Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Naruto: Water ❯ Chapter 1 Despair of an only child ( Chapter 1 )
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By: SDI Hypervelocity 
Konohamaru finds an unlikely hero
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.26.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 371 | Status: Completed
Konohamaru finds an unlikely hero
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.26.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 371 | Status: Completed
Chapter 1: Despair of an only child
‘I can’t be sad, I don’t have time to be sad….’
Or at lest that’s what Konohamaru kept telling himself, he found himself repeating it over and over. Every time he stopped working the death of his grandfather seemed to work itself in to his mind. Whether it was a one minute or an hour it came with out failure, and Konohamaru pushed it back.
Any sad feelings or something as a result of his grandfather’s death was repressed by force and something to keep his mind on. The only thing that seemed sufficient was work, and their was plenty of it to be done. So he worked, and worked, and worked. Every chance he got, every second he could just so he could keep telling himself those words.
Work was working, he almost found himself happy when doing labor, something he could focus on and nothing else. And it felt good to be helping out.
Now mostly everyone was taking a break for lunch or so, Konohamaru on the other hand was still working. Now he was working on repairing a roof, his own to be exact. He was the only living relative of the Hokage, he of course had his own place. But there were countless holes in the roof from god knows what attack.
It was dangerous to stand on because there was barely a place to stand, It could fall through at any moment. Making Konohamaru very glad that his room was on the first floor not the second. Now that he looked at it, the house seemed too big for him. Just looking in to the empty home gave him a sense of loneliness, one person in this place.
‘Stop thinking! Stop Thinking!’ Konohamaru shouted to himself, lining a board over a few holes. This was especially hard for Konohamaru, it took work just getting the boards up to the roof, they were so long that they made him fall back just holding it over his head. It was imposable to keep himself balanced while lifting them on to the roof.
He wasn’t complaining, the harder the work the longer it took and the more it occupied his mind. He current thoughts were trying to figure out an easier way to get the wood on to the roof.
With a hammer in his hand, he pounded a nail in to the wood, pushing it all the way in with a few more hits. Wiping his forehead he looked to the left at what he’d done so far, he got about 6 boards laid. Looking at the roof he had at lest 20 more to do, this would take awhile. When he turned to get more boards he found that his legs protested with the pulsing pain of worn out muscles. At first he was able to ignore it, but when he tried to move it quickly got worse.
He was forced to stop and rest, he sat down, stretching his legs and rubbing them with both hands. “Ow….all man.” Konohamaru sighed, he stared down at his aching appendages, then he looked around at the town around him. That’s when he started to think, and there was nothing he could do to stop himself from doing so.
‘I can’t think about this now, there’s to much to do, it’s not going to get done by itself…..’ His eye lids dropped in to a saddened look and a small frown made his way across his lips. ’Why did he have to die….He was….the only person I really had. What am I going to do now?’ Konohamaru sighed, looking down toward the street in front of his house, It seemed to be completely empty, everyone was either inside or elsewhere. Only one person wondered through the path.
Konohamaru laid back looking toward the sky. But his view was suddenly obstructed when the wood under him fell through. “WHAAAAA!!” The board didn’t break completely, it just caved in at the center. Konohamaru fell through in a very awkward position, his head was the first thing to break through the damaged wood under of the roof under the board.
Finally after what seemed like an eternity, Konohamaru hit the ground, landing painfully on the top his head and leaving an imprint on the ground. “Aww...oww.” Weak groans escaped form Konohamaru as he held his head. He opened his eyes and found that he couldn’t see strait, his eyes couldn’t even focus right now.
That was the lest of his worries he didn’t care about his eyes, it was the pain coming from his head, and the fact that somewhere a long the way a large chunk of wood had found it’s way in and he didn’t know how deep it went in. He couldn’t even think to try and remove it, it hurt to much right now.
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Sasuke had just gotten back from the forest surrounding the village where he was training for the good part of 5 hours. He did more thinking then actual training, and it was obvious that he couldn’t live with his current strength. ‘Damnit Naruto…’ To think that Naruto could beat Gaara--and he couldn’t.
