Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ The Sixth Floor ❯ The Sixth Floor ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Mija aka Maryann 
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Shounen / Supernatural / Horror | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 01.02.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 316 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Shounen / Supernatural / Horror | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 01.02.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 316 | Status: Completed
The Sixth Floor
By Mija
Disclaimer-I do now own Naruto or any of its characters, they belong to their respective creator and I in no way make any money or profit from writing this or any other story, sadly. AU, M/M, Rated 18 for violence, smex, language and gore and pretty much anything else I can think of. Dark fic. No under aged readers please.
A/N-Just know that I will try to update this as much as I can, but as my muse tends to leave me hanging a lot of times, I don’t know how frequently that will be. This is just something I am trying my hand out on, since I love horror fics, so I thought I would give a shot. But if it sucks please let me know, I don’t want to waste my time on something that no one wants to read. Thanks.
Prologue
~Minato stumbled from his room and into the hallway. He blinked his eyes and tried to clear the reddish pink hue that clouded his vision. Blood from a huge gash on his scalp leaked profusely down into his eyes and past them down his cheeks and off his chin. To anyone who might of seen him at the moment would swear he looked as if he was crying bloody tears.
~Minato tripped and fell onto the carpeted hallway, his cheek hit the itchy surface and a squelching wet sound greeted his ears. Lifting his head he looked down and saw that the carpet was indeed wet, dark pools of something blackish and thick were splattered everywhere. He didn’t have to be a genius to know what it was, even if he hadn’t seen one of his dorm mates not far from his fallen form in a pool of black syrupy blood that was trickling from a slice across his neck. Minato wanted to throw up again.
~Getting up to his feet slowly he gathered every ounce of energy he had left. He had lost a lot of blood back in his room, he knew he had. He wasn’t sure what had happened. He’d been asleep, waiting for his fiancée Kushina, to come back from her doctors appointment, she had been throwing up and feeling tired a lot lately, she thought she was coming down with a cold or something, but Minato wanted her to get checked to make sure everything was fine. One minute he was asleep, the next he was lifting his eyes open at hearing a noise in his room, expecting it to be Kushina, the next his head felt like it popped. There wasn’t any other way to explain it, he literally felt like his head had cracked open, he saw a flash of white, felt an indescribable jolt of pain and then things went black.
~He had heard loud sounds. Horrible sounds. They made his heart race and his head spin as he fought to open his eyes. Why couldn’t he wake up? What was going on? Where was Kushina? Why were people screaming? At that thought Minato had managed to jolt upright in his bed, but not without severe pain exploding in his head, pain so bad that he doubled over and threw up over the side of his bed. Screams, he could hear screaming coming from everywhere, it seemed like the very walls were screaming. He couldn’t understand any words but the tone of them let him know that they were terrified, scared to death and in pain.
~Why was his bed wet. He couldn’t understand why he was sitting in a pool of liquid that had seeped into his sweat pants and sweat shirt. The room was dark but light from outside filtered threw his closed curtains. Why were his curtains closed? Oh ya, he had taken a nap waiting for Kushina. Kushina! The screams! Something was wrong, he had to find Kushina! It had taken what seemed like forever to just get up and get out of his bed. By the time he had stumbled out of his room and fallen to the floor, he had a pretty good idea that someone had bashed his head in while he had slept. Why? He didn’t know. And now in the hallway…..he could see so many bodies. Bodies of people he knew, people he saw everyday and night coming and going from their dorm rooms to their classes at Konoha University.
~He had to find Kushina, make sure she was ok. He had to, he couldn’t rest till he found her. Dragging his body, which felt so heavy and full of pain, he crept his way along the wall of the dorm hallway. He couldn’t hear any more screams and that scared him. The rooms he passed along the way showed more of the people he knew, all dead, some in bed or at their desks having been studying, others in various positions of escape or surprise before they were murdered. He had no doubt that they were murdered, any fool could see that. But who? And why? Who would want to do this? Why? Gotta find Kushina, make sure she’s safe. Gotta find her.
