Otaku Journal

~Undone - Spoilers~

I'm beginning to finish off the first chapter of this story guys~! I decided since I have the beginning done, why not give some upcoming spoilers~? Enjoy~!

I just didn't understand him, that Hiruzen Sarutobi. He was the third Hokage of Konohagakure, and yet he was taking pity on a half-insane child like myself. A quite blunt way to describe myself, but that's all I could think of, after all, that was what everyone else called me.

To be truthful, I liked to think of myself as the most generous, and fun loving girl you could ever meet. Maybe describing myself like that was a little overboard, but when I was younger, and much more innocent, that's what I was taught. I was forced to keep my act up no matter what, those where the ruled. Obviously, I didn't follow them, or I would be married off to some perverted lord by now.

My rules were strict, and consequences came without question. Talking back was not permitted, nor was avoiding eye contact. It was strictly forbidden to speak to 'commoners', as well as private guests. When asked, I followed, no matter what was asked of me. Don't go out after the 'recommended' time, and don't act like a slob at the dinner table. Eat this, and that, but don't over-do it. Smile, act yourself, but whatever you do, don't embarrass us. Don't speak unless asked, don't complain, don't glare or linger your gaze (Which is pointless with the avoiding eye contact rule). Don't go there, stay away from them, they're a monster! But, the most important rule of all was, of course, always follow the rules.

My life was put together by rules and restrictions, to the point where I simply refused. My mother had enough of it after a short period of time, and punished me as if I wasn't even her daughter.

My father was even worse though. He worked as an Anbu, and claimed to be loyal to our village and family. It was all a lie. Nobody, not even the most sick person, would ever do what he did.

Because of him, I no longer feel pain. It's also his fault that my vision just so happens to be blurred with blood. As weird as it sounds, I broke a long time ago.

Oh, that Hiruzen Sarutobi. He should have left me in that crimson room, where I stared into the lifeless faces of my mother and father. It would have been better that way, to conceal my bloodlust from the outside world. To keep me in with him was his choice-a very stupid choice if you ask me.

What do you guys think? I plan on finishing up the first chapter by the end of next week~!