Just the thought of it pushed him to train harder, too many questions run through his mind. Most of them falling into How. Like How did Naruto create all of those clones of himself? When did he build his Chakra to that level? And even when he reached his limit…How did he mange to draw more Chakra?
Even though he was completely frustrated, he needed to rest some time, why not get something to eat while he was at it?
“WHAAAAAAAA! *Crash* ”
Sasuke looked toward the sound of the scream and the loud crash, it turned out he right in front of Konohamaru’s house. And that voice was very familiar, after a few seconds he realized who it was.
“Aww…oww.”
He could barely hear it but it sounded like something really could be wrong. Sasuke jumped on to the roof, treading carefully so that he didn’t fall into anything. After a few seconds he made it to a hole much larger then the others, looking into it he could see Konohamaru on the ground.
He jumped in, knelling down next to the smaller boy, before he said anything he looked over him and the first thing his eyes were drawn to was the head he was holding. “Are you alright?” He asked, holding him down so that he didn’t make it worse by moving around to much.
Konohamaru just groaned, reaching up to the large piece of wood and slowly lifting it. “No wait! You shouldn’t--” Konohamaru didn’t seem to hear a word Sasuke was saying, with one swift movement, Konohamaru pulled the piece out, and ended up making things worse.
For one with the object gone their to hold in the blood, and suddenly the pain was dulling away. Sasuke wrapped an arm around Konohamaru’s back, lifting him up a little. He shook him seeing that he was losing conciseness, followed be a few light slaps to the face. “Hey! Stay with me…”
“I’m….really dizzy.” Konohamaru said in an uneven voice, that’s when he realized what he shouldn’t have done.
“Damnit……” Sasuke scoped the boy in to his arms, it was clear he wasn’t going to get much more out of him because he was completely out of it, he might as well have been unconscious.
! - !- !
Sasuke arrived quickly at the hospital and dropped Konohamaru off. He didn’t stay for long though, as soon as he did that he went home for some very well earned rest.
! - !- !
Darkness. Silence.
Konohamaru’s mind a waken in to s state of semi-conscious. He could think, but that was it. It was like his mind was completely disconnected from his body, he couldn’t feel anything. He couldn’t see or hear anything either, and it terrified him.
‘Can someone hear me?’
He herd nothing but his own voice, he hated this feeling, it was horrible. He couldn’t move, he couldn’t hear, he couldn’t see, he couldn’t effect anything around him.
‘Somebody? Help me!’
The thought came to his mind that he could possibly be like this for the rest of his life. Just thinking about it made the whole situation seem worse.
‘….Please….’
He would have screamed if he could mange to do it, even in his mind his voice was weak. Mainly because he barely knew he was alive. The last thing he remembered was Sasuke, he came to his rescue.
‘Sasuke? Sasuke?! Help me!’
That was all he could do and he did it with every bit of strength, every part of himself he could gather.
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It was strange, Sasuke expected Naruto to be at his favorite ramen spot, especially now that it was around lunch time. Whether he realized it or not, that’s one of the main reasons he came here, it wasn’t so much as hunger. It was that he wanted to see what Naruto up to, and now that he wasn’t here he realized he didn’t have an appetite at all.
Maybe he was training, that could have been it but knowing Naruto he would have stopped here to eat around now. His stomach was like a pit, he was never full. The only other thing he could think of was that he was at home.
It looked like it was back to work….but he wanted to check on Konohamaru first. He was worried about him and he could easily see what he was doing. Burying himself in work so that he wouldn’t have to face the death of his Grandfather, hoping that he would be over this soon.
It was his own fault this happened to him. If he kept on like this it would only become worse and it’d take a lot longer to get over it. But there was still time, the fourth had only been buried yesterday.
! - !- !
It didn’t take long to get back to the hospital from there. He looked at Konohamaru from the doorway, only able to see that the boy was sleeping. After a minute Sasuke didn’t seem satisfied, the boy deserved more then that.
He walked over to the bed, taking seat next to him. That’s when he could see something was wrong.
