The Life and Times of Madara Uchiha
Chapter IV
By GONaruHina
Summary: Uchiha Madara had an early life, ya know… Here they are in all of their fan fiction glory!
Genre(s): Adventure, Humor, Romance.
Disclaimer: Please. The only anime/manga related crap I own are a Naruto headband, a Full Metal Alchemist cosplay pocket watch, and a whole closet full of manga volumes.
WARNING: There is mild swearing in this chapter, as always. That's why it's rated T. There is also moderate gore and/or excruciating detail. You have been warned.
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"Moo…" Regular Talk
'Moo…' Thoughts
'Random style: Moo Jutsu!' Jutsu talk
"Moo…" Flashback Talk
'Moo…' Flashback Thoughts
(A/N- Moo…) Author Notes (A/N- These are rare, as I think they derive from the story…. Oops…)
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OMFG! This is sooooo late! I am sooo sorry! I can't believe this is late by, like, 3 WEEKS! I have just been continuously been lazy, or sick… -looks at script- or retarded, or… HEY!!
Anyway, this is sooo overdue. The first week, I was really, seriously sick. I mean, I had to go to the hospital! Yeah, I just had an extreme case of the flu. And by extreme, I mean 'puking everywhere every two seconds, going to the bathroom every 5 minutes, and puke is green with red spots' type of extreme. NOT X-Games type of extreme.
And then, the second week, I was… pre-occupied. I had just bought Puzzle Quest: Challenge of the Warlords for PC, and I was f!!!ing hooked. I couldn't even take a crap right (when I did, I brought my laptop I the bathroom with me!). I even got to level 35 in a weekend! My dude's name is Ichimaru, he's a wizard, my mount is a Wyvern, I have captured Dun-Kor- Oh snap! Sorry, going into 'rant and useless crap nobody needs to hear' mode!
Anyway, this weekend, I'm on spring Break (No school next week! That means laptop ALL WEEK while my parents+ brothers are at work and/or school!! YEAH!), so, as a reward for waiting so patiently for this chapter, POST ANOTHER CHAPTER (hopefully) EVERY TWO DAYS!
Although, that means I will be exhausted when Spring Break is over, so I can't promise a timely update after that…
Oh, and one more thing- If I don't go along with my Spring Break update timeline, I apologize in advance. I am an extremely lazy person (Once again, NOT X-GAMES TYPE OF EXTREME!!!), and if I don't update on time, I will try my best to update as soon as possible.
…Does anybody actually read these author Rants?
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Kizuna's hand curled into fists. His nails dug into his palms, letting small drops of blood fall onto the sterile white hospital floor.
"Doc… are you sure..?" Kizuna asked the lead medic nin. The doctor nodded grimly, his face set into a sad, pitying frown. Kizuna fell to the ground, his hands repeatedly banging on the floor.
"Damnit… damnit… damnit, damnit, DAMNIT!" Kizuna yelled. Tears of anger and sadness flowed freely from his eyes.
"I can't believe I'm going to lose another family member… Why... WHY?!" Kizuna stopped banging, instead sitting on his knees on the floor. His tears made small puddles at his feet.
The doctor stood there, awkwardly. He didn't know what to say, and felt bad for the man. "We don't know if he'll live, but… we'll try our best to keep him alive… He's merely in a coma…" The doc said shyly. He really wasn't used to telling people their family and/or precious people were dead/dying.
Kizuna looked up. Relief was on his tear stricken face. He got up, and gripped the doctor's medic robe. "Really?! You can save him from his coma?!" He inquired relief and happiness evident and obvious in his voice.
"Well… I didn't say that… We can try, but-" The doc was cut off.
"YEAH!!! " Kizuna ran off, hugging random medics –sometimes even injuring them with his bone-cracking Uchiha Head strength-, and screaming. The doc shook his head in embarrassment, and opened the door to Madara and Izuna's door.
"Hey guys… You okay?" The doc said.
"Yeah… I just can't wait for Izuna to wake up like Daddy said…" Madara replied weakly from his bed. A pang of sadness hit the doctor's heart.
'This boy might wait all eternity for his brother to wake up…' The doc tried to hide his sadness and pity from his face. He looked over to Izuna.
He still lay in bed, his chest steadily rising and falling. His eyes were closed, and he lay perfectly still. His hair was messily coming out in patches from the bandages covering much of his face.
The doctor bit his lip. 'Damnit… how am I going to tell this kid that his brother might not ever wake up..?"
Madara looked at his brother. He was sleeping peacefully. Madara felt is eyes droop, and decided to follow his brother in that regard.
His eyes closed. The medic looked at him, and ran over to Madara. He put his finger on the boy's neck, feeling for a pulse. He visibly relaxed as he felt a strong, steady beating. He sat down in one of the chairs in the room.
He closed his eyes, ready for a well needed nap.
