"Hyuga-san, would you like to share something about yourself?"
"Umm…is it required?" asks the meek girl.
"Not really…unless you're willing to spend another five sessions," the lady says.
"Um…my name is Hyuga Hinata…I'm 16…uh, I go to Konoha Academy and um…that's it…" she says, struggling not to trip on her words.
"Right, well with the introduction of our newest member done, shall we begin?" declares the lady, clasping her hands together in glee. "Alright then, our session of Depression Anonymous begins."
Depression Anonymous, or 'DepAnon' as some people liked to call it was a small group of strangers going through depression that got together to 'talk' about their problems. Well, that was what it said on the pamphlet anyway…
Depression Anonymous had a much more macabre and more accurate nickname. Depression Anonymous was more popularly known as 'The Suicide Club'. No, it wasn't a group of people that aimed to end their lives together. It was a group of mostly angsty teens forced by their parents and other 'concerned' adults to attend because they had in one way or another, tried killing themselves. Thus the ever so endearing nickname: "The Suicide Club."
The Suicide Club Day One: Teambuilding Activities A.K.A The Try Not To Kill Each Other Games
"Today we will have teambuilding activities!"
Audible groans were heard from the room and some complaints were voiced by mostly the male members.
"And we'll start with…charades!"
More groans, more complaints, pish posh, moving on…
Uzumaki Naruto walks to the front and our attention is forced onto him. He's all smiles, all bright and full of sunshine and all that shit.
He holds out one finger.
"One word!" yells out the lady.
Naruto spreads his two hands out, much like that spongebob meme many of them had seen online one time or another.
"Rainbow?" guesses the lady.
Naruto shakes his head.
"An idiot wasting our time?" asks the raven haired boy with a smug smile.
Naruto looks like he's about to say something but he bites his tongue.
Naruto repeats the actions with his hands. Upon seeing no one respond, he points to his head.
"Retard?" asks the raven, further irritating Naruto.
Naruto smiles bitterly but continues.
He closes his eyes and points to his head once more.
"I think he lost it," the boy dryly comments.
Naruto tackled the boy and so began a struggle for dominance between the two…no, not like that.
"It's imagination, idiot! Use your fucking imagination!" yells Naruto.
"It's not my fault you suck at acting!" bites back the boy.
The lady tries to get between them but fails, so she retreats to the sidelines while persistently asking them to stop.
Hinata, one of the two people who hadn't left her chair, sighed very deeply.
Oh dear, the girl thought while eyeing the havoc around her. This was going to be a long day…
A/N: I'm not dead! Okay, so for those who have been following me. You'll noticed I deleted the rest of my stories...it's mainly because I'm ashamed for leaving those stories alone. So I'm back with a new story which I will hopefully finish.
Hopefully...