Well, I was bored so I decided to make a Naruto Highschool fanfiction. I know that that plot is a little over used but I couldn't help myself. ;p

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto...

Enjoy!!

Chapter One Of Bleed the Dream

Through My Mask

Thud..

I crashed to the ground, I could feel the blood oozing from the side of my mouth.

Wham..

I was flung to the left, my cheek burned with pain.

Crash..

I hit the wall… I felt a sharp pain in my right arm, which instantly turned numb.

Splash..

My forgotten tears fell to the ground as I was hit again by my uncle.

TWO DAYS LATER

"Where the hell have you been Naruto?" I looked at Shikimaru with a large grin.

"I got into a fight…"

"What?! When?"

"Two days ago. These punks tag teamed me. There were at least three of them. I don't even know who they were! They just jumped me! At first I surprised, but once I realized what was going on, I kicked there sorry asses."

Shikimaru died of laughter. "What did your uncle do?"

"Laughed his ass off."

He laughed some more. He paused to say, "That doesn't explain why you were gone for two days."

I looked down in fake embarrassment, "I did say that I was surprised at first…."

He gawked at me, "No way…"

"Yeah way." I pulled up my sleeve and showed him a bruise on my right shoulder. It was this ugly yellowish/blue color.

"Wow, you hit the ground hard….."

"And that's why they won't be at school for months."

We both laughed and I shut my locker, heading to first hour with Shikimaru. He was still smiling at the huge lie I told him. I was smiling too, he was so thick some times.. Three random guys jumping me…Get real…

First hour I had PE. Me and Shikimaru headed down to the locker room and got dressed. As he told me what I'd missed in those two days.

"Well Kiba asked out Hinata."

"About time," I said pulling my white shirt over my head. "He's been crushing on her for months.."

"I know. And then Sasuke and Sakura broke up…"

I laughed, "This is what, the twelfth time?"

He laughed back and we headed up the stairs into the large gym. I was silently laughing at all the drama I missed in just two days….Welcome to Konoha High.

In the gym we met up with Sasuke and Gaara. They were laughing at something before they saw us and waved. Gaara and Sasuke walked over to us, and obvious question in their minds.

"Where the fuck have you been? Skipping again?"

Shikimaru beat me to it. "He wishes he were that cool. Instead he was getting the shit beat out of him but three-"

"Shut up! I beat those pansies to a pulp. The assholes had the nerve to jump me!"

Sasuke and Gaara just looked at me with big grins on their faces. And to their amusement, Shikimaru lifted my shirt sleeve up, showing them a huge bruise. They burst out laughing. Still catching his breath Sasuke said, "Who beat the shit out of who?" I hit him in the left arm hard, he just laughed harder.

"Fuck off. I was jumped!"

He was about to make a comeback but he was interrupted by the teacher. "On your numbers."

He laughed again and went to his number. I went to mine with a small smile on my face. They all bought my lame story. Every last one of them.

After roll-call our PE teacher separated us into two teams. I smiled as me and Gaara were on one team, and Shikimaru and Sasuke were on the other team. And the game we were playing was dodge ball.

We were all lined up on the base line of the basketball court, waiting for the signal to run to retrieve the balls that were on place at half court.

The whistle blew.

At least twenty boys ran to the center court. Ten boys from each team. The fewer the people, the quicker the games. Some boys from both sides backed down, not wanting to get hit. But I went all the way. So did about four other people on my team. We met Sasuke and his team head on. I gripped a little yellow ball in my hand and launched it at this boy to the left of me. It slammed into his gut. He threw is ball in aggravation and I smirked.

That was until I felt a sharp pain in my right arm. I looked up to see Sasuke doubled over in laughter. Shikimaru was by his side laughing to. I smiled and said, "That was low Sasuke! Just wait. I'll get your sorry ass back."

I left the court and sat on the sidelines. Waiting for someone on my team to catch a ball so I could join the game and nail Sasuke in the face.

PE ended much too quick for my liking. But it was fun as hell. I loved dodge ball in PE, it was the best. But there were better things out there, like the look on Sasuke's face after I nailed him hard in the face. Though I must admit, it was funnier the second time.

After changing I slung my messenger bag over my left shoulder, remembering the bruise on my right shoulder. I waited for Gaara, who has next hour with me. He finally came out after what felt like hours. I looked at him and said, "What took?"

He blushed slightly, "My locker wouldn't open."

I laughed and turned around heading to our next class. "Bullshit! Who was it?"

"What makes you think it was a person that held me back?"

"Gaara, come on. Who was it?"

He sighed in an annoying way. "That one girl in our PE class."

He glared at me.

I frowned, "Fine. It was Kira."

"The one who lives next to me?!"

"Yeah."

"She's hott. You should hook up with her."

He blushed deeper and said, "That's what she wanted….."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah…"

"What did you say?"

"A bunch of bullshit."

"Oh no. You turned her down?"

"I told her that I didn't like her like that but she was my friend."

I laughed at him. "Liar!"

I think I hit a nerve.. Oops.

He glared at me. "Hypocrite."

My heart stopped. Then quickly sped up as he looked at me. I put on a façade, "What's that supposed to mean?"

" 'Three random boys jumped me from out of no where.'" He mimicked me. "That's a load of shit and we both know it."

I stopped in the middle of the stair case, which was conviently empty. "You don't know anything."

I looked up at him, my eyes burning with anger and slight embarrassment. He looked somewhat sad. He pulled up his left sleeve, and I saw a bruise, it took the shape of a hand. It clearly stuck out on his wrist. I looked up at him and he said, "I know a lot more than you think."

And with that, he turned and continued walking up the long flight of stairs. There was no way in hell I was going to sit in the same classroom as him for an hour. It would be to awkward, considering the fact that he knew my secret. And now I knew his. Instead, I headed up to the school roof.

I knew this school like the back of my hand. I would easily bet twenty dollars that the principal himself didn't even know that there was a door that led to a staircase that led to the roof. The staircase was hidden in a janitors closet not very far from the staircase I was on about twenty minutes ago.

I sat there with my pen in hand, eyes on the sky, and my mind on the lyrics that were running through my head.

I turned my ipod to shuffle, and listened as random songs were played in my ear.

With a sad look on my face, I looked through my notebook, and read all the songs that I had wrote myself. I found myself wishing that someday, they wouldn't be just words scrawled in my notebook. But songs that had hundreds of people crowding around the stage screaming out the lyrics.

I looked at my watch, and saw that it was 2:43. School had let out three minutes ago. Putting up my notebook and shutting off my ipod, I headed down the stairs and headed home to my oh-so-loving uncle.