Writer: Hola! Here I am with a fanfiction that nobody probably cares about! *confetti canon* Anyways, here I am, writing this completely pointless fanfiction about nothing really, then again something all at the same time. That pretty much proves that I have lost my mind and am going to use that insanity for this very fanfiction. It's genius!
Tap, tap, tap. The tapping of a pencil on the desk grew louder. I glanced at the creator of the annoying noise. It was none other than that stupid idiot. I went back to staring at the teacher ramble on about the same thing. He was practically repeating himself. Why do they put us through this torture? I can see the person who was responsible for this. Oh look, there I am. I am so awesome. Wow my hair really does look like a duck's ass… There I go as I walk up to the man and… wait… what am I doing? Am I…?! Wow that's a lot of blood.
"Uchiha, what do you think about this?" the teacher addressed me directly. I stared at him blankly. Damn, I was kind of enjoying that mental video…
"What I think about it?" I asked again for no particular reason
"Yes, Uchiha, what do you think?" the teacher pushed his glasses up causing that glint in his glasses to where you can't see his eyes. Wonder how they do that. 'Oh, I'll tell you what I think….'
"I think… that my opinion doesn't really matter," I put in bluntly hoping he'd accept it and leave me alone.
"Very well, what about you Uzumaki?" he moved on down the row. The said blonde looked up at the man obviously being pulled out of his day dreams.
"What? I'm sorry I totally wasn't paying attention. That tends to happen when I'm really bored," he answered sincerely. Well he did have a point there. The teacher glared at him while the class laughed at the pranksters comment. Before the teacher whose-name-I-do-not-know-so-therefore-has-not-been-said could reply the bell rang.
"Don't forget Monday's homework!" the teacher said before scampering back to his desk. What seemed like millions of students flooded out of the class room eager to start their weekend.
"You are such an idiot sometimes Naruto," I stopped in front of his desk.
"Oh, hey Sasuke-bastard, when did you get here?" he smiled up at me. Sasuke-bastard? Oh what I wouldn't give to bitch slap him here and now.
"Idiot…" I said before turning to leave.
"S-Sasuke wait for me!" he said pushing his notebook, pencil, and other stuff that I'm pretty sure wasn't necessary for this class into his bag in one large swoop.
"What happened to Sasuke-bastard?" I said turning around to smirk at him.
"W-well… Sakura is kind of… trying to kill me right now… I thought if I stick around with you she'll be all fan girl like and not want to be all violent around you," he said rubbing the back of his head.
"So you basically want to hang around me for protection?" I had to admit, that was pretty smart. Maybe he wasn't as big of an idiot as I thought.
I decided to ponder on this matter for a few seconds. I did hate those stupid fan girls… They called me at all hours of the night acting like I have no idea who is calling when in actuality they forgot to use star sixty nine. My parents had to block my phone so I can't talk to anyone after nine! Well ten on weekends… I didn't really have anyone to talk to so that shouldn't really bother me.
My locker was also overflowing with love letters by now. It's not my fault the school doesn't recycle! Do you have any idea how much paper that is? It'd be a waste to just throw it all away. I could always just take it home and recycle it. I doubt I could carry all of it home with me without my brother seeing. He would insist I read each and everyone before I got rid of them all.
Though he wouldn't admit it, Itachi secretly had a brother complex. He always insisted I should find a girlfriend or someone to keep me on the right track so I wouldn't end up like him. A juvenile delinquent who is out of high school depending on his parents. He could easily find a job though. He's been kind of restless though. I've been hearing him and dad arguing sometimes.
This could actually be a good thing though. Some people would see it as social suicide. Honestly I wouldn't care. It's not like I had any real friends. Hell I don't even know half of the name's of the people that hang out with me. Yeah I said it, hang out with me. I'm not being narcissistic. I don't want to hang out with these people. They just find me and insist that I call them friends. I mean they won't take no for an answer!
"Alright, I'll let you hang around me during school. I'm not going to act like I like it or anything though. I'm just doing this to get fan girls off of me," I said before turning to leave again. I could tell Naruto didn't understand what I meant by getting the fan girls away from me but what do you expect? I mean it's Naruto Uzumaki.
He shook his head and bounded up next to me. We walked down to his locker in silence… ok I lied. It wasn't silent at all. I was just ignoring his rambling on about something I really don't care about. Man, he had a big mouth. I just stuck my hands in my pockets and kept on walking.
He continued on with his jabbering when we reached his locker. I leaned against the many lockers just staring at the ceiling. I wonder how long this was going to last. It wouldn't last very long that was for sure. I mean how long could this Momo* chick be mad at him?
"Hey Sasuke, where's your locker?" Naruto said after he closed his locker which smelled of rotten eggs and sweaty gym socks. I looked over at him. Wonder if I should answer.
