Metal Teeth (Naruto fanfic)

Crab apples

How did I get myself into this? Me and team 7 were at the drunks house, everyone was avoiding me and it was starting to really piss me off. I was in me and Sakura's room, chewing on a small chunk of a sebon. I swear, those needles are like pocky to me. It's been a few days since the incident. I frowned at the experience, I don't know what got into me. It's like a just wanted to taste old flavors. The more I thought about it, the hungrier I got, and the more pissed I got. After silently fuming for a good ten minutes I threw my hands up into the air and decided to walk into the forest, let off some steam.
I walked out of the house and into the forest, towards the pond when I felt someone following me. I look back to see a black figure duck behind a tree. I groaned obnoxiously "Get out here duck ass, your not fooling anyone by hiding like a whack a mole." I see Sasuke appear with a large tick mark on his head. I scoffed, "Can you please explain why your stalking me when I'm trying to take a walk?"
"Why did you," he gulped a bit hard. Looks like he doesn't like this subject. "Eat people?" I knew this was going to come up eventually. But right now, I didn't want to talk about. I felt myself tempted to attack duck ass, and I decided that talking or any social interaction would set me off so I turned around and walked away. Sasugay wasn't haven it though, "Hey I'm talking to you!" I picked up the pace a bit faster, trying to control my breathing. When I heard the duck ass stupidly shout this time "Hey I'm talking to you!" And I heard him starting to run at me, so I said to myself, ahh fuck it bitch is going to die. So I turned around, cocked back my fist, ran at him, and slammed his neck agents my bicep. That little winey bitch doesn't deserve a real punch. Duck ass made a choking sound, then tried to wheeze a breath. Tch, weak. I threw him to the side. "You should of let me be asshat, now," a shadow covered my face as I looked down at the weak, and helpless pathetic excuse of a human. I turned and walked away, he reeked of revenge. "Wait..." I looked back to see duck ass trying to get up, and all I could think to myself then was, this mother fucker thinks he is all brave and nobal by picking a fight with me. When I look at him all I see is a ducks ass as hair and an ass with two eyes glued onto his face. Ugh, this loser is not even worth kicking down. I better just leave. So that's what I did, running to a nearby stream. Why dose he always pick a fight? Tch, idiot.
I stopped by the edge and looked down, I was expecting someone horrible, or maybe even a monster. But all I got was my face with my weirdly colored eyes. Why was one black, and the other
silver? This always confused me, but the thing that was really strange was my silver eye seemed, darker. Looking away I decided that some soda was in order. I took one out of my pouch, looking at the label less can, I have a whole 2 more rooms of this stuff at my basement. I sat down, feeling the grass beneath me. I went to pop open the tab when my gloves just got into the way. So I took of my right glove and threw it off to the side, sliding and rolling on the grass, then opened the soda. I took a huge gulp, satisfied with the addictive taste. I swear it's like drinking liquid metal. I finished my drink and started to eat the can. But for some reason I felt like I was eating through hard butter. This confused me. I looked at the can to see bite marks like usually but something was off. Looking closer the tip of my teeth marks were a bit, pointed. Then looking down at my hand I saw my normally long nails pointed and sharp, like claws. A knot formed at the pit of my stomach as I hauled myself up standing. I dragged my feet to the surface of the water and peered in. What I saw was me. I had my face, my hair, my nose, my strange eyes, and, my lips. I was afraid to smile, the thought scared me. Not to mention, my lips looked a little dead. A bit ashy and grey, why? I've always looked pale but looking at me now, it's like I haven't ate in a week. What the hell is wrong with me? I mentally slapped myself. Get it together, your afraid of a little smile? Your weak. So I pushed my fear aside and gave the biggest smile to myself.
What I saw horrified me. My teeth were getting pointy and sharp, leaning closer I saw my teeth covered in something. It looked like I dipped the tips of my teeth in silver. I stumbled back from my reflection, tripping onto my butt. What the hell. Why were my teeth changing? Not to mention I'm hungrier than before, dinner wasn't for another half a day. I'll have to look for food, I reached into one of my many pockets of my trench coat. I pulled out multiple bills. That is plenty enough so pulling myself together I decided to head to town.
