Title: Real
Sohei NICHA
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Genre: Angst/Romance
Rate: T+ - M (for safety)
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Notes: Btw: yes, all of Naruto's "friends" (except for Sasuke) are (OCs and) named after diseases… yup. I'm cool like that.
ALSO— Naruto doesn't have the diseases, but I was just bored and I needed Imaginary Friend names, so, there I was again: being immature. Thank God I never had Imaginary Friends.
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Real
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I have five friends.
Salmonella,
Chlamydia,
Colitis,
Echolalia,
And Sasuke.
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He's here again.
Sasuke, I mean.
Or, something...
I don't know. I can't really tell.
He says that he's real, but so do Salmonella and Chlamydia.
I wanna believe him. I do.
And, if he is, then he's my first real friend.
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I think that out of all my friends, I like Sasuke the most…
(But, don't tell Colitis. He gets jealous really easily.)
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He's not like the other voices in my head.
He's not like the other people I see.
I see and hear him all at the same time.
He's the most... there
Even when he's gone and I can't see him or hear him…
I sigh.
He's not here right now.
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I have four friends.
Salmonella,
Chlamydia,
Echolalia,
And Sasuke.
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Sometimes I feel him. Hit me.
Sometimes he yells at me.
Sometimes he cries and I...
Do I help him?
He isn't real.
Right?
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Sasuke is the most confusing of all my friends.
I can't predict what he'll do, like when I'm with them…
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He never wears the same clothes.
They all look the same, but they're never the same clothes.
Each time, it's a blue, or a black, or a white.
He also always has a scent.
They don't have scents. Just voices.
No.
He isn't like the others.
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I have three friends.
Chlamydia,
Echolalia,
And Sasuke.
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He's changing.
Everyone else stayed the same.
I'm looking at him. Studying him.
He looks at me with a frown.
"What's wrong?" he asks.
And "Your hair is longer," is all I can say.
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I have two friends.
Echolalia,
And Sasuke.
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They have been slowly disappearing.
Sasuke is the only one left.
I wonder why…
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I have one friend.
He might leave me too…
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He sits there. Staring at me.
I tilt my head to the side and grin.
"It's just you and me now," I say.
He doesn't say anything.
"… You wanna sit here?" I ask.
I shift over on my bed and look at him.
I can't help the bit of begging in my eyes.
He's the only one left.
He looks sad and…
I don't like it.
"C'mon," I urge, "c'mon!"
He gets up from his seat and then sits on the bed beside me.
I can feel him beside me.
When the others were here I couldn't feel them.
"Why?" I ask.
He looks at me with his dark, blue eyes that were easily mistaken for black.
I knew the color, though.
He was my friend and I'd be a total moron if I didn't know my friends' colors.
"Why can I feel you?"
His brows do that weird tee-pee shape and I almost laugh.
But he looks sad, so I don't.
"Because I'm real," he says.
I reach out and touch his hair.
I'd never done that before.
It's silky and smooth.
I gently pull his head towards mine and smell his hair.
I'm afraid he'll run away like the others.
"Why can I smell you?"
He doesn't raise his head but I can hear him choke out:
"Because I'm real."
I lift his head up and carefully press my lips up against his.
"They said so too," I whisper, pulling away slightly so that
I look into his eyes.
Then I press forward again, licking at his lips which have already parted.
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Echolalia already knew that I liked Sasuke.
She would keep telling me that it was okay.
She also said that he was real;
She said everyone else, even herself, was fake.
She said…
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I can't really think, but there he is
Underneath me.
He gasps when one of my hands goes under his shirt.
He pulls away.
"Your fingers are cold," he says.
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None of them can feel when I'm cold or not.
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My eyebrows scrunch and then I go back in,
Pressing against him even harder.
He whimpers and writhes, sometimes bucking his hips up.
I feel the beat of his heart against my hand.
"They don't have heartbeats like this…" I think to myself
His fingers are at the elastic of my pants…
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I have one friend.
His name is Sasuke.
He might be real.
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His legs are up on my shoulders.
I'm nervous.
I've never done this before.
"N-Naruto…" he moans, and I really want to be inside him now,
But I'm shaking—
More than him. I'm shaking.
My head reels—
He might be real and I might hurt him.
He gives me a frightening glare suddenly, and then grabs my hair and yanks.
It hurts.
And it's real.
"You've always been a fucking Idiot and you've never grown up," he says.
I rub at my head.
"Also," he added, "I'm real."
And with that, he pulled me close again, our lips connecting.
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I have Sasuke.
And I'm pretty sure he's real.
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…Also, we had sex.
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Uh, I got lazy.
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D-uh… CRAPPY ONESHOT FOR YOU!
I'm sorry that most of the length here is just me going and putting short lines instead of actual paragraphs. Oh, well…
Reviews are definitely welcome. I feel underappreciated.
Also, Flames are welcome, Bitches. Just you try— I'll peg you.
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Sohei NICHA