Life is Life

It hurts

When we finally made it to the driveway that lead to the woods Gaara turned on his camera, he took pictures of the trees and house when we got close enough. It's funny I'm doing this for multiply reasons one being, this looks like a scary movie and I am scared of those movies. I am also scared of ghosts. My armpits were starting to sweat the closer we get, maybe I can just make my mind go blank. That would be awesome.

There was no door to the house, it was a big two story run down log cabin, going upstairs would be dangerous the wood is probably very rotten. Gaara walked behind all of us and I walked in the middle of both Sasuke and Neji.

There was writing on the walls, symbols and words. Everything was covered with spray paint. I looked at the walls and the words, Sasuke and the others were doing the same.

I could hear Gaara going back and forth between rooms and talking quietly with Neji.

"This place isn't that bad" I said.

Sasuke nodded his head and continued looking at the walls, it was filled with paint of all colors all together is looked really cool. Well it doesn't seem that bad here, I'll look around.

I left the main room and entered what appears to be a kitchen, the cabinets were smashed, there was a table in the center it looked very old but it had incredible carvings in it. Patterns and lines it looked, familiar. I have seen these designs somewhere.

This place doesn't look scary at all if anything it looks like a place people have parties. I looked around the corner and there stood the stairs. They look decent I wonder what's upstairs. Ya like I would ever go up there.

I walked back into the kitchen, I turned the corner and tripped on an old board that was sticking up. I closed my eyes how did I not see this before? I felt myself falling and put my hands out to stop myself when I reached the ground.

My hands hit something, not the ground. I opened my eyes and looked up, "Thanks" I said, Sasuke nodded his head and smirked at me. "What!?" I yelled, the bastard.

"Why are you always falling?" he calmly asked me, his smirk still present on his smug face.

"Well why are you always there? Hmmm. What are you following me or something?" I yelled and smiled, his face never changed. He's going to say something.

I quickly walked past him and back into the room, Gaara was in my way when I rounded the corner luckily I saw him.

"This place is very interesting" Gaara said, Neji and Sasuke both came out of the kitchen. When did Neji walk into the kitchen.

"Yeah it is although it looks like a place people hang out at, nothing haunted" I said Gaara nodded.

"Actually, I saw something I wanted to ask you about" Gaara said, I looked at him confused, Sasuke and Neji did the same.

We walked over to the wall closest to the door, this one had the most on it, designs the same ones from the table. The spray paint was all sorts of colors and it almost looked like a professional artist did it, it was amazing.

Gaara pointed to a small blurb of writing on the wall it was a small signature, Gaara stepped back and put the camera on me. I walked over to the small signature so I could read it, Deidara Uzumaki. What, why? I moved closer to it, it said it. It says Deidara. This is Deidaras handwriting. This is his art, the table it looked familiar because it's his.

My head hurts, my stomach hurts, my heart, it all hurts. I backed away and looked at the room I was standing in, he was here he stood here he drew his art here. I could see them asking questions but I can't reply, I'm stuck.

"Naruto" I look into Sasukes eyes, his hands on my shoulders. My eyes are watering, I'm sad. "Whats wrong" Sasuke carefully asked, his voice was soft and his eyes showed concern, but my eyes held sadness and longing. I want to hug Sasuke, but I can't.

"Who is that?" he asked, I can tell him. I can. But not now,

"I think I want to go home" My words flowed out of my mouth but it didn't feel like I was talking, I do want to go home.

Sasuke nodded "I'll walk you" He nodded at Neji and Gaara and he guided me out of the room. How strange, I don't think I could've had a worse idea. Coming here was a mistake and now, I'm going to have to face this, for real this time.

Sasuke held my hand when we got farther away from the house, I wonder if Gaara is recording this I wonder if he's behind us. I wonder why I don't care that much. Thinking of history and the past thinking of the memories.

I closed my eyes, for the first time in a long time I saw him, the long blonde hair, the sad blue eyes, the dead smile. Deidara Uzumaki, my older brother. My presumed dead older brother.