Konohamaru was squirming, but it was so light that it seemed he couldn’t lift the weight of his own body parts. And he was crying in his sleep, his face was contorted in to a strained expression as if he was struggling against something.
Sasuke watched him closely, debating if he should try an do something. He was finding it increasingly harder to watch this.
In the end he didn’t have to do anything, something happened on it’s own.
In his eyes, the Sharingan started to pierce in to Konohamaru’s mind, he was suddenly able to see what was happening.
‘Sasuke! Sasuke?! Where are you?’
He herd Konohamaru’s voice calling out blindly to him. “Konohamaru?” Sasuke asked in confusion, he wasn’t sure what was happening but he knew he could hear the boy.
‘Sasuke! Help me! Please.’ Konohamaru pleaded.
“What’s wrong?”
’It horrible in here, I can’t stand it, please help me.’
“In here? In your mind, how?”
‘I don’t know! I can’t see, I can’t hear, I can’t feel anything…..I’m scared.’
Hearing that helpless, terrified voice calling to him. It stirred something inside of him, it made Sasuke determined to save Konohamaru. Nothing else mattered at the moment, he just had to pull him out of it some how.
‘Sasuke? Are you there, don’t leave me here….’ Konohamaru could feel something now, he could feel Sasuke, he cling to it and Sasuke could feel him doing it. That feeling made him content knowing just his presence was helping the boy, he couldn’t explain why though and he really didn’t care.
“Don’t be, I’m going to help you…I’m going to do something….” He couldn’t do something unless he knew what was wrong with him. What could it be….?
Coma. Konohamaru was going in to a coma. It wasn’t surprising considering the very bad concussion he suffered, not to mention the wood that went in to his head who knows how far.
If Sasuke had gotten in to his mind using Sharingan, maybe he could use it to pull Konohamaru out.
But he didn’t know how, he hadn’t particularly master his abilities. It didn’t matter, he’d figure it out because he had to, he didn’t give himself any other alternative.
‘Ok….’ Konohamaru said unsurely, he wasn’t so scared anymore because Sasuke had made it this far, if anyone could figure out what to do it was him. And he thought hard about it, but while he was thinking time was apparently running out.
‘Sasuke…?’ Konohamaru’s voice was weak, sleepy. He really was drifting out of what little conciseness he had, and when that happened there was nothing Sasuke could do.
“What?”
‘I’m…getting really tired…’
“……..”
’ ;Is this supposed to happen?’
“…Just hold on.”
Time was up, he had to do something now or it would be a long sleep for Konohamaru. Desperation and anxiousness filled Sasuke, his mind was mentally pounding it self against the wall that seemed to block the solution on the other side. But the preverbal wall broke on it’s own when Sasuke’s Sharingan activated on it’s own.
As stated before, he wasn’t too skilled with the use of it. A big mental strain came on him when the Sharingan started to pull Konohamaru’s mind from the abyss of unconsciousness. He grunted to himself, grabbing on to the side of the bed to keep himself from falling out of the chair.
It was like someone tied weights around his head and he was trying to lift him, only the weight was an amazingly painful headache.
‘Sasuke…Your doing it, I can feel my body again.’
From there Konohamaru could help, it felt like he was in a deep sleep. His eye were open just enough to barley see, but he couldn’t move. He struggled, trying to sit up, every second was waking him up more and more.
Finally getting up, he shook his head, almost falling back down on to the bed. He saw Sasuke sitting next to him and he sprang on to him, hugging him tightly. “Thank you! Thank you!”
Sasuke pushed on his shoulders, prying the boy off of him and sending him falling back down on to the bed. Konohamaru just laughed at the annoyed expression that came on to his face “You are so cool! How’d you do that?” Sasuke wasn’t adverse to a few complements even though he didn’t want to be bothered with them. But he didn’t know exactly how he did it, so he ignored the question altogether, even though he would have done so anyway.
“…..”
Sasuke put his hands in his pocket and walked away, “Your welcome.” was all he said before walking out the door.
