Ages: Sasuke Uchiha - 18 / Sakura Haruno - 16 / Shikamaru Nara - 18 / Ino Yamanaka - 17 / Naruto Uzumaki - 17 / Hinata Hyuuga - 16 / Neji Hyuuga - 18 / Tenten Kaname - 18/ Suigetsu Hozuki - 17 / Karin Horiwa - 17.
Pairings:SasukeSakura / ShikamaruIno/ NarutoHinata / NejiTenten / SuigetsuKarin.
Summary: "I'm an alcoholic." "I'm a cutter." "I'm a drug addict." "I'm an abused child." "I'm an orphan." "I'm a victim of rape." "I am suicidal." "I am bulimic." "I have depression." "I'm bisexual." It was just High School. It was meant to be easy. But why is it this hard?
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Ten teens in high school. All have secrets. It's high school. Just high school. It should be easy, right? Then why is it this hard? Mainly SasuSaku, Sides of ShikaIno, NaruHina, NejiTen, SuiKari.
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Chapter One. Hospital Run.
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Sasuke Uchiha wrapped his long, pale hand around another bottle. He was under age, only eighteen. This was a twenty-one years or over club. He shouldn't even be allowed in this bar yet, let alone be served in one.
He popped the lid, drinking the contents greedily. This was his fifteenth bottle. No lies. He just wanted to drink everything away.
He liked alcohol. When he was drunk, he just couldn't feel. He couldn't be hurt. He wasn't a shadow of his older brother. His father's words - or lack there of - did not affect him.
He was blissfully numb.
He very much liked the bitter substance.
"Sir, I think you have had enough for tonight." The polite barman told him. Sasuke glared, but stood up shakily never the less, walking out to his car.
He had every intention of driving to the next club.
Or he would have, if that car hadn't hit him.
He dully noticed a tingling in his hip.
"Oh shit, oh fuck!" A pause. Then, "I need an ambulance now! ..A club, yes. Er, it's called Shiro's. Okay, thank you." The man hung up is phone. "The ambulance is on the way. I'm sorry, I didn't see you."
But Sasuke couldn't feel a thing.
He was still blissfully numb.
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A small pink haired girl sat under a slide at the local park.
This was her place. A place away from home.
It was dark, maybe around 3am. In a few more hours, the sun would rise.
She liked to watch it. The way the sky bled with the pretty colors. The sky was so interesting that way. It changed everyday and was never the same. Sure, they had weather machines that were able to tell what weather could be predicted, but when it came down to it - it was the sky that made the call.
Sakura wished she had that kind of control over her life. That she could be the sky. But instead, she was the machine. Mechanically working everyday.
Maybe is she had more control, she wouldn't be this pathetic.
It was kind of funny, in that incredibly morbid way, how everyone thought she was perfect.
She was popular. Maybe that was why she was so 'perfect'. She wanted to laugh at how fake she really was.
She spent an hour every morning on her makeup alone. Then another half hour on her hair. Maybe twenty minutes on her outfit. Possibly a little longer.
She lost her virginity at 14 because her older sister had lost it at 15, and Sakura had to beat her.
Tayuya, her older sister had not talked to her for a few months after the incident. She and Sakura were fighting, and she had just broken up with her boyfriend of a month, Kimimaro. One thing led to another and Sakura became close with the white-haired boy, eventually leading to a one-night stand with him that Tayuya found out about.
And her grades... Her grades... Well, to be honest, she usually just sits next to this blue haired girl that was incredibly smart. Sakura just copied everything and re-wrote it into her own words. Plus, if she didn't pass, she could always sweet-talk the teacher into getting a higher grade.
It was just how she managed to cope with each and every single day.
Everyday it was the same routine, she wouldn't change it. The mask of lies was all too comfortable to her now.
But there were things people didn't know about her.
Like the fact her mother was dead. And that sometimes she wished she was too. But she would never say that out loud.
