Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Always A Secret ❯ Seeing Black ( Chapter 4 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Narumi felt like crawling under a rock.
Her mother was screaming for her to get out of the shower, but she ignored her. Even after the water ran cold, she stayed, her body getting goosebumps from the cold.
Even so, as cold as the water was, it didn’t seem to register in her mind. Her mind was spinning with so many thoughts; it was as if these very thoughts sucked the life from her.
Her sister was marrying a rich brat whose brother was the world’s evilest pervert. Her mother hated her boyfriend and wanted nothing to do with her choices in life. Her dad was so devastated by something, she never saw him around.
Everything seemed to fall apart when she told her secret.
Everything fell apart when they stepped into this house.
“Why Sakura? Why him? Why now? Why ever?”
A fist pounded on the bathroom door, but Narumi scarcely moved.
“So help me God Narumi Kyuro Haruno! If you don’t get your ass out of that shower!”
Narumi tuned her out, sliding down to the shower floor where she curled up in a ball, hoping to shut out her existence.

“I’m so sorry we’re late! I had to drag this one out of the shower!” Iruka jerked Narumi over to her, “I really do apologize!”
They arrived at the famous Pas De Chat, a new restaurant that had just opened in town. Iruka, dressed in a plain white dress had Narumi seized by the upper arm, who wore a draping full-length gown of fir engine red. Sakura looked at them in mortification, wearing a spaghetti-strap dress of pale pink.
Narumi jerked out of her grip, ignoring the red mark the grip left, “She may be, but I’m not. I didn’t even want to come. I will behave accordingly.”
“Fair enough, “Itachi smirked at her, “After you ladies.”
Narumi gave him a hard glance before moving towards the door. As she came through the entranceway, a hand smoothed over her behind. Narumi bit her tongue, not wanting to cause a scene.
The restaurant was just as elegant on the inside as it was on the outside. I was dimmed for the mood and what little light came through went through the crystal chandeliers.
Everyone there was dressed for the occasion, enjoying themselves while not breaking the spell with loud talking.
“Our seats are over there, “Itachi pointed at a secluded corner spaced a little more from the other tables, “I hope you don’t mind to privacy.”
“It’s perfect,” Sakura held onto Sasuke’s arm, ‘I just love it!”
“Then shall we have this place for our reception?”
“Yes!”“Then it shall be.”
Sakura hugged him passionately. Narumi gagged loudly, getting stares.
Iruka shot her a nasty look, “Do not embarrass me!”
Narumi looked at her Mother with the iciest look she could muster, “When don’t I embarrass you Mother? I am so childish, so plain; I will never be like Sakura. But instead of blaming me, why don’t you blame the person that raised me?”
Iruka’s face fell.
“Narumi…..that was cold…” Sakura held a disappointed frown.
Narumi was disappointed with herself as well, but said nothing.
Sasuke, to break the tension, finished leading them to the table. Grudgingly, Narumi sat next to Sasuke and Sakura, away from her Mother and the pervert.
“Well now, aren’t we comfy?” Itachi smiled, “No family arguments to get out of the way?”
“Fuck you.”
“Narumi!” Sakura’s eyes widened, “Enough of this!”
“It’s okay; she’s a very opinionated girl.”
“And you’re very handsy, you know that right?” Narumi glared at him, “Getting your kicks by touching little girls.”
Itachi’s smile faltered a bit, “My, My…..”
Iruka reached over and slapped her. Narumi, in one quick movement, threw water in her face.
“Stop it, Stop it, STOP IT!” Sakura stood up, “We just got here and you’re at each other’s throats! Mother! That was your own child you hit! Narumi, you apologize to Itachi right now! How dare you accuse him of such things!?”
“Sakura…you have to believe me!”
Sakura grabbed her sister and pulled her close, away from the others.
“If this is true, then save it! I will look into it later! For now, be quite! Most of Sasuke’s associates eat here! I can’t allow any scandal to reach their ears. Anything associated with him is associated with the Haruno’s, got it?”
Narumi looked at her sister. Her eyes were unusually bright and her skin was paler than usual. She looked ill.
“Can I get you anything right now? Coffee? Water?”
The waiter had arrived, surveying the scene with keen interest. Itachi snapped, beckoning the waiter to his side. He whispered something him, twirling his finger as to mean something was for all of them.
“Of course!”
The waiter rushed away, leaving the people to their silence. Before another thing was said, a cellphone rang the ringtone “Helena” by My Chemical Romance.
Narumi picked it up, ignoring the groans from her mother.
“Hello?”
“Hey babe, what going on?”
“Nothing much. Trapped in dinner with the future in-lows.”
“I couldn’t have come?” Gaara’s voice was now of mocked hurt.
“Mother wouldn’t approve.”
Iruka glared at her daughter, wondering why she had to be such a brat.
“Want to come over tomorrow? Temari misses you already. I think she misses the girl company.”
Narumi laughed, “What? A smart-alecky brat like me?”
“Well yeah. Temari says she was like that at your age. It’s like going back in time.”
“She makes me feel ages younger!”
Gaara laughed, “So how about it?”
“Sure, why not? What do you want to do?”
“Um…..I’ll decide by tomorrow. If you have any ideas, just tell me.”
“Will do.”
“I guess I should let you go or the rich will pounce.”
“A good idea.”
“Stay foxy. Love you.”
“I love you too. Bye.”
Narumi hung up her phone, ignoring the dirty looks she got from other tables.
“Boyfriend?”
“Go to hell Itachi.”
“Will you ever tell me anything except obscenities?”
“When you become more than an asshole, yes.”
“Don’t you know you’re supposed to be kind to elders little girl? You don’t seem to be kind to anyone; not even your mother.”
“I respect my mother as she respects me. As to the two of you, I trust you as far as I can throw you.”
“And why is that? Prejudice?”
“You make me sick. If your brother is anything like you, I don’t want her marrying my sister.”
“You cannot make my decisions for me Narumi. I love Sasuke, and he loves me.”
“I will not make any decisions for you, but only accept your choices. As long as you are happy and well, I will not interfere.”
“You will not interfere in the happiness of your sister for any reason -”
“Stop with the lecturing mother, you know we’ll only argue again.”
The waiter came over and placed the drinks in front of them, smiling anxiously, as if he couldn’t get away soon enough.
Poor guy I know how he feels, Narumi thought.
“We’ll call you if we need any other assistance.” Sakura gave him ten dollars and a dazzling smile, “Thank you.”
Bowing, the waiter quickly scuttled away.
Sasuke lifted his glass, “To new beginnings.”
Everyone lifted their glasses, “To new beginnings.”
Narumi looked at the drink. It was a bright green concoction with white foam on the top. It looked like something they would serve on cruise ships. She took a sip. It tasted like limes with a fruit punch twist.
“So, the wedding is in five days. Are you excited Sakura?” Iruka’s eyes were sparkling. “I remember my wedding day. I was so excited, I could barely stand!”
Narumi frowned and drank more, wishing that she had a mother to ask her such questions.
“Yes, it’s all I’ve been thinking about for years.” Sakura reached out and touched Sasuke’s hand, “I can’t wait.”
“I’m so glad. I wish…I wish Kakashi were here to share this moment. His little girl getting married!”
Narumi felt a pang and looked away. It was as if she didn’t exist.
“…fortunate…meant….so…magic… ”
Narumi looked back, puzzled at the sound of Sakura’s voice. She was looking okay, but her voice seemed to fade into mute, replaced by ghastly noises.
Narumi tried to speak, but her mouth felt as if it were filled with lead cotton. She didn’t know if she was speaking or not, but hoped that someone would notice her.
Itachi gave a glance in her direction, smiled, then turned back to the conversation.
Bastard, she thought. Her eyesight was the next thing to go. All of the colors seemed to warp and fuse, a rainbow of color dancing through her mind.
What’s going on, she thought. What’s happening to me?
The colors swirled and danced then suddenly faded into darkness. Narumi felt her body go limp and everything else go with it.

