Bits and Pieces: Naruto
My Eye (horror)
Title: My Eye
Fandom: Naruto
Collection: Bits and Pieces
Word count: 662
Charaters: Kiba, Tsume, Shino, Naruto
Legend Based Off Of: Right Eye (Korean)
AN: Ah, another one.
Remember, I am taking requests.
I have a Haku (who is canonically MALE, so since they asked for a male haku, they asked for a canon haku)/Naruto pairing requested by ANON on AFF.net and a Muramasa/Ichigo from affy. So I have 8 slots open now.
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Shifting in his seat, Kiba smiled as he looked over at his mother, the woman smiling softly and stroking a finger over his cheek and the bandage that covered his right eye. He had been born with an odd issue that meant that one cornea needed to be replaced to allow him to see more than just blurs. He had finally had the money, with the help of his sister and mother, to pay for the surgery and the hospital actually had a cornea that would work for him.
And he had just gotten the surgery and was now about to have the tape removed. So far, the doctor was very happy with how he was healing but he couldn’t wait to be able to use his right eye properly now that he had it all done. One Doctor Itachi Uchiha walked in and smiled slightly as he set his file down onto the counter.
“Well, Kiba, shall we see if it worked?” he asked, Kiba nodding his head. Three hours later, he was walking out with a bright smile and an appointment to see Sasuke, Itachi’s younger brother, to check the strength of his eye.
Three weeks later though, Shino and Naruto were frowning at the fact that Kiba wasn’t at work. Again. For the second time in two weeks. He hadn’t missing work, even when he had been so sick that he walked into doors since he couldn’t focus right. They both knew that even after the transplant, he had been at the hosting station of the restaurant after three days.
“Call his ma and ask her to meet us at his place after work?” Naruto asked as he loaded up a tray with the food that was going to his tables. Looking over at the growling blond woman who was working the hosting desk and growling between customers, he sighed. “And leave Ino behind? Knowing her, she’ll gut him.”
Shino nodded and hummed, pouring coffee into several cups for a party that he was serving. “Yes. I shall call Tsume after I get off.”
“Sounds good,” Naruto said, walking off. Thinking about it, even as he smiled and severed his customers, Kiba had seemed off the last week. Twitchy. Tired.
Shaking his head, he decided to just wait for after work. As promised, Shino called Tsume to meet her at Kiba’s place, a small house that his grandparents had left for him. It didn’t take them long and they found that Tsume was already there, jingling the copies of the keys to Kiba’s place in her hands.
“I tried calling him. His phone is on but he’s not answering,” she said, the three sharing looks and moving to open the door.
They walked in as Tsume called him again, ignoring everything but the ringtone of Kiba, following it to his bedroom. Tsume screamed at finding her son in a pool of blood on the floor of his bedroom. Naruto gagged but grabbed her before she could run to her son, dragging the woman out of the room and house to call the police.
No one could figure out why Kiba would kill himself. The police going over the house with a fine toothed comb, remembering Kiba’s father as a good man who helped the police often before he had been taken out.
During their sweeping of the house, they noticed that anything that reflected and could be broken had been broken, while anything that couldn’t be had been covered up. Knives had been hidden in a box and duct taped closed before being shoved in a closet. The chrome of the kitchen had been covered in butcher paper and taped down.
One officer found his journal on his computer, still open, the cursor still blinking. Tsume, Naruto, and Shino all gave him a look when he asked why Kiba had wrote over and over again “My right eye is staring at me” with no breaks.