~Pain lanced threw his head as he shook it, forgetting for a moment that his head was no doubt split into two, blood still running in steady rivulets threw his golden hair and down his body, legs and into his already blackened socks that left bloody footprints behind him. He was trying to clear his head, his vision, things seemed to be getting blurrier, foggy. Wait, was it his vision or something else? He could smell something burning, and his throat itched. Soon his throat itched and Minato fell to his knees as he gripped his head in agony, coughing was only making the pain worse and his vision kept going in and out from black to blurry.
~Smoke. There was smoke. The dorm was on fire, someone had set a fire. Why? To hide the bodies and the fact that all these people were murdered no doubt. He was going to die. He had no false hope of getting out of here alive. He was on the sixth floor of the six story dorm that housed all the freshman and sophomores for the university. He was a sophomore. Was everyone dead? Or was it only his floor?
~The smoke was getting thicker, it hung in the air like some grayish black mist, making it so hard to breath, to see. Even on the ground where Minato was now, reduced to crawling, he could barely breath, barely see. His lungs burned, his throat felt raw and bloody from all the coughing he was doing. His head felt as if it was barely hanging onto his shoulders by a thin cord, the pain was unbearable but almost numbing in its intensity. He had to find Kushina. He couldn’t die till he knew, till he knew she was safe.
~As he crawled and felt with his hands his path, he came across a pair of shoes. He was sure it was another dead comrade that he would need to crawl around, then the shoes moved. It startled Minato so bad he jolted to his knees and then fell backward on his butt. Wide blue eyes caked with blood grew wide as he looked up at the figure attached to those shoes.
~”You? Whaaa….Why?” Minato stuttered, at first happy to see him, thinking he was saved, only to notice too late the weapon in his hand, the tip of said weapon covered in bloody bits of flesh and hair and what looked disgustingly like brain matter, blood dripping like a leaky faucet at the very end of it .
~”You know why Minato.” the voice replied, tone almost oily as it dripped with malice and evil. Minato truly had no idea what he meant, why? His mind screamed. The smile that curved the mans lips looked so wrong and Minato wondered why he had never seen him for what he really was? This man, this person he thought of as a friend, someone he trusted, was pure evil, the devil himself. Kushina, be safe, I love you. Minato thought just before his killer swung the weapon one more time and all went black.
~Outside a red headed woman was being held back by friends and teachers as she watched the six story dorm room burning. The flames shot so high in the air, it looked as if they were reaching for heaven. The fire had started on the sixth floor and was slowly working its way downward. It was already on the third floor and everything from that point upwards was a raging inferno. Luckily the Third floor had been long evacuated before the fire had reached it, along with the first and second. A few had escaped from the fourth and fifth floors, but none from six.
~Kushina screamed. “Minato! Nooooo! Minato!” she struggled in the arms of the people holding her, her teacher and mentor Tsunade Namishi (a/n-tired of hearing her last name as Sannin..sorry, so I made one up) as well as her and Minato’s best friends Mikato Ryoshi (a/n-does anyone know Mikato’s maiden name?) and her boyfriend Fugaku Uchiha.
~”Kushina! Please..there is nothing you can do!” Fugaku said, his voice raw and strained as he held his own tears and anguish back, as well as his best friends love from running into the flames that had no doubt claimed Minato. Oh Minato, please have gotten out, please have been somewhere else but in our dorm room waiting for Kushina like always. Fugaku prayed silently, already knowing that it would not be so, he knew Minato to well, he would have been in their dorm room waiting for Kushina to get back from the doctor. If he had not gone to pick both his girlfriend who’d gone with Kushina, and Kushina from the doctors office, he too would have been inside with Minato waiting for them to return. He would of no doubt met the same fate as all of the others on the sixth floor.
~Why had not even one person from their floor gotten out? Had not one of them seen the fire before it had gotten out of control? Had not the alarms alerted them to the fire? Why had not one single soul gotten out? From what Fugaku could tell and what he was told in bits and pieces, except for him and a few others who had been in classes, there were no survivors of the sixth floor. No one had gotten out. Why?
~”Please let me go?! I have to find Minato! I have to tell him! Please, he has to know!” Kushina shouted in despair and shock.
