-sigh- This is is, the beginning of the When The Boys Open Up (HD)... Though I wouldn't mind changing the name as well I just can't be bothered to go through so much effort. Anyways. I do hope if anyone is amazing and takes the time to go over the revisions, that they enjoy it much more than the old one. Not that I don't completely and utterly appreciate the joyous reviews and followers of the old one!
Anyways, I'm shutting up and going to put this up... Along with chapters two and three. More should be coming soon, I am just giving time for those to catch up and read! :D
P.S: I do not own the characters of Naruto, no matter how distorted they may have turned out.
P.S.S: I own Kawako! and I'm unsure if I have thrown any other characters in here... I'll let ya know if they show up.
"Hey, shark bait! Hurry up!"
"Oi! Shark breath, shut the hell up!"
Kisame. My older brother by 1 year. He's 18 on his last year of school. I'm 17 with my 2nd last year. Besides our constant bickering and differences of personality we get along great. Why you may ask? We both have a love for sarcasm and bickering. Arguing is what bonds us and cause us to be inseparable siblings.
I put down my brush and looked at myself. The students almost all wore the same outfit due to the uniform rule at the school. White button up shirt and cement grey dress pants or skirts. You could add bows, ties or belts or even other strange things people thought up. The dress code was rather flexible as long as it wasn't too inappropriate.
I had the shirt and a pair of the pants I had altered into shorts. Sometimes I would wear the skirt just for shits and giggles. My main thing though was my black bandanna over my face with a small blue shark in the corner that I wore over my nose and mouth.
I unlocked and opened the door giving Kisame the middle finger. He stared at me with his pale blue skin, shark like teeth and blue tinted black hair.
"Gotta fix your precious hair Fishy-boy?"
He glared at me and gave me a disgusted look as he walked by, slamming the bathroom door. His thing was the stitching in the back of his shirts. "The weak are meat and the strong eat."
Please don't think low of me. We both get teased about looking shark like, we both tease each other about it as well.
I have the same pointed teeth and hair colour, but its straight and short all along my head except my bangs, which stop above my right eye then long covering my left eye. But fortunately, unlike Kisame my pale blue skin is patched. I have two stripes that cover my eyelids and go over to the top of my ear. I also have two stripes that go down from the corners of my lips around my chin and down my neck. I also have splotched over my arms legs and torso. I'm like a calico cat.
I stomped down the stairs of the empty home. Me and Kisame live alone and it's pretty peaceful like this. I slumped my elbows on the counter lazily slopping bread into the toaster for a quick breakfast. It was the 2nd week of school. I was sick of it already. The toast popped and I threw in a couple pieces for Kisame, when ever he finished managing his hair. Eventually I fell asleep over the table.
I felt a nudge at my shoulder.
"Hey, get up we're leaving."
I yawned, stretched, grabbed my bag and left.
Walking our usually quiet walk to school. I ruined the nice silence by lazily asking a question.
"Are dumb and dumber coming over again?" Zetsu and Itachi. Kisame's closest and oldest friends.
"Yeah. We have another piece of shit history assignment already."
I snorted out a laugh.
"It's a shame that he has such a horrible personality." I said thinking aloud.
Kisame glanced over with a "please elaborate," gaze.
"Itachi may be considered the strong silent type, but he really is just a creep with an annoying sense of humour. The only thing he's good for is looking at."
Kisame rolled his eyes. "Tsh, you're an idiot."
Being a high school girl, it's hard not to notice the looks of the boys around school. And I couldn't deny that Kisame had some eye pleasing friends. Odd and unique maybe but not ugly. It's one of those cliche groups really where all the strongest and pretties people gather together.
We finally reached the school and Kakuzu, Hidan, Itachi and Tobi were standing by the entrance. I walked with my blue brother to the group. I would stand and amuse myself with the group in the mornings since they were really short. Other than that, I couldn't be bothered with them.
"Kisame, Kawako."
