Authors Notes: Hey there. (: I see you found my little fan fic. It's my first time writing, and publishing, so don't expect perfection. Critique would be appreciated, and keep in mind I try to fix up my grammar as much as I can, but this takes place in a modern time. Slang shouldn't be considered improper grammar. I was inspired to write by all the amazing fan fictions, such as Frozen by Mikey. It was the best fan fiction I have read yet so far, and if you haven't read it, go ahead. Other than that, enjoy. It's going to be a bumpy ride.
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R i g h t B e f o r e H e F a l l s
B y: M o o n s k i e
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Chapter 1;
Who needs friends?
Sasuke Uchiha sat up in his bed and while instinctively rubbing his eyes, he looked at his surroundings. The razor blades were left on his bedside table and the dry blood already had started to rust his favourite blade. His pounding headache and nausea reminded him to look under the bed. There it was. The biggest bottle of vodka Sasuke had ever seen in his life, completely empty. Sasuke put on his fuzzy slippers and walked into his new bathroom; the bathroom that he got all to himself. He walked right past the mirror and stopped. He turned back and stared at his expressionless face.
God damn I look ugly.
He turned stepped into his shower, and proceeded to bathe himself. How long had it been since he had time to himself without being rushed by anyone? Having all this space to himself was like a stress lifted off his shoulders. Without his parents being around anymore things were better. No. Things are not better. Things are never going to be better. Sasuke wasn't even quite sure about how he felt. Being late for school wasn't an issue. Sasuke didn't really care about being late on his first day, and making a terrible impression. Sasuke didn't care about much of anything really.
After a quick 20 minutes went by, Sasuke got out of the shower, and once more looked at his reflection. Through the foggy mirror, he saw a reflection he was finally content with. With the slowest, most graceful steps, Sasuke walked out of his bathroom, and within a few minutes he was completely dry, dressed, and ready to go. He stepped one foot out the door, and then remembered. Shit. He turned around, picked up his favourite arm band, and quickly wrapped it around his wrist. The last thing he needed was questioning. Little did he know, that was exactly what he was in for.
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Sasuke stood at the door for 10 minutes pondering whether or not he should even bother going to class. He turned away from the door, and faster than you can snap your fingers, Sasuke had turned back around and knocked on the door.
"Ah, you must be the new student. I'm Kakashi Sensei, nice to meet you. Don't worry about being late, it happens to everyone. Please, come in."
"Uh. Yeah. Thanks," said Sasuke, as he walked inside. "Everyone, this is Uchiha Sasuke, it is his first day here. I'm sure you will all do your best to make him feel welcome," said Kakashi as Sasuke was searching for a seat. As he was walking towards the desk at the far back, he couldn't help but hear the whispers.
"Woah, this kid looks bad ass."said one kid.
"He's so cute!"squealed the girl in the pink hair. Her blonde friend scoffed at her, "Yeah, but he's wearing way too much black." The girls proceeded to have a whisper argument about whether or not he was wearing too much black. . "Yep," he thought. "this is going to be quite interesting."
Sasuke sat down attempting to make the least amount of noise possible. All he wanted was more attention than he was already getting. As if. Who was he trying to kid? Peace and quiet were Sasuke's forte. He preferred to be left alone. He put his head on the desk and started to think. I don't even like psychology, why am I here? If only I could've tak- His thoughts were suddently interrupted.
"Hey Sasuke," said a boy with the spikiest hair you'll ever see in your life. He had a huge grin on his face, just waiting for Sasuke's response. Sasuke stared at him, too startled to reply. Why was he talking to him?
"Hello," he decided to reply coldly.
"I'm Naruto Uzumaki! I'm so glad I could be your first friend." Naruto smiled that sheepish grin of his once more. "I'll show you around and everything. Then at lunch, we can eat Ramen. I brought two cups today anyways, just in case. I had a fee-"
Before letting Naruto finish Sasuke was quick to interrupt, "No thanks." The bitterness in that comment left Naruto stunned. Sasuke got up and excused himself to the washroom. Kakashi Sensei immediately granted permission, and Sasuke left the room.
