Naruto Fan Fiction:Between Good And Bad

Chapter 5:Why Do i have to suffer?

A/n I got bored and I doubt trey will update anytime soon so I'll update another chapter. So I hope you don't mind missing out on Karasu's brother much.

Enjoy.

Karasu's POV

Today Is going to either be fun and amusing or a complete waste of my time. It's the day before the Chunin exams and I have nothing to do, maybe I should just walk around. Maybe I can make my own amusement.

"Zaku do you wanna go to town with me", I ask my best friend innocently.
He groans about me being a pest but smiles all the same and goes to get his shoes on. I smirk at my victory and run into the kitchen to grab everything we need for a day on the town.

I fill two water bottles and grab four apples, three bananas, and a pineapple. I grabbed the apples for Zaku since I'm allergic and all the rest is for the monster in my belly. I call him Ueta, meaning starving, it suits him very well.

"Karasu come on I thought we were going to town", I hear Zaku yell from outside. I giggle and run out the door to my best friend, he turns to greet me. Not before snatching an apple from my pack of course.

"Hey, you have to pay for that", I say aggressively.

He replies with a cocky smirk," oh yeah? What do I owe yah?"
I jump onto his back and give him a huge nuggie and people all around us are looking at me like I belong in an insane asylum.
When I hop off his back i give him a goofy lopsided smile and say,"your debt is payed, now let's go explore!"

I here him mumble some incoherent words, but he follows me anyway, even though I have no clue where I am going.
As we pass a building I feel the major blood bag from before in there, or Gaara as they call him. I look at the building to see the sand siblings standing next the the window, all staring at a certain person.

And I think that person is me.

The Temari girl looks stiff and scared, drag queen looks intrigued, and Gaara looks blood thirsty. I can see him speaking five specific words to them and only those five.

'I'm going to kill her.'

I grin evilly at him and mouth back,' I'd like to see you try." his eyes show amusement and anger as he stares right at me, by now I've stopped walking and Zaku keeps poking me to see if I'm okay. He poked a certain spot on my side that made me squirm and smile.

"No way, you're ticklish", he asked as a rhetorical question and pokes my side again, causing me to step away from him. He smiles evilly and pounces on me, tickling my midsection, causing me to silently laugh. I wriggle all over the place and try to get him off me before he can use the air holes in his hands.
I was to late, he starts blowing air on my sides, knowing I'm immune to the sound waves. I laugh even harder and wiggle until I got free and ran for it.

I jumped on to the sand village team's house and started knocking over bins on the roof while laughing. Zaku being Zaku tripped over almost all the bins and ran right passed my hiding spot. Which happened to be the on sand nins couch.... inside the house.

The shinobi didn't notice at first until their sensei growled at me, slowly pulling out a kunai. I waved coyly and put a hand to my lips, signaling them to be quiet.

I see Zaku out on the street searching high and low for me, but never searched in the right place. I hear him groan with frustration and say something about Dosu killing him for not finding me. Trust me Zaku if he ever hurt you I would make sure he spits, pees ,and shits blood until he's as dry as a raisin.
If anyone hurt him they would suffer the most gruesome death I could ever imagine.

"why are you in here?"

I looked to the person who spoke and it turned out to be Temari, who held out her fan as if ready to attack. Drag Queen had his hand on his puppet and Gaara's gourd started to open.

"oh you know, I got bored decided I needed a break from my idiot team and my stupid fiancé", I say casually as I check out my nails thinking they are the most interesting thing in the world.
"You're engaged", Drag Queen asked as if he was shocked that a guy could fall for me. For the most part he's right not many men can stand to be in the same room as me, but I can be likable.... Right?

"Not by choice Drag Queen, my father thought it would be better if I had a husband to rule at my side once I take over the village", I say snarling, causing him and Temari to take a step back.

"My name is Kankuro not Drag queen", the puppeteer said sounding very frustrated. "I like Drag Queen better, after all what man wears make u-", I was cut off by the red head with the demon. Not that I like it when people do that, actually I killed someone for doing that, but I'll let this slide because we were getting way off topic.

"We do not care about you life problems. Leave now and maybe my sand won't kill you", Gaara state monotonously while letting his sand spill to the floor.

I grin at him and shake my head," how cute, you honestly think you can kill me with your... Blood... Soaked.... Sand?"
I say the last part with so much blood lust and desire, I bend down and take a handful of it in my hand. Slowly inhaling, I can feel my eyes turn completely black as the sinister grin comes to my face.

With a wave of Gaara's hand the sand lunges in my direction, but stops centimeters away from my face and slowly goes around me.
Everyone is shocked and it looks like Gaara is struggling to control the sand.

Suddenly the sand drops to the floor and slinks over to Gaara as if wounded and I feel my eyes turn to normal.

"Oh gosh I am so sorry, I didn't mean- I should go", I say quickly and jump out the window towards our temporary living quarters. It always ends badly when I try to make friends, why can't I be normal and not have this.... Thing inside of me. Maybe that's why Dad set me up with Dosu, knowing I would never find a man on my own.

I walk into my house hearing screaming and smashing, I run up the stairs to see Dosu yelling at Zaku who is pinned to the wall by the neck.
"What do you think you are doing", I scream at the two of them, cutting Dosu off in the middle of a very bad curse word that I am not allowed to say due to my age.
Dosu suddenly dropped Zaku and stalked his way over to me, growling furiously. My fiancé stops right in front of me, staring me right in the eye, searching for something. I just don't know what it is.

"where were you", he asks lowly.

"I was out exploring, it was the only thing I could do to get away from your crap", I growl, letting my fangs show. He snarls at me and raises his fist. He brought it down quickly and I let it happen, I let him hit me over and over again. Zaku was held back by Terro and Yoma so he couldn't come to my aid.

I didn't want him to stop Dosu, I wanted to be hit. It was the only way I felt human. Soon I was pushed to the ground and kicked repeatedly in the stomach and face. It didn't really hurt that much, it felt like a five year old trying to kick a football.

Being beat up reminded me of a time when I had happiness but then it was ripped away from me. It reminded of my brother and my mother, I wondered what happened to them.

Suddenly Dosu took out a kunai from his pouch and bent down to where he and I were almost level.
"This is for making me worry", he said as he grabbed my wrist and started cutting long lines into my skin all the way up my arm. I growl in pain and bite my lip until it too started to bleed.

Once he was done I was almost unconscious from blood loss and left to lay on the floor. Eventually Zaku came and picked me up so he could take me to a bed or couch. Once he sets me down I could feel the world slowly getting dark, my vision becoming fuzzier. Until I couldn't see, hear, or feel anything.

It was like floating on a cloud.

A/n I don't exactly like the last part, I'll fix it later. Hope you liked it.