AN: I haven't published in a long time and it feels so good to be back! It's my first Sasuke and Jugo friendship-fic ever and I hope you enjoy it!
The story takes place at a school of "magic" in the modern world, the professors and Students are all original characters and thus don't really have names...
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE CHARACTERS OF SASUKE & JUGO. NARUTO BELONGS TO MASASHI KISHIMOTO
As usual, Please R your feedback is most appreciated!
"Jugo, Control Yourself!" One of the professors stepped in front of the tall boy, only to be knocked aside by the raging beast. All the other professors stood their ground, forming a protective circle around the cowering students. "You—all of you—you are ALL DEAD!" Jugo charged; his eyes wide and a maddened smirk contorting his face as he drew closer to breaking the line. The professors—most of them newly appointed—stood frozen, unsure of how to control the demon that had been one of their students only minutes before.
From the corner of the building, a figure moved forward, only to be held back by the headmaster's bony hand "non iam—not now" it was a whispered command as the headmaster strode quickly into the clearing.
"THAT'S ENOUGH, JUGO!" The old man's voice rang across the field and Jugo fell to his knees mid step; almost as if he had been shot.
"Sedo Vestry" The headmaster's voice had dropped in decibels but still carried the same amount of authority as the first command. Calm down…Jugo's head raised and he looked at his hands as he began to shake "no—not again…" he looked up at the ring of professors and the students behind them, his expression turning to one of torment as he saw the looks of disgust and terror on their faces
"I didn't mean—I'm sorry…I—" He looked around wildly, his manner resembling that of a trapped animal, before he jumped to his feet and tore for the woods; the only place he could go to get away…
"Are you Jugo?" The voice was low and soft and Jugo glanced around the familiar clearing, searching for the source of the strange voice. Who had come into his sanctuary?
"You shouldn't be here, I could hurt you" he spoke the quiet warning as his eyes fell on the figure of a boy who couldn't have been much older or younger than 17; the age of the students in the school.
"Go away" he was trying his best to stay calm despite the fear that was pulsing through his veins; who was this stranger? Where had he come from? What if he hurt him? He didn't want to see disgust on another person's face; he wouldn't be able to take it anymore if he did…
"I'm Uchiha Sasuke—" the boy gave his name without any regard to Jugo's warning before he paused; his dark, saddened eyes fixed on Jugo "I'm your new roommate…"
Jugo froze. His roommate? But that was impossible, no one could be around him, there was no telling when he would go into another fit of rage.
It must have been the way Sasuke was looking at him—or maybe it was the look in the onyx eyes; he wasn't sure which, but whatever it was, Jugo suddenly felt the fear and frustration drain out of him, leaving him feeling strangely safe…
"You—you're the student that was transferring in?" the headmaster had told him about the new addition to the school, but he hadn't expected the student to look so…ethereal; Sasuke's hair was a glossy onyx black, easily matching the deep color of his eyes and his skin was a pale ivory that seemed cold even in the hot sun.
His question was answered with a slow nod and he swallowed hard…what was the headmaster thinking?
"Headmaster—please, you know about my condition…I can't have a roommate" Jugo was standing in the crowded office, his shoulders hunched and his head down in a submissive manner. "I don't want to hurt anybody…" The headmaster stood and patted Jugo's shoulder gently "Sasuke's not a normal student Jugo…he can help you…"
"Can you really stop me from hurting anyone?" Jugo asked the question as he shoved his bed against one wall and turned to set up the new one that had been added to his large room. The room had originally been for three, but had soon become his when his condition had started. Sasuke looked up from his perch on the window sill and shrugged "Do you want me to?" he sounded slightly distracted but Jugo paid no mind to the tone
"Yes"
He was emphatic and desperate and Sasuke stared, his dark eyebrows knitting together in a look of confusion before he turned away "did you always have these fits?" The change of subject was subtle and Jugo straitened, the corner of a white mattress still in his large hands "No…I mean…I don't think so…" he hung his head and Sasuke glanced at the towering figure, his dark eyes surveying the teenager in front of him with an almost sad expression.