She sighed, pulling her small razor from her black, ripped skinny jeans. This was such an adrenaline rush. The scars that marred her arms and her thighs were the only imperfect things about her, and she loved it.
She guided the blade over her wrist, feeling the skin open. She pushed harder for the next line, then even harder on the next, with a small smile in place.
Sixteen and oh so 'perfect'.
When the sun finally rose, she started the walk back to her home. She hadn't bothered bandaging her wrist. Just pulled her long grey sleeves down. She didn't think she made too much of a mess, and her cell phone was the only light she had.
So when her vision got blurry, and she fell into the arms of a blonde woman, she was very surprised.
"We're taking you to the hospital." The blonde woman easily picked up the small girl, and carried her to her car.
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He always had a laid back air about him. Always the calm one. The genius, making rational decisions, thinking everything through.
They thought him naturally smart. Naturally gifted. Naturally a leader.
They called him lazy because some days he didn't move for hours. Nobody would suspect it was just a bad hit he had taken that had immobilized his body.
No. No one would ever suspect the young, eighteen year old, Shikamaru Nara of ever being a drug addict. It was absurd. Unheard of.
If it weren't for the drugs, he wouldn't be so calm.
If it weren't for the drugs, he wouldn't be so smart.
If it weren't for the pressure he felt of being a 'genius', maybe he would have never tried that thing he first thought was a normal ciggarette.
But he took the drugs.
So far, marijuana was his favourite. He always seemed to get a kick out of it. The first time he tried it, he got a body stone and couldn't move for a couple of hours.
When he took a slow, deep drag of his favourite substance, he paused. The smoke catching in his lungs, temporarily making him cough, so he slowly exhaled with a smile as the grey wisps formed three straight lines from his nose and his mouth.
"Hey, you can't smoke that here! It's illegal!"
"I have a licence for it..." He lied smoothly.
"Liar!" Apparantly, not smoothly enough. "Kami, what else do you take?" The older man looked at the young boys arms. Multiple scars were scattered, especially around his inner elbow. Needle scars.
He looked at the kids eyes. They were bloodshot, but it looked like he had taken more than just the thing in his hand.
"Kid, come with me. You're getting that crap out of your system." He picked up the boy, but when he struggled, the old man just tapped a pressure point on the back of his neck and took him to hospital.
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She was curled into a tight ball, hiding under her bed. She could hear angry footsteps running up the stairs. Then a banging on her door. She was so scared. She had pushed her dresser against the door, as well as her desk and chair. She tried to barricade the door.
'Please, Kami-sama,' She prayed. 'Anyone! Just help me! It hurts so much!' She whimpered, holding her sprained wrist.
"Ino Yamanaka! Open this door right now and let your father in!" Inoichi screamed through the door. She wanted to yell back 'No!', but was far too scared.
"I need help," She whispered to herself. He had already beaten her so badly.
Her left wrist was sprained, or quite possibly fractured. It was starting to develop an ugly bruise. Her right eye was swollen, as well as her lower lip. A small cut on her cheek, from where his ring had sliced her. Her ribs hurt so badly from his kicks when she fell. Her legs were shaking, and they too were bruised.
"I need help. Need to get out." She whispered again. She dashed out from underneath the bed, painfully stumbling over. She caught herself on the window sill, thanking her lucky stars that a tree was outside her window. Hopefully she could make the jump...
She perched on the window, without a second thought, launched herself.
Only to miss, and land on the ground, completely winded. She gasped for breath, trying to greedily inhale for the oxygen so desperately needed.
She could still hear the banging on her bedroom door, so with all her might, she pushed herself onto he feet, and hobbled to her neighbours.
"Dearie, what in Heaven's name happened to you?" The elderly lady asked.
Ino shook her head, "Hospital. Now."
"Oh, I'll inform your father -"
"NO!" Ino screamed, or rather, tried to. It came out as a whisper.
