Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floooooor
Naruto’s world went black, and a smile crept onto his face. “What!? Allergic to music? That’s ridiculous!” Ryota shrugged and continued. “Whatever, we’ll beat the shit out of you anyway, starting now!” He charged Naruto with full speed. ‘The little ****er won’t even know what hit him.’ Suddenly he noticed the smile on Naruto’s face, and came to a sudden stop right before him; he grabbed the Uzumaki’s collar, lifted him up and smacked him towards one of the lockers. “What’s with you, dipshit? Smiling at your own funeral? Not a smart move.”
One - Nothing wrong with me
Naruto looked up at the senior, a psychotic smile had overtaken his features, madness radiated from his eyes “Whatcha looking at? Something funny on my face?”
Two - Nothing wrong with me
Ryota looked at the boy with a bit of fear in his eyes. Something in the back of his mind screamed at him to let go of the freshman, but his pride as a senior wouldn’t let him do anything else than hit the little bastard. So he punched the seemingly insane kid as hard as he could in the face, which caused Naruto’s head to snap sideways into some of the lockers. The freshman immediately started bleeding from the corner of his mouth, but the smile never left his face.
Three - Nothing wrong with me
“What’s wrong you? Did someone steal your tongue?” Naruto’s voice seemed different, it seemed deeper, it sounded so haunted, as if a war veteran had possessed the freshman’s body, it send a chill down Ryota’s spine. The senior was seriously starting to doubt the brilliance of his little ambush.
Four - Nothing wrong with me
Tthat second of wondering, that second where he didn’t have his full attention focused on Naruto, was the second which costed him several broken ribs. The large crowd had been watching the fight with widened eyes for some time now. But even the most attentive students couldn’t follow the speed of Naruto’s right fist, as he suddenly without warning smashed it into the senior’s chest. A few students were able to catch a glimpse of Ryota’s chest bulging inwards from the sheer force of Naruto’s punch, and the whole crowd heard the loud snap as several of the seniors ribs broke under the pressure. The large boy was blasted back by the power of Naruto’s punch, and he collided with some lockers on the other side of the hall, with such a speed that it caused some of the lockers to bend inwards. The senior thug, who had been watching the short fight with a superior smile, suddenly turned pale, and looked at Naruto as if he’d just grown a new head. The two others who each had been holding one of Shikamaru’s arms, to prevent him from interfering, let him go as if they had burned their hands on the Nara’s arms. The large crowd of students, who before had been cheering randomly, went dead-silent and stared at Naruto with gaping faces. Had it not been for the heavy metal playing quite loudly in the background, you would’ve been able to hear a pin hit the floor.
Naruto was the only one not affected by the mood. Shikamaru was staring at him with an amazed expression, and Chouji was still unconscious, the psychotic grin Naruto was wearing hadn’t disappeared for a second. Suddenly it seemed like the blonde boy became aware of the silence. He took a few steps into the middle of the circle formed by the crowd, and dusted himself off. “Now,” he said in a sugar coated voice. “Who’s next on the list?”
Naruto took a single step towards some of the spectators, which immediately made a few of the less brave, take a frightened step backwards the. “The music demands action, you must give me action or the consequences will be severe,” Naruto said almost mechanically. He lashed out after the student closest to him. The music demanded action, he had to create action.
Just before he hit the student, who was staring at him with frightened amazement, Naruto felt a hand on his arm. Naruto knew he could easily overpower whoever the owner of the arm was, but somehow the surprise of being touched made him stop his punch. Naruto turned his head to identify whoever it was that dared stop him from execute the wish of the music, to come face to face with Shikamaru, who was looking him pleadingly, staring deeply into his soul. “Naruto, you have to stop.”
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AN: Last chapter unless people really want me to continue o.o
I know i'm attention-whoring, but if nobody wants to read my work, i don't really want to write it.
There will be no Yaoi or slash in this fic.
If i somehow manage to make this fic long enough, i have a pairing in mind.
FanFics Forever.