His eyes didn't even open when the door creaked and light flooded the room…
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Kizuna ran about, happily slapping and hugging random nins, medic or not. He was blissfully ignorant of the CRACKs and yelps of the people whom he hugged. He laughed and chuckled happily and care free. He cheered and screamed, and gave people heart attacks. All in a day's work!
Kizuna continued his rampage of joy until he came upon an empty corridor. There were no people, and it was so dark Kizuna couldn't see. He put his hands on the wall to stabilize his way through the corridor, but quickly moved it away as he felt the wall was wet. He looked at his hands to see what liquid it was, but was unable to see.
Kizuna flew through 6 hand signs, the wet on his hand squelching and splashing on his other hand. After finishing the hand signs, he inhaled as much air as his lungs could hold. His chest expanded largely, and his head went up and back.
'Fire Style: Flame Spark Jutsu!" Kizuna said mentally. He blew out the air in his large chest, flowing chakra to his mouth to start flames. His chest retracted slowly as his breath came into hundreds of sparks flying through the air.
Through the red/orange light the sparks were giving off, Kizuna could now see what was on the walls and why this corridor was deserted, unlike the rest of the bustling hospital. And what he saw was horrendous.
There were gallons upon gallons of red liquid on the walls. It slowly dripped down, leaving faint imprints on the –once- shiny white of the standard hospital. The blood was literally everywhere- the walls, the ceiling, the floor- it was inescapable.
And the blood came from humans.
Dead humans.
They were everywhere, also. Lying on the floor, stuck to the ceiling, leaning on the walls… If you could see one spot of somewhere in the corridor without a body on it, it was a miracle. There were different methods of death, too. People were impaled into vital organs- or impaled so many times in minor places that they died-, Heads, legs, arms, crotches, etc, were cut off. People were burned to death. People were severely injured- Kizuna saw a man whose leg was touching his scalp, and his spine appeared to be coming out of his read end. People were even killed with the environment, as heads were broken on walls, faces stuck into windows, even limbs broken on the floor.
Kizuna shook with emotion. He was scared. He was angry. He was shocked. He was disgusted.
He was sad.
He fell to his knees, finally recognizing the victims. The dead people were mostly victims.
Kizuna sat there crying for half an hour.
(A/N- That would be a great cliffhanger, but I want this to be longer, so I'm going to keep going for a while.)
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The door creaked open, yet the sleeping medic didn't move. He was awoke-medics used shinobi training too- but guessed it was just the boys' father. He was also exhausted, considering he gave 99/100 of his chakra and energy to the injured boys. Thus, he was in ignorant bliss when the intruder slit his throat.
As the medic's head rolled off and blood sprayed out of the stump of a neck he had left, the intruder wiped the blood off of his 6 inch knife. He pulled the medic out of the chair, and set the knife to his throat. He punctured it, and then trailed the knife down, leaving a fine cut from the collarbone to the crotch. He slowly opened up the cut, blood leaking out. He reached his hand into the cut, and waited a moment. He allowed the remaining blood that was not spurting- or spurted- out of the decapitated medic's neck. After about 30 seconds, most, if not all, of the doctor's blood was out. The intruder stuck his hand back in the cut, and held it open. He slowly moved his hand through the doctor's body, eventually grabbing onto his intestines.
(A/N- WARNING! WARNING! FROM NOW ON, THIS IS GONNA BE VEEEERY GRAPHIC!)
The man pulled out his intestines. He dropped his knife, and began silently pulling the red and orange organs out of the beheaded corpse. After 15 minutes, he had pulled it all out. He dropped the bloody entrails on the floor, and went back to the corpse. He put his hand back into the long, thick cut and continued pulling out the medic's internal organs.
Soon, the corpse was none but a hollow body without a head.
The intruder grabbed onto the medic's robes. He wiped his bloody hands on the white and gray spotted clothing. He cleansed his hands of all red liquid on him. Then, he pulled the now red stained clothes off of the medic. He put his hands in the pockets, and pull out a big wrap of stitches.
The intruder dropped the robes on the floor. He unwrapped 20 stitches from the wrap. He picked up the fallen head. Its eyes were closed, and the mouth was curved into a content smile.
He dropped the head on its neck. The man pulled out a miniature kunai, only the size of an extra small scalpel. He put the stitches to the neck, and used the kunai to embed them into the skin. He repeated this process for the long cut coming down the body, from throat to crotch.
Soon, the medic looked good as new. Well, as good as a dead, blood covered, naked, stitched-up medic can look.
The intruder put the wrap of stitches and the kunai into one of the many pockets of his long, flowing, trench coat.
The intruder had on a long, black coat. It had big sleeves, and appeared much too big for him. It's collar shaped up, covering half of the man's face. Even if it wasn't for the collar, the man's face would be covered by the black mask he wore. His coat flew down to his ankles, where black shinobi sandals could be seen under it. Underneath the cloak was black pants, bandages on his torso, and a tight, gray, shirt.
