Impossible Temptation (A Naruto Love Story)

Impossible Temptation (A Naruto Love Story) Chapter 22

I cut the jutsu short, standing up suddenly from the table and going back to my room, not sparing any of them a glance. I just can’t… handle their looks of disgust and pity. That’s not why I showed them this; they needed to know that I’m not a monster, I just… snapped.

I had vowed not to let my past catch up with me, to let it fade away. But they managed to resurface all of the pain, guilt, and the hate that had enveloped me back then.

Sitting on my little mattress, I crawled into a ball underneath the comforters.

~Maybe it’s time to ditch the rat pack. Start over somewhere else?~ Her voice was almost soft, concerned.

I shook my head, knowing she could see it.

I can’t just get up and leave; I’d become a missing nin. I wouldn’t be able to settle into any other village because they’d recognize me. Plus… I really do love these guys. Despite Sasuke’s asshole behavior, I know he really cared about me…

I heard some muffled voices from the kitchen, but tried my best to block them out. I don’t want to know what they’re saying.

 I spent the majority of the evening in bed, listening to them going around the house. Sometimes, I’ll feel someone hesitate outside of my door, but no one bothered opening it until dinner rolled around. I had changed into a extra large black t-shirt during my little tantrum, hiding out in my room all day.

A soft knocking sounded at my door.

I sat on the edge of my mattress, staring out the blinds in the small window.

“Come in.” I responded, voice crackly from misuse.

I didn’t bother looking towards the door, just kept my violet eyes locked on the trees outside.

“Lucy…? You okay?”

Glancing over, I couldn’t help but smile at how Naruto kept his gaze on his feet shyly. Such a bashful boy…

“Do you care?”

His eyes shot up, and I noticed the rims of his eyelids were a dark shade of red. He had been crying…

“Of course I care, Lucy! You’re like a sister to me…” he sniffled.

I felt my insides practically melt and had to clench my fist to keep from crumbling into a sobbing boogery mess.

“You don’t hate me after what you saw?”

He walked into the room, closing the door behind him.

He sat with his legs criss crossed and his hands in his lap. I waited patiently as he twiddled his fingers nervously, collecting his thoughts like I had seen him do so many times before.

“I don’t hate you… but I can’t say I’m not just a little confused. You don’t have to explain it to anyone else, but I rather you tell me what happened…” his voice trembled nervously, as if he expected me to snap at him.

I watched him carefully, letting my head rest on the window sill.

“I murdered my parents, Naruto. They were horrible people and deserved what came to them in the end. I have no regrets for ending their lives.” My voice was cold, curt.

He visibly winced, his head ducking a bit more.

“What about the rest…?”

“That wasn’t me at that point; it was Lucille.”

He nodded slowly, running his thumb over his bottom lip.

“Has she always been…around?”

“Yes.”

I let my eyes go back to the window, watching the setting sun from inside my little prison. Despite not being tied up anymore, I knew it would be better if I stayed here instead of dealing with confrontation with anyone outside this room. My mood had not risen since I left the table; only fell deeper and deeper into my own self induced depression.

There really is no getting out of this…

They’re going to return to Konoha and tell Papa that I’m a murderer. He’ll shame me, lock me up. Maybe even execute me…

The realization had me reeling, my fingers and toes clenching.

“Lucy…?”

I heard him but my mind was tripping over itself, running a mile a minute.

“No… I never had a chance… why?! I never had a chance to even try to have a normal life! I was an abomination since the beginning… God, why did you have to bring this back up?! I was going to forget it all!”

My voice was shrill; nothing could bring me back now. The train was derailing, off the tracks, crashing. I stood up suddenly, clenching the roots of my hair to the point my scalp burned.

“I just wanted to forget… wanted a chance to have friends, love, have a family. Now all of that’s gone; now I’m a murderer. They’re going to kill me now…”

I felt weight suddenly released from my back, my vectors slamming into the floor of my room. The second the window was smashed, I jumped out and into the forest. Though I was currently barefoot, I ignored the glass shards cutting into my feet and glided from tree to tree.

~Sister, what is this going to do for us?~

“Shut up! For once, just shut up and give me some peace of mind, Lucille!” I growled, scaring myself with how animalistic I sounded.

All I knew was that the walls in that room were suffocating me… I’m not meant to be cooped up like that.

Maybe Lucille was right… maybe it’s time for me to ditch the rat pack. At this point, living as a Rogue ninja isn’t the worst scenario. Rather live alone than have to face Papa… watch his face crumple when he watches me wrap a noose around my throat.

A shiver ran down my back, but I just ran deeper and deeper into the misty forest until I was sure that night had fallen upon me. The sky had dimmed from its gentle shades of orange of yellow to a dark purple hue.

I stopped next to a rocky spring, water trickling soothingly down a wall of brown marble rocks. Thinking, I must have ran for at least twenty minutes straight and I don’t sense anyone coming after me.

Either they’re giving me my space or don’t care enough to come after me; I hope it’s the first. Despite knowing from the get-go that nothing would ever be the same between me and my team mates after they saw my history; I couldn’t help but hope that they still cared about me enough to come after me if I were in trouble.

I think that shred of hope is the only thing keeping me from really running away, leaving them behind forever. The thought stung, but I chose to ignore it for now.

Sitting on the mossy ridge of the springs, I dipped my stinging feet into the pool of water and couldn’t help but be surprised by its comfortable warmth. You would think a lone stream of water would be absolutely freezing… maybe cleaning up will help clear my exhausted mind.

Feeling no presences around the area, I pulled the over large black shirt over my head and the sheer panties, leaving me completely nude. I didn’t hesitate to slip into the crystal clear pool, touching to mossy floor just enough to half cover my breasts.

God, this feels like heaven after everything that’s happened in the last couple days… if only I had a bar of soap to wash off all the sweat and grime that’s built up over all that time…

After a few minutes of standing there, getting used to the feel of the water in every crook and cranny of my body; I swam around in lazy strokes.

When suddenly my vector caught something that had been whipped at me while my back was turned.

I stood stock still, only moving to glance over my shoulder at the familiar man leaning against a tree. His arms were crossed casually, a perverse smirk underneath that mask of his.

“Well, look at what I’ve come across…”

“… Hello Zabuza”