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Who’s the Killer
By: Late-Sleeper
Beta-reader: Pay Backs a Bitch
Disclaimer: I don’t own a thing…
Chapter 8: End of Sin
Naruto looked at himself at the mirror. He wanted to scream
or throw something at the mirror…he didn’t
like what he saw on his reflection…he did not like who he had become.
He thought he already buried that memory behind…he thought
he had Kyuubi in control…
He fucking even became a novelist specializing in crime and
mystery so that he could have a channel for his inner demon.
There on his novel, Kyuubi was free to kill, free to plot
massacre, free to make any twisted thoughts…
But this was real…the killings were
real…
Kyuubi had emerged.
A loud scream escaped from his lips as he punched the mirror
not minding the pain the broken mirror cut through his fist. His eyes were
blazing with fury…eyes turning to a dark red hue.
Blood trickled down his fist and a sharp pain jolted him
from his trance. He looked down on his hand and was sadden by how blood now
covered his fist.
He loose control. Again.
A tear rolled from his eye as he silently cried inside. His
body slumped from the floor. He wanted to die now. He wanted to end it all.
Out of nowhere he had a sudden urge
to look at his right and like on automatic his head turned and he was shocked
to see the wall with the bloody written message. Curious he stood up and
inspected the written words…this was the first he was actually inspecting the
message written in blood coz the first time he saw it was just for a few
seconds.
It was the message when Chouji was first
attacked.
Chouji…
He never actually saw Chouji’s body after he was killed. Maybe it was time he visited his friend…his
victim…at least to say sorry.
He slowly dragged himself towards the door and went out. He trekked
down towards the room were Chouji was supposed to be confined. He gave a loud
sigh as he reached for the knob of the door and opened it. The room was well lit; it was actually clean for a crime scene.
He walked towards the bed where a big lump was in sight.
Down, lying on the bed Naruto
saw Chouji’s serene calm face; if he hadn’t known he
was dead he would think that the fat man was just sleeping. He looked peaceful.
Naruto grazed his eyes on Chouji’s body, saved from the
scratches on his thigh, Chouji’s body was not
that desecrated. Somehow, in the back of his mind, he wondered how Chouji died.
He never asked Shikamaru or the others how he died. He just assumed the worst
possible way, but now seeing the injury his friend received he couldn’t really tell how he died.
He couldn’t die due to blood loss,
the laceration and bruises from his thigh couldn’t killed him that fast…Chouji
could still scream for help.
Naruto frowned at that thought. The new information greatly
intrigued him.
He made up his mind; he wanted to see Kiba’s body.
With that Naruto dash out of the house to where they had
parked the cars. He remembered that Kiba was found
near his car. He made a beeline towards his car and sure thing the corpse of
Kiba was lying beside it.
He walked towards it no longer minding that it was a dead
body, his friend’s dead body. He inspected Kiba’s appearance. The dog boy did
not look like he fought. There were no sign of struggle only a cut on the
wrist…both wrists…
The possibility of blood loss was high…but not in a matter
of minutes…Kiba and Chouji’s dead was very peculiar…something was different…
…though one thing was sure, the lacerations are where they
had touched him…
Shino was saying it. Sai was telling him touches were
deadly…but why him? Is he right? Was it Kyuubi’s
doing?
Gaara. He needed
to see Gaara’s body.
He ran towards the house and
went towards the room where they’ve seen Gaara. Naruto
felt shivers run down his spine but shrugged it off. He needed to know. He needed to find
out.
He opened the door and Gaara’s body was the first thing he
saw. For a moment, he thought Gaara’s eyes were open and was staring straight
at him. For a second he wanted to run and hide, forget about everything, but he
needed to do it, for his friends, for him, for
his peace of mind.
He slowly walked towards the corpse and tried hard to look
at it. He shivered a bit when his mind conjures the thought that it was moving.
He stared at Gaara’s hand, his arm, the bruises…he knew those bruises…he knew
them…
He caused them…
His mouth gaped in sudden realization. It was all coming
back to him now. He fought Gaara…but he couldn’t
remember killing him…
His eyes traveled from Gaara’s arm to his face…just as the
other said it was almost scratched off but it was the
hanging that caused his death. He circled around the body when he noticed a
blood soaking the rope slightly from the nape area. At the back, Gaara’s nape was also cut, multiple times.
He shivered at the memory at how Gaara touched his nape in
the kitchen when the redhead suddenly went on him from behind, frightening him
like hell.
Only he and Gaara knew those touches…
He shook his head…
No someone was watching him at that time…he felt eyes on
him.
Shino…maybe Shino’s
body had clues.
He hurriedly walked away from the body of Gaara, thankful
that he could be out of the room, away from Gaara’s presence
or at least what was left of Gaara’s presence. On the doorway
he could feel eyes burning on his back.
Gaara’s.
He shook his head.
Gaara’s dead. Though the lingering
touches Gaara’s hands made on him, burned like fire…he couldn’t rubbed it off,
he couldn’t take the feeling off…Gaara’s touches… caresses were imbedded inside
his mind…
He shivered at that thought.