But Konohamaru wasn’t going to give up that easy. “Hey wait up!” He shouted, looking around and finding his goggles on a nearby table and putting them on over the bandages around his head before running after him.
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‘I can’t be sad, I don’t have time to be sad….’
Or at lest that’s what Konohamaru kept telling himself, he found himself repeating it over and over. Every time he stopped working the death of his grandfather seemed to work itself in to his mind. Whether it was a one minute or an hour it came with out failure, and Konohamaru pushed it back.
Any sad feelings or something as a result of his grandfather’s death was repressed by force and something to keep his mind on. The only thing that seemed sufficient was work, and their was plenty of it to be done. So he worked, and worked, and worked. Every chance he got, every second he could just so he could keep telling himself those words.
Work was working, he almost found himself happy when doing labor, something he could focus on and nothing else. And it felt good to be helping out.
Now mostly everyone was taking a break for lunch or so, Konohamaru on the other hand was still working. Now he was working on repairing a roof, his own to be exact. He was the only living relative of the Hokage, he of course had his own place. But there were countless holes in the roof from god knows what attack.
It was dangerous to stand on because there was barely a place to stand, It could fall through at any moment. Making Konohamaru very glad that his room was on the first floor not the second. Now that he looked at it, the house seemed too big for him. Just looking in to the empty home gave him a sense of loneliness, one person in this place.
‘Stop thinking! Stop Thinking!’ Konohamaru shouted to himself, lining a board over a few holes. This was especially hard for Konohamaru, it took work just getting the boards up to the roof, they were so long that they made him fall back just holding it over his head. It was imposable to keep himself balanced while lifting them on to the roof.
He wasn’t complaining, the harder the work the longer it took and the more it occupied his mind. He current thoughts were trying to figure out an easier way to get the wood on to the roof.
With a hammer in his hand, he pounded a nail in to the wood, pushing it all the way in with a few more hits. Wiping his forehead he looked to the left at what he’d done so far, he got about 6 boards laid. Looking at the roof he had at lest 20 more to do, this would take awhile. When he turned to get more boards he found that his legs protested with the pulsing pain of worn out muscles. At first he was able to ignore it, but when he tried to move it quickly got worse.
He was forced to stop and rest, he sat down, stretching his legs and rubbing them with both hands. “Ow….all man.” Konohamaru sighed, he stared down at his aching appendages, then he looked around at the town around him. That’s when he started to think, and there was nothing he could do to stop himself from doing so.
‘I can’t think about this now, there’s to much to do, it’s not going to get done by itself…..’ His eye lids dropped in to a saddened look and a small frown made his way across his lips. ’Why did he have to die….He was….the only person I really had. What am I going to do now?’ Konohamaru sighed, looking down toward the street in front of his house, It seemed to be completely empty, everyone was either inside or elsewhere. Only one person wondered through the path.
Konohamaru laid back looking toward the sky. But his view was suddenly obstructed when the wood under him fell through. “WHAAAAA!!” The board didn’t break completely, it just caved in at the center. Konohamaru fell through in a very awkward position, his head was the first thing to break through the damaged wood under of the roof under the board.
Finally after what seemed like an eternity, Konohamaru hit the ground, landing painfully on the top his head and leaving an imprint on the ground. “Aww...oww.” Weak groans escaped form Konohamaru as he held his head. He opened his eyes and found that he couldn’t see strait, his eyes couldn’t even focus right now.
That was the lest of his worries he didn’t care about his eyes, it was the pain coming from his head, and the fact that somewhere a long the way a large chunk of wood had found it’s way in and he didn’t know how deep it went in. He couldn’t even think to try and remove it, it hurt to much right now.
! - ! - !
Sasuke had just gotten back from the forest surrounding the village where he was training for the good part of 5 hours. He did more thinking then actual training, and it was obvious that he couldn’t live with his current strength. ‘Damnit Naruto…’ To think that Naruto could beat Gaara--and he couldn’t.
