***Author's Note: I guess I should've put a notice up in the last chapter as well… But this chapter I'll go ahead and openly warn it. Content with gore up ahead. Reader discretion advised, read at your own risk.***
~Multiple POVs, after Soutarou's 'death'~
Soutarou's mind moved slowly, before the memories of Kushina's dying words, her pitiful gaze all flashed before his eyes and he slowly turned his head towards the voice only to be met with a still bright and happy Kushina…
Soutarou's eyes shook for a moment and he stared right at Kushina remembering her saying "I love you." Before her death flashed before his eyes, he clutched his head in pain and horror before looking up at her safe and sound and breathing a deep sigh of relief. Without thinking he jumped out of his bed and threw himself into a bear hug around Kushina. Mikoto's brows furrowed and Naori's eyes glinted and turned hazy immediately. The pair left the room in silence before closing the door, and staring at it blankly. Meanwhile inside the room, Kushina's face turned into a red and flushed mess. She incoherently babbled and eventually hugged Soutarou, who gripped her so tightly she felt a little suffocated, back. She tried to speak several times, only for Soutarou's shaky breathing to force her words back down. Just as Soutarou was about to let go, a suited thug, Tsunade kicked the door open and said, "Brat-!"
Before finding Soutarou's arms wrapped around Kushina's waist and for Kushina to be staring upwards at Soutarou with what could only be described as doe eyes. Tsunade's voice caught in her throat and she muttered an unheard apology before closing the door silently and standing blankly beside Naori and Mikoto.
Her lips pursed and she just stood there deflated as a balloon. In the end Kushina literally had to rip free from Soutarou's grip and comprise that she wouldn't let go of his hand, no matter what. As the pair made their way downstairs, they were met by a blank faced Naori, Tsunade, and Mikoto. As for Mito who was usually reading her newspaper, she was frowning and sipping her coffee menacingly while wondering why those three were so lost, before she saw Soutarou holding Kushina's hand. She both realized what exactly had happened and tightened her grip on a pen she had just grabbed to try to solve a crossword, in the end the pen snapped in her hand spilling dark black ink all over her hand.
In the end Soutarou and Kushina didn't even eat breakfast and just walked out of the house without even saying goodbye, making Mito's face turn completely black and dark. For nearly ten minutes nothing was said, before Mito finally got up and began washing her hands. Mikoto finally broke down into tears at that moment, with Naori stabbing a fork straight into the table so deeply the pronged endings of the fork disappeared from view. As for Tsunade her reaction was much more muted on the surface, but her eyes turned unreadable as inexplicable thoughts raced in her mind.
Mito on the other hand found her heart sinking as she realized what thoughts had gone through her mind and why she felt so angry she even muttered, "At my age…? Love…? This…- I… Forget it. I'm glad that brat has Kushina at least…"
Her words instantly triggered all three girls, with Naori just straight up running out of the house, Tsunade grabbed her coat and began to smoke inside the house, and Mikoto stood still as a statue.
~Nono Yakushi POV~
Soutarou and Kushina at this point had walked back into school hand in hand causing a dirty blonde haired girl wearing round glasses and an outrageous rack, yet an overall nerdy school girl vibe to drop her notebook that she clutched close to herself in denial.
'Soutarou-kun…? Ah… But… Why? It hurts… I…'
~Pakura POV~
Elsewhere another short skirted girl with orange and green hair, but a long sleeved uniform top and leg warmers' face darkened immediately and she followed the pair, before falling back and sending off a message.
'The mistress will want to see this… How dare she! A mere ant!'
~#@(@)#()@(# POV~
Another girl with long black hair and purple kaleidoscope-like eyes with two distinct crescent moons in them frowned deeply staring at a message before staring out a window.
'Beloved…. Running away… Mine… Mine… All mine… THEY DARE COVET WHAT'S MINE?'
~??? POV~
Another girl with black eyes and black hair simply watched and shook her head.
'Foolish Soutarou… You never learn…So this time Learn. Learn, learn well…'
~Naori POV, Outside of the genjutsu world in the real Naruto world~
Naori who had just triggered her Izanami frowned deeply as she felt just how much ocular power was consumed, but more than that it was the fact that she instantly lost control of her genjutsu, yet Soutarou remained under a genjutsu. One much stronger than what her Izanami could do…
'My genjutsu got hijacked? But… Madara! Dammit! I need to tell Lady Mito…! I messed up… Big time! Souta-chan! Please be ok! I'll try to break you out as soon as possible!'
Naori's thoughts ran a thousand miles a minute as she realized injecting and disrupting Soutarou's chakra did nothing.
'They really hijacked my ocular technique… At this point I can only hope Lady Mito has a solution…'
Naori sighed and shook her head before reporting the situation…
~Back inside the Genjutsu, Soutarou POV~
Still unwilling to let go of Kushina's hand, Soutarou clutched it throughout the day even going so far as to switch seats with some random just to be able to keep their fingers locked. And so the day repeated, even Minato getting beat even though this time Soutarou didn't say anything. Soutarou paid it no mind as his mind raced and his thoughts drifted towards what happened last time, or that nightmare as Soutarou had forced himself to believe. As the pair eventually began to make their way home, Kushina asked to take a detour, but Soutarou insisted that they go home quickly, with the horror of Kushina's brain matter splattering all over him as she mouthed I love you to him one last time.
With his eyes warily darting around every corner, he finally breathed a sigh of relief once they made it home.