The woman hesitated, before placing a gentle hand on the young 17 year old girl's shoulder. Ino flinched, but didn't pull back. Only kept her eyes on the ground and let herself be guided by the gentle woman to hospital.
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"Get out of here, street rat!"
"ARGH! Get away from me! I don't want to catch whatever you have!"
"Get out of here!"
"Nobody likes you, kid! Just get away."
The seventeen year old blonde boy hung his head low, his hands stuffed in his dark blue jeans.
Just another day in the life of Naruto Uzumaki.
"Excuse me," He asked the cook of Ichiraku Ramen. "I only have enough for half of a bowl. C-could I please?" He meekly pushed some money onto the bench, avoiding eye contact at any cost.
Teuchi looked at the young man. He knew that he wasn't very well liked around here. All because the boy had no parents. He took pity on Naruto.
"Keep your money, kid." Teuchi said as politely as he could, going back to pouring some noodles in the bowl.
"Oh, okay. Thank you for your time." Naruto replied politely, stuffing the money back in his pocket, about to walk away again.
"Hey, kid! Where are you going?" He asked hastily. "I just made a bowl for ya."
Naruto turned around. "Huh?" His eyes were wide in disbelief.
"Here ya go, kid. One ramen, with everything on it! Pork, miso, chicken, you name it and it's probably in there." The old man grinned, with a low chuckle.
Naruto smiled back, he couldn't help it. "Thank you..." He spoke slowly, almost in shock. "So much." He still smiled, sitting down on the stool. "Itadakimasu." He snapped his chopsticks apart.
"Kid, you're always welcome here."
Naruto looked up, noodles hanging from his mouth. He didn't speak, but his big, cerulean eyes talked for him.
"You're welcome, kid."
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The pain was everywhere. Her clothes were torn and shredded, scattered through out the dark alleyway.
A few lacerations decorated her ivory skin from where she refused to lay still.
But those horrible men were gone now. She tried to salvage her clothes, but she couldn't.
They were beyond ruined.
Her short, navy colored bangs fell over her eyes. The rest of her hair kept the back of her neck warm. She wished she had grown it out longer. It only just touched her shoulders.
She heard footsteps, closing her pearl eyes tightly.
"No, no, no," She whispered to herself. Please don't let them be back. "No, no, no, no no, no..."
"Hey.. Hey are you alright, ma'am?" She felt a hand on her bare shoulder and screamed, pulling away like the touch was fire. "Oh!" the woman who had found her yelped in surprise. She shrugged off her large brown coat, wrapping it around the small girl.
"What's your name, honey?" She asked gently.
"H-H-Hinat-ta." She stuttered. She didn't like how the stranger was so close to her.
The woman smiled kindly, though it did nothing to releave Hinata of her distress.
"Hinata, huh? What a pretty name." She tensed hearing this. "Well, Hinata. I think we should take you to hospital. Can you walk?"
Hinata nodded meekly, stumbling to her feet. She felt a little better hearing the word 'Hospital', but she didn't want to depend on the strange lady. She just wanted to get to safety. Now.
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A tall male stood on a chair, a noose around his neck.
Just one step. Just one little movement of the foot.
All that pain will be gone. You can be reunited with your father. Your mother. All that pain will be gone, he told himself.
He closed his eyes, kicking off of the chair, knocking it over, creating a rather loud noise.
"Gah!" The yelling was involuntary, the eighteen year old Neji Hyuuga found. The breath escaped through his lungs as he kicked and thrashed around.
His vision started blurring, and although he was clawing at the rope around his throat, he didn't want it to stop. He could see his vision starting to bleed black. He welcomed it. The more he thrashed, the more oxygen left his body, the quicker he would die.
"Neji!"
Oh shit, please don't let him come near. Neji just wanted to die.
Was that too much to ask?
He faintly made out the image of his uncle, rushing toward him. Neji tried to kick the older, wiser man in protest.
