Hello my readers!!(:
The link on the side is who I picked to be Haruo. I love his character in the anime he's in and he fit my image of Haruo almost perfectly(: If anyone can comment his name right then i will dedicate the next chapter to you!
Or don't comment, its not as if I want your comments anyways TT_TT
Also,I'm still learning how to use this writing thing on wattpad....its frustrating-__-
Or I'm just stupid '>.>
So sorry if the link is all wrong and whatnot
Well on a happier note, here's chapter 2!!!
Disclaimer: I obviously don't own Naruto. It is owned by the awesome Masashi Kishimoto.
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“Have you learned your lesson about speaking back to me tool?” My father’s voice booms angrily, sounding louder because of my empty room and heightened senses.
“Yes sir, I have.” I speak formally, all emotions disappearing from my face. We stay facing and staring at each other. Me waiting to see if he would suddenly attack me, and my father waiting for me to look away.
After a small while, he nods to himself satisfied I didn’t back down and speaks, “You will have training with Haruo today. I have important business to take care of and don’t have time to waste with you. Don’t embarrass me tool, if I find out that you slip up today expect a lot of pain when I get back.”
His eyes becoming dark with promise and I have to repress my fear so it won’t show…if I did then I’ll be in pain in the next second.
“I won’t sir.”
‘Not like I have much of a choice anyways’, I thought with frustration.
He walks towards me and stops when he is standing two feet away from me. “Haruo is in the west training room, don’t keep him waiting.” Then he takes out the key to my chains and unlocks them.
They fall around my feet, leaving me free and feeling light. A small smile of relief escapes before I can stop it and to my horror it didn’t go unnoticed.
My father pulls his right arm back to punch me, letting my instincts take over; I duck and roll away before his fist reaches my face. Jumping back a couple of feet to gain more distance from him, I get into my fighting stance.
“What did I tell you about weapons not having emotions?!” He angrily gets in his own fighting stance and waits for my answer.
I wonder if I should give him my real answer or his. It’s probably not the best idea but I’m sick and tired of being called a weapon or a tool.
‘Shit. I’m not going to get out of this easily.’ Sighing inwardly, I answer him.
“That weapons don’t have emotions, sir.”
“Then why do you?!” A spike of anger runs through me. ‘I’m a human being, NOT someone’s weapon, that’s why!’
Gritting my teeth and wanting to clench my fist but knowing I can’t, I stay silent and tense. He can attack me any moment and I don’t want to give him the wrong answer and be punished for it.
“Answer me tool!”
“Sorry sir, it won’t happen again.”
He scowls, “how many times have I heard that answer come from your mouth?”
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Living Free (A Naruto Fanfic)
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