~”Know what Kushina?” Fugaku asked, not knowing what else to say, he couldn’t tell her that there was no way that Minato had survived the fire and would never hear what ever she needed to tell him, Kushina was already too distraught to think clearly, he couldn’t say he was any better. Minato was like a brother to him, his best friend and confidant.
“I have to tell him he’s going to be a father!” Kushina wailed before she collapsed in a pile of tears and heart wrenching sobs.
“Oh Minato….” Fugaku whispered sadly as he looked up at the crumbling building, flames viciously eating away at every part of the building. Minato would have been a wonderful father, he had always dreamed of having a child, he and Kushina had planned to marry after University. Of course they would have married sooner once the news of the pregnancy was learned. But it would not have mattered, Minato and Kushina loved each other so much, he had not doubt that they would of made it work. But now? Now Minato would never get the chance to marry his one true love, know of the child she carried, his child. Why? What had happened on the sixth floor?
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(Present day)
~”Are you freaking inSANE?!” came the bellow of the busty blonde haired woman who looked as if she was in her late twenties, early thirties, but was in fact in her fifties. Her face was contorted in anger and all that anger was directed at a white haired pervert she called husband.
~”Damn it woman! Quit your hollering! What did you want me to do? Deny him?” growled the white haired man known as Jiraiya Takahashi, husband to Tsuande Namishi, now Tsuande Takahashi. Jiraiya was Dean of Konoha University, the most prestigious University in all of Asia.
~”No you ASS but you could of put him in ANOTHER FREAKING DORM ROOM!” Tsunade yelled out, making Jiraiya flinch at the volume of it.
~”And pray tell what would you have liked me to tell him when I put him in another dorm house than the one that he and his friends will be in? How do I explain to him that he wont be allowed to live in the freshman dorms, although he IS a freshman? and will have to live in another dorm that houses upperclassmen only? Don’t you think he would ask WHY? Don’t you think he would get suspicious as to why a freshman, would be sent to the upperclassmen dorms? You know how he feels about any special treatment, he swore he would quit school and run off to America if we did not stop giving him special treatment, you know he doesn’t like it, he’s worked to hard to get into Konoha University without our help Tsunade, and before you say it, I cant tell him that there was no more room in the freshman dorms, he knows as well as I do that the facility is brand new and more than one fourth still empty, he’s not stupid Tsunade, he wouldn’t of fallen for it, besides, all his friends are going to be in the dorm hall as well.” Jiraiya explained, knowing that his stubborn wife knew all this, he knew how she felt, really he did, but there was nothing he could do, their godson was a stubborn little brat, he would give them hell if he found out they did anything that gave him special treatment. Naruto Uzumaki was one bull headed but determined 18 year old boy who was hell bent on doing things on his own.
~”I know…I know Jiraiya, but doesn’t mean I have to like it….why did they have to rebuild that forsaken building? Why couldn’t they just let it stay a pile of ashes? Let sleeping dogs lie?” Tsunade sighed tiredly, if she closed her eyes she could still picture the original dorms, burning as she held onto Kushina as she broke down hysterically, calling out for her love Minato Namikaze.
~”Because rooms were needed Tsune and you know that, as the director of the medical practice section of the college, you know how badly over crowded we already are, and that building needed to be rebuilt, maybe when the sandstone building is completed I can transfer him there.” Jiraiya offered, both knowing that the sandstone building, another dorm building being constructed, wouldn’t be finished for at least another year. By then Naruto would be in the Sophomore dorm house and there wouldn’t be anything to discuss.
~”Maybe we should just tell him?” Jiraiya offered up, and the glare he got from his wife let him know that if he wanted to continue to breath, he would never bring that up again.
~”We promised Kushina that Naruto would never know about how his father truly died……and I don’t think it wise to tell him now, when he’s moving into the very dorm his father and many other were killed in.” Tsunade explained, a frown upon her youthful looking face.
~”You know Tsune, one day……Naruto is going to find out about his father, about how he REALLY died, and when he does, he’s going to hate us.” Jiraiya stated, already knowing what his wife would say.