"Leave... me," He wheezed. But Hiashi did not listen. He untied the rope, lifting Neji's lower body so the rope would be easier to work with. The young nephew struggled weakly. "Ple..ase... lea..ve." He kept whispering in broken syllables.
Once Neji was successfully untied from the rope, Hiashi had dialed an ambulance. Being the important family they are, he was granted an ambulance immediately, it arrived withing minutes.
"Neji..." Hiashi whispered as the boy, who reminded him so much of his younger brother, was strapped into the back of an ambulance.
"Father," Hanabi asked, tugging at her father's sleeve. "Why is Neji in the ambulance?"
Hiashi tried to smile, for his youngest daughter's sake. "He's just a little sick is all, Hanabi. He's getting a check up."
Hanabi could only nod, before asking again.
"Where is Hinata, Father?"
Hiashi wanted to say he knew. He already had countless police out searching for her. It had been hours.
"She will be home soon, my dear."
What was happening to his family?
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She stared at the mirror. A fat girl stared back.
"Argh! Why can't I be perfect? Why do I have to be so fat? I mean, look at you!" The brown haired girl yelled at her own reflection.
In truth, her brown hair was tied in two identical buns on the side of her head. She had a tall, athletic frame. Beautifully built, with lean, feminine muscles. A little baby fat shaped her face, but she was beautiful.
But this is not what she saw.
Brown eyes glared death into brown eyes which glared back.
She felt a wave of depression hit her. "So disgusting..." She whispered, horrified with herself.
She ventured downstairs, ignoring her parents and her older brother. She all but ripped the pantry off of it's hinges, grabbing arm loads of food.
"Still eating?" Her brother asked in a jokingly matter. "You know, you don't need the extra weight." He teased, thinking she would merely take it the way it was. A joke.
"Shut the fuck up, Ikuto." She hissed, taking her cookies, chips, ice cream, chocoalte and cheez-it's with her up to her room.
Ikuto stood there, astonished. Tenten never cursed. Never got angry. But he shrugged it off. Must be puberty or something. She hadn't quite finished yet. She was only eighteen after all.
Upstairs, in her room, Tenten shoved the food down her throat, barely chewing before she swallowed all the fat-infested food.
When everything was gone, including the tub of ice cream, she ran to the bathroom, playing loud music and pretending to be in the shower. She shoved her toothbrush down her throat, wriggling it around until she finally threw up.
"Tenten?" She heard the banging on the door. Then it busted down.
Tenten lay slumped against the toilet, toothbrush still in hand.
Ikuto flushed the toilet, before rushing his younger sister to hospital.
He wished he could take back those words.
What if this was his fault?
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He was unusual. He had blue-silver hair, with parts of white in it. He had purple eyes, too. Along with razor sharp teeth.
He was teased daily as a young child. All the other children called him a freak of nature. Shark-boy, too.
He bit one of those kids once. His sharp teeth crunched straight through the bone, took off the kids finger. Nobody ever hit him again. Nobody defended him either.
He wasn't worth saving.
Who would want to save something as disgusting, repulsive... Who would want to save such a disappointment?
7 years ago, he almost died. His twin sister had been healthy. She had a good heart. But Suigetsu's was malfunctioning.
At the age of ten, Suigetsu temporarily died.
At the age of ten, his sister gave him her heart.
At the age of ten, his sister died, and Suigetsu lived.
At the age of eleven, he was a healthy young boy.
At the age of twelve, he developed depression.
His mother was now sending him to a rehab for teenagers who suffered the same as he did.
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"Why the hell can't you be a normal girl?"
"I am a normal -"
"Don't lie to me! You - You Devil spawn! God will surely damn us to Hell because of you!"
"But, mom!"
"Karin!"
"Dad!"
A slap echoed through the house. All shouting had ceased.
Karin's face was turned to the left. Her mother standing with an outstretched hand.
"I-" She started to apologise, but Karin had dashed out of the room already.
"Let her go, Hana."