"There's reconstruction going on where my locker is so I'm locker less right now." It wasn't exactly a lie. Anymore letters in my locker would cause an avalanche. It would take a bulldozer to clear out that wreckage. I went back to staring at the ceiling making different shapes of the specks on the ceiling.
"Oh, do you want to be locker mates with me? I mean I kind of owe you, you know?" Naruto said. His locker clicked open by itself from the large quantity of junk in there. He tried to close it but the large mass of three week lunches and stinky tennis shoes kept the locker open. I rolled my eyes as I walked by him.
"No thanks, I'm perfectly fine without the assistance of an idiot who can barely manage his own locker." He turned to glare at me.
"And here I was trying to be all nice for you helping me out here and you go off being a jerk about it!" He snapped as he pushed harder on his locker. He miraculously managed to close it with one last monster of a shove.
He ran after me yet again. Man, why doesn't he just leave me alone and go home? … Oh wait we have to go the same way. Well there's nothing I can really do about it right now except go along with this.
I lazily glanced around at the students pulling last minute items out of their lockers. People were already starting to whisper about me walking with Naruto. You know it's bad when people have nothing better to do than sit around and talk about one another. That's why I hate people. They're all rotten. Now if only there was some way I could kill off all the bad people in the world, scare everyone into submission, and overall become the god of a new world*.
Naruto glanced around searching for the chick that's mad at him… what was her name again? Ah who cares? She's just another one of my stupid fan girls. They were all the same to me. I could never tell them apart. I'd like to say that they're all special and unique individuals but then I'd be lying. Why lie to myself?
Naruto kept looking around at our surroundings. He couldn't possibly be this scared of her. I mean he was acting like he was in the middle of a war zone. He was beginning to drive me crazy!
Soon we parted ways and I was home. Now all I have left to do is listen to bands filled with a bunch of emos screaming about their pain and write depressing poetry about how my life is a black hole sucking everything into or some shit like that.
"So, how was school today?" Itachi stood at the entrance of my room.
"Same as always. Surrounded by a bunch of retards day in and day out." That was my answer every time he asked that question. Why does he insist on asking?
"Do you know anyone named Sakura?" Itachi asked. I turned away from the book I was reading to look at my brother. That's her name! So Sakura's pissed at Naruto huh? Wait why does my brother know that name?
"Why?" I asked raising an eyebrow. Itachi pulled a pink envelope out of his sleeve.
"She came by earlier to drop this off. She seems like a nice girl. Cute too," Itachi explained. I fell back on my bed. She… came by my house?! She… talked to my brother?! "Here," Itachi threw the envelope on my bed.
"Throw it away."
"I think you should read it."
"I don't want to."
"You're going to read it." Itachi sat down on my bed and pushed the envelope in my book. Stupid brother making me read love letters. My eyes skimmed across the curly handwriting written in purple pen.
"There I read it." I held the letter out for him.
"Read it aloud."
"What?"
"I want to hear it."
"Why?"
"I'm curious."
"Isn't that an invasion of privacy?"
"I'm your brother nobody cares if I invade your privacy."
"Fine," I groaned as I went back to the letter, "'Dear Sasuke, I bet you were surprised I sent you this Teehee.' Who writes that in a letter? Most girls would put 'lol' so I can't exactly say I'm too angry about it- ok! I'm reading! 'I wish I had the courage to tell you in person,' Of course, cause you're a shy and fragile person like every other girl, 'but I'm afraid I can't do it. My heart would probably explode before I got a word out. I've been thinking about it more and more recently but… Sasuke I think I lo-"I looked up from the letter at my brother.
"Well."
"No." I remember the last time I brought letters home to recycle. Itachi had found them. He made me read each and everyone. He then made me pick which one I liked best and bugged me to ask her out. I wasn't about to do that again!
"She seems like a nice girl."
"She's not. I'm now body guarding that dumb ass Naruto because of her. He's absolutely terrified. There's no way she could be a nice girl if she can make him that scared." I turned back to my book. Itachi sat there staring at me. "What?"
"Are you friends with this Naruto?"
"Friends? With that idiot? Yeah, I don't see that happening any time soon."
"Sasuke."
"I'm trying to read!"
"Ok, I'm leaving." I turned back to my book. He finally left. I dropped my book to stare at my wall. I already had Itachi bugging me about my social life. Now it was going to be two times worse. That bitch was going to pay.
Writer: Ok! Originally I had like another 2,000 words but I though it'd be better if that was chapter two~! So like, yeah, here's chapter one… finally.
*Momo means peaches I do believe. So yeah, he got Cherries and Peaches mixed up? I really have no idea what I was thinking.