~”We will cross that bridge when we get to it, we promised Kushina before she died, that we would never tell Naruto how his father REALLY died, and WHERE, we made a promise to her on her death bed Jiraiya, do you want to go back on it now?” she asked, and her husband just shook his shaggy grey head.
~”You know I don’t Tsune, but you have to realize that our priorities should of shifted a loooong time ago…….its one thing to keep a promise to a dear friend who has passed away, another thing entirely when that promise could hurt someone whose alive now and someone very precious to us both.”
~”I know that Jiraiya, but how do we tell him now? After all these years? How do we tell him that what he’s believed all his life is a lie and tell him a truth that is only fit for nightmares?” She asked as she let her husband pull her into his arms and hold her.
~Both said nothing but both were thinking of Naruto, and of Kingdom Hall, the name of the old dorm in which Minato and many others had burned, only after they had been savagely murdered.
~It had taken a lot of work and determination on the part of the authorities at that time to discover that bit of news. The fact that no one from the sixth floor had survived the fire had plagued them to the point of obsession, at least for one detective in particular. A dear friend of theirs named Saratobi, he hadn’t given up till he found out the truth. Sadly he had never been able to find the killer responsible for such a massacre but at least he had been able to find out the truth, that those students had not burned to death but had been murdered. It wasn’t much, but it had been something to some of them who had needed answers badly. Sadly the answers had not been good, but at least it had helped to answer a few of the questions some of them had had about that night.
TBC
A/N-okie dokie, this is the first chapter. This is a SasuNaru, KakaIru, KibaHina, NejiTen, ShikaTem, GaaraLee, ChouIno, KankSaku, and others along the way….ok the pairings are a baseline so to speak, they are the for sure pairings but others are up in the air, like I think I want Sai to be Bi and slutty so he might have multiple pairings, I will see how it goes along the way. Be warned this will hopefully have spooky moments, its intended to be a horror/mystery fic, but I soo suck most of the times it might end up crackish instead, who knows. Ok hope some of you enjoy, much huggles and smiles Mija. PS, I don’t expect this to be long, so things will hopefully not drag on and have major detail, but hopefully enough to make it good.
By Mija
Disclaimer-I do now own Naruto or any of its characters, they belong to their respective creator and I in no way make any money or profit from writing this or any other story, sadly. AU, M/M, Rated 18 for violence, smex, language and gore and pretty much anything else I can think of. Dark fic. No under aged readers please.
A/N-Just know that I will try to update this as much as I can, but as my muse tends to leave me hanging a lot of times, I don’t know how frequently that will be. This is just something I am trying my hand out on, since I love horror fics, so I thought I would give a shot. But if it sucks please let me know, I don’t want to waste my time on something that no one wants to read. Thanks.
Prologue
~Minato stumbled from his room and into the hallway. He blinked his eyes and tried to clear the reddish pink hue that clouded his vision. Blood from a huge gash on his scalp leaked profusely down into his eyes and past them down his cheeks and off his chin. To anyone who might of seen him at the moment would swear he looked as if he was crying bloody tears.
~Minato tripped and fell onto the carpeted hallway, his cheek hit the itchy surface and a squelching wet sound greeted his ears. Lifting his head he looked down and saw that the carpet was indeed wet, dark pools of something blackish and thick were splattered everywhere. He didn’t have to be a genius to know what it was, even if he hadn’t seen one of his dorm mates not far from his fallen form in a pool of black syrupy blood that was trickling from a slice across his neck. Minato wanted to throw up again.
~Getting up to his feet slowly he gathered every ounce of energy he had left. He had lost a lot of blood back in his room, he knew he had. He wasn’t sure what had happened. He’d been asleep, waiting for his fiancée Kushina, to come back from her doctors appointment, she had been throwing up and feeling tired a lot lately, she thought she was coming down with a cold or something, but Minato wanted her to get checked to make sure everything was fine. One minute he was asleep, the next he was lifting his eyes open at hearing a noise in his room, expecting it to be Kushina, the next his head felt like it popped. There wasn’t any other way to explain it, he literally felt like his head had cracked open, he saw a flash of white, felt an indescribable jolt of pain and then things went black.