"Maledictus nocere, nolentem…" he murmured the words softly under his breath, his lips hardly moving to form the ancient words. Jugo looked up "Is that—?" Sasuke's head shook slightly as he met Jugo's gaze, snapping out of the trance-like state he had almost sunken into "Latin?" he sounded as if he'd come out of a deep contemplation and Jugo nodded, waiting for Sasuke's response "Yeah…it is"
Jugo's interest was perked and he sat on the edge of his bed, letting the mattress slide to the floor "you speak Latin?" there was a hint of awe in his voice and Sasuke shrugged "a little…" he shifted uncomfortably, suddenly becoming absorbed with the hem of his school shirt.
"It's no big deal…everyone here studies it" his tone denoted that he no longer wanted to speak and Jugo glanced down at the floor, reminded by the mattress that he had work to do "I …the beds are almost ready…" he stood and began again to work as a silence settled in the room, punctuated on occasion by the sharp ticking of the clock…
"I'd like to introduce someone to you…" The headmaster motioned towards the back of the room and all the students turned to look at the newcomer "This is Sasuke—he will be with us for the rest of the semester"
Sasuke kept his gaze forward as he nodded his head in polite greeting, his hands deep in the pockets of his black pants and his dark green necktie hanging slightly loose around the unbuttoned collar of his ironed shirt. Some of the girls smiled sheepishly while the others platformed their chins on their hands—all of them curious about the slightly unkempt look of the exotic figure
"He's an Honor Student in Latin, so if any of you need help…" the headmaster smiled and the girls giggled "Treat him well" the headmaster's voice carried a tone of seriousness that was largely overlooked by the students as they turned back to face the front as Sasuke sat down.
"Hey" Jugo looked up as Sasuke took the empty seat next to him and gave a small smile in response to the quiet greeting as the teacher began class.
"Botany is next" Jugo led the way across the cast lawn, glancing behind him every once in a while to see if Sasuke was still following. "Sasuke?" He stopped walking and Sasuke almost ran into Jugo's broad back "Did you hear?" there was no malice in his voice, simply the desire to know. Sasuke blinked and then nodded "Botany" He glanced to the side, his expression conveying a silent sigh
"What's wrong? Do you not enjoy botany?" again it was a simple curiosity and Sasuke shrugged, shoving his hands in his pockets "Do you?" Jugo thought carefully "Yes—mostly…I haven't been to that class for a while" The last part of his response was faded and he began to walk, his pace a little slower than before. They passed one of the large greenhouses and Sasuke's gaze fell on the dark blue tarp that was stretched over one of the large windows—had Jugo done that? But of course he had…
"Greetings" The teacher was a tall, gentle looking man who was decked in soft shades of green and brown, matching the colors present in his classroom. The students returned the salutation and the graying professor smiled.
"Shall we begin?" Today we'll learn about the many uses of the rose" He reached for one of the red flowers beside his desk and raised it to his nose, inhaling deeply; "everyone please open your books to page 111—we will read through 112" There was a rustling as the students opened their leather-bound books and flipped to the assigned pages, ready to read.
Sasuke sighed and stared at the yellowing page, wondering if they purposely made the books look old or if the books were actually again. He fingered the rough parchment and then turned his attention to the rough sketch of a rose that stretched across one of the pages, half smiling at its resemblance to the rose Jugo was holding. All roses looked much the same…all of them seemed graceful, enchanting and yet—his expression quickly melted back into his normal almost sorrowed look…Roses seemed tragic, as if they carried pain in their history—as if somehow their petals had been died crimson by blood and their thorns had been formed out of the necessity for protection…
"Jugo, is something wrong?" The professor's voice sounded concerned and the students shrank back as they noticed the trembling of Jugo's shoulders "Jugo?" The professor put his hands up to calm the contents of the room "Nobody move; everything will be alright" he sounded doubtful himself but stayed motionless, keeping his calm demeanor. He had dealt with this before and had learned that the best way to avoid injury was if no one panicked.
*Kill. Kill. Kill* It was a quiet chant and Sasuke looked up as the hair his rose on the back of his neck…Jugo was about to go on a rampage…
"Jugo—" Sasuke put his hand up to stop the professor from coming any closer, the headmaster had warned him to keep everyone out of danger; at least to the best of his ability…however far that extended…
*Kill. Kill. Die* Sasuke glanced at Jugo and took a deep breath, he had promised the headmaster that he would stop Jugo and so he would—the only problem being he wasn't quite sure how…
"Jugo" It came out sharper than intended and Sasuke took a step back, mentally kicking himself as Jugo's head snapped around, if he wasn't more careful, things could escalate into a disaster.
OWARI
That's the end of chapter one! Thank you for reading~