Bitter Like Me
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Category:
Naruto › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
5
Views:
1,254
Reviews:
30
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 3, Part 2
Title: Bitter Like Me
Chapter: Three, Part Two
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Italics - (Naruto's Dream)
He was three years old again. Young, helpless and weak. Around him, crowds of strangers gathered to sneer menacingly at him. He was confused, so confused. Tears blinded his big innocent blue eyes momentarily.
"Murderer!"
"Go to hell!"
The people had melted into a faceless mass, that closed about him tightly. He could not see where one body starts and where the other ends. It was as though those villagers were seamlessly sewn together into a cloth which bounded him motionless. He has nowhere to escape.
"Evil creature!"
"You don't deserve to live! Die!"
Those harsh words were thrown continuously at the poor boy. It was nothing like physical abuse, however, the hurt was still there. Raw and painful. Merciless comments that lodged themselves into his young heart. He flinched each time someone jeered. Why do they treat him thus? What were his 'sins'? He did not understand. At all.
"Help." he finally opened his mouth, and a whimper came forth. "Someone, help me."
For a moment, nothing changed. The faceless crowds around continued to darken until they were just ghostly apparitions which haunted him determindedly. Suddenly, the chatter died down to a soft drone and a clear path opened up amongst the villagers. Another boy, with dark ebony hair, cold ember eyes and pale, pale skin, sauntered over to him.
He knew that dark boy. Sasuke. That was the raven-haired boy's name. Sasuke. Sasuke. Sasuke. Sasuke.Sasuke. The name has such a comforting and beautiful ring to it, and he could not help but chant it mentally. Sasuke must be here to save him.
Smiling, a hopeful gleam shined in those cerulean eyes. Tilting his head upwards, he expectantly waited for Sasuke to come closer. To save him. To free him from this ring of humans.
Finally, the beautiful ember eyes stared down at him from directly above. Without hesitation, Sasuke reached out a pale hand and gently grasped his chin. He then brought their faces closer. Those pale lips parted to say...
"Bakemono. (Monster)"
The confused boy started at the curse, blue eyes widening in shock. No. No. No. Not Sasuke too.
"Bakemono." the raven-haired boy repeated again in monotone, fingers digging into his delicate flesh, gripping harder and harder by the minute.
"No," he tried to scream, but choked instead. He thrashed about, trying to breathe normally.
Naruto woke violently, struggling limbs all tangled up in the blanket. Wheezing badly, he felt reality washed over him in a quick, sharp rush, and then he knew immediately that was a nightmare. However, the realisation did nothing to calm the trembles which racked through his frail frame. Biting on his lips, the blonde worried the flesh with his teeth, bitterly trying to refrain from bursting into a fresh bout of tears again. He looked around, wanting hard to distract himself from further terrible thoughts. That was when he noticed the unbearable silence and the lack of visitors. There was no flowers in the vase, no get-well presents nor cards. The misleading scene was simply begging to be misunderstood. And the surprise came as none when Naruto took the assumption that nobody cares about him afterall, and leapt out of the hospital room through the window.
TBC...
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A/N: Two updates in a day. Hope you guys like it. Though I already post these two chappies earlier on FF.net.
Chapter: Three, Part Two
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Italics - (Naruto's Dream)
He was three years old again. Young, helpless and weak. Around him, crowds of strangers gathered to sneer menacingly at him. He was confused, so confused. Tears blinded his big innocent blue eyes momentarily.
"Murderer!"
"Go to hell!"
The people had melted into a faceless mass, that closed about him tightly. He could not see where one body starts and where the other ends. It was as though those villagers were seamlessly sewn together into a cloth which bounded him motionless. He has nowhere to escape.
"Evil creature!"
"You don't deserve to live! Die!"
Those harsh words were thrown continuously at the poor boy. It was nothing like physical abuse, however, the hurt was still there. Raw and painful. Merciless comments that lodged themselves into his young heart. He flinched each time someone jeered. Why do they treat him thus? What were his 'sins'? He did not understand. At all.
"Help." he finally opened his mouth, and a whimper came forth. "Someone, help me."
For a moment, nothing changed. The faceless crowds around continued to darken until they were just ghostly apparitions which haunted him determindedly. Suddenly, the chatter died down to a soft drone and a clear path opened up amongst the villagers. Another boy, with dark ebony hair, cold ember eyes and pale, pale skin, sauntered over to him.
He knew that dark boy. Sasuke. That was the raven-haired boy's name. Sasuke. Sasuke. Sasuke. Sasuke.Sasuke. The name has such a comforting and beautiful ring to it, and he could not help but chant it mentally. Sasuke must be here to save him.
Smiling, a hopeful gleam shined in those cerulean eyes. Tilting his head upwards, he expectantly waited for Sasuke to come closer. To save him. To free him from this ring of humans.
Finally, the beautiful ember eyes stared down at him from directly above. Without hesitation, Sasuke reached out a pale hand and gently grasped his chin. He then brought their faces closer. Those pale lips parted to say...
"Bakemono. (Monster)"
The confused boy started at the curse, blue eyes widening in shock. No. No. No. Not Sasuke too.
"Bakemono." the raven-haired boy repeated again in monotone, fingers digging into his delicate flesh, gripping harder and harder by the minute.
"No," he tried to scream, but choked instead. He thrashed about, trying to breathe normally.
Naruto woke violently, struggling limbs all tangled up in the blanket. Wheezing badly, he felt reality washed over him in a quick, sharp rush, and then he knew immediately that was a nightmare. However, the realisation did nothing to calm the trembles which racked through his frail frame. Biting on his lips, the blonde worried the flesh with his teeth, bitterly trying to refrain from bursting into a fresh bout of tears again. He looked around, wanting hard to distract himself from further terrible thoughts. That was when he noticed the unbearable silence and the lack of visitors. There was no flowers in the vase, no get-well presents nor cards. The misleading scene was simply begging to be misunderstood. And the surprise came as none when Naruto took the assumption that nobody cares about him afterall, and leapt out of the hospital room through the window.
TBC...
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A/N: Two updates in a day. Hope you guys like it. Though I already post these two chappies earlier on FF.net.