My first story.
It's my first, and It's got everything. Humor, Angst, Drama, odd situations, dancing people, pandas, and Rrrromance in a far away island. All tied to the aspect of school-teens. Ha let's see just how good this gets! :D
The icons go as follows:words surrounded by ' ' or just plain words that sound like thoughts are thoughts. " " are words. and * * are actions (i rarely use these though) P.O.V= Point Of view.
::Gaara's POV::
beep beeP beEP bEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP! hm? '...oh its that time again...i didn't even get to think that much tonight...hn...' * a lazy hand swings over to the alarm clock and barely pats it on the top, making the beeping turn off* I sat up in bed and rubbed my eyes while looking around dazed, and blinked a few times.
Out of focus and blurry, getting up wasn't the easiest task. But I get up on my feet and stumble around for a bit before heading over to my small closet. It seemed like opening that closet just unleashes bad news. Hmm….like the Pandora box. Hehe. 'hn...temari forgot to wash my clothes again...i guess this will have to do...not that i really care about my physical appearance either way. ' I picked out a pair of almost-painfully-tight black skinnies from a lonely rack. Looking up I make a reach for the first decent shirt I spot on a hanger. Wait…ok it's black….simple and won't attract attention…'.wait….Is That… is that a panda…in the middle?…. ' "grraaarr...that girl...i regret letting her pick out most of my clothes ..how long has this been here?…Temari…no no no no no. it doesn't matter" i muttered.I quickly selected my faveorite (and may i state only) combat boots '. purple.' why? Because of her. it irked me yes but i wasn't too concerned. Black shirt (for the most part….) with a….black and white beast on it. 'Grrr. im not fond of those things….'
Skin-tight jeans. Why? Because she. She picked them out. 'slipping these things on is harder than it looks.'
'oi? Is that a rip? Why would she buy RIPPED clothes? Is it not the point of clothes to cover skin up?…..great….now my knee's exposed….and just as bare white as that panda.'
*siiigh* paired with a panda shirt nothing could be…grrr… Better. Yeah its juuuust dandy.
Not even bothering to look into the mirror, i run a hand through my medium long, rich maroon hair. i grabbed my pack and was out of my bedroom. I slumped down the never-ending stairs with my head looking down. A peachy face with soft yellow hair popped out of what i thought was thin air. "G 'mornin kiddo! I have breakfast ready, Kankuro wouldn't stop begging for bacon yesterday so i had to make some." I walked past her and glumly said "Ohiyo Temari...where is Kankuro..." he must still be sleeping... that idiot can sleep for days "oh well i don't know...tch...i bet he's still sleeping" said Temari agreeing with my thought. 'i guess someone should wake him up...but I don't like yelling... ' "KANKURO GET YOUR LAZY ASS DOWN!" Temari did it for me. He managed to stumble down the stairs without falling. "I'm right upstairs there's no need to...no need to *YAAAWN*...yell" "there is a need to yell because even a train won't wake you up" i muttered. For the heck of it, I shot a him a look that was meant to make him feel like an imbecile. And it worked. *sniff sniff* "i-is that b-b-bacon i smell?" said Kankuro ignoring my look. He spoke with a hint of Anticipation in his crackly voice, still dry from sleeping like a log. "yea...here" Temari threw Kankuro a plate with pancakes, eggs, and bacon. Were it not that they were all ninjas, the plate would have smashed in his face, (though unfortunately he was) in fact if they weren't ninjas Temari probably wouldn't have thrown it in the first place. But seeing as this family wasn't quite normal…."do you want something to eat Gaara?" asked Temari with a hint of tension in her voice. "...no I'm not hungry..." i said plainly. "okay, dont forget to brush your teeth and freshen up!" Temari yelled after me as i walked into the bathroom to brush my teeth. Just as I had done any other morning...but...but today felt tiring somehow different. I get my toothbrush and paste and quietly, without so much as a whisper to fill the eerie silence. ...hm...now to do what Temari calls "Freshening up" I grabbed the towel out of the rack it was put on. *sigh* I hesitantly put the limp towel under the cold running water. 'It's useless…but it one more minute I'm not at school….or dying….but that would probably be better.' I put the moist towel on the base of my forehead. Then I spread it over my cheeks and under and around the eyes. After that, I rubbed it down the long structure that was my nose. Following right after was chin and rather edgy jaw line. I traced my jaw line down to my soft, thin neck with a few veins and muscles clearly visible around the neck area, as I noticed.I threw the dripping wet towel on the tiled counter top next to the sink. Not even bothering to dry it out or put it back. I grabbed another dry, fuzzy, black towel. I dabbed at my face, drying it with the black towel. Then I gently tossed it aside. My face looked a little cleaner, and I noticed specks of dirt that were previously on my face had been removed. 'hm...She Really has no clue…' I walk back out to the kitchen where Temari and Kankuro are still eating. '…that this changes nothing' "ah! Gaara are you done? You sure you don't want anything to eat?" asked Temari. "no" I answered, halfway out the door already. I walked right out the door, following the worn down gravel path that had sunk into the earth within all the years it had been walked and ran across. A seemingly ancient road with not a single person to be seen within it except me. I could not care less if there were 1 or 1 million people on this road though. I have to walk this empty street...with a mind burdened with broken dreams. This life I live is a curse...I'm doomed forever to wander the earth sad and alone. Will I take this...really? '...no... a reason to live...to survive...I myself must find a reason.' Of course it's not as if I haven't been searching. It's not as if I haven't before found reasons….that failed the cursed road becomes the road to my existence...my absence will no longer be being alive will no longer be denied. This is my purpose, but I don't have to repeat it to myself every day. And I don't. it just comes. Even something as simple as approaching a fork in the road while in deep thought, makes eveeeerything harder. I did not notice that I had gotten as far as this split in the road.