'Thank god nothing happened-'
Unfortunately, he could tell something was wrong there as well. The gate was left open, which was something they'd never do, the door was cracked open and a smell of almost decay. Kushina scrunched her nose and gagged and Soutarou told her to wait outside for him.
Throwing the edge of his shirt collar over his nose, Soutarou kept his arms leveled and protecting his eyes and in a combat ready stance, as he kicked the door open. Immediately the pungent smell of decaying bodies hit his nose in full blast, sending Soutarou's stomach dropping, his heart racing, and an immensely bad premonition arising. Opening the living room door Soutaoru was stunned and terrified to the point that he just collapsed forwards, a gut wrenching scream of anger and grief tore out of Soutarou's mouth.
"ARHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Soutarou's vision danced, his body began shaking, as he stared at the horrifying scene in front of him.
Mangled arms, skinless muscle fibers, torn out bones, cut off heads, missing their eyes, drain out blood that pooled in what could only be called a scene straight out of a murder tv series. Stabbed eyes that lay assort on the coffee table. Black, amber-brown, violet, and dark brown eyes were laid out in a careful arrangement. Behind each pair of eyes were bloodied clumps of colored hair…. Black. Blonde. Red. Purple. Without even needing to know who the bodies came from, Soutarou bawled his eyes out. He cried and cried, holding the rotting bodies, he'd stopped caring… His world was collapsing in front of his eyes… Everyone was gone… He looked around in hope, in just a slight chance that it might not be real….
'Tsunade-nee? Tsunade-nee… This… Isn't… Funny…'
Before his eyes landed on what he knew was Tsunade's leg hanging from the roof with part of her skin left and her ever visible red nail polish sticking out like a sour thumb. His lips bled from how hard he bit them… before he turned away in anguish.
'Mikoto…!'
He then found himself in the back of the living space where skin was deposited by the piece and a clear piece of Mikoto's soft white pale skin rotted. His nails dug into his fists and he bled more…
'Please…. Mito-onee-cha-!'
Where Mito's unique talisman earrings were torn to shreds before being stuffed down a torn out esophagus… Soutarou's head bashed against the wall and prayer and begging…
'N…a…o…r…i…'
Where Naori's half skinless and hairless head remained stabbed onto a wooden pole that stabbed into what had to have been one of their chests… And his hope finally collapsed.
The rest of the lines blurred, body part, organ, bone, and muscle… nothing was spared. Like someone was searching for something hidden within the person themself. That which remained… only remained to haunt Soutarou… before his eyes landed on one corner, where a bloodied finger remained… and a bloodied message that seemed to have been purposefully smeared remained… "I… Love… You… I'm Sorr…"
Soutarou fell forwards, his forehead pressed against dry tacky almost rubbery hardening top layer while a sticky layer of brownish red blood clung to it. But Soutarou paid no mind
Soutarou's eyes hazed further, heart had nothing left, no purpose, nothing. He had failed in his one duty… To protect those he loved… His mind turned back to the memory of Kushina's death, but this time he felt it was so much worse…. Just as his eyes landed on a hanging rope, he made a terrifying realization… He'd left Kushina alone all this time.
'KUSHINA!'
Soutarou dashed outside only to be met with the same scene again. A burly man putting away a smoking gun…A bullet hole straight through Kushina's skull only this time there was a woman with black hair and complex purple eyes, who took out a knife and began to skin Kushina in front of his very eyes. He rushed forwards to try to stop her… He knew he couldn't save Kushina, but deep down some small hope remained. Yet, it all happened too fast and two more men jumped out the sides of the doorway and suppressed Soutarou for just long enough that the woman was able to take the gun from the burly man and shoot through Soutarou's legs, one bullet each, crippling him. Even after that he didn't stop, he still crawled and inched towards Kushina in hysteria.
Soutarou became an incoherent mess of, "Ku…shi…na…."
'KUSHINA!'
A chilling almost inhumane voice cooed to Soutarou, "Beloved… I found you… No more running away ok…? It's not good to cheat… Look at-"
Soutarou felt a chill run down his spine… almost soul level chill… yet he didn't care… all he knew was… This person took away everything he loved and cared for.
Soutarou roared with hatred as his vision blurred beyond redemption with the only thing keeping him awake being adrenaline, "I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU! I'LL TAKE AWAY EVERYTHING YOU CARE FOR!"
A slap resounded as the woman's gaze darkened; she grit her teeth for a moment before she stared and realized Soutarou was out cold. She commanded, "Pick him up. He's been punished enough this time"
"So burn the evidence. Make it seem like an unfortunate house fire, and then come back and burn the bodies and the ashes away. After that, throw the ashes into acid and atomize the rest, I don't even want the thought of those vixens to ever exist again. Sabotage any funeral attempts and burn all of the attempts. While you're at it pull out the weeds by the roots. Kill the families and the entire lineages. Best friends. Close friends. Associates. Keep killing till not one person who truly cares for them remains. The haters are fine. If the police show up… kill them too."
"As you wish, Boss."
The purple eyed woman smiled gleefully, and creepily, "Finally… We're together again… Soutarou~"
***Author's Note: Welcome to Kunoichi Are Scary. The title is no joke… Will there comedy going forwards? Eventually it will return. As for other things, you may have already begun to connect the dots yourself, if you haven't keep reading…To end off, I wish you good luck, because when I put yandere in the tags… I truly mean a real yandere…