Saisei (再生) - Naruto Reborn Fanfiction

45. Another Rogue?

By looking at this pic, I've realized I'm gay for Sakura.

Like damn, Sasuke is one lucky dude (in the anime).

So I've noticed many readers are confused by the Uchihanian language, not being able to understand it clearly.

I decided to provide some translations.

Hn.

Translation: Enjoy reading!

<3

B r U h-

We are close to 100K reads!!!

*screaming*

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER INCLUDES HINTS OF DARK THEMES! PLEASE DON'T READ IT IF YOU'RE EASILY TRIGGERED! 

I have mentioned a warning below as well.

YoU haVE bEEn WArneD

*screaming intensifies because that chapter name tho- oof*

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Pain.. this better work or I'm about to show you some true pain.

I had no idea what I was doing.

The fact that I'm so unprepared and have no idea what to do, makes me wanna cry but I can't do that.

Not now anyways.

My life is a disaster.

I glanced at Asuma's cold body lying next to me and I wanted to gag at the sight of blood decorating his vest.

Taking a life is easy. Living with it is the hard part.

"Why the fuck a stab to the heart?" I whispered to myself.

"Baka baka baka baka!" I smacked myself on the head repeatedly.

The blood lust had taken over me.

I really needed to put a leash on that.

I looked at my hands and activated my chakra. 

Okay, I got this.

Shishou wouldn't mislead me.

Within a few hours, the sun went down and the moon rose up. 

I got off my summon with Asuma's body before it disappeared in smoke.

Groaning and cussing like a damn sailor, I dragged Asuma's body to 'my place'.

"Oh Asuma watch out for the-"

THUMP!

A large sound was heard as Asuma's head banged against a rock.

"-rock." I finished lamely.

It wasn't as if he'd be angry at me anyways.

He was dead.

Shivering at the sudden dark thoughts appearing in my mind, I somehow managed to place him on a bed in the guest room.

I gulped.

Please work.

God damn it, I'll go to Konoha and willingly let Shikamaru kill me if I fail.

I chained Asuma's ankles and wrists to the bed post after removing his vest and shirt.

Kinky.

I snorted at the sudden thought which appeared in my mind. 

I removed my Akatsuki cloak, hanging it inside the closet in the guest room before cracking my fingers and stretching my body to hear satisfying cracks.