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Chapter Ten

Funeral

"I need to talk to you" We both stood in silence, only the rain filled in the gaps in between.

"I don't think you're ready to talk to me" I lied. I was the one that wasn't ready to face him. I didn't know what to ask him about his personal problems or about today either.

"Please, let me in. The last few days have been hell for me. You need to know about my behavior" He stepped forward and gently held my hands in his.

I dropped my head so I couldn't meet his eyes. Naruto brought his thumbs up against my cheeks and brought us in an eye lock.

"Ok" Naruto pushed me down into my chair and gently closed the door behind us. And locking it to make sure we were not interrupted. He took a seat on the stool in front of me and sat there for a few minutes in silence.

"Where should I begin?" He asked himself.

"How long has this Kyuubi influenced your family?" I blurted out.

Naruto seemed taken back by this, but he answered my question. "It has been apart of my family since my great-grandmother. After her, it went through my grandfather, through my mother, and now me. We don't know what causes it or where it came from. My dad told me its some form of multiple personality disorder."

"Has any of your family considered therapy for this?" I asked, Kushina seemed controlled enough. There must have been some help involved.

"My great-grandmother lived her entire life without any help. My grandfather committed suicide when he was eighteen." I had to interrupt him here.

"Eighteen? He was so young to have any children."

"He impregnated my grandmother the year before that. He went crazy the months following it, and later jumped off the city bridge. There was a note, of course there was a note. It said the "Kyuubi" made him do it." That was when the family started to see the Kyuubi emerge. But my grandmother didn't fully see the side effects of the Kyuubi until my mom was a teenager." Naruto dropped his head and rubbed his hands though his hair.

"What's wrong?" I bent my head to get a better look at him. Though it was pretty dark in the room so I really couldn't tell his expression on his face.

"My mom was the worse when she under the influence." He began to pant as though he was ready to cry. Tears began to slip from his eyes. "When the Kyuubi took control she hit my dad. She hit me. I didn't even know why she acted like that until after she left. I always thought I was just a bad son to think I was being punished." Naruto turned his head away from me.

I shushed him and took his head in my hands and brought him close to me. "Don't cry. Your mother isn't like that anymore. She loves you and she wouldn't hurt you."

"I hate this fucking thing. It destroyed my family. It ruined my life." He brought his face up to look at me. "It hurt you"

"What happened Naruto. Tell me"

"The fucking Kyuubi made me do bad things, still makes me do bad things." He continued to weep.

"What did he make you do?" I was beginning to regret even asking.

"He pushed him onto the tracks" Naruto began speaking as if he was narrating from a story. "I told him not to make me angry."

"Naruto listen to me" I shook his shoulders gently. "You are reliving a moment in time, snap out of it" I didn't stop shaking him. Naruto's hands clutched his pants tightly as he became tense from the horrid nightmare.

"Kyuubi never really liked Sasuke. He said no one would care if he died" Naruto didn't stop speaking. It became to the point where I slapped Naruto across the face to snap himself out of it.

He yelped in pain and clutched the side of his face in pain. "What did you do that for?" He snapped at me.

"I-I'm sorry you were giving your own monologue about something. You are obviously not ready to talk about this. Or I'm probably not the right person to be having this conversation with. I think its best if you went home and thought this over" I got up and went to unlock the door.

"No, stop. You have to know. This secret, I never had the courage to tell anyone this problem, but everyone knows it. That's what kills me about it, that I cant simply say it." Naruto pushed me back down.

"What do you need to say! Be a man and say something!" I shouted in frustration.

Without hesitation, Naruto yelled back, "I killed someone!"

I was taken back by this. "You what?"

"I killed Sasuke. We left my house and ventured out into the woods one day. When Sasuke stopped me and told me he was moving away to live with his older brother. His parents were getting divorced, and both couldn't seek an agreement on where to keep him. So they planned for him to live with his brother, but Itachi, his brother, lived in Europe at the time. I got angry that he was leaving me. I told him he wasn't moving, and he told not to be ridiculous. I started to cry and he laughed acting like it was no big deal, he claimed he would stay in touch by phone, but that was good enough for me. Soon we heard a train coming our way. Sasuke was smart enough to move to the side, but I grabbed him in a fit of rage and threw him into the train." Naruto fell to the floor crying.

I was still left speechless.

"The Kyuubi made me do it. I swear to any remote god in this world, that I didn't push him." In a desperate push against me, he threw himself on my lap. "I have been living with this for years. I didn't know how powerful the Kyuubi was at the time. I swear I didn't push him. Please believe me" He begged.

Finally I placed my thumbs on both sides of his cheeks and rubbed his tears away. "I believe you." Was I needed to say. Naruto was just a child at heart, that carried a terrible burden. Why need to punish someone, while they were dying on the inside from guilt.

"Get off the floor" I pulled him up with me and leaned against the table. Naruto leaned his forehead against mine and relaxed.

"Please don't tell anyone about this" He choked back a sob.

"I wont, now please stop crying"

He sniffed and nodded at my command. We both stood and held each other for a few minutes, just enjoying our presences together.

"That Kiba was such a smuck for leaving you. How could anyone pass up a chance with you." Naruto wiped his tears away.

"Lets not talk about Kiba" I leaned my forehead against his. And we stayed just like that for a few moments.

"Can you come to the funeral. I don't think I can stand there with Jiraiya looking so weak. Please just come with me" He gasped trying to push away the tears.

