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The Serpent's Child	By : Hedari Category: Naruto > General Views: 1737 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Manami's P.O.V
I woke up. But my eyes did not open.
There was a really pleasant smell... It reminded me of fresh, newly washed towels. It was soft.
I wonder, can Orochimaru-sama smell this as well? I should see him. I want to see him so bad...
I still didn't open my eyes. My head was aching more and more with every second. I could not remember what happened.
Stony walls of the hideout... Flame of the candles... Kabuto...
Sasuke and Orochimaru-sama...
Orochimaru-sama... He... He is gone.
My eyes shot open at this thought. I lifted my head slowly and looked around . My eyes... They were blinded by the light of this place. Where am I?
I was sitting on the softly brownish, wooden floor. It was a small room which looked nothing like the hideout. There were two huge windows in the wall on my right, however, it was dark outside, so I could not see anything. I looked away. The walls were painted with warm, creamy color. They were lit by small circular lamps hanging on them. The room was pretty bright, at least for my eyes.
I gazed around till my eyes stopped on the person in front of me.
Sasuke.
He stared at me calmly. He was here, right across me, sitting on the floor and watching me.
My headache intensified. What happened? Why I am here?
Orochimaru-sama...
Sasuke... Sasuke killed him.
As soon as I realized it, my heart dropped to my knees. I glared at Sasuke, who was so emotionless, as if nothing happened.
I will kill him...
My eyes began to sting, but I ignored it. I quickly glanced to my right leg - yes, my ninja pouch was still here. I will kill Sasuke now. I will avenge Orochimaru-sama.
I tried to reach for my kunai only to realize that I couldn't move my hands at all. I looked down - they were tied together with a rope. That bastard... I tried to break free, but it was pointless - my hands felt as if they were glued together. The rope was very tight.
I glared at Sasuke again, who looked kind of relaxed.
Something started to devour me from the inside. Uchiha... He took away everything I had.
He took away my most precious thing.
Before I could realize it, tears were streaming down my face. I couldn't hold them back anymore.
Sasuke's P.O.V
It was just a couple of hours after I've brought Manami here and she woke up. As I expected, the first thing she wanted to do after waking up was to kill me. I had no time for that.
My eyes were fixed on her. She was glaring daggers at me and trying to untie herself unsuccessfully. Her purple eyes, usually so bright and intense, were dark now and stained with tears. Her face was pale and looked exhausted, however, I could see the hate and confusion written over her soft features.
If she could, she would kill me instantly now. She had it - the intention to kill.
"I h-hate you, S-Sasuke Uchiha..." Manami spat at me, her voice was cracking. "Untie me now and... And I will k-kill you with my own hands..."
"I will do that soon." I replied and got up from the floor.
I took a few steps towards her - her glare intensified.
Manami looked so helpless and weak. Her pony tail, which she usually wore while she was training, was messy now - the strands of her raven black hair were all over her face and shoulders. Her arms were bruised slightly. Her face was flowing with tears which she tried to swallow, but more of them were coming out. At this moment, she looked pathetic.
Yet, at the same time, there is no single thing that I would rather look at right now.
Manami's P.O.V
He must be mocking me... Does this make him happy, too see me destroyed like that? Is this what he wanted?
I could feel the energy leave me. I stopped moving around - it was pointless. I depended on Sasuke now, no matter how much I hated that.
"Why didn't you kill me?" I asked him, glaring at him again. "Why? Why did you let me stay alive? I don-"
"Shut up," Sasuke spoke out.
I gritted my teeth, but did not say a word. He closed his eyes for a second and opened them again. His face looked like it was frozen - there was nothing in it. Or at least I could not see.
I couldn't understand what he wanted from me. Why are we here? What are we waiting for? I glanced around the room, but there was nobody else here. I noticed Sasuke's sword, which was resting against the wall.
"Manami."
I looked at Sasuke.
"Orochimaru was deceiving you this whole time."
His voice was low and smooth - it made me feel strange.
"What are you talking about?" I asked calmly.
He stayed silent for a few seconds.
"Do you know what really happened to your village?"
I narrowed my eyes at him. What is this bullshit? What does it have to do with Orochimaru-sama?
"I know. How does that concern you?"
Sasuke glared at me coldly. His eyes looked stern now. What is he blabbering about?
"Idiot... If you knew, then how could you stay with the murderer of your own family?"
I didn't know what to say. My mind was not ready for this nonsense coming from Uchiha's mouth.
"I have no idea what you are talking about, Sasuke. And I really don't care."
Before I realized it, my back hit something harshly - Sasuke grabbed my shoulders and shoved me against the wall, making me wince in pain.
What the hell does he want from me...?
