You are one of God's mistakes
M u r d e r
P a r t III
The smell of burnt food floated out through the kitchen window, out in the cool summer evening. It had yet to become dark, and Naruto knew that he was being a bit risky by opening the window.
The people living in this neighbourhood had yet to start their silly barbecue parties, and Naruto couldn't wait for the families around their house to start cooking and eating their food outside. It was always interesting to see, he thought. How these families could be so different from his own family.
With shaky hands he put two plates on the kitchen table, silently hoping that Orochimaru would be delayed or maybe...maybe dead.
He closed his eyes, his cheeks flushing deep red from shame. Had he really thought something so bad about his guardian? The very man that had taken care of him since his parents died!
He took a shaky breath, forcing himself to think of something else. Like Sasuke, the boy whom had too many personalities for it to be amusing. One second, he was trying to beat the crap out of him – the next; he was fighting to gain a place as Naruto's friend.
Either Sasuke had several personalities, or a twin.
Naruto didn't know which one he was hoping for.
He opened his eyes slowly, blinking to get used to the light. He continued with what he was doing, cleaning the counter from any food that could have gotten there while he was cooking. He knew that Orochimaru would certainly not be happy with being served burnt food, but Naruto also knew that he didn't have the time to prepare something new before his custodian arrived.
It was either getting beaten because the food was burnt, or getting beaten because there was no food on the table. He didn't know what was worse, so he decided to let it be for now.
That was when he heard the front door open and close. He tried to steady himself, breathing in and out through his nose to regain control over his emotions. The steps came closer, and he took a step back when Orochimaru entered the kitchen.
He looked like usual, pale and depressed. Naruto felt bad for him; he was working so hard to find solutions to diseases that were incurable. But Naruto was sure that his guardian would find out a way to make people survive.
"Why is it smelling like there has been a fire in here?"
The calm tone made Naruto cringe, and he had to force himself to stand still as Orochimaru walked up to him.
"You burnt the food, Naruto-kun? Why is that?"
"I-I...clumsy!" He blurted out; unsure if he was even allowed to speak. Orochimaru merely made a disgusted grimace, but it disappeared as he gripped Naruto's arm roughly. He pulled the blonde boy with him, through the living room and to Manda's room.
His eyes widened, and he almost choked on his own saliva. He would have protested, argued, pleaded, but found himself unable to when Orochimaru opened the door to the room where he kept Manda and her food – the rats.
He pushed Naruto inside. "Be nice to her. And don't play with the rats. It's disgusting." Orochimaru's slender, dark eyebrow twitched. "Stay here until I open the door for you."
Naruto nodded obediently, the door slamming into his face. He stood completely still until he heard that Orochimaru was back in the kitchen. He closed his eyes, sliding down to the floor by the wall. He sighed, trying to think of something else. He was sure that Orochimaru wouldn't let him out until tomorrow.
To Be Continued
A/N: I'm currently focusing on Evolution, and I'm trying to update Bleaching and Sleeping with Strangers. I'm sorry for the delay, the shortness, the mistakes and the suckiness. Review to give me inspiration?