He hurriedly went towards the room where Shino died.
Upon reaching the hallway, Naruto eyes traveled on the
switch. Curious, he walk towards it and smelled it.
He frowned when he realized that he was right, he couldn’t believe it but his senses wouldn’t lie. Shaking his
head Naruto walked towards the room where Shino’s body lies. The door was open
so the first thing that revealed to him was the blood pooling from Shino’s
body.
He frowned at that.
Shino must have done something that really irritated the
killer…or him.
Naruto walked towards the body and looked down on it.
Multiple lacerations, stab wounds on the stomach, bruises were
seen on Shino’s waist and some part of his body. He stared at Shino’s
face.
…and the face stared back at him.
A fear run down his body as the eyes of the murdered victim
stared back at him…and in just a flicker of a second he actually thought the
face smirked at him…taunting him.
Naruto shook his head…he couldn’t
force himself to check at Shino’s body. He can’t. The
eyes felt like it were staring at him.
Naruto tried to shake the feelings away and turned his
attention around the room, trying to look around just to take his eyes off the
body…off those piercing eyes.
The room, except for the bloodied body of Shino, was
immaculately clean. The person who’s rooming inside
must be an OC.
Neji.
Naruto frowned and went towards the dresser to look at the
pictures, mindful not to look above where the message was
written in blood. He took a picture frame and look at it. The picture
was he and Neji. He smiled at how the young Neji tried hard not to smile and be
a pompous stoic bastard that he portrayed to be but failed.
Naruto look at another one, and another one, and another.
He frowned; all the pictures are just him and Neji.
…and a single picture of him, alone smiling at the camera.
Naruto frowned more. Why would someone put a picture of just him on a frame?
Still frowning…Naruto looked around for more pictures but
something caught his eyes.
Vials…
Drugs…
He already had seen those drugs before…
Curious, Naruto took one and examined the label his eyes
grew huge when he saw the name.
The same words a while ago. Secobarbital.
It can’t be.
It can’t be.
Naruto without even thinking run out of the room, feeling
suffocated on the air and his new found knowledge. He
needed to find Neji before another killing could take place.
Scurrying away Naruto tripped on a slippery substance. He
fell down, chest colliding with the floor, he tried to stand up, and he pushed
himself up by his hands planted on the floor but failed as his hands slipped
once again by the slippery substance.
The blond groaned in pain as his
face collided on the floor; he cursed his luck and tried to rub the sore on his nose away by his right hand but
was assaulted by distinctive smell of blood.
His eyes went wild and he stared at his hand. Blood.
In fright, adrenaline in use, the blond
stood up hurriedly. Panicked was written allover his face at the thought of
being covered by someone else blood. He searched for the source of it,
following the pool of blood his eyes had fallen on a closed door.
He walked towards it and prayed to all deity hoping it’s not who he thinks it is. He involuntarily gulped,
feeling something was obstructing his throat…he couldn’t
breath, the air is suffocating him…the anticipation was killing him.
He reached for the knob and turned it, he felt his breath was caught in his throat as the door opened. He looked
inside…
…when something caught his eyes…
…his jaw dropped slightly as a loud gasped escaped his lips…
There on a chair was the bloodied body of someone, a raven
man.
Sai.
Naruto tried to calm himself before he approached the body.
Upon seeing Sai in a close distance Naruto almost
wished he hadn’t approached it. On closer inspection, Naruto realized that Sai
was tied on the chair; his hands and chest were adorned with heavy
slashes…slashes which were the same as the previous
killings…
There were also hand prints on Sai’s neck; the killer might
have strangled the raven to death.
Naruto eyes trailed on Sai’s face and cringed as the face
stared back at him grinning…Sai was actually grinning when he died. He must
have been mocking the killer.
Naruto almost averted his gaze immediately but something
caught his eyes, he looked closely at Sai’s mouth, the pooling of blood inside
it. Odd.
Naruto summoning enough courage looked more closely, his
face mere inches from the corpse face, and somehow he felt Sai’s breath on his
cheeks…
He shook his head to clear it up.
Sai is dead.
He frowned at how imaginative his mind could be. He turned
again his attention on Sai’s lips…the blood pooling from inside his mouth.
Naruto gulped once again as he gently raised his hand towards Sai’s chin.
Gently he opened the cadaver’s mouth by lowering Sai’s chin
a bit.
He almost lost his control
when he saw Sai’s tongue…or at least what was left of it. Hurriedly he took
away his hands like it was on fire. The killer must
have been angry at Sai to kill him like this…the killer was getting more and more sadistic then
ever before…
Although feeling the cold creeping through his being Naruto
continued to inspect Sai’s whole body.
A cut tongue.
Slashes and laceration on his hands, arms
and chest.
A stab on his right thigh.
A laceration on his neck.
Another stab at the back.
Yes, definitely the killer was
mad at him for something.
But something was missing. He
inspected the body once again, looking for that particular thing but he got
none.
Odd.
