"Naruto, please wait up," I mumble, "I don't know if I'm ready for this yet." My twin brother, Naruto, stops for a moment, sadness and pain flashing through his sky-blue eyes.
"Miyuki, don't worry, we'll be fine. We can get through this, together," he declares, flashing me his famous smile, as he grabs my hand, pulling me towards the dorms of our new school, Konoha Prep. "Anyway, thanks to Oyaji we get to board together, and as far as I know no one else will be rooming with us, okay?" I nod and let him pull me along. I really don't know if I can handle this…
We get ever closer to the dorm; a large three-story brick building, quite cute actually, but I feel like it will mean my certain doom. Just purely from the aura of the area surrounding the building. Naruto pulls me to the large doors of the entrance. "You ready, imouto?" he asks smiling brightly, trying to get me to smile also. I nod, "As ready as I'll ever be," I answer, just barely above a whisper. As he opens the doors, he grips my hand tighter, worried about how many people will be in the common room on the first floor, which we will have to walk through. I pull the hood of my jacket up, covering my face, giving me a tiny feeling of security. As Naruto pulls me through the group of loud and rowdy guys, which we will be sharing the dorm with, he gently smiles at everyone, while I know I'm getting stares as I'm walking with my head down and hood up.
Finally, Naruto leads me to a door, and as he begins to unlock it, he lets out a slight gasp. "W-what's wrong nii-san?" I mumble. "Nothing," he says, putting on a cheerful face, which I can see right through but I don't question it. He pulls me into our dorm room. It's decently sized and painted a creamy white with ebony floors. Quite elegant really. But as I look around a bit more, I'm mildly shocked, there's a third bed, carefully made with red and black covers. I knew of no one joining my brother and I, was there something Oyaji didn't tell us?
Naruto sees my face drain of color, and he sits me gently onto one of the unmade beds. He sits down next to me; watching as I slowly go into panic mode. He pulls me close to him, and tries to calm me down. But he doesn't understand it completely. I don't really either anymore, I've been slowly blocking out the memories.
A few minutes later, after I've calmed down a bit, the door to our room opens and in walks a very familiar boy, the very one who makes the memories and the past I've tried so hard to forget come flooding back to me. My mouth goes dry, and the red heads sea green eyes go wide, his jaw dropping just a bit.
"G-g-gaara?" I manage to choke out.
He nods, "Miyuki, I'd thought I'd never see you again," he says, in that calm way only he can; that instantly makes all my panic vanish. Before I know what I'm doing I'm standing up hugging him to death.
"Hey, Miyuki, I think Gaara would like a chance to breathe ya know, just for a moment," Naruto jokes.
"No, it's fine, I'll live Naruto, I'm just glad to see her again. And before you ask, I suppose I also missed your excessive energy," Gaara retorts, pulling me ever closer to him. Finally he lets me go.
"Funny how we all ended up being roommates," Naruto says. I just nod in agreement as does Gaara.
"But, you do understand, if you leave ramen and shit strewn everywhere, I will not hesitate to lock you in the closet, Naruto," Gaara quietly threatens. Naruto feigns a look of shock.
"Bring it on sir holier than thou," Naruto retorts.
"Shush, or I will duct tape you both to the roof next time it storms," I say. Naruto only laughs at me, Gaara suppresses a chuckle.
"Anyway, after we all unpack how about a bit of a movie night?" Naruto suggests. We nod in agreement and get to work organizing everything. After about two hours we're all done and sorted out. "I'm hungry," Naruto complains. I walk over to the mini-fridge and pull out one of the dinners the cook at home put us together before we left. She knew we adored her cooking and sent some with us. I throw Naruto a ramen one, I grab a pan noodles with steak bowl and I ask Gaara if he wants one. "Sure, as long as it's not ramen, surprise me," he answers, walking over to stand next to me, I hand him the one in my hand and grab another.
I throw mine in the microwave for a moment and as does Gaara. Finally we all sit down on the futon in front of the tv. We put in Howl's Moving Castle, deciding to pay homage to Hayao Miyazaki for the night. We all eat and a while later Naruto moves to his bed and falls asleep, barely taking the time to change into his pjs. Gaara and I sit there watching another movie, Spirited Away, and I start to doze off I lay over on Gaara's shoulder and he picks me up and tucks me into my bed. "Night Miya," he whispers, whispering his pet name for me. I hear him climb into his bed, and he turns off the light and I fall asleep.