The raven haired man with pools of shiny coal acknowledged us. Itachi's uniform change was a fishnet shirt underneath his plain button up white one.
"Hey Itachi, guys."
I just waved, yawning.
"Hey brat, don't you have any friends?" the brute of the group blurted out. Hidan. He never had his shirt properly buttoned up. Only the two middle buttons were done up, showing his chest and abs. He also had a belt with a shiny symbol from his 'religion' Jashinism. Even with the silver hair most of the girls swooned over him.
"We've been over this Hidan..., but then again you don't have a brain to remember that."
"Hey! Watch your heathen mouth, you little shit!"
I put my hands together and looked up like I was praying.
"Oh Jashin, will you ever forgive me for trying to help Hidan realize his flaws and help him?"
"HEY! Don't mock Jashin! I'll sacrifice you, you stupid runt!"
Kakuzu smacked the brute over the head, "That's enough Hidan, it's to early to hear your voice."
Kakuzu wore shirts that looks like they were torn up then stitched perfectly back together with a hood attached to them. Like me, he also wore a mask over his nose.
"What the hell does that mean?" Hidan hollered.
"It means your voice is a disgrace to Jashin." I muttered.
"I'LL KILL YOU FOR THAT!"
The bell rang and I ran off before Hidan could finish his dive for me. So much for a quiet morning but I couldn't help it, Hidan was just to easy to mess with. His temper was supernatural and his lack of intelligence just astounded me.
I had math first. Tsh. Math, what a useless class. Gaara and Shikamaru are in this class with me. We sit in the back in the middle at our three person desk. Honestly, who has three person desks?Tsunade, the principal seemed off her rocker.
Iruka was the teacher, he was really nice and reminded me of a kindergarten teacher. He stood at the front of the class as usual waiting for everyone to finish piling in the class. I walked up and sat in between the two boys who always seem to beat me here. Shikamaru, brown hair tied up with narrow brown eyes. He was the laziest person in the world, and yet he was the smartest person! Clearly the next Eisenstein or whoever. He was leaning back in his chair sleeping by the looks of him. Gaara just sat there with his book out. Staring. His red hair was spiky and looked so soft. I felt it once, and it felt like it looked. As if he stole the hair off a puppy and glued it to his head.
"You're so uptight Gaara."
He just glanced over at me with his sea foam eyes asking silently what I meant.
"You, have, a, pickle, up, your...," I said to his face with a slow tone before being interrupted.
"Alright let's begin shall we?" Iruka addressed the class.
Gaara rolled his eyes to my antics and opened his books, I just laughed and got mine out. Nothing really happened in math today. I teased Gaara some while copying a few answers down from Shika. I packed up and left when the bell rang, waving to the two boys.
Next up was Biology. Jiraya was the teacher, it was cool, he was entertainingly funny. He had very long white hair and had a pet toad on his desk. A few kids I know from the years were here but I only talked to Sai and Sasuke. We had the normal desks in this class. Me and Sai shared cause the kid made me laugh with his attempts of being 'friendly'. Shino and Sasuke, surprisingly enough to me shared the desk beside us.
This was also the most organized class I know of. Beginning of the week was writing and such, middle was hands on stuff and the end of the week was a quiz or test. Jiraya never had a week where something didn't happen. Biology was the greatest.
"So Sai, any new drawings for me this week?"
Sai, he was a very pale boy. He wore his uniform to the exact code, and it was just too adorable.
"Yes," he rummaged through his backpack and pulled out 2 pieces of paper, "Here."
I took them and examined them. The first one was a drawing of a sunset with a building blocking out the sun. No matter how simple his work was, it looks so amazing. I was very envious of his talents.
"This one is going to be called 'Eclipse'."
He smiled at me and wrote the name on the back very neatly. Sai had once told me how he never had the urge to name his work, how nothing came to mind. So I took the initiative and decided I would name all his work for him. I enjoyed looking at his drawings and paintings, they were amazing. The second one was just a bunch of swirls and colours, it looked like colour decided to bomb itself on the page. I laughed at myself.
