He was silent, staring down at his hands, as if expecting them to start to bleed scarlet at any given moment.
Blood.
Everywhere.
On his clothes, on his hands, tainting his warm sun-kissed skin, painting him with the stench of death.
He made no move to brush away the blonde hair that had fallen into his troubled blue eyes, his gaze held firmly on his hands.
Blood.
He felt empty, as if someone had wrung him out, draining him of any recognizable feeling.
Breath in, breath out, breath in...
Suddenly he dropped his hands to his sides, still staring at the same spot.
He had to leave.
He no longer trusted the village he once loved so much.
He couldn't stay in Konoha.
Not now.
He thought back to the angry villager, his words ringing clear in his mind.
"You're the monster kid aren't ya?"
He closed his eyes, standing slowly.
He needed to leave.
He needed to rid the village of the monster they had harbored against their will for so long.
---TO BE CONTINUED---
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