Revenge Hungry Cannibal

Chapter 5

I found myself staring back up at my relatively blank ceiling. I counted every bump, over and over again, trying to disassociate myself from... well... everything. It's been 24 hours already and there's no sign of Naruto or Sasuke. When Kakashi found the kunai that had hit the tree, and the net now strewn across the ground, I didn't want to believe it. I didn't want to look at this scene and say that that was what had happened. I didn't want to believe it, but I had no evidence suggesting otherwise. All the evidence we found pointed right towards it, right at the one conclusion nobody liked.

That Naruto had cut Sasuke down and become a rogue ninja.

Sure, many theories still pop up. What if Naruto was pressured? What if he didn't go rogue, but cut Sasuke down and was eaten? What if Sasuke had freed himself and Naruto had thrown the kunai in self defense?

Still, there was evidence against all of these. In some of the places Tsunade believes that Sasuke had been, there were bones left behind. Bones weren't found anywhere within a certain radius of where we were. And the way the net was cut, there was no way Sasuke in his wendigo state would be able to cut it that way. Maybe if he were human, but now? No possibility.

But towards the possibility of Naruto having been pressured into doing it, there was no evidence to suggest otherwise. The only evidence was that Naruto had wanted Sasuke to come back to Konoha for the entirety of the two and a half years we spent apart. He wouldn't just become a rogue ninja for Sasuke, would he?

I can still remember how the tears threatened to spill as Tsunade told us the situation most likely. I wanted to fight, shout, yell, scream that she wasn't right, that they weren't right, that they were all misjudging Naruto. Yet I said nothing. I held back my tears and nodded quietly, faking to agree with Lady Tsunade. She was Hokage now, I couldn't fight with her. The only ones who could do that were the village elders, and Lady Tsunade barely ever listens to them anyways. There was nothing that I could have done, could have said to make her think differently. We were both looking at the same evidence, same story, we all knew the same things about what had happened. We woke up when Sai arrived with Anbu and found Sasuke cut down from the rope, Naruto missing, and a kunai wedged into a nearby tree, one that was confirmed to have cut through the net through multiple recreations of the event.

But I feel that no one is worried about Naruto. The villagers most definitely aren't. They're probably glad that 'monster' is gone. Everyone is probably more worried about the fact Sasuke, a now cannibalistic immortal mythical creature was on the loose. And as far as we knew, nobody could control him. He would go around, devouring people until we all died off. And that thought scared me, the thought of the horrifying monster in which I had once seen, crouched above me and tearing me apart with its teeth. And the screams, oh the screams. The screams of people it killed, the screams of its wendigo form expressing something, and his own screams, probably screaming or begging for help. Or, perhaps his own pride and stubbornness would keep him from crying out in pain, maybe he would just quietly suffer like he always has.

Damnit. The thoughts of old team seven pricked tears at my emerald eyes once more. We all ignored Sasuke. We should have helped him. Had we been so stupid as to not look at the recently massacre of the Uchihas and him as the only survivor, had we been so obsessed with his outside persona to really think about him? I used to always think that I was smart and talented, but all along, I was so obsessed with his looks, that I completely pushed aside how he might be feeling inside. I was neck-deep in 'love' with the man that I was completely oblivious to how he was feeling, what he was thinking. I mean Jesus I've been on a team full of people who have nothing, while I have everything. I know I'm smart, but Kakashi Sensei's name should have clicked and I should have realized his parents were gone. Not for one second did any of the Genin on team 7 think that Kakashi Sensei was suffering on the inside. I mean, he hid it so well. He smiled and joked and acted like everything was fine. But now, I realize it wasn't. Sasuke had everything in the beginning, before it came crashing down. None of us noticed. Out of all the fangirls the boy gained, no one really thought to think that maybe he didn't need someone to love, maybe he needed someone to confide in. Maybe all he wanted was to be left alone, and yet none of us realized it. We all just wanted so much to get in his pants that we never looked past his handsome looks, we never looked at Sasuke. Back then, I hated Naruto, despised him even. I had noticed a lot of the villagers did too and I thought I wasn't alone. Back then I just wanted to be alone with Sasuke, and he wanted to be alone with me. I hated it. Back then, I wanted Naruto to disappear. Well look Sakura, you got what you wanted. Are you happy now?