SasuSaku Month 2014

Day 17-MONSTER

Since I've returned to the village, once the war was over, and Kaguya was sealed away, they have been giving me strange glares. They all know I'm a prisoner of the leaf. Walking through the changed streets made me uneasy, for I was in chains. Maybe is was where I belonged. I had done monstrous things that may have even cause the destruction of this village. I expect no one to hear an apology from me, nor do I want forgiveness from them. Naruto has obviously advanced far more then me, he is very respected with everyone. If I had grown up with a clear mind, I could have been the same. There's nothing I can do that will change the fact that I'm not behind bars, leaders of the world deciding whether or not I should be banished or executed. I sit on this stone cold bench, staring at the colder wall in front of me. The food on the tray the guards leave me is always untouched, until one of the nurses gives me a shot of needed vitamins. There are no visitors to see me, but there are two exceptions. Naruto comes first, during the evenings. He boasts about every good thing he's done, but also informs me that I have apparently missed while I was gone. What annoys me the most is he says that I'm still considered a genin, but I don't see him wearing that dumb green jacket. We bicker for awhile until leaves huffing and puffing, only to return the next day with something new to say. In the morning, she comes to visit me. Most of the time I'm sleeping, but she gently wakes me up with a sweet voice, and the smell of a fresh flower. It's the same flower she would always bring me whenever I ended up in a hospital bed. It was honestly the most refreshing thing to begin the day with. Apples were always something she'd bring, but these days she never peeled them. I ate them, they were always good. Like she picked them that morning. When I'm with her I begin to forget that I am this monster behind these bars. She treats me like anyone else, she ignores my cage. Her face is always the same, she's always happy. Once she leaves I grasp onto her visit as long as I possibly can, ignoring the ignorant guards watching me. Then I begin to feel it again, that feeling as if I'm a monster in a cage, because I am.