~He had heard loud sounds. Horrible sounds. They made his heart race and his head spin as he fought to open his eyes. Why couldn’t he wake up? What was going on? Where was Kushina? Why were people screaming? At that thought Minato had managed to jolt upright in his bed, but not without severe pain exploding in his head, pain so bad that he doubled over and threw up over the side of his bed. Screams, he could hear screaming coming from everywhere, it seemed like the very walls were screaming. He couldn’t understand any words but the tone of them let him know that they were terrified, scared to death and in pain.
~Why was his bed wet. He couldn’t understand why he was sitting in a pool of liquid that had seeped into his sweat pants and sweat shirt. The room was dark but light from outside filtered threw his closed curtains. Why were his curtains closed? Oh ya, he had taken a nap waiting for Kushina. Kushina! The screams! Something was wrong, he had to find Kushina! It had taken what seemed like forever to just get up and get out of his bed. By the time he had stumbled out of his room and fallen to the floor, he had a pretty good idea that someone had bashed his head in while he had slept. Why? He didn’t know. And now in the hallway…..he could see so many bodies. Bodies of people he knew, people he saw everyday and night coming and going from their dorm rooms to their classes at Konoha University.
~He had to find Kushina, make sure she was ok. He had to, he couldn’t rest till he found her. Dragging his body, which felt so heavy and full of pain, he crept his way along the wall of the dorm hallway. He couldn’t hear any more screams and that scared him. The rooms he passed along the way showed more of the people he knew, all dead, some in bed or at their desks having been studying, others in various positions of escape or surprise before they were murdered. He had no doubt that they were murdered, any fool could see that. But who? And why? Who would want to do this? Why? Gotta find Kushina, make sure she’s safe. Gotta find her.
~Pain lanced threw his head as he shook it, forgetting for a moment that his head was no doubt split into two, blood still running in steady rivulets threw his golden hair and down his body, legs and into his already blackened socks that left bloody footprints behind him. He was trying to clear his head, his vision, things seemed to be getting blurrier, foggy. Wait, was it his vision or something else? He could smell something burning, and his throat itched. Soon his throat itched and Minato fell to his knees as he gripped his head in agony, coughing was only making the pain worse and his vision kept going in and out from black to blurry.
~Smoke. There was smoke. The dorm was on fire, someone had set a fire. Why? To hide the bodies and the fact that all these people were murdered no doubt. He was going to die. He had no false hope of getting out of here alive. He was on the sixth floor of the six story dorm that housed all the freshman and sophomores for the university. He was a sophomore. Was everyone dead? Or was it only his floor?
~The smoke was getting thicker, it hung in the air like some grayish black mist, making it so hard to breath, to see. Even on the ground where Minato was now, reduced to crawling, he could barely breath, barely see. His lungs burned, his throat felt raw and bloody from all the coughing he was doing. His head felt as if it was barely hanging onto his shoulders by a thin cord, the pain was unbearable but almost numbing in its intensity. He had to find Kushina. He couldn’t die till he knew, till he knew she was safe.
~As he crawled and felt with his hands his path, he came across a pair of shoes. He was sure it was another dead comrade that he would need to crawl around, then the shoes moved. It startled Minato so bad he jolted to his knees and then fell backward on his butt. Wide blue eyes caked with blood grew wide as he looked up at the figure attached to those shoes.
~”You? Whaaa….Why?” Minato stuttered, at first happy to see him, thinking he was saved, only to notice too late the weapon in his hand, the tip of said weapon covered in bloody bits of flesh and hair and what looked disgustingly like brain matter, blood dripping like a leaky faucet at the very end of it .
~”You know why Minato.” the voice replied, tone almost oily as it dripped with malice and evil. Minato truly had no idea what he meant, why? His mind screamed. The smile that curved the mans lips looked so wrong and Minato wondered why he had never seen him for what he really was? This man, this person he thought of as a friend, someone he trusted, was pure evil, the devil himself. Kushina, be safe, I love you. Minato thought just before his killer swung the weapon one more time and all went black.