I just walked.I heard this faint, far off sort of sound. I couldn't quite make out what it was. At first it sounded like some kind of animal in distress. is that some kind of dying animal?...i could finish it off...put it out of its misery...lucky thing it would be….but I'm not that nice Then I saw an orange kind of blurry dot off in the distance. '...a dying fox?... ' Then as it came closer the noise became more of a scream and i saw the orange blur was actually a person. a...per...son?...no one ever comes this way...this is my road... I stood my ground even if almost defensively.a few minutes went by and the orange blur didn't seem to be getting any closer. Just jittering in space. ...grr...this is starting to annoy me...I'm crossing the road before that thing gets in front of me... i made my way slowly across the Road. Halfway there i heard a familiar sound. "FWOOSH... BANG!" Then specks of sand flew in front of my face and fluttered about. My sand had taken a hit?...from what?...not that dying thing is it?... I looked up for a slight second and saw the sun had begun to rise. Small wavering ribbons of light emerged from the edge of as far as I could see. Then a glare caught my eye, reflecting in my eyelashes making it a blurry sight. ahh Yet I kept my head held high. I felt a small, pitiful blow of air coming this way. I noticed my sand had already fallen to the ground and was slowly crawling back into the ground. As I turned around I felt the air pick up and tossed my hair around, catching in my eyes so I could only see rouge. I lifted my head, my hair lifelessly falling back in place. Then I saw a small boy sitting on the ground with a big surprised look on his face as if he'd just been hit with the answer to life. The sun's glaring rays managed to catch a glimpse at the boy's eyes and made them a glossed-over azure. At that moment...I felt a warm, pulsing, feeling run up my spine, invade my cheekbones, and encase my entire body, swirling to my feet. Though I stood, poker faced...with slight arched non-brows but nothing else. ...what?... A warm breeze draped around me bringing fluffy dandelions and scented rose petals, then it fell across the boy petals and all...it slightly tossed his golden hair around in the wind...it was a warm breeze. It got carried away by the wind's free will. I felt that breeze...swiftly tussling his hair to one side...then off it went. I did not care to look at the petals...apparently neither did the boy since he still had this look of aw across his face, mouth slightly agape. Pools of light fell across the young boy on the floor. A warmth fell on my back and I caught a ray of sunshine blinding me ... small octagon-like shapes of color came across and ended in fade. I could of sworn I heard ...I don't know what….like many instruments...but with an edge...no...was I imagining it? It was untamed and it was graceful...but above all, familiar...I blinked...but held them closed for a while trying to name the tune...I heard the small voice of someone...as if someone was playing a song on some imaginary radio...I was reluctant to open them...almost as if someone had put a heavy weight on my lids... a vision of the boy materialized in my closed eyes. Positioned just as he was a minute ago... when I finally managed to whip them open... it was gone...music I mean...but the boy still seemed to be there...I slowly looked around and shifted my weight onto my other foot. "...Watch where your going...Uzumaki" finally said. This Naruto boy...hn... He lay, still on he ground with eyes wide...then he blinked a few times and said "...eh? oh...G-gaara Ri-ight?...WAIT ACK! I GOTTA RUUN!" He got up and ran off towards the right road. I then looked to my left and heard another small squeak in the distance...a higher pitched one...but it was human because it was saying some words I could not decipher...not yet anyways... This pink blob came running like a cat from water. Screeching? Screeching why? "COME BACK HERE YOU IDIOT! HOW DARE YOU SAY SOMETHING LIKE THAT! WHY DONT YOU JUST COME HERE AND SAY IT TO MY FACE YOU IDIOT? OOOH,YOULL BE IN A WHEELCHAIR WHEN IM DONE WITH YOU!" then she ran off and tailed the dying fox. I heard something. "N-N-NOOOO IM SOOO SOOOORRY I-I NEVER MEANT YOU HAD A P-PRETTY BIG FOREHEAD! J-JUST A P-PRETTY OOOONE! GAAAAAAH!" imbecile...no...two imbeciles. I cant understand the purpose of people and their actions…but I do my …best. I thought some more before coming to an out of topic thought. It was particularly off. "of course not" I self mumbled in response to my thoughts. ...well they must be heading to school...I should follow...i cant believe i had forgotten the path...the right path... I followed in their footsteps, though a bit far behind. "of course not...or..."
This is it! The first chapter anyways. There's far more to come. Oh and i'll be putting song lyrics into here soon. :D Yaaaay! for first chapter!
Ifff ur a REALLY good writer, (or not?), then please feel free to review. you know, it's mah first so i'll be needing any possible tips i can get.
TANK YOU! ;D