Chapter 45: The Pit

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Walking on the jagged rocks into The Pit, we finally found ourselves in the center of the hot and sweaty air of drugged up and drunk teens.

Soon we all got in the vibe of dancing ourselves with the hype of the party.

"Dude! Gimme some!" Kemono begged as Inojou brought out the bag he got from the girls.

"Where did you get that?" Kyurei questioned the banter of the loud party.

"I have my plugs," Inojou shrugged.

"Well I want some too," she demanded.

Inojou then turned to Choban with the bag.

"Nah, I'm driving these two lovebirds home. I'll pass." Choban shrugged off.

Walking over to them and pushing past grinding teenagers, I finally make my way over to them.

"Some of what?" I questioned innocently.

They all immediately exchanged looks.

"What?"

"Sar, it's Crystal Gen," Kyurei said politely.

"So?"

They all exchanged looks once more.

"So, you never use hard drugs, this shit will hit your brain and kick it into a full body experience of trip'," Inojou added.

"Yeah, its street name is literally 'Itachi's Genjutsu'," Kemono said with hesitation.

They were instantly in an awkward circle of silence. It didn't bother me at all but if my grandfather knew this stuff was going around, he wouldn't be as enthusiastic about it. I never knew my granduncle, just what my grandfather told me. And that shit hits deep for him.

"So? I want some too." I said, finally breaking the silence.

They were still quiet and reluctant. Trying hard to avoid my gaze. Ugh, I hated it. Because my family was so complicated, everyone treated me differently because of it. And because my family was so public, everyone knew everything about what was going with it. I guess that's what I get for being part of the most infamous clan in all of the shinobi world, the Uchiha clan, and part of the royal Hokage family. I have literally been watching my entire life.

"Just give him some. Who cares?" Choban finally spoke up in a calm manner.

Everyone respected Choban, so if he said something, it usually went.

Inojou then handed me a rock as well as handed one to Kemono and Kyurei. Lastly he grabbed one himself and then put the baggy sealed into his pocket.

We all exchanged looks as we pinched one Crystal Gen rock in our fingers. Immediately, we crushed it before lifting it quickly up to our nostrils and sniffing it up.

I zoned out a second before my vision began to blur into a neon aroma. I felt the red haze of my sharingan react before dissipating away.

"S-sar, your-r ey-yes," Kiyomi said, slurring her words.

Looking towards Inojou, I watched as his body swayed and smiled, "C-oo-ol m-man."

We giggled after an awkward silence and then we exchanged looks that we were all feeling the effects of the Crystal Gen.

"Let's party!" Kemono yelled with his arm wrapped around Kyurei.

We all cheered and then walked deeper in the pit. Following behind Choban, I saw his back begin to distort. I couldn't help but squint. He was talking to someone, could've been Kemono or maybe Inojou in front of him but it was all a blur in my ears. As the trip swirled my vision, I blinked a few times to help myself figure out where I was going. Where was I going? C-Cho? Choban! That's right I was following him. But where was he?

As I turned around in a different direction I realized that I had lost them. As I bumped into people in the pit, I almost lost my balance. Where were my friends?

"K-em-m? Ba-an? R-re-ei? Jou-u?" I spoke to myself trying to make it so I didn't forget who was trying to find it.

As I repeatedly find them in my mind, I couldn't help but drift from some other reality. As the people around began to disappear from my peripheral vision, I saw a warm light come from a crowd in front of me. It had to be one of my friends. Pushing past people I saw a woman with white hair. As I reached out to her, her head turned to me with a smile. I stopped immediately to see that I didn't know her. Something was familiar about her though. Her eyes. They looked like something that I had seen while stargazing. Like looking into the milky way. I had to have been tripping. As I rubbed my eyes and looked at her once more she was gone. Turning around and searching the crowd she was gone. That pale woman, why did she look like...

Suddenly my eyes looked on Kemono, I smiled for finally being able to find him. As he came more into view, I noticed that Kyurei was grinding against him as they kissed each passionately in the crowd.

Immediately I formed a look of disappointment as I turned away to try and find Inojou or Choban instead. What was I doing again? As I walked through the moshed crowd aimlessly, I searched the face of every person I passed. Who was I trying to find? Maybe I recognize something. Suddenly I felt that warm hazer again. As I weaved myself past people, I saw the woman again. She smiled at me before walking into a crowd.

"Wait!" I yelled as I reached out trying to follow her.

Pushing past people, I was able to see her bright white hair vaguely.

"Wait! Wait!" I continued to call out before I found myself out of the pit.

In Front of me was a thick haze of trees that she disappeared into. As I ran after her I slowed down as I entered the trees. Suddenly my vision was clear. Had the drugs worn off? But, where did she go? Suddenly there was a clearing that led to a cliff overlooking the city in the distance. There she was standing at the edge. As I stared at her, I watched as hair flew in the wind. Her back was faced towards me as she overlooked the city. Suddenly she began to walk forward.

"Hey! Wait! The cliff-" I said, reaching out at her.

Taking my first step after her, my feet sunk into the ground and then my vision changed to show that I was walking off the cliff. My heart sank as I felt my body fall with the gravity and I watched as my body began to swing forward over the cliff before I felt something grab me from behind. I was then ripped back sending me stumbling back. In shock I rubbed my eyes before facing my rescuer.

Before me was a familiar sight, "Shikadami?"

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