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Bits and Pieces: Naruto	By : Strailo Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 22627 -:- 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: Creepy Little Fuck
Fandom: Naruto
Characters: Sasuke, various
Warnings: Character death
Word count: 1,263
Based off of: Antique Doll
AN: This was actually kinda fun to write, once I got past my immense dislike of freaky little dolls. Hell, even my porcelain doll collection is packed away. And not because I lack space people...
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It was during the summer before his senior year at high school that Sasuke found himself digging around in the family manors attic, glad that it was so well ventilated and that it was kept at a steady temperature. Considering just how warm it was outside, he would rather be in the attic, dust dancing in the air or not, then nothing at all. He was looking around for a trunk that his mother had asked for. Apparently it held a doll that she wanted to have appraised so he was doing the digging for her while his brother was out of town.
Sighing, he smirked when he finally found the trunk, opening it and digging through the clothes and finding the odd little box that the doll was held in. The box itself was a heavy dark wood with a celtic cross carved on each side and on the top and bottom of it. It was lined by tarnished silver but still a beautiful piece of work that showed just how his family had gone from a lower clan to a high ranking clan in the world of business.
Feeling curious about the doll itself, he popped open the case and recoiled with a look of disgust on his face. The doll was hideous. The head was bald, the skin of it cracked, caked in dirt like it had been buried instead of placed in a box in a trunk. The teeth though were long, sharp. Pointy. Almost beastly in shape and size, making him think of a snarling animal.
Shuddering once more, he closed the box before closing the trunk and taking it down stairs to his mother. “I don’t know why we even kept this nasty thing,” Sasuke stated when he placed the doll down onto his mother’s desk.
“It was a gift from a friend of our clan when we were first starting our rise to the top of the business world,” his mother stated, opening the box for a quick look before closing it. “Place the box in the closet near your staircase would you?” she asked. “The other items are there right now and we need it close by.”
“Yeah, sure,” Sasuke hummed and picking up the box and heading to his part of the house. The manor was shaped oddly, the main staircase leading to the guest rooms while the side branches of the manor house lead to various wings for the family that allowed them all the privacy that they could want. Sasuke’s part was two story, his bedroom broken up into a large bathroom, a walk in closet and his bedroom area along with a personal entertainment area. A set of eight stairs lead up to his bedroom from a large entertainment room slash study that he used for when he wanted to have friends over without taking them to his room. There was also a large closet that was used for random things and since at the moment they were getting several things appraised, they were shoving them in there.
Opening the closet, he looked at the box and suppressed a shudder before sticking the box on a shelf and tried to forget it for the rest of the day. A few days later after he went to bed, forgetting mostly about the hideous doll, Sasuke was laying in bed with a book when he heard a sound. It was a soft shuffling noise, something that went on and off for about five minutes, the sound coming from down his stairs. When it stopped, he shrugged and went back to his book before a brief dragging noise came to him before a scuttling like small feet walking very fast followed after.
“The hell?” he breathed, moving to get out before going stock still at an icy cold fear gripped him and made him not move from his bed. A faint sound, almost like a raspy voice, came from his stairs.
“Sasuke,” it cooed, “I’m on the first step.” The words made him shudder even as the sound of whatever it was turned tail and ran for where ever it had come from. For the rest of the night, Sasuke stayed up, unwilling to go to sleep until the sun was peeking in through his curtains and he was able to get a few hours of sleep.
Later that day, he told his mother about the odd noise and even odder voice over lunch. She took one look at the bags under his bloodshot eyes and the fact that he was about to fall asleep in his turkey and swiss sub before telling him to stop watching horror movies so late at night. Seeing as he had watched a movie while talking with a friend the night before, he shrugged the night off and went about his day.
That night as he was climbing into bed, he made sure that there wasn’t anything around that wasn’t supposed to be there before he slid back out of it and headed down to the closet. Checking on the items in there, including the doll, he sighed at not finding a thing out of place. Once that was done, he was able to climb into bed and fall asleep after an hour of tossing and turning between the sheets.
It wasn’t long though before he heard the voice once more, waking up from a deep sleep and wondering if he was only able to hear it in his head. “Sasssuuukkkeeee,” it cooed, drawing out his name. “I’m on the fourth step,” the voice said before once more the sound of whatever it was running for it’s hiding place. Shuddering, Sasuke once more found himself unable to sleep for the rest of the night, only getting sleep once the dawn was peeking through his curtains.
The next day, he told his friends about what was happening during a lunch out and was told that maybe he needed to invest in a heavy lock for the closet if something like that doll was freaking out. Kiba, the idiot, suggested he back off the cheap 80’s movies that included dolls and was promptly smacked up side the head by his lover who just rolled his eyes.
That night Sasuke left his side table lamp on, hoping to keep it quiet, closing the door that lead to the stairs, something that he rarely did. As he tossed and turned, he went still when the voice came again. “Sasuke! I’m on the top step,” it said, sounding as if it was laughing.
He flipped over and watched as his door opened slowly, unable to move. Unable to scream or try to run.
The next morning it was a maid who found him at the bottom of his stairs with the doll next to him. The investigators thought that it was possible that someone had moved the doll as a prank in the middle of the night, forcing him to try to take it back to the box that it usually resided in. Instead he had tripped and fallen down the stairs, breaking his neck in the darkness of the room.
After he was buried, the doll was picked up by a sympathetically smiling Naruto who promised that the doll would find a good home. They never did figure out why someone would steal it from her son’s blond friend and bury the doll in with her grandfather’s body, but they decided to leave it there.
It was just such a mess to unbury the coffin again after all.
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