"Call this one 'Deidara'."
Heh, Deidara and Sasori were a hilarious duo. Those two are actually in my art class along with Sai as well. Me and him were big in art so we were just shoved into the 4th year class for the next 2 years. I didn't mind but I'll be lost without the art duo there.
"Kawako...,"
I looked up to see Jiraya standing right in front of me as I sat there thinking about art class. My mouth agape staring at the teacher. He just shook his head at my pathetic look.
"I'm not even going to bother asking if you were listening...,"
"Aww but I have such a fun comeback."
A couple kids laughed and he shook his head again. The majority of people thought he was just a old perv. I think he is just misunderstood. I believe he's just trying to fit into today's youth.
Another class gone and passed. Lunch was beginning so I was stuffing my books into my locker. I slammed it shut revealing a very troubled man. His name was Madara but everyone calls him Tobi. The guys knew the real him once upon a time but then he vanished and alter Tobi showed up. I like to think he has a personality disorder, but in reality he is just a deceiving person. I try my best and think positively toward him... Exaggerate on the 'I try'. It can be quite the chore.
"Tonight sound good?"
He questioned as if I had already agreed with him. He had an ego that could fill this school to the brim, and it was a pretty big school. I let out a sigh.
"You never learn do you?
His thing was the orange swirl mask that he always wore. I'm actually surprised students were allowed to wear such things.
"I don't need to learn, when I already know."
I mimic his stance and raise an eyebrow at him.
"Around 7 sound good?" He continued.
I roll my eyes, but sighed giving in, it beats having to listen to the three stooges, "I'll meet you at the usual spot."
He grinned devilishly. I could feel a blush. It was rare he took his mask off at school, and I think that was good. Like the rest of the Uchiha family he was absolutely stunning. If he wandered around as his true self, no girls would graduate, they would be too busy drooling over him.
"But..." He froze before glancing back at me, "..remember this isn't a date."
He laughs and puts on his mask.
"Don't worry. Tobi is a good boy."
"Jack-"
"Kawako. Tobi."
I jumped as a voice interrupted me from behind. I glanced to see Pain standing behind me with his arms crossed and an intimidating gaze in his eyes.
Actually his real name is Nagato but like Madara nobody calls him by his real name. Not because he's hiding his identity, it's just what everyone calls him.
He was once a red head but in his high school years after his best friend died he dyed his hair orange in dedication to him. He also had many piercings. Nose, lip, ears, eyebrows. Rumours were that he had them in... other places, but Konan would not give us the intimate details. She enjoyed having a secret to a very popular mystery. His eyes were a slate grey and they had this look that made you melt in many ways. He also wore his uniform to the code, except for the grey jacket most student rarely worse, he had the word "Leader" on the front pocket.
"Isn't there somewhere you need to be, Kawako?"
It was a polite question to people who didn't know him. But under that polite way of speech was a venom he directed only toward me. And under that question was the words, "Go away, runt." I nodded my head and took off running to the change rooms.
Believe it or not but when I'm not napping or killing braincells by watching movies and playing video games I spend my time playing soccer. I love soccer more than life actually and would love to become a pro athlete once day. I am even the second greatest player in the entire nation.
It all started when I was a wee pup too. When I was too young for my mother to go back to work, I loved to kick things. Everything I saw, I would kick. People thought I had mental problems. So my mother stuck me in soccer. Of course I did fantastic in it. I've played ever since, every season. Be it indoor or outdoor.
Today was just a practise so it was team vs. subs. Me, Neji and Naruto are main forwards. Sakura with her random amazing strength is a defence with a new kid. Tenten, was my sub. And for a hilariously cruel life joke, Neji subbed Rock Lee and Sasuke for Naruto.
