ARi NAi here. You're probably wondering why the heck I'm writing another story for another genre/anime at that when I have two stories waiting to touch upon. ARi is a freshman finally so life is getting hectic, especially going to a new school with no one but your sister and your iPod as your best friend. –is so pathetic- As it stands, I might only be updating on the weekends when I don't have projects or homework to worry about. So my readers bear with me a little longer. You may throw torches at me now if you'd like but you may miss and burn this story instead. This new read is a Naruto one, as I am a SasuNaru girl. It came outta nowhere but I have an idea where and how it's getting out.
Summary: Naruto Uzumaki; a blond fifteen year old with a bipolar cat, an optimistic view, and a future to run toward. That is if his cat or someone doesn't kill him first.
Pairings: Sasuke x Naruto, Neji x Gaara, Sakura x Lee, others.
Warning: BL/Boy Love, Sarcasm, Humor, Bipolar Cat Attacks, and other Misc. Crack
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. Nuff said.
How would you feel if I told you that I was single?
You probably would assume it's because I haven't found that lucky someone, right? That's a pretty reasonable assumption; I mean, you certainly wouldn't be wrong. It makes logical sense and when something makes logical sense, it fits the situation and that's the end of it.
Sadly, you won't get far making assumptions like that because you are wrong, my dear friend.
How would you feel if I told you that I was a blond, very handsome boy if I do say so myself, who was single?
Now, if you're still assuming that it's because I have yet to find that lucky someone still; you might just want to wait until I finish before telling me that a third time. I have a point here, if what I am trying to convey across.
I'm a blond boy, dashing good looks and banging hair, you know? I'm average height for someone my age of fifteen; someone who's tall enough for anyone or small enough for everyone. I have no defects or strange human disfigurements of any sort. Wait, I do have these weird markings on my face that resemble a fox; if you're wondering, it's a story that I will surely explain later on.
And yet, I'm a single man with no partner of any sort if you don't include my cat, Kyuubi. I deal with a crazy but loveable bastard of a kitten who is more bipolar than a chameleon on ecstasy. He's my partner in crime and no matter what stunts he pulls; we keep each other company. Besides that…yeah, let's not get ahead of ourselves.
So, let me ask again, would you be surprised if I told you, my random stranger of a stalker or friend person, that I was a fifteen year old average height, cat bipolar having blond kid who was single?
Hmm…damn. I guess that would explain my circumstances, huh? I bet all you assumers of not finding that lucky someone is laughing their ass off right now.
Well, that's about to change! I'm entering a brand new high school with high hopes and my head up high, backpack and supplies in all. I'll be heading down that road, someone who has no reputation as of yet and someone who will be starting toward that future toward their dream. Someone who gain a new partner and get rid of this crazy little-
Ouch! WTF, Kyuubi? Ouch, ouch, OUCH, get off me! Dammit, come on. I fed you already or are you just mad at that stupid joke that I just cracked? I'm sorry, it's not a bad thing to be bipolar…okay, maybe it is but it works for you. Get off my leg, I'm sorry!
"Naruto Uzumaki, get in the bed! You have to catch the bus tomorrow!"
Well, get this cat off me, ouch! SHIT!
UZUMAKI DIARIES ENTRY 1; COMPLETE