I opened my eyes to see Sasuke's face right in front of him - I rarely see him looking that pissed. I glared back at him.
"I had enough of your nonsense. Untie me now," I uttered. "I want to fight you right now."
"You're irritating me to no end, Manami." Sasuke whispered dangerously, his onyx black eyes piercing down to the very end of my brain. "You make me regret my choice to let you stay alive."
"That was a horrible choice, Uchiha," I answered, feeling my throat getting heavy.
I blinked a few times to get my tears away.
Sasuke got up and glared at me again. I watched as he put his hand inside his shirt, as if he was looking for something. A few moments later he really took something out. I stared at it - it looked like a piece of paper or something like that. I blinked as Sasuke threw that thing at me and I barely managed to catch it with my still tied up hands. It was a piece of paper, I was right. It was slightly brown and folded four times, so I couldn't make out anything written in it.
"What is this?" I asked him, unable to understand what was going on at all.
Sasuke ignored me - I watched him back away and leave the room through the wooden door across me, shutting it behind him.
Now I was completely alone. The piece of paper in my hands was the only thing making any sound - it rustled quietly while I was feeling it between my fingers. The surface of it was very soft and smooth. It felt nice against my skin.
My mind was blank. I unfolded the paper, only to see something written on it in a neat way. The letters were small, but easy to read. I had no other choice, but to start reading.
Hidden Storm Village
Hidden Storm Village was attacked and burned for unknown reasons.
Confirmed survivors - none.
The main suspect - Orochimaru, one of the legendary Sannins from the Hidden Leaf Village, and his followers. Their identities are unknown.
Two witnesses from the closest neighbouring Hidden Frost Village claimed that the news about the destruction of Hidden Storm Village reached them only two hours later due to the complicated access to the Hidden Storm Village - it was surrounded by dense woods.
The trees surrounding the village were set on fire and used as a barrier to prevent the residents from escaping. This was later confirmed by Hidden Frost Village officers.
Prior to the tragedy, Hidden Storm Village was known for farming and trade activities.
After the tragedy, Hidden Storm Village was officially removed from the maps.
I dropped the paper to the ground.
A slight smile reached my cracked lips.
Orochimaru-sama would never do that. He wouldn't do that to me.
I leaned back against the wall. The air in the room became so thick that I had a hard time breathing. The thin curtain on the window wavered.
Orochimaru-sama didn't do that. I don't believe this. Uchiha made it up.
But why was Orochimaru-sama there on that fateful day? Don't tell me you never wondered, Manami.
He told me why. He told me... He had things to do.
My body trembled and I cowered.
He would never do that. He is not like that. He couldn't...
Don't fool yourself, Manami. You know about the things he used to do. Why do you think that he couldn't...?
"No, no."
It was my own whisper ringing in the empty room. My head felt like it was being thrown around like a ball.
I sat like this, and it felt eternity. The creamy walls did not look that bright anymore. They became dark, soiled and greasy. They were burned to the ground.
Before I could notice it, my shirt became wet from the salty liquid.
I was all alone, from the very beginning. There is no reason for me to be.
Orochimaru... Sama... You told me to never betray you, then why... Why were you the one to betray me?
I don't know how, but I managed to rip apart the ropes holding my hands together.
There was nothing in my mind anymore. What could be there?
I should have never survived. I don't belong here. I don't exist.
A salty drop touched my lips and finally I was able to brush it away with my hand.
I quickly reached for my pouch. My eyes landed on it and I froze for a second - I still remember that day when I got my ninja weapons. Kabuto gave them to me when I was eight or nine, I think. I pleaded for them million times. Orochimaru finally agreed to let me have them. I was so proud. I wanted to get strong.
And here, look at me now... I smiled to myself sadly. I am the most useless thing one could think of. Thankfully, it was about to end.
There is no reason anymore.
I slowly took out a kunai with my trembling hands. Only now I noticed that one of my hands was bandaged - I instantly remembered what happened. Sasuke's sword...
I glanced at it one last time. It looked peaceful in the corner. It looked calm. The more I looked at it, the more calm I felt. But there was no time to stare at it.
I grasped the kunai tightly and analyzed it in my hand. I brushed my index finger of my other hand against the edge - it felt cold and smooth.
I pointed the thing against my stomach. No.
I lifted it up against my neck. That was it. That was the end for me. Not the way I imagined it.
One last breath and I am gone. It should have happened long ago, how did I make it to this day?
The sharp steel touched the skin of my neck. I shivered from the sensation.
I closed my eyes. They say that your whole life passes by in front of you during such moments. But there was nothing I wanted to remember of this pitiful life I was leading. Deceived... Blind... And foolish.
Three.
Two.
One.
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