Disclaimer: Nothing is mine except the idea.
A/N: To those of who are reading my other story, I have not given up on it, I just don't know what to write just yet. -sheepish-
Warnings: Um, let's see. . .B/B. Rated M because I've become just a tad bit crazy about underrating stories, and it's better to overrate them. . .Right?
Diary Of A Raven Haired Boy
Day 1
Dear Diary,
Dear. . .Journal,
Dear. . .
Hello,
So, I'm not sure exactly what to say. People like me don't do stuff like this. This is one of the stupidest things I've ever done, and if I wasn't being forced into it. . .
Day 2
So, my "shrink" told me that I should write everything about today. Today, is the first day I've seen my team mates in. . . a year or so? See my return to the village was kept on the down low. Tsunade wouldn't let anyone who wasn't a high level ANBU see me until she was sure I wasn't "evil" now. I've technically been back here for a week, or was it two? They decided to announce that I was back today, and it would all return to normal. (Whatever normal is.) Starting with training with Kakashi.
This isn't to say that they trust me, of course not, otherwise I wouldn't be writing this stupid thing, now would I? I'm to see a therapist four times a week, and her first assignment is for me to detail my days ("and feelings" she said) in this here book. Stupid, huh?
Later on Day 2
. . . Just as a note to my shrink, I did not hit chidori or a fire jutsu on this book, that is not why there's a burn on the cover.
While waiting for Kakashi this morning Naruto eagerly filled me on everything that had happened while I was gone. Everything. I picked up on what was necessary, Kakashi is still never on time, Iruka still treats Naruto to Ramen, Ino still loves me with all her fangirly heart. Stop right there, go back and read that again. Notice something wrong? See the part about Ino loving me, therein lies the problem, there should be another name on that list.
Sakura, it appears, has "moved on" I would have broken into a happy dance, except well . . . I don't dance. So, Naruto told me some more unsolicited information, such as the fact, that HE and Sakura were now dating, and had been doing so happily for quite some time.
Surprise, Surprise.
No, really. I'm not sure exactly what's wrong with that. I'm certainly not. . .jealous or anything. I'm just rather sure, that the world has been turned upside down in my absence. And it's unnerving. And not that nice comforting feeling you get when a Kunai is flying at you. No, it's the queasy feeling you get after watching Naruto eat yet another bowl of ramen. Or, after having Sakura jump him, or having Kakashi around without a mask on. These things, just shouldn't happen.
11:59pm – Day 2
I can't sleep, and I don't know why. It's not this house, I've erased all memory of . . . them a long time ago, and it certainly isn't the training today. If anything, Kakashi had pushed them all harder today than when I was here before, and I'm blissfully exhausted.
I. Just. Can't. Sleep.
Every time I close my eyes, I see the image of Naruto and Sakura walking home after training. They had held hands, and walked together comfortably. With that silence that lucky couples have, the one of pure understanding. Yes, that's right, Naruto was silent.
I did hear them talking before they walk off. Naruto had made plans with Sakura, to go out for dinner, for something that wasn't Ramen. It was. . . freaky.
12:05am – Day 3
Honestly, you know what I just realized? They didn't even invite me to go along. Not that I would have gone anyway, but the courtesy should have been extended, it was my "first" day back after all. Naruto didn't even run and tackle me when he first saw me. (Not that I wanted him to) And to make matters worse, when we spared yesterday, and I punched him, Sakura yelled encouragement to him. Instead of her usual "Hell Yeah!" or some variation thereof.
I swear, this much shouldn't have changed in my life.
Sakura should still be the president of my fanclub, Naruto shouldn't have landed that kick he did during training, and they shouldn't be treating me like -
Everything in this place is upside down. To make matters worse, my house is messy. Which isn't his. . .there fault, but still. Everyone's just making this so difficult.
I should be off to bed now. . .
Sasuke didn't even bother to acknowledge the thoughtful frown the woman across from him was sending him. She was his therapist not his. . . therapist? He wouldn't explain to her, all she'd asked for was to see his entries this morning. She glanced back down to the final page and then to him again.
She handed it back, and he took that as his cue to leave. He rose quickly, praying she wouldn't comment, his hand was on the knob when she said. "Sasuke" Pause. Both by her, and him. "Exactly who are you jealous of for having whom? Is it that you're jealous of Naruto for having Sakura." He turned towards her, he didn't like where this was going.
"Or, is it the other way around? Are you jealous of Sakura for having Naruto" He glared at her, the infamous Uchiha scowl gracing his pale features. "I don't do jealousy. Period." He said slowly, and then he turned and opened the door, walking out leaving the door open. Both of them, realizing that he hadn't answered the question.