The Memory Keeper (Naruto Fanfic)

The Memory Keeper (Naruto Fanfic)

270K Reads 8K Votes 31 Part Story
Sick By slasheRR Completed

The bandages that covered his face in life have fallen away, all incinerated and hanging loosely around his neck. His face is completely destroyed. Unrecognizable. The skin covering his face is no longer there, all having melted away. His blood vessels have all burst, his nerves have fried along with the majority of his muscles. His jaw opens and closes a little bit. His eyes bore into me. They're large and round and completely accusing. His teeth are covered in bits of burnt muscle. I feel my heart thudding in my chest. He steps closer, closer. His bone gleams in the dim light. As he closes in on me, a pounding noise begins ringing through my ears. My heart beat- ba-dum. Ba-dum. Ba-dum. It looked like he had been tossed into a fryer, fried alive, and he had been. By me. I did this to someone. I killed someone's team mate, someone's son. I killed someone's important person.

--

Kimiko Kioku, a memory keeper. Never forgets anything, always notices, from the exact way the wind blew her hair against her face to coloring with her brother at five to the lullaby her mother would sing to her as she rocked her when she was not even a year old. She remembers. She remembers the blood, the glassy, clouded over eyes her brother had as he said his last words. She remembers the very first person she killed. She remembers how abandoned she feels, and how everything always feels like it's falling apart at the seams.

(Can you say 'worst summary ever to exist'? Okay, maybe not that bad. But still pretty bad.)

I'm actually going to miss the obnoxious Sakura on team seven XD
M00NLight5 M00NLight5 Jul 18
I like how in this one Sakura ISN'T part of team 7 normally authors try to fit it in but she normally doesn't really have a part of is only spoken of if something needs to be blamed on someone
TrickyDuck TrickyDuck Sep 04
I take it I'm the only person here who likes Sakura then? Okay~
My OC can tell the emotion and personality of everyone she meets. She can read anyone like a book using body language, tone of voice, and facial expressions.
I think, if I sall a pic of her, she would be cute. And I love black too so it's not odd to me
Finally a story like this!! THANK THE FLYING LLAMA GODS!!! (((o(*゚▽゚*)o)))