Paranoia || Naruto Uzumaki ||

Paranoia || Naruto Uzumaki || Chapter 10

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Kabuto was at the door before the UPS delivery guy had made it up the steps. He glared coolly at the offender as he set a box down at Kabuto's feet.

"You're late."

"I have a package for Mr. Yakushi," the man in brown said, holding out a device to sign.

"When I pay the extra fee for overnight shipping, I expect my package to arrive on time," Kabuto neatly added his signature to the dotted line, shoving the device back into the guy's hands.

"Have a good night sir."

Kabuto slammed the door in his face.

He walked back into his study placing the box at the foot of his desk. He already had a place where his new iMac would go. He spared no expense when making his purchase. With a 27-in screen and a low reflection, he was sure to have the best display money could buy. He got to work setting up the new computer, his hands steady though his stomach twisted with anticipation.

Tonight was the night.

Kabuto had returned to Melanie's house earlier in the day, while she was on her shift at Space Jam. He had replaced his eleven-year-old cameras with state-of-the-art all-purpose cameras. These cameras included high definition resolution, incredible range to pick up sound and even moved in any direction he wanted. He placed them strategically around her room, bathroom and other rooms of the house suited to his purposes.

She wouldn't be able to sneeze without Kabuto knowing.

Setting up the computer took no time. Kabuto eagerly downloaded the spyware software and connected to the cameras. Seven different screens around Kabuto also started up, each portraying a different room. On his newest screen was Melanie's bedroom. Movement from the corner of his eye had his attention focusing on camera number eight. Melanie was unlocking her front door.

3:03pm right on time.

Kabuto watched as Melanie placed her keys on a hook at the end of the hall. She kicked off her shoes leaving them haphazardly in the middle of the hallway. He switched over to camera six as she walked into kitchen. He zoomed in the camera a bit to catch the name of the cereal she was pouring into a bowl and the kind of milk she liked. He panned back out as Melanie hopped onto the counter to eat her meal, absentmindedly swinging her legs back and forth.

Kabuto watched as Melanie's parents came into the kitchen and conversed with their daughter about her day. Kabuto found it impossible to drag his eyes away from Melanie's lips as she talked about all the customers she encountered in between bites of cereal. Her tongue darted out to catch stray drops of milk causing Kabuto to shift in his seat. He cleared his throat not expecting such a reaction from such a simple action.

His eyes darted between screens as Melanie made her way to her bedroom. His gaze finally settled on the newest, biggest screen eagerly drinking in the sight before him. One, two, three, clicks and the camera zoomed in closer, now solely focused Melanie discarding her Space Jam uniform. His pulse quickened as she reached for the hem of her shirt. The smooth, tan skin of her stomach was revealed as the shirt rose higher. It was as if she was moving in slow motion, torturing him with each centimeter raised.

"Melanie, there's someone at the door for you." Melanie's mom's voice cut through his trance, coming from the audio of camera seven. Kabuto jumped back from the screen he had unknowingly leaned closer to. Melanie dropped her shirt back down and headed out the door. Kabuto beat her to the living room eyes narrowing at the sight of blonde hair and an obnoxious orange jumpsuit.