"Of course" We both smiled at each other. Finally reaching understanding with one another. I gave him a slight peck on the lips to reward his bravery for finally telling the truth. It became a blur after that. A slight kiss lead to a long kiss. That long kiss transformed into a chaste kiss. Over the course of the chaste kiss, I found myself pushed up against the desk, knocking off some inventory paper work and utensils. One thought floated through my mind as I realized I never kissed a boy like this. Panic rose instantly catching up quickly to my racing heart.

"I never done anything like this" I pushed him away.

"I can tell, your nails are digging into my skin" He looked over at his shoulder where my hand was gripped tightly.

"You need to relax" Naruto whispered against my lips. Moments later I followed his advice and leaned into his embrace. By now, we were tasting each others innate flavor. I would describe what happened next, but it went by too fast to even keep that memory retained. What we did was extremely inappropriate, as well as cliché. I mean sex in a office usually takes place in media or executive offices. It was nothing like movies either. I didn't feel passion, I felt pain. I didn't feel beautiful, I felt sweaty. What I do remember, was feeling incredibly embarrassed when I cleaned the desk of sweat, blood, and extracurricular fluid. The ride home was worse, Naruto didn't know what to say. The radio wasn't helping either. Playing songs either with disco love making music or rap music with every sentence with the words fuck, slut, and cum repeating every few bars. Christ, even the radio was against me.

When I got home, Naruto leaned in for a kiss, yet I turned my head at the last minute and earned a kiss on the cheek.

"Its awkward I know. But, I don't regret it at all" Naruto pushed a stray hair behind my ear.

"Its not that, I'm glad it was with you. Its just, I don't know why I feel empty. Usually girls are all giggly and happy they lost their virginity. For me, it was just a lot of grunting and pain. Lots of pain." I sighed. "I'm sorry Naruto. I will talk to you tomorrow." I moved out of the car.

"I promise to still go to the funeral with you" I ran to my door and looked back to see if he left yet. Naruto gave a sad smile, waved, and finally drove away. Today was just a mess. I told my parents I would be back a little after midnight. It was now three in the morning, hopefully they were asleep. When I walked in, I was wrong. My mother was waiting for me in the living room.

"How are you Hinata?" She had that ridiculous smirk on her face.

"Hey mom" I walked right passed her.

"I see you arrived with Naruto" She looked back at me.

I took a few steps back down and gave her a blunt look. "No comment" I turned and went straight to my room, ignoring her laughter. This night couldn't get any worse. So I did the one thing to avoid any other awkward or catastrophe. And through my body on my bed and slept.

Only a few hours later, I was forced awake. I only slept for a good four hours. My mother never told my father about what time I came. The only thing I was looking forward to and wish to avoid at the same time, was to get out of the house to morally support Naruto and Mr. Jiraiya at the funeral. That and avoid my mother's mischievous glare.

The viewing before was small, very small. Those who attended, was me, Naruto, Mr. Jiraiya, Kushina, the priest, and two people I never saw before. The handsome tall men looked like an older version of Naruto and the woman next to him had short cut black hair and just shy above average height.

Naruto leaned over. "That's my dad and his second wife" Naruto's dad didn't even look in the direction of Kushina. I guess their divorce was just as painful as my parents.

The viewing went by quick. No one made any speeches out of fear a fight would break out between Kushina and Naruto's father. And Mr. Jiraiya was too weak to make any speech. So the priest made a short sermon with a small history on Mr. Jiraiya's wife and her achievements. A long time housewife of a war veteran was cut short by a deadly disease. Whenever the name, Minato, came up, I noticed that Kushina's hands would tense up. And when her hands tensed up, Naruto would reach out and grab my hand. He feared his mother and I could tell this funeral wouldn't end good.

From the viewing to the cemetery, Kushina began playing with her pocket knife in the car.

"You promised you would behave yourself." Mr. Jiraiya murmured.

"Its hard Jiraiya. Especially with that tramp in the room" Kushina gritted her teeth and continued to flick around the knife.

"Don't blame her for your mistakes" I tapped Naruto's shoulder to stop him for going any further to aggravate his mother.

Once at the cemetery, we watched as the casket was brought out and lowered slowly into the moist ground. Mr. Jiraiya's eyes began to tear up. He couldn't see his wife in the casket. He did not want to remember his wife in the frail state she was in right before his death.

While Kushina continued to stare daggers in the back of the blonde man's head. Once out of the car, he did not leave her sight once. She must have really kicked herself for leaving her husband.

Naruto placed his arm around me and brought me closer to him. He had some tears falling from his eyes at this point. It was hard to watch Naruto become vulnerable. I was so use to seeing his tough guy act and protecting me from harm. When I was going to lean in and tell him everything would be alright.

Mr. Jiraiya collapsed in front of the grave. "Jiraiya!" Kushina shifted her focus off Naruto's father and ran towards the fallen man.

I always had faith in medicine when it came to death. We rushed Mr. Jiraiya to the hospital as quickly as we could. I repeated to Naruto that his grandfather would be fine and back on his feet the next day. I always put my faith in medicine over God. And it hasn't failed me since. Yet, that was the day when my thoughts turned around.

This was the beginning of the end for Mr. Jiraiya, and we were all in denial.

The only thing I can say, I'm very sorry. And I have finally bounced back after school. Now that I'm finished I have the whole summer to make up for it.