Drifting SANITY

This is my first story, and I am hoping to make it a long one! I am mostly an artist, so I am not that good with writing, but I wanted to try it out for a change :D

WARNING: If you or a loved one doesn't like the thought of relationship issues and assault than this is not for you. ~enjoy

I walk down the dish-littered kitchen hallway to open the same putrid fridge... Only to be greeted with rows of rolls of cabbages. 'cabbage, its nothing but CABBAGE! Everyday, its the same puke green vegetable. I forgot the last time I ate something that wasn't green. I can't accept it anymore! No more! NO MORE!' I lift my tired, worn out arm and slapped all the cabbages off the shelf. Shinobu will never change. I mean, heh, I think hes really cute; really, but his attitude is just grueling at times! Hell, I was forced into this relationship, I can't go back!

…CREAK...

"I'm home!"He says, as I see him in the corner of my eye taking off his jacket and putting down his bags.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" He snarls at me. I look back at the fridge and grab a gallon of orange juice. (one of the few things that wasn't cabbage). "Oh nothing, just wondering where you went. That's all!" 'dammit, what am I saying?! Of course its something, but then again, I couldn't tell him. He'll start... Yelling again.. yelling.. I hate it.' He gives me an odd look, but continues to unpack his bag. He takes out several things such as seasoning, papers, juice,...sigh... and cabbage... two rolls of cabbage. Yay...

"Hey, Miyagi, can you help me put up some of the food?... hey, Miyagi! Are you listening?!" He snaps me out of my trance, (one of the many I've been having recently)

"Ahh, yeah. Sure..." I say, in slight unease; hoping that Shinobu wouldn't notice, but sadly luck was not on my side.

"Miyagi, you're acting awfully weird. Did anything happen?"

He asks, pretending to sound concerned. I turn my head, looked deep into his soul, and said, "Well, actually I was wondering. We've been having cabbage for a while now, and I was thinking, maybe, JUST maybe, we could.. you know? Try something new? Just to change things up!" 'please' I thought. I looked back up only for my fears to come true. Shinobu, is not happy.

"..Do you have a problem with my cabbage?"

"What? No! I just think that trying something a little new might be good for the both of us." Dammit, Shinobu still looks pissed. What the hell did I do wrong?!

He then scoffs at me and turns is head, looking at something in the distance.

"Whats with that? If the food is that much of a problem then you could have just told me."

"That is why I am telling you this right now..." Oh crap.. hes pissing me off again. Stay calm man... calm...

He sighs abnormally loudly, as if trying to tell me that hes pissed. He then continues to keep taking out crap from the grocery bag.

"We can change up the food next time, but for now, where having cabbage stir-fry!" I brush one hand through my matted hair, and softly agreed with him under my breathe.

"Hmph.." He puffs, as he takes out the supplies to make another dish of the same putrid vegetable.. "I'm going to go upstairs now. Tell me when dinners ready." He nods, and I go upstairs to get some paperwork done before the next day. 'tomorrows Monday, and its almost summer break (thank god). While I was flipping through paperwork, for some reason I started to think about the first time I have met Shinobu. I remember him getting attack or something, and then I came in and... and...ah.. and then something about destiny? Or some bullcrap like that. Jeez, didn't know helping people out could cause such clingy and possessive behavior. I mean, we share so few interest, and yet he just chose me and shouted "it is destiny!" what am I in, a video game?! It is destiny; why? Why is it destiny? I don't understand! This kid is so confusing. Of all the time I have been alive, I have never gotten into such a situation.

I begin to play with my pencil and twirl it around my fingers, while staring at all the papers I have to work on. 'hmm, it wouldn't be too bad if the kid wasn't 17 YEARS YOUNGER THAN ME! Everywhere we go, I get odd looks. They think I'm some kind of pedo, and I don't blame them. The kid looks like a high school student compared to me, a business man. A boring everyday business man. Why does he like me?! Shouldn't young college students want to date young and exciting girls or boys? Why a 30+ year old man?! Why? Why?! WHY?! WHY?! WHY?! WH-

"Miyagi, dinners ready!"

You mean CABBA- ok, relax.. relax.. Its not that bad. Lets just go eat.