Then, the next step in the murderer's deadly experiment was clean up. The intruder picked up the bloody medic robe. He pulled out a storage scroll out of one of his almost limitless pockets. He rolled it open, only to find it open. He quickly pulled out a quill pen, and began drawing unintelligible seals on the scroll. Once the seals were completed, the man did three hand signs. He then pointed the robe at the seal.
After a second, the chakra-pumped hand signs caused the robes to flood into the seals on the scroll. The man closed up the seal, and then burned it with a Fire Style: Fire bolt jutsu. All traces of the robe gone, the man walked to one of the closets in the room. He opened it, and pulled out a clean robe. He walked to one of the blood stains on the wall. He began cleaning the stains on the floor and/or wall with the robe. Soon, the blood was off of the walls, and all on the robe.
The man repeated the sealing, and once again burned the scroll. He then went back to the closet, and grabbed another robe. He put this one on the medic, so one could not see his stitches.
The murderer pulled out a kunai. This one was extra long, about 8 or 9 inches long.
The man walked up to the bed Madara was resting in. He held up the kunai-sword above Madara's head, poised to decapitate the boy…
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Kizuna ran through another corridor. All through the various corridors were corpses and blood. Blood, endless blood. The thought of it all made Kizuna's heart skip a beat in fear and anguish, and his stomach tighten, threatening to make him vomit. Kizuna turned another corner, but slid and fell on the blood.
He lay on the ground, not daring to move. His face and body were covered in blood, guts, and more blood. He sat there for 5 minutes. Finally, he attempted to stand, only to fall to his knees. His tears flowed down his face.
Kizuna bowed his head. He put his hands on the floor to balance himself. His stomach contracted one last time. The acidic bile rose in his esophagus. Kizuna put his head as close to the floor without touching the blood.
Vomit flowed out of his mouth and nose, falling like waterfalls. He let out the first wave, and then could not control the rest of the bile rising in him. Kizuna sat there, vomiting. His tears mixed with the green liquid splashing on the floor.
Due to his close proximity to the floor, some liquid shrapnel flew to his face. He sat there, smelling his own bodily fluids, crying. He didn't feel the strength to get up, nor did he want to.
That's when something clicked in his head.
He would later call it reason.
He remembered… them. The only people he cared about, save the clan. The only people he would truly, truly, give his life for. The only people he had left, his reason to live.
His sons.
Kizuna immediately got up. He wiped the bile off of his face, and the tears. He no longer felt sick, or scared.
He felt angry.
How dare this person try to kill his sons? How dare they mess with him, and how dare they kill members of his clan?! How did they think they were? They chose the wrong person to mess with.
They chose Kizuna Uchiha.
Kizuna ran down the halls with a new vigor, a new zest. Every step had his full strength and frustration, and the sheer force kept him from slipping. The blood splashed around his feet, making new puddles in the few white spots.
Kizuna eventually came upon the hallway in which Madara and Izuna's room was. He stopped. He stood there, at the start of the hallway, catching his breath. When he was caught up, he clenched his fists. One of his hands pulled out a kunai. He slowly walked towards the closed door.
Kizuna grabbed the handle, and opened it…
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MUAHAHAHAHA!! THAT IS THE ULTIMATE CLIFFIE!
Anyway, I just want to apologize again for my absence. I have just been so lazy and addicted to Puzzle Quest… well, you get the point.
On another note, I will immediately start Chapter V after this, so I should get it in by late tomorrow or on Wednesday. I will try to keep up with my promised update schedule, but if I don't please don't hate mail me…. Wow, not much to say today…
… Wow, can' think of an author now… Well, I guess I'll do a STORY recommendation!
Story= The Other Kyuubi
The Other Kyuubi is a veeery good story! It is about an alternate storyline in which Hinata holds the female mate of Kyuubi. She and Naruto hook up, and their romance slowly but surely advance.
Their (mis)adventures, romantic dates, lemons, and overall Sakura bashing make this a very good fic. I have it on my favorite story list, and I have read it about 5 or 6 times. It is rated M, due to a Naru/Hina lemon. It is by XXXANTINARUSAKUXXX.
I must warn you, however, that if you like Naru/Saku, and/or don't like Naru/Hina, DO NOT READ THIS! It is very bash like. However, if you like Naru/Hina, you should enjoy The Other Kyuubi very much.
Anyway, I guess that's it. Oh, about reviews. I would like it very much of you reviewed. If you must flame, you can do so, I guess. Your 'advice' doesn't hurt me, no matter how hard you try, so flame all you want. But seriously, reviews DO motivate me. I believe that's all for now, I guess!
This is GONaruHina saying "Peace!"