Rock Lee and Neji had this strange rivalry for something none of us had really caught on. Same with Sasuke and Naruto really. Sasuke was much better than Naruto but he lacked team work so Gai had left him as a sub. It was hilarious and it pushed those two to the extremes and they always got into fights. There were a couple kids I had yet to get acquainted with and Kiba. He's new on the team which is awesome since I've been telling him to join for years now. Temari was our goalie. I think even with a slight lack of people, we could still easily win, but Guy couldn't deny the kids who joined. He was all, "They have the youth for tomorrow. The youth for the future!"
Youth this, youth that. That guy was exhausting!
I sighed as I walked out of the change room. Our uniforms were orange with dark blue trimming and dark blue shorts. One the front was a symbol of what looked like a snail but was supposed to be a leaf. I don't know, Naruto somehow was able to design the uniforms.
Soccer wasn't the only sport this town or school was big on. Kick-boxing was another. It wasn't actually associated with the school, but the two top ranking teams are from this place. It should be of no surprise that my brother and his group are the champions 4 years running for the kick-boxing tournaments. The team consisted of Kisame, Itachi, Zetsu, Kakuzu, Hidan, Deidara, Sasori, Tobi, Pain and Konan. They had a kick ass uniform that Pain had designed. Black muscle shirts with white outlined, red clouds and simple black shorts.
The practise went on. It was going normal but at the end I thought I saw somebody watching from the tree line. I froze and Rock Lee took advantage taking the ball and getting the winning goal. 6-5 The Replacements. I just stared at the tree line until Naruto came up and pounced onb me pushing me to the ground.
"Oi, jack-ass! What the hell!" I yelled picking myself up.
"You just lost us the game with your stupid daydreaming, datte bayo!"
Naruto, an adorable and unbelievably obnoxious blond boy. When he was little he got attacked by a fox that left a slash across his face giving him whisker resembling scars. He had an odd speech thing, not that he was the only one.
"Yeah just blame me right? Why didn't you run and get the ball from him huh?" I shot back.
"I was on the other side of the field!"
"Hey kids this fighting isn't very youthful! Let's take 5 and start again!" Guy walked over setting a hand on our shoulders.
"Sorry, I have to go meet someone." I lied before taking off.
I headed for the showers before some guy I didn't recognize blocked my path. I looked up at him with an eyebrow raised. He had silver hair that was tied back and large dark eyes. He wore these circular glasses that were very much outdated. His outfit was also altered into a t-shirt and he had these arm gloves. He pushed up his glasses with his middle finger.
"You play with such grace and force."
I gave him a sceptical look. "Yeah... What's your point?"
"Orochimaru would like you to join our kick boxing team."
I crossed my arms and looked the guy up and down. "You kick box?" He didn't look very kick-boxing material, more of a mad scientist kinda kid.
He chuckled, and pushed up his glasses again. "Yes. As a matter of factually I do."
"Hm... Well kick-boxing suck. So tell Oro-whoever I decline."
Irritation seemed to flash over his face. "Orochimaru," he corrected, "Why don't you come to a practice and see if you change your mind?"
I opened my mouth to begin to talk but I just sidestepped and walked past him waving back.
"Tsh." He stormed off.
When I got out of the shower there was just a short bit of the period left. So I decided to go roam around the school.
"Do you always just roam by yourself? Such a loser."
I recognized the dark tone of the shadows voice.
"Do you always try and creep people out by hiding in shadowed corners Zetsu?"
He scuffed. "No. Sometimes." He giggled.
I snorted a laugh and shook my head, "Walk with me."
He thought for a moment before he joined.
"How come you hardly hang with the entire group?"
"Because I don't need to listen to their foolish antics. They bore me."
"Well aren't you just Mr. Mature." I teased, laughing.
Zetsu was another, slightly more, unique character. His hair was short and was a strangely a natural green colour. He was also much more, distant than the others, not really getting into any sort of trouble. It's also hard for him to communicate properly with a severe personality disorder. He was two different people who shared the same identity, it was odd and can't fully explain it.
We just continued to twist and turn through the hallways of the school until the bell rang. We split at the next intersection and went our own ways. I looked back and could see him turn into a classroom, glancing at me before vanishing.