“Narumi!” Sakura sprang up, but Itachi pushed her back down.
The other diners looked absolutely murderous, but they were, of course, ignored.
“The poor girl. With all that’s happened today, she must be exhausted. I’ll take her to the hospital and have her checked over.”
“You don’t have to do that. I’ll drop her off home; she just needs a nap.” Iruka went to get up, but Sasuke raised his hand in objection.
“It is no trouble; I wouldn’t mind it in the least.”
Sasuke picked up the unconscious girl and proceeded to carry her out of the restaurant through a door just next to their table.

Narumi felt as though she were falling through dense air. Her body felt all fuzzed out and her mind felt as if it were filled with water.
She could hear or see nothing clear, only vague objects through a dark haze.
“…ah…...ba…...az…...mu…” ;
Someone was speaking, but she didn’t know who. All she could focus on was the sharp aching between her thighs and her slow decent back into reality.
A dark room came into view; a room that didn’t look at all familiar. The faint smell of bleach was present in the air and the soft sound of bedsprings creaking penetrated her ears.
“…coming back now? Good. I didn’t want to leave you here. Easy prey for others.”
Narumi turned to the voice, squinting to see who the person was.
“You should be okay in a few hours. I didn’t want it to be too strong, but I guess it couldn’t be helped.”
That voice.
Sasuke.
The fuzziness suddenly cleared, driven away by hatred.
It was indeed Sasuke.
And he was zipping up his pants.
“Where…...where the hell…”
“You’re Mother won’t expect you home until morning, so you don’t have to go directly home. I think we could really grow to like each other. Do you think so? You’re such a pretty girl; I’d be a shame if that beauty went to waste.”
Narumi’s sense began to wake up, slowly be surely.
At the same time, reality was becoming just as clear.
She saw that she was in a hotel room, a cheap hotel room at that. Nothing in the room seemed to have been in use for years.
When she got up, she felt that her top was loose. Reaching back to secure it, she felt that her gown wasn’t there.
Narumi wanted to scream, but nothing came out. She chose to cover herself with the bedspread, clinging onto the cloth for dear life.
“I have seen all of you, so there is no need to hide.” Sasuke buttoned up the last buttons on his shirt and donned his suit coat, “Do not be surprised if I call upon you again. I have chosen you as my new mistress.”
Narumi was so numb; she couldn’t have answered even if she wanted to.
“Don’t worry; I’m sure Sakura won’t mind. But I think she would mind if I tarry. Until tomorrow Narumi, we retrieve the dresses for the Bridal party.”
Silence.
“Oh, and don’t even think of telling anyone. You know how’d that go down. You’d only end up like Ino…this time around though, you have a sister that‘ll hate you. To think you‘d try to steal me away from her. How wicked of you.”
Silence.
Smirking, Sasuke got up and exited the room.
Narumi was alone.

The dress felt like sackcloth, but she said nothing.
It didn’t matter.
Her sister’s smile was like a thousand knives going through her chest.
“You look beautiful Narumi…..if only you’d smile.”
Narumi strained to smile, but it came out convincing. Sakura gushed to the consultant while her mother scrutinized the dress. Itachi was next door getting the tuxes while Sasuke sat back and watched everything.
Narumi could barely feel her body.
It was as if she were just a part of the air.
“You look absolutely lovely my dear,” Sasuke winked, “Stunning.”
“Not even half as stunning as your bride will be!” chirped Iruka
Narumi said nothing.