The men entered the cabin laughing, retelling eachother of the Kyuubi girl's freinds death. How pathetic she had looked after they had raped her over and over. How suprised she had been when they had thrown her to the wolves. How wonderful her screams were as the wolves had attacked her, using their fangs to rip her apart.

"I wish the little fox kid had seen everything. I bet it would have broken her for good." One man laughed as he took a step into the darkness with his friends. There were three of them in all. And in her present state of mind she could easily slaughter them, but she had decided to show no mercy, a slow death was much better. She wanted them to beg, and scream like her sweet Sara had.

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Four years later-

She blinked and looked around, her fingers gripping her number two pencile that it had snapped in half earning a series of strange looks from the people- no, students. They were students, she realised after a second or so. She was in school. It was the last day before graduation, and she had been zoning out again. She sighed tiredly and put down the broken half of the pencile and reached up to rub her temples, her head aching like she had beaten it against something repetedly until something had snapped or broken.

She looked up when she sensed the teacher standing next to her desk, his dark brown eyes studying her as he frowned and dropped down to one knee beside her desk as he fliped the lession book closed and sat there eye to eye with her. She looked away from his eyes, her gaze slipping past the scar along the bridge of his nose and settled on his lips as he spoke. "Are you okay, Naru? That's the fifth pencile that you've broken in the past hour." He said gently and she was tempted to tell him to go fuck off, and she might have if the look on his face had'nt stopped her cold.

He was'nt looking at her with hatred, or malice. Didn't reach out and slap her and tell her to shut her mouth, as she opened it to speak. Honestly she was at a loss. She had seen that expression on Sara's face far too often before her death not to know what it was. Concern. And worry.

She shut her mouth with an audable snap of her jaws, her teeth clicking together as she turned away form him and pulled out another pencile, deciding that it would be in her best intrest to ignore him. She pulled out another pencile and sharpened it and started to write again, her quick mind had memorised everything that he had read to the class, even though she had been a million miles away.

He stood there for another minute or so before sighing softly and flipping the book back to the page that he had been reading out loud and waited until she had caught up to the rest of his students before starting to speak again.

A few minutes later the bell rang, and it was time for recess.

She stood up almost immidiatly, her mind on auto pilot as the aching in her head tripled, she was only vaguely aware of shooting out of her seat so fast that she knocked it over as she ran out the back class room door before anyone could say anything and down the hall to the front door and outside into the sun. The bright light hurting her eyes as she ran to the tree swing and sat down on it, making sure that she was facing the other kids that came outside with Iruka.

She was only a little disturbed by the line that they were in, as if staying in the line was natural or something. She prefered chaos to order anyday. Good little drones. That's what they were. And they expected her to be a good little drone too. Idiots. After what had happened three years ago she had no intention of being a good little drone, ever.

Iruka handed some toys to the kids and set the loose and all at once there was yelling and screaming and shouting that made her want to scream herself. Just to see if they would all shut the fuck up.

She sat there for all of five minutes before Iruka walked over to her holding a red ball in his hands. "Hey, wanna play with me?" He asked with a smile, she stared at him blankly and wondered why he was talking to her again. People normaly didn't talk to her for any reason, even the other kids in class stayed away from her.

"Naru, come on. You need to socialize with the other kids."

Why? Why should she? All speaking to others had ever done was get her heart broken into pieces. He looked at her with sad eyes and reached out and brushed some of her hair back from her face, she flinched at the slight contact and had to force herself to sit still for the time being. Just because he had never hit her before didn't mean that he never would.

He dropped his hand back away form her face and stared at her with a dark expression on his face. Her heart thudded in her chest and she tensed for the blow she knew was coming as he grabbed her, picking her up off of the swing and holding her small body against his own as he turned to one of the other teachers that had brought their kids out to play and asked if they could watch his kids too.

As soon as he got the green light from the other teacher the two of them vanished. She squeezed her eyes closed against the sudden sensation of dizzyness as they reappeared in a room somewhere and she could smell the scent of sage, and heather. Her eyes snapped open and looked over his shoulder at the ornate rug on the floor, the deep red scroll work against a cream colored back ground.

Sarutobi's office. They were in Sarutobi's office. Why? She wondered as Iruka set her in a chair and waited for the old man standing at the window to turn and speak to them. It took a second or so before the man ever realised that they were there. His mind and senses were'nt as sharp as they had once been when she was a child. But that didn't make him any less intimidating or frightening when the situation called for it.

She saw the brief flicker of suprise that crossed his face as he turned around, and also saw him quickly school his features so that Iruka would'nt notice. "Iruka, what brings you here in the middle of a school day?" Sarutobi asked as his dark eyes flickered to her face for a second and she could almost hear him thinking, As if I really need to ask.

She nearly bared her fangs at him and growled. She had'nt done anything to be brought in front of him...today. But thanks to his stupid attitude she was definatly doing something tomorrow. Maybe she would burn down a church with everyone in it. Or better yet, she would destroy the orphanarium and all of the fucking nuns and kids. As far as she was concerned she would be doing the whole lot of them a fucking favor.

No more nun, no more books, no more sister-ack! Yeah, that sounded good. She could feed little Timmmy to some rats or something.

"Sir, she's been acting strangely all day. She refuses to meet my eyes, to speak, and a few minutes ago she even flinched when I touched her. I know the signs of abuse when I see it..."

"So you brought her here to see if she was being abused? How nobel of you Iruka, most people would rather beat her than look at her."

She looked at her teacher and studied him for a second, he was honest to god worried about her, she could smell his worry dripping from every pore. How...odd.