What I saw made me want to hurl. People out on the streets hungry, and weary. Dressed in rags and torn clothes. The venders were bare except the few items here and there. It was disgusting. I looked all over town desperate for some form of meat but all I got were old fruit and stale bread. I was not going to eat that, call me a snob but the fruit looked deadly. Wrinkled and old, faded color and brown. There was a stench that was not pleasant, like old fish and rotting food. I went to turn and leave when out of the corner of my eye I saw someone approach me. I turned my head and my heart clenched in agony. There was a little girl, barely 6, waddling towards me. No, it was more like a skeleton with a face of a little girl. She was unnaturally pale and frail. I felt like if I touched her she would shatter like glass. She timidly yanked on my coat and looked up to me with dead brown eyes. "Excuse me miss." She said weakly, her voice was scratchy and rough. "Do you have... anything to spare?" She irrupted in a fit of coughs, painful to hear. A large lump formed in the back of my throat. I may be a dick sometimes, but I fall apart at someone as small and helpless just asking for a bit of food.
I held out my hand, "Here come with me kid, I'll buy you an apple." Her entire face lit up with joy, tears threatening to spill from her big doe eyes. "Thank you." She softly grabbed my rough leather gloves, a little bone hand so fragile and delicate. And we went across the dirty streets to an old vender. He looked up at me, "Care to buy anything?" He stated wearily. I nodded I pulled out a few bills and I saw happiness fill the old mans face as he happily accepted the bills. I grabbed a few apples and led the little girl to a old tree to sit under. We sat down and I handed her the apple. She cautiously took it, as if it were fake. She felt the wrinkles and bumps before taking a hesitant bite, she looked shocked then happy. She devoured the apple, as if it would disappear and never return. No piece of the apple was spared. I played with mine not really wanting to eat it. She looked at mine longingly, with the biggest puppy dog eyes I've ever seen. I couldn't resist for long as I sighed in defeat and gave up my apple. She happy took it, "Thank you so much miss..." I grunted, "Call me silver." She nodded and quickly started to devour the small wrinkled apple. "Hey squirt what's your name?" She looked up from happily munching on the crab apple. "My name is Kimi." "Huh, Kimi, a cute name for a cute girl." She blushed and looked away. "Thank you so much, I like your name as well Silver." I gave a small smile, "Where's your parents Kimi?" She looked down and tears threatened to spill. "Gatou killed them, I'm all alone." My heart stopped in its tracks, I had to control my trembling. A deep pit of fire lit up in my chest, spreading throughout my veins and body. No one, no one, should have their parents taken away. A deep burning anger was spreading, Gatou was good as dead. I looked over to Kimi to see her cowering in fear and I immediately calmed down. "Oh I'm sorry didn't mean to scare you, I won't do that again." She nodded and released a bit of tension in her shoulders. I got up and stretched, "Are you going?" She said sadly. I nodded, she looked down, "Well then, thank you for the food. Will I see you again?" She looked up and I stared in those big, brown, doe like spheres. They looked so helpless, they just want some hope. And hope they will get if I have anything to say about it. "Yes," she smiled a bit more, "will you come with me?" A spark lit up in her eyes, "Really I can come?" I nodded. Then she started to cry, I kneeled down and wiped away the salty tears with my rough leather glove. "Hey don't cry, your with me now squirt so cheer up." She nodded weakly. "Now lets go," I started to walk off when I felt a little tug hold me back. "Can I hold your hand?" Nodding I held out my hand. She shook her head. "No, your real hand." I stiffened up a bit, not really sure but one look at her face was all I needed to give in. So I took of my left hand glove and shoved it in my pocket. She looked at my long sharp nails not with fear, but appreciation. Taking my big hand with her small one I carefully wrapped mine around hers in a protective hug. And I lead her back to the drunks house.

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-Water Lilly