La Vie Boheme


Kso. This is a rewrite of the original La Vie Boheme as my muse had just randomly died when I lost my hand-written copy of chapter 11. I have the entire story written out now, so it's just a matter of me typing it out. I'm making as many changes as I can to make it not suck so just stick it out. Oh yes; I don't own any of this stuff... cause I'm not some Japanese guy. Peace


Withdrawing his cell phone, Uzumaki Naruto, dialed the number for his long time friend, Sakura, who had just returned from a trip to Spain. Despite Sakura's disgustingly annoying ring-back tone Naruto stayed on the line and hummed along with the song he knew all too well.

"What do you want Naruto?" Sakura grumbled, her voice full of contempt for the boy that she was speaking with. Naruto scoffed and went to say something rude, but instead replied as though she hadn't been a total bitch.

"I was just calling to see how your trip went." Naruto waited for a moment while Sakura said something to her Mom; they were obviously still on their way home from the airport. Sakura began a very lengthy description of all of the things that had gone on during her trip and Naruto's mind nearly instantly began to wander; the sky had become purple quickly, leaving Naruto alone on a swing during sunset.

"Naruto? Naruto are you even listening to me?" Sakura snapped; she had apparently asked him a question while he gazed at the setting sun. Naruto fumbled over his words, trying to explain his lack of attentiveness as he had been the one to call her and ask about her trip.

"Sorry, I was distracted. What did you say?"

"I said have you even done any of the summer work for your classes?" Sakura repeated, obviously annoyed. Naruto winced, he hadn't even though about the fact that school started the next day.

"No... what did I have to do again?" he asked, looking at the digital watch he had on to see if he had time to rush home and get his work done.

"Summer reading and any A.P. class work you might have." Sakura said, obviously forgetting who she was talking to. Naruto had slacked his way through high school and as his time there was reaching a close, he didn't feel the need to over-exert himself.

After saying goodbye to the girl, Naruto hung up his phone and slipped it into his pocket, glancing over to his right where the sound of a basketball was unmistakable in the previously silent playground.

"Itachi! Stop doing that!" Two raven haired boys were approaching the playground, the obviously older of the two bouncing a basketball carelessly as he walked. Sasuke, the younger of the two, had obviously been trying to get the ball from his older brother, but Itachi was too quick for his younger brother. Sasuke's clumsy hands knocked the bright orange ball away from both of them and to the feet of the blonde boy. Naruto looked down at it and then up at Saske and Itachi who looked back at him curiously.

"Could you throw that back?" Sasuke snapped after a moment and Naruto could have sworn that he saw him blushing. Rather than pause, Naruto stood up and kicked the ball towards Sasuke who stopped it with his foot and scowled. "This isn't a soccer-ball, idiot, and I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't kick it around."

"Sorry. I don't have a very good throw, I'm more of a soccer man if truth be told." Naruto replied icily while his heart pounded against his chest, traitorous to his voice.

"Whatever." Sasuke grunted as he and his brother walked away. The second he was sure that Sasuke was out of sight, Naruto thrust his hand into his pants to adjust the throbbing appendage that had been crying out for the raven haired boy the moment he had become visible.

From his pocket, Naruto's cell phone vibrated violently causing the blonde boy to stumble slightly. Pulling the phone out, Naruto placed it to his ears and grunted a greeting.

"Naruto! It's Shikamaru. My mom said you needed to hurry up and get back here before it got dark. We all already had dinner 'cause Mom said you'd just have ramen when you got back," The Nara's, Naruto's adoptive family, had been incredibly kind to him after his parents had died, despite the clash in personalities. Shikamaru and his father were both incredibly lazy but exceptionally intelligent men, while Shikamaru's mother was a beautiful and caring woman with an incredibly short temper. Naruto, on the other hand, was ebullient, hyperactive, and lacked intelligence and patience.

"Okay, Shikamaru, I'll be right there..." Naruto said and then quickly hung up the phone so as not to get another conversation started. Slipping the phone back into his pocket once more, Naruto stretched out his arms and then sprinted away from the playground; he hoped to burn off energy before getting home so that he'd have an excuse to hide away in his room for a little while.