Just the thought of it pushed him to train harder, too many questions run through his mind. Most of them falling into How. Like How did Naruto create all of those clones of himself? When did he build his Chakra to that level? And even when he reached his limit…How did he mange to draw more Chakra?
Even though he was completely frustrated, he needed to rest some time, why not get something to eat while he was at it?
“WHAAAAAAAA! *Crash* ”
Sasuke looked toward the sound of the scream and the loud crash, it turned out he right in front of Konohamaru’s house. And that voice was very familiar, after a few seconds he realized who it was.
“Aww…oww.”
He could barely hear it but it sounded like something really could be wrong. Sasuke jumped on to the roof, treading carefully so that he didn’t fall into anything. After a few seconds he made it to a hole much larger then the others, looking into it he could see Konohamaru on the ground.
He jumped in, knelling down next to the smaller boy, before he said anything he looked over him and the first thing his eyes were drawn to was the head he was holding. “Are you alright?” He asked, holding him down so that he didn’t make it worse by moving around to much.
Konohamaru just groaned, reaching up to the large piece of wood and slowly lifting it. “No wait! You shouldn’t--” Konohamaru didn’t seem to hear a word Sasuke was saying, with one swift movement, Konohamaru pulled the piece out, and ended up making things worse.
For one with the object gone their to hold in the blood, and suddenly the pain was dulling away. Sasuke wrapped an arm around Konohamaru’s back, lifting him up a little. He shook him seeing that he was losing conciseness, followed be a few light slaps to the face. “Hey! Stay with me…”
“I’m….really dizzy.” Konohamaru said in an uneven voice, that’s when he realized what he shouldn’t have done.
“Damnit……” Sasuke scoped the boy in to his arms, it was clear he wasn’t going to get much more out of him because he was completely out of it, he might as well have been unconscious.
! - !- !
Sasuke arrived quickly at the hospital and dropped Konohamaru off. He didn’t stay for long though, as soon as he did that he went home for some very well earned rest.
! - !- !
Darkness. Silence.
Konohamaru’s mind a waken in to s state of semi-conscious. He could think, but that was it. It was like his mind was completely disconnected from his body, he couldn’t feel anything. He couldn’t see or hear anything either, and it terrified him.
‘Can someone hear me?’
He herd nothing but his own voice, he hated this feeling, it was horrible. He couldn’t move, he couldn’t hear, he couldn’t see, he couldn’t effect anything around him.
‘Somebody? Help me!’
The thought came to his mind that he could possibly be like this for the rest of his life. Just thinking about it made the whole situation seem worse.
‘….Please….’
He would have screamed if he could mange to do it, even in his mind his voice was weak. Mainly because he barely knew he was alive. The last thing he remembered was Sasuke, he came to his rescue.
‘Sasuke? Sasuke?! Help me!’
That was all he could do and he did it with every bit of strength, every part of himself he could gather.
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It was strange, Sasuke expected Naruto to be at his favorite ramen spot, especially now that it was around lunch time. Whether he realized it or not, that’s one of the main reasons he came here, it wasn’t so much as hunger. It was that he wanted to see what Naruto up to, and now that he wasn’t here he realized he didn’t have an appetite at all.
Maybe he was training, that could have been it but knowing Naruto he would have stopped here to eat around now. His stomach was like a pit, he was never full. The only other thing he could think of was that he was at home.
It looked like it was back to work….but he wanted to check on Konohamaru first. He was worried about him and he could easily see what he was doing. Burying himself in work so that he wouldn’t have to face the death of his Grandfather, hoping that he would be over this soon.
It was his own fault this happened to him. If he kept on like this it would only become worse and it’d take a lot longer to get over it. But there was still time, the fourth had only been buried yesterday.
! - !- !
It didn’t take long to get back to the hospital from there. He looked at Konohamaru from the doorway, only able to see that the boy was sleeping. After a minute Sasuke didn’t seem satisfied, the boy deserved more then that.
He walked over to the bed, taking seat next to him. That’s when he could see something was wrong.
Konohamaru was squirming, but it was so light that it seemed he couldn’t lift the weight of his own body parts. And he was crying in his sleep, his face was contorted in to a strained expression as if he was struggling against something.