As he walked through the hallways, he decided to take a little detour. He walked down the main stair well and just wandered. As he took his time walking, he couldn't help but notice a locker decorated with bright orange tissue paper. The first person that came to his mind was Naruto. He didn't need to take more than a few steps to realize that really was Naruto's locker. The big letters that spelt Naruto in black construction paper gave it away. There was also a picture of a ramen cup. What's with this kid and ramen? Sasuke turned away and went about his journey through the school.
The school had an eerie feel to it. It was very quiet. Too quiet for a building with a bunch of adolescents packed inside. All the classroom doors were closed and the lights were off, not that they were needed. The natural light coming from the dirty old windows was more than enough. He finally arrived to a door that read Men's Washroom. He walked inside and attempted to avoid making any eye contact. The most awkward situation that could arise is a conversation starting up in a place where people do their business. He went inside, and examined his hair in the mirror. Sasuke went for the messy look. The more you look like you just walked out of bed, the more attractive you were.
Standing there in the washroom, he slammed his back against the wall. He sighed. It's only been past half an hour and he was already getting sick of school. He couldn't afford to transfer again, it was too late now anyways. What school would accept him now? It was already November, and everyone knew you had to transfer in October, or else your chances of being accepted were slim.
He was trying to have some deep thoughts, but the washroom just wasn't the place. The sound of taps, pissing, and blow dryers was just too much for him. He opened the door and he was about to leave when someone taps his shoulder. Sasuke turns around to face a scruffy haired kid who might as well be given the name dog.
"You're the new kid right? I'm Kiba."
"Hn. I'm Sasuke."
"Dude, I know. People have been expecting your arrival for weeks now. You must've been really popular at your old school."
"I guess," Sasuke straightened his back, trying to maintain his composure.
"Well, if you ever need someone to chill with, eat lunch with or whatever, I'm always here." He gave off the same friendly aura as Naruto. Sasuke didn't seem to personally mind this kid though, he seemed alright.
"Cool, thanks," said Sasuke, half heartedly returning his smile. He walked out of the bathroom, and thought it was about time he retuned to class. He pulled out and flipped open his cell phone. Shit, how the fuck did 20 minutes pass already? Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Sasuke picked up his pace and within a couple of minutes, he arrived back in class.
"Where have you been," Questioned Kakashi Sensei, "it's been almost half an hour."
"I apologize Kakashi Sensei, someone started talking to me as I was heading back to class," Sasuke lied. Well it was not a complete lie... someone did start talking to him.
"I understand. It's your first day here, so I will let you off easy. Try to be more prompt next time, and remember; first impressions are key."
Sasuke nodded and walked back to his seat. He pulled out a blank paper and stared at it.
"What are you going to do with that?"
Sasuke didn't bother to look up at the annoyance. He didn't even bother to answer. Staring at his paper, ideas started to form in his head. He was going to draw something, as he always did when he had no other form of entertainment. Naruto could've been viewed as entertainment, but Sasuke wasn't in the mood for making fun of anyone.
"Why won't you answer me?"
Once again, Sasuke refused to reply. He was clearly busy, why was the blonde persisting so much?
"Aw, come on Sasuke-Chan! This is no way to make friends with someone," pleaded Naruto.
"Who ever said I want to be friends," Sasuke replied just in time as the bell rang. He quickly escaped class to avoid further conversation with the idiot.
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Entering his house, Sasuke didn't expect much. All Itachi did was question and bitch anyways. Sasuke was about to put foot on the stairs, when he heard a very stern cough. Here we go…
"How was your first day of school?"
"It was fine."
"Just fine? Make any friends?"
"Nope."
Before Itachi could make any conversation, Sasuke disappeared up the stairs and into his room. He sat on his bed, and let out a deep breath. If every day was going to be like this, he didn't want a part of it. Sasuke didn't want to bother with the social aspect of life. Why was it important anyways? As long as he got a good education, he was set for life. Lovers, friends. Pff. None of that stuff mattered… right?
Sasuke took off his arm band and put it on his desk. His eyes traced the pattern on his wrists. He grabbed the smallest of the three blades, and stared at it. He appeared to be in deep thought, but through his mind raced nothing. He gripped on the blade and placed it on his already torn apart wrist.
Across the street.. not down the road.
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End Comments: So how was it? Aha, try not to be too harsh. Reviews are love. (: Hope you guys enjoy. I'll try to update as soon as possible.