Karin wasn't some fucking demon! She wasn't religious. Hell, her parents weren't either! Yet they were attempting to tear her down!
She pulled at her long red hair in frustration, letting out a groan. Her red eyes started blurring with tears. Angrily yanking off her glasses, she leaned her head against her wall and cried.
"I'm bisexual, so my parents hate me." She muttered to herself. "Ugh. Fuck my life." She sobbed a little.
A knock resounded off her door, before a piece of paper was slid under it.
"A fucking rehab?" She asked herself as she scanned the paper. She weighed her options.
Maybe... Just maybe if she did this, she could earn her parents love once more.
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Tsunade went over all the files on the ten teens.
Her honey colored eyes flickered over Sasuke's file.
Name: Sasuke Uchiha.
Age: 18.
Appearance: Tall. Spiked raven hair, onyx eyes, pale skin. Lean, but muscular.
Personality: Quiet. Dark. Unsociable.
Family: Mother - Mikoto Uchiha, housewife. Father - Fugaku Uchiha, Boss of Uchiha Corp, a successful business. Siblings - Itachi Uchiha - 22 year old elder brother. Next in line to take over from their father. Currently in College.
Details: Arrested eight times. Mostly drunk driving and fighting.
Height: 6 feet.
High School: Hidden Leaf High School. Senior.
The next was not as easy to understand.
Name: Sakura Haruno.
Age: 16.
Appearance: Pink hair, green eyes. Pale skin. Short. Skinny.
Personality: Outgoing. Bright, bubbly. Seemingly perfect. Cheerleader.
Family: Mother - Deceased. Father - Unknown. Step Father - Akikazu Takamori. Siblings - Older sister, 18, Tayuya.
Details: No arrests. Has been suspended from school for fighting. Can have violent nature. Multiple lacerations on her arms and thighs. Self inflicted.
Height: 5 feet.
High School: Hidden Leaf High School. Sophomore.
Tsunade sighed. This was the girl she had found walking around the streets at sunrise.
Next report.
Name: Shikamaru Nara.
Age: 18.
Appearance: Tall. Lean. Dark brown, almost black spiky hair. Always tied into a high ponytail. Gravity defying. Dark brown eyes. Lightly tanned skin. Both ears pierced.
Personality: Unenthusiastic. Lazy. Likes strategy games. Highly intelligent. Dislikes bossy people.
Family: Mother - Yoshino Nara, Housewife. Father - Shikaku Nara, Policeman.
Details: No arrests. Straight A student. Possible drug addiction.
Height: 6 feet.
High School: Hidden Leaf High School. Senior.
Next.
Name: Ino Yamanaka.
Age: 17.
Appearance: Tall. Blonde, long hair. Blue eyes. Athletic body shape. Light tan skin.
Personality: Usually loud, though has pulled away from her friends recently. She is now very quiet. Used to be confident, though she is now a little shy. Emotional. Smart, though she sometimes acts stupid.
Family: Mother - Deceased. Father - Inoichi Yamanka.
Details: No arrests. Generally smart. She is covered in bruises, lacerations and red hand prints. All signs lead to abuse. Possibly by a family member.
Height: 5 feet, 7 inches.
High School: Hidden Leaf High School. Junior.
The next report was rather unusual. It was given to her by Teuchi, the owner of Ichiraku's Ramen. He begged her to help him.
Name: Naruto Uzumaki.
Age: 17.
Appearance: Bright blonde hair, blue eyes. Tall. Tanned skin. Lean, but muscular.
Personality: Kind, even to people who hate him. Smart. Lonesome. He will help anyone he can, despite what they think of him.
Family: Mother - Deceased. Father - Deceased.
Details: One arrest, theft. He is an orphan, trying to get through life with no money, and living in a run down apartment. He showers at school, as he cannot afford running water. Steals food to survive.
Height: 5 feet 11 inches.
High School: Hidden Leaf High School. Junior.