Sasuke watched him closely, debating if he should try an do something. He was finding it increasingly harder to watch this.
In the end he didn’t have to do anything, something happened on it’s own.
In his eyes, the Sharingan started to pierce in to Konohamaru’s mind, he was suddenly able to see what was happening.
‘Sasuke! Sasuke?! Where are you?’
He herd Konohamaru’s voice calling out blindly to him. “Konohamaru?” Sasuke asked in confusion, he wasn’t sure what was happening but he knew he could hear the boy.
‘Sasuke! Help me! Please.’ Konohamaru pleaded.
“What’s wrong?”
’It horrible in here, I can’t stand it, please help me.’
“In here? In your mind, how?”
‘I don’t know! I can’t see, I can’t hear, I can’t feel anything…..I’m scared.’
Hearing that helpless, terrified voice calling to him. It stirred something inside of him, it made Sasuke determined to save Konohamaru. Nothing else mattered at the moment, he just had to pull him out of it some how.
‘Sasuke? Are you there, don’t leave me here….’ Konohamaru could feel something now, he could feel Sasuke, he cling to it and Sasuke could feel him doing it. That feeling made him content knowing just his presence was helping the boy, he couldn’t explain why though and he really didn’t care.
“Don’t be, I’m going to help you…I’m going to do something….” He couldn’t do something unless he knew what was wrong with him. What could it be….?
Coma. Konohamaru was going in to a coma. It wasn’t surprising considering the very bad concussion he suffered, not to mention the wood that went in to his head who knows how far.
If Sasuke had gotten in to his mind using Sharingan, maybe he could use it to pull Konohamaru out.
But he didn’t know how, he hadn’t particularly master his abilities. It didn’t matter, he’d figure it out because he had to, he didn’t give himself any other alternative.
‘Ok….’ Konohamaru said unsurely, he wasn’t so scared anymore because Sasuke had made it this far, if anyone could figure out what to do it was him. And he thought hard about it, but while he was thinking time was apparently running out.
‘Sasuke…?’ Konohamaru’s voice was weak, sleepy. He really was drifting out of what little conciseness he had, and when that happened there was nothing Sasuke could do.
“What?”
‘I’m…getting really tired…’
“……..”
’ ;Is this supposed to happen?’
“…Just hold on.”
Time was up, he had to do something now or it would be a long sleep for Konohamaru. Desperation and anxiousness filled Sasuke, his mind was mentally pounding it self against the wall that seemed to block the solution on the other side. But the preverbal wall broke on it’s own when Sasuke’s Sharingan activated on it’s own.
As stated before, he wasn’t too skilled with the use of it. A big mental strain came on him when the Sharingan started to pull Konohamaru’s mind from the abyss of unconsciousness. He grunted to himself, grabbing on to the side of the bed to keep himself from falling out of the chair.
It was like someone tied weights around his head and he was trying to lift him, only the weight was an amazingly painful headache.
‘Sasuke…Your doing it, I can feel my body again.’
From there Konohamaru could help, it felt like he was in a deep sleep. His eye were open just enough to barley see, but he couldn’t move. He struggled, trying to sit up, every second was waking him up more and more.
Finally getting up, he shook his head, almost falling back down on to the bed. He saw Sasuke sitting next to him and he sprang on to him, hugging him tightly. “Thank you! Thank you!”
Sasuke pushed on his shoulders, prying the boy off of him and sending him falling back down on to the bed. Konohamaru just laughed at the annoyed expression that came on to his face “You are so cool! How’d you do that?” Sasuke wasn’t adverse to a few complements even though he didn’t want to be bothered with them. But he didn’t know exactly how he did it, so he ignored the question altogether, even though he would have done so anyway.
“…..”
Sasuke put his hands in his pocket and walked away, “Your welcome.” was all he said before walking out the door.
But Konohamaru wasn’t going to give up that easy. “Hey wait up!” He shouted, looking around and finding his goggles on a nearby table and putting them on over the bandages around his head before running after him.
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