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My Secrets by vanillaxxraven

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Chapter notes: I do not own Naruto, any of the settings and characters
This is FICTION

I own Alleta
As I stared at my death hurtling towards me, I could not help but feel satisfied.

As my pure white hair blew back with the force of her rocketing into me, I could not help but to smile.

And as I fell back to the ground from which i came, I could not help but to spread my arms wide and to let myself go.

My last moments were spent accounting the life that i had led.

... ... ...

I remember that I had been happy as a girl. My mother had always dressed my up in pretty skirts and dresses. One could say

that i was meant for the soft life. She had never been really happy since i was born. I think i disappointed her in ways

that i had no control over. I mean, was it really my fault that i had been born as an albino? Whenever she shouted

at me about my imperfections, my clear red eyes could only fill with tears. I think she liked to imagine me with

long shiny hair, and some pigment in my skin.

My father provided for us. We had one of the biggest houses in all of the countryside. Yeah, we didn't live in a village

mother had grown up in the country and father loved her dearly to travel everyday to the large cities and back.

He had only one problem, he couldn't drink. If he even had a sip of booze he would turn from the educated man he was

into a raving maniac. I only had the fear to see him like this once, when one of his men and nearly tried to rob him.

So, maybe my life wasn't happy, but it was good. I was ten...when my mother commited suicide.

.... .... ....


I yanked the door shut, cursing at its squeaky hinges. Father would not be home for another hour at least. Outside it was

booming and screeching as thunder and lightning lanced through the sky. Mother would be in the library, of course. Reading

was and activity she absolutley adored, besides dressing me up in stupid dresses. I had to go through the courtyard to get

to the library. Since i was wearing one of mother's favourite silk dresses I couldn't run through the courtyard. no...

i had to walk like a lady. Kicking off the slippers i wore, I peered around the corner into the kitchen, just making sure

mother was not in there, i didn't want to run into the storm if i didn't have to. She wasn't. With a sigh, i surveyed the

situation through the window at the counter. Funny, one of the sharper knives was missing. I dug around in the sink for a

while, searching for it, mother would kill me later if i couldn't find it. She had been pissed at me earlier in the

afternoon. I had ripped the hem off of her lace napkin and she had to hem it instead of laundry. She gave me a good

slapping. I glared at the empty space where the knife should have been, willing it to appear. I decided i had better

look for mother. Father would want to have a good loving tonight if he had closed the deal with the big guys from Konoha.

They did that a lot, love i mean, they certainly loved each other, not me though. I was a freak. I heard that when my mother

had been given me to hold, she had screamed because i was deathly white. In a few years i had sprouted long shiny hair on my head

Only thing was, they were white. I was an albino. She had never forgiven me for being born.

So i ran towards the court door and was faced by pelting rain. Shutting my eyes, hoping mother would not be too mad for

soaking her dress, I dived into the rain.

Thunder roared in my ears, and lightining flashed behind my eyelids. I was running with my eyes closed. The rain was overcoming me

the wet was gross and the lightning was hurting my eyes. I found I was screaming with joy? fear? i didn't know. The next moments for me

were the worst i would ever encounter in my life. I had fallen face down in the green grass. Only thing, the grass was warm

very warm. And sticky. Lifting my face from the grass, wiping my eyes, I stared ahead. In front of petrified tree, black with age,

there was a large mass, just...lying there. It hadn't been there before, i had been out here earlier when it was light.

I slowly got up, wiping myself and clearing mud from my eyes. There was mud streaking my hair, but perhaps mother would be pleased with it.

Stumbling over to the tree, i sighed. The storm was bashing at the branches, but for now i was shielded from the worst.

I slowly walked over to mass. It was dark, and brown all over. A long pale thing flopped out and was dark and..yes it was

sticky. Curiosly, i stepped over it and kneeled down. My hands were clammy with nervousness and fear. I placed them on the thing

and heaved. It turned over and I screamed.

In front of me lay my mother. Dead. In her hand there was a piece of paper. I didn't look at it. The knife i had been seeking lay

a few feet away. My mother's face...it was contorted into an unfamiliar expression. Her body now lay eagled in front of me, while

her beautiful blonde locks framed her face and the area, giving her the impression of a halo. Her white lace robe was soaking

wet. If she had been beautiful in life, she was even more so in death. The only things marring her features were the two deep

slashes in her wrists and the hole in her chest, where she had carved her heart out, which lay on the ground.

I collapsed over the body, no tears came, only bitter insults. I don't know how long i stayed like that, but the storm had ended

before i came back. what had awoken me? Well, I like to think it was the slamming of the front gate and a grandly deep voice

echoing throughout the house 'Koya my love? Koya where have you gotten to and where is Alleta?' My mud streaked body was straining towards

the voice and I saw his sillhouette about to come out of the house, through the paper door.
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