possible outcomes of the battle that I had already ran through my advanced mind.

For all the perceived attacks I could come up with, that deviously underhanded switch with Sakura (as well as the knowledge that Orochimaru possessed the Kusanagi, with the ability to spit it from his throat at high speeds) was beyond me.

What I wholeheartedly did not except was for my own head to be relieved of my shoulders instead of the other way around.

Yes, lower bigoted human lifeforms, you've read that correctly.

I, Naruto Uzumaki, have been decapitated.

Sasuke

I-I couldn't believe it.

In fact, just watching it happen and thinking about it again makes it seem like a bad movie.

I didn't even register Sakura's cry of "Naruto!" until it had turned into sobbing and her sinking to

the ground to vomit up the ration bar she'd eaten earlier.

The most powerful person on our team, not that he'd ever hear me say it, he was...

He was cut down like a dog.

Now I'd never be able to kill my brother...

"You stupid grass ninja bitch! You fucking killed him!"

I knew what I was doing was literal suicide, but my brain hadn't caught on yet. Instead, I felt my feet carrying me desperately towards the...?woman?, who was currently peeling...off...her face...

I've seen weirder, I thought, as I made to stab the kunai somewhere vital.

She/he/it, stopped me easily, grabbing my arm in a effortless grip as if I were nothing. I certainly felt that way, especially seeing the way my teammate was effortlessly cut down as if he were nothing. I stifled the urge to look over to where I knew he'd fallen, but failed.

His body lay almost flat, the puppet he had summoned crumpled into an oddly-jointed heap a few feet away, and a trail of blood led to his head which lay on its side, the normally sharp blue eyes dull and lifeless.

I still remember the look of shock on his features as the sword shot through his neck, then he'd looked down at it in what I think was disbelief as the grass ninja grabbed the weapon and pulled it out.

Then, while Naruto was still standing there in an almost stunned silence, blood burbling up into his mouth to dribble down his chin, the grass ninja swung the sword right into the side of his neck, cutting it off in one swift movement.

I honestly didn't know how we'd make it out of here alive.

At least until Sakura started screaming.

Sakura

"Naruto!"

I think I'm gonna be sick. Naruto...Naruto...even if he was...even if he was an asshole I didn't want him dead...

I knew he had an awful personality, -hic- and I knew -sob- I knew that he -sob hic- looked down on us, but...but that didn't mean...-hic- didn't mean...

"Naruto!" I scream out again as I try to get near him, all that mattered was him. I didn't know why I felt like that but that's all it was. I...I needed to at least close his eyes.

I knew in the background Sasuke was fighting that...that thing, I hoped I didn't get hit trying to get to Naruto. I-I-I didn't want to die...

I manage to get to his body, almost vomiting at the sight, but I keep crawling over to his head to bring it back.

I have to drag myself through his blood, because my legs are so weak I can't stand. I knew my legs would be filthy later on, but...

It feels like its on fire all of a sudden.

I look down, only to open my mouth in an awful scream.

There were seals spiraling up my body, sprouting so many changes in their wake, and I start to flail to get away from the body that's suddenly not mine but they don't stop and the next thing I see...

?

?

Not...Haruno Sakura?

Mo...mo...ir...iro?

Notes of The Footed Kind

1. Null

2. Void

Anaki: So I am officially unemployed. It really sucks.

RC16: Yeah, not having or making money stinks.

Anaki: But enjoy this chapter, and the cliffhanger. :)

RC16: -yawn-

Anaki: Felt kinda evil today.

RC16: When do you not feel evil?

Anaki: Um...never?

RC16: Exactly.

RC17: Review peeples.