Fanfic Addiction
Summary: TomatoWulf loves reviews, but doesn't get any. RamenRider's a Pro --gets tons of them. He's also quite the critic. So when he suddenly sends TomatoWulf a meaningless flame, things get a bit messy. SasuNaruSasu.
Rating: I'll try to keep it at a T, but I wanna spice up things a bit later on… If I get any ideas. Lol.
Disclaimer: I don't think I'd be a Fanfic author if I owned Naruto and FFnet, considering then, I wouldn't have to be writing fanfiction at all, ne?
WRITER'S BLOCKKCOLB S'RETIRW
Chapter One: Read and Review?
KCOLB S'RETIRWWRITER'S BLOCK
He was just a run-of-the-mill fanfiction author, writing stories not many people appreciate. Who was he kidding? The highest number of reviews he'd ever received in his entire life was a measly six, but, so what? He liked writing, and to hell with whatever other people say. He was a freakin' Uchiha, and he could damn well write whatever he wanted to write.
He couldn't breathe
Okay, so maybe he sucked in writing.
Okay, so maybe that was an understatement.
He was terrible at writing. No matter what style he incorporates into his writing, he always fails in bringing out the depth in the plot, or even the plot, basically. It sucked. His work sucked. He sucked. He knew that he, Uchiha Sasuke, was the epitome of perfection.
…So why in the seven hells could he not write his fanfiction?
It seemed ridiculous to him; at school, he was a god. He was all A's, and everybody loved him ─Girls threw themselves at his feet, practically worshipping the ground he walked on as did some of the male population too.
Despite his popularity, nobody knew that he was just a mediocre fanfiction author, whose works never caught the eye of the hundreds of readers all over the globe. Nobody knew he was the slightly-untalented author penned under the ridiculous and rather cute name, 'TomatoWulf', and nobody knew that he, Uchiha 'Mr. Perfect' Sasuke wrote Slash-Fanfiction.
Sasuke sighed. He felt tired already; tired with being stuck with nothing to write. The plot bunny in his head seems to have died. He would've stopped using the PC then, when his YM alerted him to a new mail message.
It was a review.
It was a review…
IT WAS A REVIEW!
He couldn't believe it. Making sure that he was alone, he allowed himself to smile. Since he was a no-good writer, he seldom had reviews. However, whenever he did receive a review, he felt happy and accomplished that at least, somebody made a little bit of effort in giving him feedback, rather than just giving him a count or two for hits.
He hurriedly clicked on the link, and waited for his browser to load and show him the review.
dUdE… That SUkkD. lyK 2taLly suKKd. boys R s'posed 2 b with GurLS! Gross, u Fag.
…What the hell?
…Homophobe, much?
It didn't even freakin' say anything about why it sucked! So much for constructive criticism… Pissed, and pretty much insulted, he noted that it was signed, therefore,
inerasable. Damn. At least he knew who flamed him.
'RamenRider'
AN: That's it for now. I have no idea what's next to come. Lol. Do review. Thanks!
