Chapter 5- Dead man walking
A/N- I hope the look of this chapter is ok as I was having trouble with some stuff( stupid microsoft word). Anyway a reallllly big thanks for my Beta crossxavier for helping with my story and a new one that i shall post online soon, check it out (if you want to :) ) You know the drill you like I write so please read and review. I'll post the next chapter whenever I can!
Disclaimer- I still don't own Naruto, damn.
(Naruto's P.O.V)
Flashback
I stood stock still watching the scene before me unfold right in front of my
eyes. Blood was splattered everywhere. Flowing and dripping from the trees
and staining the grass a deep crimson as it slowly congealed on everything
in the area.
I'm standing in Sakura's doorway and practically begging her to let me
in.
"Sakura-chan, please may I come in?" I asked nervously, scratching the
back of my neck and hoping to god she wasn't mad about the previous day.
She gives me one of her trademark annoyed looks and steps back to let me in.
Thanking her I stride in trying not to brush up against her while crossing the
threshold of her tiny apartment.
"How do you know where I live?" She said cautiously, eyeing me warily.
"Don't worry I wasn't stalking you or anything! I went to your old house
and your mom said you had moved out." I replied leaving out the fact that
Sakura's mother said that then slammed the door in my face, making me trudge
around to the Hokage's office to find out that the fifth doesn't know that
much about her apprentice.
I stood still watching Sakura as she went about fixing up some sort of food
stuff from her cupboards.
"Want some instant ramen?" she inquired while staring at me.
It's like one of my frequent dreams about her that usually ends in… well
you know. Anyway I've been having dreams about her feeding me ramen lately
and they are actually coming true! Well, they aren't exactly coming true but
she is still having ramen with me.
She was looking at me curiously while filling up the cups with boiling water.
Wait, the water boiled? No wonder she is looking at me standing here with a
goofy grin on my face at the prospect of being able to eat with her. It is
like a date! Ha, first she falls asleep on my lap and now this!
"Yes, ramen would be lovely Sakura-chan!" I said in the brightest and most
polite voice I could muster.
I stared as she ate watching the food disappear in between probably the most
beautiful dark pink lips. They looked so soft and supple, as she licked the
remaining broth off I noticed that a drop of drool landed in my empty ramen cup.
While I wiped away the drool (and hoped to god that Sakura didn't notice) my
thoughts began to drift towards the reason I was here, the body.
Flashback
I was running for my life, literally away from Sakura who had promised to
beat me within an inch of my life if she caught me before I reached Team Seven's old
training grounds.
I'm fast, but so is she and soon I could hear her frantic footsteps behind me
as she was closing in. I was about to hide behind a tree and pounce on her when she
came into view but a stench stop me dead in my tracks.
The smell could only be described as putrid; it clung to my nostrils and
stuck in my throat as I struggled to keep down the contents of my stomach
which threatened to appear with each passing second I inhaled the rotting
air.
Sakura appeared out of nowhere slapping me on the head and laughing as she
stooped down clutching her knees and trying to catch her breath. I looked at
her as realization hit and she looked around the clearing staring with a look
of utter disgust visible on her sweat covered face.
We walked in silence toward the source of the smell. The stench was becoming more
overpowering and stomach churning with each step we took. We reached our gruesome
destination; I stood stock still watching the scene before me unfold right in
front of my eyes. Blood was splattered everywhere. Flowing and dripping from the
trees and staining the grass a deep crimson as it slowly congealed on everything in
the area. The only sound in the clearing was the eerie drip drop of blood coming
from a nearbytree which had a pair of legs tangled up in between the cherry blossom
branches.
The rest of this poor soul's body was draped in a gruesome fashion all over
the clearing as if its limbs had been torn apart then recklessly and
carelessly thrown around. The silence was interrupt by the sound of retching
and vomit hitting the ground, I turned to see Sakura bent over and wiping her
mouth as she shakily tried to put her hand over her mouth to fight the
onslaught of her lunch coming back up her throat.
I ran over to her as she stood up straight and looked me directly in the
eyes, sorrow and fear were etched on her features when I asked her if she was
alright. I tried to put on a brave face when she lied and retched again, all I
could think was that I had to take her away from the source of discomfort and
help her as best I could. I couldn't let the girl I love suffer like this.
Wrapping my arms around her I picked her up as gently as I could, cradling her bridal style I ran with as much speed as was humanly possible and when we arrived at our investigation, I set her against the stupid log that held so many memories for me and I just stared.
She looked so wide eyed and blank, gaunt even. I want to know what going on in that beautiful head of hers, while I watched her chest rise and fall as she drank in the evening's air I created a kage bunshin to go and (for want of a better phrase) clean up.
It was her turn to stare as I took off my jacket, draping it around her powerful shoulders. I sat beside her watching in amazement as she sighed and let her head drop into the crook of my neck, her eyes began to drift and flutter closed when I distinctly heard her mumble "Washboard abs." and use her hand to stroke said abs.
And the last thing I remembered before dispelling the shadow clone was that I'm a lucky bastard and Sakura's head decided to move to a more intimate part of my body.