Zero
Link to the previous chapter:
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floooooor
Naruto’s world went black, and a smile crept onto his face. “What!? Allergic to music? That’s ridiculous!” Ryota shrugged and continued. “Whatever, we’ll beat the shit out of you anyway, starting now!” He charged Naruto with full speed. ‘The little ****er won’t even know what hit him.’ Suddenly he noticed the smile on Naruto’s face, and came to a sudden stop right before him; he grabbed the Uzumaki’s collar, lifted him up and smacked him towards one of the lockers. “What’s with you, dipshit? Smiling at your own funeral? Not a smart move.”
One - Nothing wrong with me
Naruto looked up at the senior, a psychotic smile had overtaken his features, madness radiated from his eyes “Whatcha looking at? Something funny on my face?”
Two - Nothing wrong with me
Ryota looked at the boy with a bit of fear in his eyes. Something in the back of his mind screamed at him to let go of the freshman, but his pride as a senior wouldn’t let him do anything else than hit the little bastard. So he punched the seemingly insane kid as hard as he could in the face, which caused Naruto’s head to snap sideways into some of the lockers. The freshman immediately started bleeding from the corner of his mouth, but the smile never left his face.
Three - Nothing wrong with me
“What’s wrong you? Did someone steal your tongue?” Naruto’s voice seemed different, it seemed deeper, it sounded so haunted, as if a war veteran had possessed the freshman’s body, it send a chill down Ryota’s spine. The senior was seriously starting to doubt the brilliance of his little ambush.
Four - Nothing wrong with me
Tthat second of wondering, that second where he didn’t have his full attention focused on Naruto, was the second which costed him several broken ribs. The large crowd had been watching the fight with widened eyes for some time now. But even the most attentive students couldn’t follow the speed of Naruto’s right fist, as he suddenly without warning smashed it into the senior’s chest. A few students were able to catch a glimpse of Ryota’s chest bulging inwards from the sheer force of Naruto’s punch, and the whole crowd heard the loud snap as several of the seniors ribs broke under the pressure. The large boy was blasted back by the power of Naruto’s punch, and he collided with some lockers on the other side of the hall, with such a speed that it caused some of the lockers to bend inwards. The senior thug, who had been watching the short fight with a superior smile, suddenly turned pale, and looked at Naruto as if he’d just grown a new head. The two others who each had been holding one of Shikamaru’s arms, to prevent him from interfering, let him go as if they had burned their hands on the Nara’s arms. The large crowd of students, who before had been cheering randomly, went dead-silent and stared at Naruto with gaping faces. Had it not been for the heavy metal playing quite loudly in the background, you would’ve been able to hear a pin hit the floor.
Naruto was the only one not affected by the mood. Shikamaru was staring at him with an amazed expression, and Chouji was still unconscious, the psychotic grin Naruto was wearing hadn’t disappeared for a second. Suddenly it seemed like the blonde boy became aware of the silence. He took a few steps into the middle of the circle formed by the crowd, and dusted himself off. “Now,” he said in a sugar coated voice. “Who’s next on the list?”
Naruto took a single step towards some of the spectators, which immediately made a few of the less brave, take a frightened step backwards the. “The music demands action, you must give me action or the consequences will be severe,” Naruto said almost mechanically. He lashed out after the student closest to him. The music demanded action, he had to create action.
Just before he hit the student, who was staring at him with frightened amazement, Naruto felt a hand on his arm. Naruto knew he could easily overpower whoever the owner of the arm was, but somehow the surprise of being touched made him stop his punch. Naruto turned his head to identify whoever it was that dared stop him from execute the wish of the music, to come face to face with Shikamaru, who was looking him pleadingly, staring deeply into his soul. “Naruto, you have to stop.”
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AN: Last chapter unless people really want me to continue o.o
I know i'm attention-whoring, but if nobody wants to read my work, i don't really want to write it.
There will be no Yaoi or slash in this fic.
If i somehow manage to make this fic long enough, i have a pairing in mind.
FanFics Forever.
Zero
Link to the previous chapter:
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