The door from the hallway to my room was already closed so I was in the clear for the most part. I sat down at my desk and acted like I was working on...an English assignment. I could hear the voice of my mom but I had no clue what she was saying to Matt. She apparently stopped talking and I heard Matt's door close. My mother must have walked down the stairs quietly because I couldn't hear any footsteps. I got up from my desk and went into the bathroom, heading for Matt's room. As I was reaching. It won't be long now. The sound of his voice once set my legs to quivering and my heart to pounding. If only I could hear that voice again.I sit on my bed and wait. Will the whippoorwill sing again? Will he call me to Bryden's side? The bird conjures memories, a sound we often heard as we lay hidden in our stolen bliss. In those purloined hours, the darkest of night just before the waking of dawn, we clung to each other, making promises that lovers make, clinging to one another as if we would. We had a pile of medical papers to show him about my various conditions just in case he would doubt my health situation but he didn’t therefore we didn’t produce them. Damn guy, he was really thinking with his dick! At least this time it was to my advantage and not against me. I took the remainder of my belongings from the bedroom, and found that they had stuffed some of my clothes into a small storage room like old rags, as if I wasn’t ever going to return. I gathered my remaining personal. He was beaten and out of breath, "Was he out here training, the whole time," Iruka thought. Whatever he was about to say next was interrupted, as the sound of a twig snapping, came from behind him, "Naruto, get down!" he yelled, pushing the boy out of the way. Suddenly, kunai and shuriken, burst forth from the trees, heading directly for them. Naruto watched in horror, as Iruka was hit by them. Luckily, none of the wounds were initially fatal. Looking up from where the weapons had come from,.