Behind Reaver Academy
By: Silverwolf
A full 'year round' boarding school hadn't been seen until the opening of a new academy. The school had three different types of students; seasonal, resident, and yearly.
All three student groups would have their needs met by a complete staff. All 'yearly students' would be housed in single rooms. All 'seasonal sudents' would be housed in pairs to a room. All 'resident studenjts' would be housed in groups determined by age. Each group of students would complete their studies together in the many building of Reaver Academy. Though there wasn't proof that he students actually intereacted beyond classes. Though rooms for yearly and seasonal students could be found in the same buildings.
Konan steps up the stairs of her dorm building. The female learns that none of the other students in the dorm would dare open the door in the corner. Across the door in spray paint wee the words 'hey kid, you're going to hell'. Konan couldn't believe that the staff left the painted words along the door. It wouldn't surprise Konan if the crones of the school believed it as much as the students.
From what Konan heard the student inside the room was the only resident student housed with the other groups. Mosly because the teen in the room had no qualms about doing as much damage as possible to the members of his former group housing during disputes. Konan figured the student was a deformed pscho just because of the stories. At least until the door to the corner room creaked open one night and she creeped in.
the bed in the corner holds a teen around her age. The light fro mthe hall makes him turn away from Konan in his sleep. The female teen watches as the male pulls a pillow over his face. She had to admit the presence in the bed mace her uneasy, but not because she thought he was a danger, but because she felt sorrow. Konan's breath catches in her throat as crimson eyes peer at her before a pillow covers the male's face.
Footsteps startle Konan. "You know the stories right?" Konan turns to see a ginger headed male in the hall. Though a bit small for his age he looked as if he could harm someone. "I do." The male pushes the door shut after pulling Konan from the doorway. "Want to know the truth?" Konan looks at the male with narrowed eyes, "the truth?"
Ginger hair is pushed from the male's eyes with a small gesture. "He did almost kill a few resident students in a group dorm. But there's more to it." Konan tilts her head confused. She shivers as someone touches her. "She's a jumpy one, yeah." Sasori laughs, "Deidara stop scaring people." Golden blonde hair tickles Konan's cheek a moment. "Well quit waking me up then running off, yeah." Sasori laughs. "You should tell her." A pair of azure eyes blink, "tell her what, yeah." Sasori points to the closed door. Deidara laughs, "oh, him. Fine I'll tell her, yeah."
Konan feels the pair pull her along with them. She ends up in a room with clay figures along every speace possible. All in great detail. "My art, yeah," is all the blonde states. "His name is Itachi Uchiha. His eyes are a genetic quirk. But to tell his story I gotta go back to before this place was abandoned, sold, and renamed, yeah." Sasori laughs a bit, "the school used to one of the largest orphanages. Before they gutted it and built more to make it a boarding school. Anyway the story they don't tell anyone is that one of the orphans here was killed in a mob fight. See they used to house them all together."
Konan shivers as she hears the blonde 'pop' his fingers. "The kid's name was Sasuke Uchiha. He was eight. The pair had only been orphaned a month, yeah. Anyway, that's his brother in that corner room. The reason he almost killed them is because they killed his younger brother. So you decide is he really evil, hm."
Sasori hears the sound of his door being opened. Konan jumps a bit. Standing in the doorway is a student with green hair. "Heya Zets, we're just telling a story." Zetsu laughs a bit loudly, "you telling the 'story of bloody eyes' again." Deidara makes a face, "man I hope one day he beats you to a pulp for being a 'shit-talker', yeah." "Shut up Deidara."
A?N: Well here's another story written out pure boredom with no real foresight in place. If anyone wishes to see it continue they can drop me a message. I know I start things a lot, but I have these ideas. I guess I have short attention spam or something.
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