𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓. 𓃠 𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒐 𝒗𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔

Stutter: Chapter 8

The days had passed by, slowly catching up towards the dreaded 5th day.

"Are you ready {Y/N}?"

Quick raps sounded against her door in warning, before the silver haired ninja decided to open.
Not long after his chat, Kakashi chose to warn the girl a few days prior of the trial in hopes that she would have given him some sort of information, only to be left empty handed.

"{Y/N}?" Peering into the crack of the door the first thing he saw.
A sterling silver quipao lay on the floor boards accompanied by midnight black heels and a full row of porcelain based gauze. Tufts of gray fell in front of his uncovered eye "we talked about this,"
Slipping into the bedroom. There she sat 'staring' out the open window at the foot of her bed.

"You need to get ready, the Hokage is waiting and-"
"N-No..."
a tired sigh slipped past his lips. "{Y/N}." He warned "I-I s-s-said-d-d no." Turning herself slightly, the {H/C} haired girl looked towards her sensei in anger "I-I I'm not-not g-g-going-ing." Her eyes were open, but it was still an abyss of inky blackness. Something she had grown to hate.

"But today is the trial and you have to go."
"N-no I don't-t."
"Tell me {Y/N}." Kakashi countered. Finding a seat alongside her at the end of the bed the young man looked at her with hardened eyes

"what's stopping you from gong to that damn trial and stating your case hm? Because it makes no sense... Someone took your eyes and you're refusing to talk! As if you're protecting someone who doesn't give a damn about you! Wether you like it or not you were hurt!"

It was cold. Maybe that's what had made the jonin so silent, or maybe it was due to his burning anger that couldn't be put out like a single flame.

But he had to admit, it was getting cold.

. "Y-you don't-t-t kn-know any-anything-thing-ing."
Shards of ice crawled up the walls creating a dark twisted winter wonderland; "I ch-cho-chose to leave them be, because-because I c-c-care..."

The pinprick shards had now turned to spears pultruding from the floorboards and dancing onto her face "S-So don't- don't even th-think f-f-for a s-second that-that I-I don't." Crawling back into the bed, {Y/N} avoided Kakashi's surprised gaze.

"I-I'm n-no-not g-g-going Kakashi... a-and th-that's f-f-final-l."

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"What have I done..."

Packets of instant ramen littered the floor, as Naruto lay alongside them in his own sense of despair. At the top of the ceiling, was a blood-coated kunai that seemed to haunt him.

"I took her eyes..."

He wasn't able to sleep like he thought he would after the event that took place... instead he was bombarded by monsters in his dream.
Horrifying creatures ranging from different shapes, sizes, and color chasing him around in his head with blood covered teeth and terrifying screams, screams that sounded just like hers.

His only friend (if he could still call her that), now blind over a burning anger he held against her. No matter hat he did, her face always came back to haunt her.

The ways she begged and pleaded. The way she bowled in pain. The pain in her eyes when he told her: " you were born"

His knife, controlled by his hand dug into the sensitive organ with no remorse. Pulling and twisting until it lay next to her trembling figure on the ground.
The cracking laughter created by children. And he was one of them... who taunted and harassed someone that never bothered to hurt them... all she wanted, was a friend.

The guilt he felt, made Naruto's stomach lurch.
Cupping his hand over his lips. The fox boy ran towards the kitchen sink in hopes of making it, but with no avail.

Bits, pieces and strings of ramen flew from his lips into his hand and out onto the floor pooling around his feet creating a disgusting image.
Which is who he was, disgusting. Vile. Evil.

He didn't deserve a friend, he didn't even deserve to be loved. To the God that he wanted to grant his wishes of companionship, he soon prayed that he didn't, because he now understood why the God chose to let him feel the loneliness of the universe. Because that's all monsters like him deserves.

To be alone with no one to comfort you, to be able to scream at the top of your lungs for no one to hear you, to be able to drown in the darkest depths of the ocean only to have your lungs burn for air while you beg and plead for something, anything to eat you and rid you from this hell.

Falling to his knees, the only thing he could smell, was bile and spit that had erupted from his body, letting the hot tears fall...
He was alone and no one could tell him differently, because Naruto had no one.

But as he kneeled in the puddle of his own misery, a chilling thought had crawled out from the back of his mind.

'If {Y/N} is lonely and has no one by her side, does that make her a monster too?'

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Hey guys I know it's short... but I wanted to give you something since I've been an absolute dick and bitch for leaving you waiting. I'm honestly not proud of this chapter, but I am going to get better and back in the swing of things.♥️