Death and Rebirth

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Disclaimer: I do NOT own Naruto. If I did SasuNaru and some other pairings would of been canon.

Caution: Unlimited cursing and not so funny jokes that might make you yell at me.
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Darkness. That's all I saw when I blacked out after the incident. I can still faintly feel the tingly sensations from the dulled pain. I feel some sort of warmth and safety inside this darkness, but my heart feels cold, broken. I can no longer cry anymore. I'm just here floating in the never ending darkness, wondering what I did to deserve to die.

I had just finished my shift at work and was heading towards my car in the parking lot. I can remember hearing the screeching of tires, loud bangs, and shouts of distress. I had barely turned my head towards the direction of where the sound came from, just to see a glint of metal heading in my direction.

Said metallic object went straight through my chest. After my brain finally processed that I have indeed been shot, I felt numb. No pain or anything, just numb. I was confused as fuck and frantically looked around to find out what the hell happened. I saw a couple of dead bodies (I knew they were dead due to all the blood around and on them and they weren't moving) sprawled out, a couple yards away.

'Did I get shot in a drive-by?' I walked towards the corpses and inspected them. They all had numerous holes on their bodies, some with slit throats. Being the ever so curious person I am, (someone who for some reason isn't freaking out over dead bodies like a normal person) I tried to poke the corpses. I don't know what came over me to have such an idea, but it came to me and I just acted on it.

When I tried to lightly poke this bearded guy's cheek, my finger just went through it. My eyes widened and a small grin crept onto my face. "Cooool~". With that, I repeatedly stuck my finger in and out of his face. I giggled lightly at my little game. Okay, it's not my fault I get entertained easily (-3-). Anyways, I pretty much "poked" the corpse about a zillion times before I leaned in a bit too much and fell over.

As any normal person, I closed my eyes and waited for impact. I felt nothing. I opened my eyes to see I was inside the guy... Like, I couldn't see his insides or anything, but I was like inside the guy. 'Holy fuck!' I scrambled away from the body and just sat there. "Okay so I got shot and I can suddenly phase through shit.... wait. a. fucking. second." I facepalmed, hard.

"How the fuck did I take this long to figure out that I'm a damn ghost? I swear this is just as bad as I am in Math. That doesn't even make sense. Okay now be normal and cry over the fact you're dead and you won't be able to see your friends and family ever again....wait.... fml." At that, the water works and hysteria began.

I curled up into a ball and sobbed bitterly. 'I can never tell my parents I love them. I can never see my nieces and nephews grow up. I can never calmly rage on Tekken with my brother ever again. I can never hang out with my best friend ever again. I can never fulfill my dream of being a Game Designer. I can never relive this life and cherish it again. Most importantly, I can never watch and read Hentai ever again! I NEED MY DOSES OF NARUTO YAOI AND YURI!' (;;-;;)

I gripped my arms tightly, nails digging into my ghostly skin. 'I already miss them so much. Why? Why did I have to die? I can't accept this! I need a second chance damnit! WHERE'S MY SECOND FUCKING CHANCE, I WANT TO LIVE FOR FUCKS SAKE! GIVE ME MY LIFE BACK, I CAN'T DIE, I SHOULDN'T BE DEAD, THIS ISN'T FUCKING FAIR, DAMNIT! *sighs deeply* I know I'm being a bit selfish, but doesn't everyone want to live? I just- *sigh* I was just here at the wrong time. There's nothing I could of done to prevent this from happening.' I got up and floated around, rubbing my eyes occasionally. There were multiple cop cars and ambulances surrounding the area. The sirens blared loudly, echoing in the wind and ringing inside my ears.

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