~Outside a red headed woman was being held back by friends and teachers as she watched the six story dorm room burning. The flames shot so high in the air, it looked as if they were reaching for heaven. The fire had started on the sixth floor and was slowly working its way downward. It was already on the third floor and everything from that point upwards was a raging inferno. Luckily the Third floor had been long evacuated before the fire had reached it, along with the first and second. A few had escaped from the fourth and fifth floors, but none from six.
~Kushina screamed. “Minato! Nooooo! Minato!” she struggled in the arms of the people holding her, her teacher and mentor Tsunade Namishi (a/n-tired of hearing her last name as Sannin..sorry, so I made one up) as well as her and Minato’s best friends Mikato Ryoshi (a/n-does anyone know Mikato’s maiden name?) and her boyfriend Fugaku Uchiha.
~”Kushina! Please..there is nothing you can do!” Fugaku said, his voice raw and strained as he held his own tears and anguish back, as well as his best friends love from running into the flames that had no doubt claimed Minato. Oh Minato, please have gotten out, please have been somewhere else but in our dorm room waiting for Kushina like always. Fugaku prayed silently, already knowing that it would not be so, he knew Minato to well, he would have been in their dorm room waiting for Kushina to get back from the doctor. If he had not gone to pick both his girlfriend who’d gone with Kushina, and Kushina from the doctors office, he too would have been inside with Minato waiting for them to return. He would of no doubt met the same fate as all of the others on the sixth floor.
~Why had not even one person from their floor gotten out? Had not one of them seen the fire before it had gotten out of control? Had not the alarms alerted them to the fire? Why had not one single soul gotten out? From what Fugaku could tell and what he was told in bits and pieces, except for him and a few others who had been in classes, there were no survivors of the sixth floor. No one had gotten out. Why?
~”Please let me go?! I have to find Minato! I have to tell him! Please, he has to know!” Kushina shouted in despair and shock.
~”Know what Kushina?” Fugaku asked, not knowing what else to say, he couldn’t tell her that there was no way that Minato had survived the fire and would never hear what ever she needed to tell him, Kushina was already too distraught to think clearly, he couldn’t say he was any better. Minato was like a brother to him, his best friend and confidant.
“I have to tell him he’s going to be a father!” Kushina wailed before she collapsed in a pile of tears and heart wrenching sobs.
“Oh Minato….” Fugaku whispered sadly as he looked up at the crumbling building, flames viciously eating away at every part of the building. Minato would have been a wonderful father, he had always dreamed of having a child, he and Kushina had planned to marry after University. Of course they would have married sooner once the news of the pregnancy was learned. But it would not have mattered, Minato and Kushina loved each other so much, he had not doubt that they would of made it work. But now? Now Minato would never get the chance to marry his one true love, know of the child she carried, his child. Why? What had happened on the sixth floor?
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(Present day)
~”Are you freaking inSANE?!” came the bellow of the busty blonde haired woman who looked as if she was in her late twenties, early thirties, but was in fact in her fifties. Her face was contorted in anger and all that anger was directed at a white haired pervert she called husband.
~”Damn it woman! Quit your hollering! What did you want me to do? Deny him?” growled the white haired man known as Jiraiya Takahashi, husband to Tsuande Namishi, now Tsuande Takahashi. Jiraiya was Dean of Konoha University, the most prestigious University in all of Asia.
~”No you ASS but you could of put him in ANOTHER FREAKING DORM ROOM!” Tsunade yelled out, making Jiraiya flinch at the volume of it.