The smell of blood once more assaulted his senses and he
almost gag at the foul smell. Thinking that the stench would suffocate him,
Naruto decided to get away from the crime scene, fast.
As he scrammed out of the room, he thanked the cool breeze
that cleared the stench clouding his nose. He took a deep breath as he tried to
clear his mind. Another killing took place.
Another was dead.
So it means only he, Sasuke, Shikamaru and Neji were still alive.
He frowned at that thought. Something on the back of his
brain is thumping loudly. Something important that he
forgot….but what?
Shit!
He shook his head again to clear it up but Sai’s face and
Gaara’s eyes were flashing on his mind, taunting, mocking, smirking, and
pulling him to insanity.
He thumped the back of his head on the wall where he was
leaning on and made a loud sigh. Guilt was really creeping up on him as he
remember Gaara’s angry face when he was hitting him…he wondered if Sai had the
same reaction when he did that to him…that’s it he really was the killer.
Shit!
How could he kill all those people?
How could he hurt those he value as family?
A slumped down on the ground as he thought about his dead
comrades; tears were already building up in his eyes…
He could not let another killing take place…the three most
important people to him were the only people
left…he couldn’t bare to see them hurt…
He couldn’t hurt them…
He remembered Shikamaru’s paling
face as the killer choked him to death…he couldn’t let that happ…
Wait.
He was there. He was there when Shikamaru was
attacked. He was fucking there!!! The killer
even attacked him.
So that means.
“Oh shit!”
Naruto gaped; his eyes grew huge like a saucer in sudden
realization of his idiocy. He banged his head on the wall this time hard enough
to really cause some physical pain to himself as punishment for being an
utterly idiot.
Damn! How could he not think that before!!!
He was fucking there and even saved Shikamaru from being killed…good thing he
was looking for something that’s why he went down to
the kitchen to get a key or anything to unlock the…
“Oh fuck!” Naruto cursed himself once more for being an
idiot. He hurriedly sprinted down the kitchen to look for something to unlock
the mystery door he wanted to open before he saw Shikamaru.
He felt an adrenaline rush as he scampered
from cabinet to cabinet looking for the master key or anything that could open
the room. Frowning, he rattled his brain to remember where Sasuke hid the
master key.
He remembered Sasuke saying
something about a jar.
‘The cookie jar!’ Upon remembering
and praying that he was indeed right Naruto dashed toward
the jar on top of the counter and lifted the lid off. He gave a triumphant grin
as his eyes fell on the shiny keys inside it. Heh, bingo.
Feeling good about himself Naruto ran towards the second
floor and turn towards the wing where the mystery room was located.
Though upon reaching it, his nerves
gave way. He had a gut feeling who is inside the room…and that made him want to
shout out and cry.
Shaking his fear he tried to insert
one of the keys on the keyhole and like the Lady of
Luck was on his side the door opened
Upon realizing the he had opened the door, fear once again
crept up his body. The ominous feeling enveloped his whole body. With shaky fingers he tried to push the door open, and open it did and
the scene that welcomed him almost took his breath away.
There on the wall Neji was hanging with a large chuck of
wood piercing his left chest, the doctor’s heart is clearly the one being aimed for. Naruto’s hand instinctively flew towards
his agape lips and he felt something obstructing his throat. He can’t breathe. He felt his mouth gone dry. His knees felt
like jelly…and he wanted to die.
Like on automatic his shaky feet carried him towards his
friend’s body, his eyes roamed Neji’s bloodied corpse, still couldn’t
believe what he was seeing.
He raised a shaky hand towards Neji’s cheek and gently
caressed it, not even minding the blood that’s not
staining his hands. Tears started rolling from his eyes as he strokes the
already cold skin of Neji’s face.
“Why?” He asked to no one in particular. He don’t get why the killing took place…why is the killer
taking everything he valued and loved.
Naruto rested his forehead on Neji’s forehead as he cried
silently for his departed friend when his hand touched something sticking on
Neji’s body.
A syringe.
Naruto looked around and for the first time he realized that vials were scattered all over the place. Curious he
walked towards a pile of vials, tablets and pills; he took one and read it.
His eyes gone wild as he read the labeled.
It can’t be!
It can’t be!
“Sasuke!”
:TSUZUKI:
Late-Sleeper: -reads review- Ran Mouri…Ran Mouri?! -huggles
Ran Mouri- yay! I miss you. -scratches head- ehehehe sorry I haven’t updated my
gravitation fic I told you about hehehe
Killer:
Oi! Get on with the story.
Late-Sleeper: oh
yeah…the next chapter is the last one.
Killer: -rubs hands- good
Late-Sleeper: I
was actually thinking of a rape scene…but I guess it’s
not as popular as I thought it would be so I’m flushing that idea out
Sasuke: WHAT?! Why?!
Late-Sleeper:
because many readers don’t like rape.
Sasuke: No they like rape! They adore lemon! They want it! They
crave for it!
Late-Sleeper: No
they don’t! Beside the killer would be doing it…that
is unless you’re the killer… -frowns-
are you? –confused-
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