Naruto better not be wrong about this... she thought as she sprinted (well, as much as limping has fast as she could be could be called sprinting) towards Keisuke's apartment, trying to ignore the pain coursing through her leg that begged her to stop.
Though she'd never admit it, she had spent multiple nights up late staring at the stars, wondering how one labeled "friend" could do something so vicious. It had haunted her days and nights, trying to figure out the answer.
Reaching her destination, she pounded his door violently until it flew open with a thundering "What!?"
Giving in to the anger coursing through her veins, she quickly grabbed his shirt and raised her fist to punch him before slowly lowering it.
Violence will get us nowhere. "An eye for an eye will leave the whole world blind" her father would say.
She took a deep breath, resisting the urge to break down and cry, like... a weakling would. Holding Keisuke's cold, emotionless gaze, she asked the question that had been following her for the past week.
"You've abandoned your family. You've turned a cold shoulder to your friends. But you... you tried to kill me! I have scars all over my back that will probably never go away, and I may never be able to walk the same again! Out of everyone, I think I deserve an answer an answer to this question the most: Why? What could make you so violent? Why don't you care about us? WHY DO YOU TORTURE US LIKE THIS!?"
