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Bits and Pieces: Naruto	By : Strailo Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 22626 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or its characters in any way or form. I make no money from this piece of fiction and will continue to make no profit from this fiction. I do this for pleasure.

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Title: Hello. It’s Mary-San
Fandom: Naruto
Characters: Sakura, Mebuki
Story collection: Bits and Pieces: Horror Edition
Word count: 648
Warnings: talks of: off screen murder
Urban Legend: Mary-san
AN: This one was fun to write. But I have fluffy bits coming.

And yes, I’m a person that this fucking shutdown is fucking (not a government employee but I’m my mother’s caretaker and we’re on SNAP okay?) over. So I’m plotting on how best to keep me and mom safe. We might end up moving in with people, me with the girl and mom with a family member of someone.

And I might be starting a patreon. You’d actually be getting a lot of things but if you’re interested, go ahead and drop a comment and ask. I don’t mind telling you guys about it.

For now, enjoy.

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Digging through her boxes, Sakura frowned, sitting back on the heels of her feet. “Mom! I think I lost Mary-san!” she called out. Mebuki walked into her daughter’s room, wiping off her hands as she frowned.

“I could have sworn that she had been wrapped up and put into your clothes boxes,” she said. Sakura sighed.

“She was. But not now. I don’t know,” Sakura groaned. She stood up and looked around the room, wondering how she was going to settle in without her beloved Western doll. Her father had found her in an antique shop when she had been six on a business trip and bought it home for her. The doll had been old but well loved and Sakura had named her Mary-san the moment she could.

But now her doll had been lost in the move and she was not very happy about it.

“Don’t worry about it, dear. If she’s in the house, we’ll find her,” Mebuki promised, leaving her daughter to continue to unpack her room.

A month later, and her parents were out at a business dinner, leaving Sakura alone for the night. She had settled in front of the low sitting table that acted like their coffee table, doing her homework for the night while watching some romance movie that was playing on the TV. The house phone rang while she was working on her maths homework, making sure her numbers were clearly printed.

Looking up, she put her pen to the side and stood up, walking over to the phone and picking up the cordless phone.

“Hello, Haruno house. Sakura speaking,” she greeted.

“Hello. It’s Mary-san. I’m at the garbage dump now.”

Pulling the phone away from her ear, she quickly hung up before swallowing, shivering. The voice had been hollow and so…eerie that she felt the need to check all of the windows and doors. As she was making sure that the front door had been locked, the phone rang again. Swallowing, she answered.

“Hello, it’s Mary-san. I’m at the corner store now.”

Hanging up again, Sakura shivered and ran for the living room, turning off the TV as she turned on all of the lights there. She knew where the corner store was. It was just ten minutes away from the new house she had moved to with her parents.

Trembling with fear, she answered the phone when it rang again. “Hello, it’s Mary-san. I’m in front of your house now.” Hanging up and dropping the phone to the ground, she rushed to the front door and yanked the door open unthinking in her terror.

She found nothing there and slumped against the door frame, eyes scanning around the front of her house. There was no Western doll anywhere, and there were no humans on the street. “Maybe it was just a prank,” she muttered to herself as she closed and locked the door once more.

Going into the living room, she picked up the phone and started to carry it to it’s base again, wanting to continue to work on her homework now that the calls were done.

She jumped when the phone rang in her hand. Frowning and thinking that her parents were calling to check on her again, she answered. “Hello…” she got out.

“Hello. It’s Mary-san. I’m right behind you…”

The phone slipped from her grasp as she turned around, eyes wide and horrified…

Later that night, her parents opened the front door, wondering why the living room lights were still on so late when they knew their daughter usually went to bed at a decent hour when she had school the next day. They got their answer when they walked into the living room.

Sakura Haruno was on the floor, surrounded by her own blood, stabbed to death as she stared at her parents with a look of horror frozen on her face.
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