Hey everyone! I'm back with another multi-chapter story.

This was inspired by the Say Anything song "Skinny, Mean Man".

It's strange, it's angsty, it's what I write. =D

I get way too many ideas from songs!

Oh, and I own nothing. Except a Kia, if that counts. =P

R&R Please!

Chap. 1 Enter the Lazy

"Shikamaru! Get up!"

I groaned and looked up at the face of my mother. Her hands were on her hips and she had her usual pissed off expression. I'm used to this routine by now, it happened everyday.

Let me introduce myself. I'm Shikamaru. Shikamaru Nara. I'm the slacker of my family. Really uninteresting to be me.
Laziness is my specialty. I love sleeping. I hate chores. My favorite past time is laying down and watching the clouds.
I know, lame, right? I listen day in and day out to my parents and my friends trying to encourage me, to motivate me.
They say I'm a genius. I scored well, really well on tests. Well, when I actually took them.
I'm almost out of high school, just a few more years. Then I have to go out and get a real job. Joy.
I'm a pretty simple guy. Apathy is my anti-drug!

I got up and started to get dressed. I was already wearing pants. I picked up a shirt off my floor and put it on.
Hey, if it's not dirty, I'm gonna wear it. I looked myself over in the mirror. Same bored expression as always.
I pulled my hair up into a high ponytail and stumbled out the door. I walked in the kitchen to hear my mother rant about my chores for the day. "First, you need to clean the dishes. Then you can start cleaning the living r..." Ugh, my head hurts. When is she gonna stop talking? I looked for any way to escape. She's got the windows open! She had her back to me, as she continued to rant and I slipped out the window. "...and then clean your filthy room!"

I could hear her yelling my name when she realized I was gone. I still don't see what my dad sees in that woman. She's crazy, loud, maniacal and bossy. All the freaking time.
He tells me that I'll fall for someone someday and then I'll be in the same boat as him. Psh. Yeah right. Women are troublesome.
I sprinted away from the house as fast as I could. Hey, sometimes being lazy takes work. We lived on the outskirts of town and there was a forest behind our house.
Which was cool, there were deer out there I'd feed from time to time. It's usually relaxing to wander through there.
It was easy to hide out there, so that's usually where I'd run off to. I decided to head towards town to maybe find Chouji or Ino, my best friends. So there I am, trekking through the forest and decided a nap sounded better than all that walking. I found a nice tall tree to sleep under. It had great shade. I slid down the back of the tree and quickly drifted off to sleep.

I woke up to the feeling of something hard striking me in the head. I opened my eyes and slowly focused on the object which had proceeded to fall into my lap. It was a nut, an acorn from the look of it. I rubbed my head as I glanced up through the trees. A squirrel was sitting on a branch over my head. Figures. I tried to drift off again, but it seemed the squirrel had different plans. Another nut, larger than the first struck me right in the same damn spot on top of my head. "Oww! Fuck!" I threw the acorns back at my tormentor to no avail. The squirrel dodged them easily. I absently rubbed the sore spot as I climed to my feet. I think that I had gotten maybe another hour of sleep under that tree. Apparently, no one wants me to sleep today.

I started to wander in the general direction of the town, but I wasn't watching and tripped over something. I faceplanted into the dirt. I don't know whether you know if you've ever eaten dirt inadvertently, but I assure you it is disgusting. Eww.
Standing up and dusting myself off, I took the time to observe what I had tripped over. It was sticking up out of the dirt at an odd angle. It was slender and grayish, and it looked like it had twisted in my fall. It was familiar looking somehow. Was it a root? No. It was too skinny for that. Maybe a plant growing? No, it was too thick and discolored for a plant. I reached down to touch it and as I stuck my hand out, I realized why it was familiar to me. I have ten just like it. It's a finger!

I pulled my hand back and observed the strange object closer. Sure enough, I could make out the fingernail, it was covered in dirt, but it was there nonetheless. That meant someone was under the dirt here! I've never even seen a dead body before!
"Oh no, I broke their finger when I tripped too!" Paying closer attention to my surroundings, it appeared that the ground was dug up in a hurry. This was no ritual burial, this was too messy. The body obviously wasn't even in a coffin. What had this person done to warrant such desecration to their remains?

Oh no! What's happening? Who's six feet under?

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