~”And pray tell what would you have liked me to tell him when I put him in another dorm house than the one that he and his friends will be in? How do I explain to him that he wont be allowed to live in the freshman dorms, although he IS a freshman? and will have to live in another dorm that houses upperclassmen only? Don’t you think he would ask WHY? Don’t you think he would get suspicious as to why a freshman, would be sent to the upperclassmen dorms? You know how he feels about any special treatment, he swore he would quit school and run off to America if we did not stop giving him special treatment, you know he doesn’t like it, he’s worked to hard to get into Konoha University without our help Tsunade, and before you say it, I cant tell him that there was no more room in the freshman dorms, he knows as well as I do that the facility is brand new and more than one fourth still empty, he’s not stupid Tsunade, he wouldn’t of fallen for it, besides, all his friends are going to be in the dorm hall as well.” Jiraiya explained, knowing that his stubborn wife knew all this, he knew how she felt, really he did, but there was nothing he could do, their godson was a stubborn little brat, he would give them hell if he found out they did anything that gave him special treatment. Naruto Uzumaki was one bull headed but determined 18 year old boy who was hell bent on doing things on his own.
~”I know…I know Jiraiya, but doesn’t mean I have to like it….why did they have to rebuild that forsaken building? Why couldn’t they just let it stay a pile of ashes? Let sleeping dogs lie?” Tsunade sighed tiredly, if she closed her eyes she could still picture the original dorms, burning as she held onto Kushina as she broke down hysterically, calling out for her love Minato Namikaze.
~”Because rooms were needed Tsune and you know that, as the director of the medical practice section of the college, you know how badly over crowded we already are, and that building needed to be rebuilt, maybe when the sandstone building is completed I can transfer him there.” Jiraiya offered, both knowing that the sandstone building, another dorm building being constructed, wouldn’t be finished for at least another year. By then Naruto would be in the Sophomore dorm house and there wouldn’t be anything to discuss.
~”Maybe we should just tell him?” Jiraiya offered up, and the glare he got from his wife let him know that if he wanted to continue to breath, he would never bring that up again.
~”We promised Kushina that Naruto would never know about how his father truly died……and I don’t think it wise to tell him now, when he’s moving into the very dorm his father and many other were killed in.” Tsunade explained, a frown upon her youthful looking face.
~”You know Tsune, one day……Naruto is going to find out about his father, about how he REALLY died, and when he does, he’s going to hate us.” Jiraiya stated, already knowing what his wife would say.
~”We will cross that bridge when we get to it, we promised Kushina before she died, that we would never tell Naruto how his father REALLY died, and WHERE, we made a promise to her on her death bed Jiraiya, do you want to go back on it now?” she asked, and her husband just shook his shaggy grey head.
~”You know I don’t Tsune, but you have to realize that our priorities should of shifted a loooong time ago…….its one thing to keep a promise to a dear friend who has passed away, another thing entirely when that promise could hurt someone whose alive now and someone very precious to us both.”
~”I know that Jiraiya, but how do we tell him now? After all these years? How do we tell him that what he’s believed all his life is a lie and tell him a truth that is only fit for nightmares?” She asked as she let her husband pull her into his arms and hold her.
~Both said nothing but both were thinking of Naruto, and of Kingdom Hall, the name of the old dorm in which Minato and many others had burned, only after they had been savagely murdered.
~It had taken a lot of work and determination on the part of the authorities at that time to discover that bit of news. The fact that no one from the sixth floor had survived the fire had plagued them to the point of obsession, at least for one detective in particular. A dear friend of theirs named Saratobi, he hadn’t given up till he found out the truth. Sadly he had never been able to find the killer responsible for such a massacre but at least he had been able to find out the truth, that those students had not burned to death but had been murdered. It wasn’t much, but it had been something to some of them who had needed answers badly. Sadly the answers had not been good, but at least it had helped to answer a few of the questions some of them had had about that night.
TBC
A/N-okie dokie, this is the first chapter. This is a SasuNaru, KakaIru, KibaHina, NejiTen, ShikaTem, GaaraLee, ChouIno, KankSaku, and others along the way….ok the pairings are a baseline so to speak, they are the for sure pairings but others are up in the air, like I think I want Sai to be Bi and slutty so he might have multiple pairings, I will see how it goes along the way. Be warned this will hopefully have spooky moments, its intended to be a horror/mystery fic, but I soo suck most of the times it might end up crackish instead, who knows. Ok hope some of you enjoy, much huggles and smiles Mija. PS, I don’t expect this to be long, so things will hopefully not drag on and have major detail, but hopefully enough to make it good.