The Memory Keeper (Naruto Fanfic)

Chapter Twenty Six- The Final Day

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Welcome to chapter twenty six. Please enjoy it :D I worked hard on it! It's the second to last chapter! The end is nigh! xD Song is 'Move' by Thousand Foot Krutch. Thanks, Lainjukinjs! (:

DISCLAIMER: I no own Naruto (x 
WARNINGS: Blood, cussing, and torture.

Anything in bold is important or with emphasis. 
This is what memories look like. 
This is what thoughts look like. 
'This is what song lyrics look like.'

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'Can you hear me?
Stop, look, listen to my voice
It was never my choice to feel all alone
This is my home
Back up, you don't know
if you've never been here
You've never been to the
place inside, I face my fears
It takes everything I am.'

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THREE AND A HALF WEEKS INTO KIMI'S TRAINING.

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"Good job, gaki," Tonbo mumbles, taking a drag from the cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth. "Specially with the way you snapped the bone in his arm clean in two. Nice, even break. I like it when that happens."

I nod. "Arigato, Tonbo-sensei." He waves his hand in a dismissive manner, the other reaching up to grab his cigarette and flick the ashes into a trashcan. For a brief moment, he looks like he's about to say something else, but the door to the observation room is opened and Ibiki enters. Tonbo doesn't do much, just lifts his cigarette back to his lips. I face Ibiki almost expectantly, waiting for his judgement. I got to do most of the work this time, with Ibiki being the only one in the room with me. Even then, he only spoke a few times through out the entire process (an entire hour, which would have been longer if I hadn't gone out on a limb and broken my victim's arm). Now, I was awaiting his judgment. Did I do good, or was I horrible and not fit to be part of the team?

I stand from the metal chair I had been sitting in. "Ibiki-sama? How...did I do?"

Ibiki eyes me carefully. After a moment of silence, in which my heart thuds heavily in my chest. Then he opens his mouth. "You did near-perfect. Tonbo, with me. You may return to your room."

I nod, feeling nerves coil in my stomach. That wasn't exactly what I was expecting to hear, but if that's what he was giving me then that's what I'd deal with. And by telling me that I may return to my room he meant that's what I was being ordered to do. So I step past them, turning left and heading down the hallway. I reach my room quickly, and once I do I flop down on the bed. My room was relatively small, with a twin sized bed and a dresser against the far wall. No windows. There was nothing else, and no personal additions.

It was getting pretty late in the evening, around nine at night. I had eaten before the interrogation, so I wasn't hungry. I only wanted to sleep, but I still had to take the medicine Tsunade-sama gave me. Thankfully I'd only have a little bit longer of the stuff before I would hopefully get different, better tasting medicine. So I sit back up, albeit grudgingly. I get the medicine I needed to take- the salve, a pill, and one particularly disgusting liquid that was thick, green, and foul smelling. I take the pill quickly and chase it with the liquid. It leaves my mouth tingling, but I move on. I remove my gloves and dip my hand into the salve. It was actually pretty bearable. It smelled of peppermints and sage, it didn't leave behind any residue, and it made any pain I felt fade away. The other medicines did have an effect, it was true, but they didn't act as quickly.

Once I'm done, I put my gloves back on and put the medicine away. Then I kick my shoes off and fall back onto my bed, not even bothering to get under the covers. So I just reach up with one hand, flick the light switch off, and let my hand drop back to my side. After that, I just look up at the ceiling. I couldn't really see because there was no light, not even from underneath the bottom of the door, but I kept my eyes open. Sometimes it was nice just to relax and think of nothing, which was extremely hard for me. Eventually, though, I'm pulled into sleep.