Again...another one shot idea that has grown out of proportion. I won't let this one go past three chapters this time! Promise!


Bitter

Chapter 1

Smell.

He was sleeping soundly. Very unaware of his visitor outside his fourth story window. There was a break below that stirred him awake. His head shot over to the window but it didn't matter. He was gone.

He scratched his head as he woke. His hand glided along his midnight locks, which was tousled by sleep. The black eyes still clouded with the dream of the previous night. He was being chased but he couldn't see the chaser. The chaser called out his name many times in hopes of him to turn around. There was a cliff ahead so it was death or death. He chose to keep running instead of turning around, be captured, and tortured til the end. He couldn't believe his decision afterwards. It wasn't like him. It wasn't like him to have a dream where his heart was pounding so hard. He never saw his death in that dream but he knew he jumped.

What could have been chasing him? Why did his heart pound so hard? It was just a crazy dream.

He slumped out of his bed and yanked on pants over his pajama pants and his uniform shirt over his pajama shirt. He could care less for the day to come. For the love of God he never cared. It was just school. It was just girls he never cared for. They never meant anything to him. If only ONE person caught his eye. He might've tried to look nice. That would be hard though. They would have to be alien. No one else would suffice.

His mother was no longer around to tie his scarf nor was his father to tell him not to get in trouble. He had to remind himself every morning to do everything that a mother would remind him to do. He would even shout 'Don't get into trouble' in a low voice for make believe.

He trotted out the door with his little ten year old feet running all the way to school. They were teaching something 'important' to say today. It was cloudy today like it had been for a few days. He had nightmares for the same number of days. He wished for the bright sunny days that brought nothing but dreams he could not remember. The sun blocked out the pain.

The whether said that it would stay cloudy for the next week or three. That's 14-21 days more pain. 15-22 more nights of nightmare filled sleep. The school bell rang through out the fields around the building. He tried running in to the room but was caught. He didn't really look where he was going and he bumped into a boy with golden strips of hair, probably grander than the sun's rays at noon. He turned his head and looked at me with his big eyes. They roared like the ocean yet was calm like deep waters. They were very strange. His whiskers on his face weren't tattoos, he could tell right there, they were something he was born with.

"Sorry." He mumbled under his breath. It was too marvelous for words. A heavenly gift to the Earth. This boy. He wore an orange jumpsuit that complimented his hair ever so nicely. He drug a book bag by his side in the dirt. The blonde haired beauty wrinkled his nose in disgust as he scanned him over. It was like everything bad in the world was in this one boy. "I'm Sasuke." He mumbled.

"Kyuubi." He hissed in distaste. It was like it was a curse to hear his name. Kyuubi wouldn't smile and he waited at the door, not letting Sasuke by. The teacher, Iruka, slid the door open and waved him in. Sasuke looked up at Iruka and Iruka scolded him.

"You're late Sasuke." He fussed. It was only a couple minutes. He seemed to really be on edge today. Was it because of the whether? Sasuke bowed and asked for forgiveness and he was allowed in. He took his seat in the back row, farthest from that boy.

"Class...This is our new student." Kyuubi walked in and bowed in acknowledgment. He smiled charmingly and waited for the teacher to continue. "His name is Naruto. Be kind to him." He was motioned to his new seat in the front row. It was completely diagonally from Sasuke. For some reason, Sasuke didn't like it.

He didn't act like himself all that morning. He wrote a note for the first time in his life and asked the girls who adored him highly to pass it to the new comer. It soon got to him and he growled in a low dishonorable tone. He ripped it to shreds before he could even hope to open it. The letters fell far from their original place. He could still remember what he wrote and he placed them together in his mind.

'I thought you said your name was Kyuubi.'

It drove him crazy. By the time class was over he was already gone. He never got answers from the person he needed them from. He lied to him. He HAD to look up the name Kyuubi ...where the hell did he get it? He pulled up many sites that were closed or under construction until he got to his answer.

'Kyuubi is one of the tailed demons of the ancient world. With each swipe of its tail forests could be leveled.' So he was superstitious.

Sasuke peeled off his first layer of clothes so he was seen in pajamas again. He glanced out the window at the clear scene. As he climbed into bed and pulled over the covers he saw a blur of gold and orange.

He shot up and flipped his self to face the window. Nothing was there. Just that clear no body there scene. It was crazy. It's the fourth window on the apartment building that was completely empty and left to him by his parents.

This night his dream was different. He was in a building and he was in a corner. He was facing the person who has been chasing him for the past few nightmares. "Sasuke." The person moaned. He couldn't see the person's face. A hand reached out and stroked his cheek. The person was clearly kneeling in front of him now. The face came out of the shadows and looked at him with loving blue eyes. Naruto. "I finally got you." His hand retracted and his face grew sad. "Why did you run away?" His voice was so sweet...so real...so clear.

The alarm rung and Sasuke shot up from his bed. It was slightly brighter today. He began to notice it become brighter and brighter with every day. The nightmares were to go away soon. He actually took off his pajamas and put on a clean pair of white pants and a dark blue shirt. He brushed his hair and left the house, before going over his daily routine.

He was at school before everyone else and waited for the boy to come. The girls, Sakura and Ino crowded his vision of the door. They were asking him many questions about his life that he never answered. They told him that his hair was nice and he looked thinner today...two things a person doesn't really need to hear. The bell rang and the girls rushed to their seats. He glanced over to the boy's desk and he was already there. He looked already bored, like he had been there for ages. His dazed look wasn't lively. It was scarey.

The day went by so slow yet the boy seemed to be unfazed. It was like he went through days like this and he knew how to handle them. When the bell rang I blinked once and he was gone. How? I glanced upwards and saw the warning of inevitable doom. Festival tonight...and I was in charge of bringing 4 2-liters of soda. Naruto...was bringing cakes. Could a ten year old bake a cake?

I swiped my father's everlasting plastic card into the machine and walked away with all kinds of flavors. The sky was darker than ever and the lights responded with their glory. I found my way home in no time. I pressed the elevator button and the floor was raised by 4 floors. I heard a voice around the third floor but I ignored it. It sounded like explosions and mayhem. He pushed the fact away and assumed it was coming from outside. It was a elevator next to the outside world.

He placed the bottles down on the counter and looked out the window. How could anyone sit there? Was it really possible? A light push of air flowed through his hair and was pushed back down again in the same second. He turned his head and saw a cake next to his soda. It was beautiful, like god himself had crafted it. It had a chocolate layer and chocolate chips surrounding the edge. Icing created forests of flowers and vines likes oceans. The plate, was orange.

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