The run was short-lived, however, as Naruto nearly instantly collided into the back of one of the few people he could actually say hated him. Hyuuga Neji, now fresh out of high school, had always taken a liking to beating on Naruto whenever the two crossed paths. Naruto had learned to fight back from Shikamaru's father but it never seemed to do much good; Neji was too fast and too strong for Naruto to really try to stand up for himself, so he simply allowed himself to be beaten on.

"Watch where you're going, faggot!" Neji screamed, turning abnormally quick and striking Naruto's stomach. Caught off-guard, Naruto felt his feet lift from the ground simply from the force of the punch and was sent backwards onto the pavement. Neji looked at Naruto as though he was going to step on his ribs until they broke, but instead turned and walked away. Gasping for air, Naruto stood up and stumbled the last few yards to his house all-the-while making sure to stay a safe distance away from Neji.

"Hey there, Naruto!" Yoshino, Shikamaru's mother, shouted from the couch where she and her husband were watching television. Naruto waved feebly and then took the stairs to his room, sliding in and closing the door behind him. The room wasn't very large nor decorated, but Naruto had come to love it. The walls were a very dull white, surprising for someone as upbeat as Naruto, and the only things present were a bed and a computer desk.

Sitting down in front of his computer, Naruto turned on the monitor and let out a groan of satisfaction at finally being home. Tearing off his shirt and casting it aside, Naruto typed in the link to a site that would summarize the book he was supposed to have read for the summer. The words appeared as a blur to him at first, but after a moment he began to process what they said and began to study them all.

After about an hour of this process, Naruto couldn't bear it any longer and turned off his monitor and crawled into his bed. Lacking a light, Naruto had to use the light from the computer to look at the magazines he kept next to his bed and he flipped through them lazily, looking at the pictures of video games and their big-breasted heroines. Bored quickly, Naruto tossed the magazine across the room and rolled over in his bed.

"Goodnight, Sasuke," Naruto whispered and kissed his pillow, imagining the raven haired boy next to him... holding him. The darkness quickly consumed Naruto; however, and he became lost in a dream.

He was at school and it was an assembly. For some unknown reason Naruto was one of two people standing behind Tsunade, the principal. Naruto's school, a private-Catholic school, had a daily prayer before the start of their days and this was obviously one of them... but Naruto had never helped lead them. The entire school was reciting a prayer that Naruto couldn't distinguish, as Tsunade had turned and adressed him.

"Naruto... you're not fooling anyone." She whispered and Naruto's flushed.

"Pray for me to the Lord our God!" Naruto screamed out with the rest of the school and with these words the room erupted into activity. Naruto's friend, Shino, stood out from the crowd and pointed at Naruto.

"One among us dances with the Devil!" He bellowed. Other students echoed this and Naruto saw them all surround him. Words couldn't be defined as Naruto tried to escape the circle, only to be approached by his other friends and cursed at. One boy pushed Naruto down onto the table that Tsunade was behind and students eagerly surrounded him and began bellowing at him to cleanse himself.

"But... doesn't it all make sense that what I feel is real?" Naruto screamed out as he jumped up onto the table, trying to become less vulnerable. Pushed from the table, Naruto was caught by students in front of him and raised to a position shockingly similar to that of Christ on the cross.

After being set down, Naruto felt a finger run down his chest.

"I can fix you if you'd like to try..." a blonde girl, Ino, whispered. Naruto glanced around as more students screamed out slurs. He hadn't noticed before, but the voices had a surprising harmony and he couldn't help but feel as though he were in a musical.

"Waste of a child!" a voice broke out from the crowd and everyone but Naruto dropped. The mother that had abandoned him was standing at the top of a set of bleachers. Naruto's heart was torn in two as she spoke and then he heard voices in his ear whispering,

"Yes you were the cause of their divorce..." Naruto fell to the ground and screamed as the scene changed. They were undoubtedly at a funeral and Naruto was standing at what he thought should have been a closed casket. A boy no older than he, whose face was completely blurred by tears, had a whole torn in his neck. Someone behind him was speaking and Naruto couldn't help but try and turn around to see him. Sadly, the scene changed again and students were shouting at him.

"Abomination! Abomination! Abomination!" Naruto felt his body lifted from the ground and saw the faces of those in front of him. His friends; Ino, Shino, Kiba, Hinata, Sakura, Shikamaru and many others were all shouting this at him and he could take it no longer.

Tearing himself from sleep, Naruto felt sweat dripping down from his face as he panted, hearing the alarm from his cell phone blaring from what seemed to be miles away.