Tsunade sighed, puring herself another cup of sake. Heaven knows she needed it. She put his file with the other read files.
Name: Hinata Hyuuga.
Age: 16.
Appearance: Short, dark blue, almost black hair. White eyes, no pupil. Pale. Short, thin.
Personality: Shy and reserved. Timid. Kind. Dislikes fighting and arguing.
Family: Mother - Deceased. Father - Hiashi Hyuuga, businessman. Siblings - Hanabi Hyuuga, 8, younger sibling. Cousin: Neji Hyuuga, 18.
Details: No arrests. Straight A student. Avoids confrontation. Does not like to be touched. Brought to hospital as a rape victim by an unknown stranger. Currently unconscious. Minor lacerations. Nothing life-threatening, at this time.
Height: 5 feet, 3 inches.
High School: Hidden Leaf High School. Sophomore.
Tsunade placed the file on top of Naruto's, before continuing the next one.
Name: Neji Hyuuga.
Age: 18.
Appearance: Tall, lean but muscular. Long, dark brown hair, usually tied back in a low ponytail. Possesses the pearl colored Hyuuga eyes. Pale.
Personality: Cold. Ruthless. Does not like people. Does not enjoy life. Feels caged. Trapped.
Family: Mother - Deceased. Father - Deceased. Uncle - Hiashi Hyuuga, businessman. Cousins: Hinata Hyuuga. Hanabi Hyuuga.
Details: No arrests. Straight A student. Attempted suicide. Currently unconscious. Deep purple bruise around throat from attempted hanging.
Height: 6 feet 3 inches.
High School: Hidden Leaf High School. Senior.
Neji's folder joined the pile.
Name: Tenten Kaname.
Age: 18.
Appearance: Tall, ballerina-like frame. Brown hair, always tied into two buns on the side of her head. Brown eyes. Light tan.
Personality: Usually an outgoing girl. Femenist. Wants to be noticed. Can be fierce. Dislikes weak people, but can be kind. Does not like to depend on others.
Family: Mother - Tsunami Kaname, waitress. Father - Tekushi Kaname, businessman. Siblings: Ikuto Kaname, 21, currently attending College.
Details: No arrests, as of yet. Has been caught fighting with students, such as cheerleaders, because she dislikes that they are so dependent on their families for everything. Likely to have an eating disorder, bulimia.
Height: 5 feet, 9 inches.
High School: Hidden Leaf High School. Senior.
Next folder.
Name: Suigetsu Hozuki.
Age: 17.
Appearance: Blue-white hair. Purple eyes. Razor sharp teeth. Tall, lean. Pale.
Personality: Outgoing and loud. Can be kind to people he cares about. Likes to annoy people and goad them on.
Family: Mother - Ayame Hozuki, store owner. Father - deceased. Siblings: Twin sister, Deceased.
Details: One arrest. Fighting. Had a heart failure at age ten, his twin sister gave him her heart to save his life by sacrificing her own. Father commited suicide due to the loss of his daughter deciding to save his 'demonic' son.
Height: 5 feet 11 inches.
High School: Hidden Leaf High School. Junior.
The last file..
Name: Karin Horiwa.
Age: 17.
Appearance: Red, uneven hair, short and layered on one side, perfectly staight and long on the other. Red eyes. Wears thick black, squared Vogue glasses. Medium height. Curvy.
Personality: Loud and sometimes annoying. Likes to hit people. She can be very kind and loving to her precious people. At first, will come off as harsh and closed off. Her exterior is not very easily broken.
Family: Mother - Hana Horiwa, works in store with Ayame Hozuki. Father - Takashi Horiwa, businessman.
Details: No arrests. Average student. Is bisexual, parents wish for her to be straight.
Height: 5 feet 5 inches.
High School: Hidden Leaf High School. Junior.
Throwing the sake back to the back of her mouth, Tsunade poured another cup before writing out letters to the students.