Bits and Pieces: Naruto | By : Strailo Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 22626 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Don’t Look Up pt 2
Fandom: Naruto
Characters: Iruka, Naruto, Kakashi, Sakura, Kurenai
Story collection: Bits and Pieces: Horror Edition
Word count: 906
Warnings: talks of: animal abuse, animal impalement, attempted self-mutilation
Urban Legend: Hisaruki
AN: Just to tell you all, the last couple of weeks have been…bad.
Right now, me and a friend are mourning, her more than me, because her heart has passed away. He was a good man and I loved him to bits.
But I do hope that this story brings you a little happy moment.
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Over the next week, each time that Iruka asked a child about “Hisaruki”, all he got out of them was the name and they were unable to tell him what it was all about. He still felt weirded out by the fact that they children weren’t upset about the dead pet rabbit.
To his observations, it looked as if they had been expecting something like that to happen.
Shaking his head with a groan, he rubbed at his face with a groan. He also asked the parents if they knew anything as they picked up their children, getting no information from them. With his paperwork and all of the other little things that he had to take care of, including making sure that Naruto was getting his supplies for school when his grandmother was doing a late shift at the hospital, he wasn’t making much headway into researching.
One day, as he was packing up his desk in the teachers main office area, Kakashi frowned as he tapped the piece of paper with the word “Hisaruki”.
“I think I remember something like this. A kid drew a picture and labeled it this,” he said, fluffing up his silver hair and adjusting his eyepatch. Iruka frowned and looked at the word.
“When was this?” he asked.
“Eh, about…five years ago? Itachi-kun was a part of the class, but he wouldn’t know shit about this because he didn’t do the same things as the rest of the kids,” Kakashi admitted. “Anyways, the next day, he didn’t come into class. And for a week didn’t come to school.”
“What happened to him?” Iruka asked.
Kakashi sighed. “He was pulled. His parents came around one day and said that they were moving after he had an accident, so they were having him taken to a new hospital to care for him. They gathered his books and left. But I noticed that he was in the back of their car. And his eyes were wrapped up in gauze. A lot like the gauze that I used when I had my eye issues,” he said, tapping the hard front of his eyepatch.
Iruka stared at him. “Good Lord,” he breathed.
“I learned later that the kid had shoved his own fingers into his eyes one day and they weren’t able to save them,” he said. Iruka shook his head and folded the paper, tucking it away.
“Thank you for telling me this, Kakashi-sensei,” Iruka said, standing and bowing before leaving with the man, thinking about what he had learned.
The next day, when he had arrived, he was warned that there might be some loose bloody feathers in the playground and took look out for them since it was his turn to help monitor the playground. A chicken had been impaled apparently. He just promised he would and headed to his classroom, worried that it would get worse before things go better.
Later that day, while the kids were running around and playing, he noticed that some of the children had stopped and looked up at the sky. “It’s Hisaruki,” Sakura said next to him, her green eyes widening.
The words were quickly spread around the playground before just “Hisaruki” was being whispered by all of the children as they looked up. Then, one by one, they covered their eyes and went motionless. Even Naruto had stopped moving, covering his eyes and crouched over, but not moving.
Kneeling down next to Sakura, he said, “I don’t see anything up there. Who is Hisaruki?” He felt a chill run down his spine when she said nothing but continued to stand there. Motionless. Frowning, he reached out and pulled her hands away from her eyes. “Who. Is. Hisarkui?” he asked.
“I don’t know,” Sakura said, eyes wide with terror as she tried to cover her eyes again.
“You’re lying, Sakura. Who is Hisaruki?” Iruka asked. Holding her hands, he frowned when she simply clenched her fingers, almost as if she was in a daze, before pointing her two pointer fingers at him and trying to jab them into his eyes.
Dodging back, he was forced to let her go. She then turned her own fingers to her own eyes, trying hard to dig her fingers into her eyes. Iruka grabbed her quickly and forced her hands away, calling out, “I could use some help here!” while he grappled with her as she continued to try to jab her eyes out.
He and Kurenai were able to stop Sakura, calling for an ambulance while the rest of the children continued to stay motionless. Once she was gone, the children around them started to move and play, all said, the time from start to finish just over twenty minutes long.
Iruka decided that day that he shouldn’t try to dig into whatever Hisaruki was. It just wasn’t worth it.
Sakura’s eyes were lightly damaged, some scratching to the surface forcing her to wear gauze over her eyes and use eyedrops for quite a few weeks while she stayed at home. And when she came back, she wore heavily tinted glasses to get her used to light again.
Anytime he saw any of his students go still though, Iruka and the other teachers ignored it. They had a feeling that if they were meant to understand what was happening, they would. Until then, the bugs and lizards returned and small animals impaled on the posts didn’t happen.
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