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Tuesday, July 17, 2007


a very short sad fanfic. btw the narrator is naruto
It was just like any other day...just any other normal, boring day. We never even saw it coming. We told ourselves, that amongst all the other students, we'd never follow that ridiculous trend. Ridiculous, indeed- suicide, a trend? None of us could hardly believe it. When I was walking with them, that day, with Ino, Shikamaru, Chouji, Lee, Tenten, Neji, Sakura, Shino, Kiba, Hinata, Kakashi-senpai, Gaara, and Temari, I looked at each and every one of them, with out any thought of suspicion. No way, I said to myself. And then, we'd joke about it together, like it was the most funniest thing. And the whole time, I never saw him sitting there, so seriously, so...I never realized until later, that his glowing, brooding eyes were so full of...was it despair, or anger? I really can't tell.



No, I really, truly had no idea. We were all laughing about it...I get angry when I remember how we laughed. I think the guilt in that is one of the emotions, one of the memories that will never fade. And all that time, we were probably encouraging him; egging him on as he was battling his decision in his head. Yeah, it's the guilt that got to me. That day, I was dealing with little frustrations of my own; I barely had spoken a word or noticed him, even though, I knew he had a crush on me. But that day, I wasn't thinking of him at all. None of us really were.



That's why none of us noticed when he left. He slipped away quietly, just like he always did- and even when the bell rang, we didn't look for him or call his name. And then, as we walked along the hot sidewalk, towards the main doors to go back to class, a chill went up my spine, but I ignored it- until, the reason of that chill decided he wasn't going to be ignored anymore.



He landed right in front of me. Blood splattering violently; some on the others, but mostly on me- covering my face, white shirt, everything. And even though I could see so much blood, I could also still see his eyes- his wide open aqua eyes, watering, as though he'd been crying right before. I fell to my knees, like others, in shock. And that's when I whispered his name, my voice laced in guilt and sorrow and shock and anger.
Gaara.

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