Everyone's Angel
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I've been so busy with my other fics and I've been planning new ones too.
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Chapter Six~ Kiba's Twisted Mind
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I heard Akamaru give a low wine from his place at the foot of my bed. I haven't been out of my room too often in the past two and a half weeks since Hinata's death. I went to school, ignored everything the teacher said, walked home, fell onto bed, and stayed there. I know that I have been making my family and our dogs worried, but I couldn't find it in myself to care.
I felt Akamaru nudge my foot with his nose but I ignored him. I turned in my bed and looked at the picture of Hinata and me on my wall. She was smiling and blushing and looked as pretty as she ever did. Let's not mention that she was alive.
Akamaru pawed at my foot. I kicked him away. I felt my throat tighten up and my eyes start to sting at the memory of that day with Hinata, only a month before she killed herself.
I haven't allowed myself to cry since her funeral. I'm not sure why.
Akamaru wined and then nipped at my hair. I huffed in aggravation and turned to glare at my canine companion. My glare slipped away when I saw that Akamaru had a white envelop in his lips. I slowly reached my hand out and took it from him. He jumped up onto my bed and sat next to my knees as I opened the letter.
Dearest Kiba,
I would just like to apologize to you quickly. I'm so sorry to be leaving you alone now. I am sorry that you'll have to lose me like this. I truly am, Kiba.
You have always been one of my best friends Kiba, I hope you know this, and I love you like you were my own brother. You were kind to me, even when we were small children. I remember how you had saved me from those bullies who were picking on me when Neji wasn't looking. You were my hero from that day on.
I thought of you as a hero, my savor, for so long. You helped me prove to myself that I wasn't worthless and you showed me things about myself that I never saw as a good thing before. I could always count on you when everything got to be too much for me. You were there when I needed to talk to someone or when I simply needed to cry.
When I talked to you a few hours ago, I didn't recognize you as my best friend, Kiba. You were the same as you always were at first, willing to help me, but after I dropped Naruto's name you suddenly became cold.
I have been wondering about that for years you know. Naruto never did anything to you (as far as I know at least), but you have always been so harsh to him. You would snap at him and you could never last more then five minutes in the same room as him. You never liked me being around him either. Why is that Kiba?
I shouldn't be asking you such questions. I'll be . . . leaving this world soon so I'll never get to receive an answer from you.
Kiba, only a few hours ago, before I tried to call you, Naruto and I, we got into a fight. I told him about Sakura and Sasuke dating and he lost it. He called me such awful things. He told me that it would be better if I wasn't around any longer. Kiba, it hurt me deeply. When you combine his cruel words with yours, I just couldn't take it any longer. I'm so sorry.
Kiba, I love you, you're my best friend and almost like a brother to me.
I will miss you dearly,
Love Hinata.
I bit my lip hard and crimpled the piece of paper, the only thing I have left of her, and tried not to cry. I was failing miserably.
A choked sob started to escape, but I managed to choke it down.
Akamaru whined sadly and nudged my fist with his nose. I couldn't take it any longer.
I threw my arms around Akamaru, taking fistfuls of his fur, and cried. I cried harder then I ever had before. It all hit me so hard.
Hinata, my sweet, shy, and beautiful Hinata, was dead. I would never see her again. It was half of my fault that she had done this. I could never tell her that I loved her, that I hated Naruto because she loved him.
Naruto . . .
My mood darkened suddenly, the tears still streamed, but every thought and feeling of sadness was gone and was replaced by hatred.
Naruto was the reason she was gone. The reason why Hinata could never love me like I do her. Naruto was the reason why she had called me, why I had snapped at her, why she had killed herself. It was all Naruto. She's gone, never to return, and it's his fault.
I looked at Akamaru. "Akamaru, I swear, Naruto will pay for everything that he has taken from me. I'll make sure of it."
A twisted smile came to my face as I started planning my revenge. Should I use a kitchen knife, or my mother's gun?
Yes, I know that this is extremely short. I also know that I turned Kiba into a crazy. I'm sorry for that.
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