Nya~ Here's my second story… have fun reading it… :D

Introducing: Uchiha Sasuke

Look, I didn't plan my life to be like this.

When I was young I wanted to live a simple, normal life. Grow, have friends, finish college, get married, and have a decent family with someone I love. Simple enough? Yeah. Did my life go like that? Not a chance in hell.

Right after I entered high school, I realized I hate, ABSOLUTELY HATE girls. I found myself staring at guys, daydreaming about them, having those "dreams"… I thought I wasn't gonna be accepted as a normal kid in school, but who am I kidding? My school is far from normal. It's jacked up.

'Kay, now that the gay matter is taken care of, I have another thing to say. I have the ability to see ghosts. Sure, go ahead, laugh all you want. Most of you who are reading this are probably laughing on the floor right now and think that I've been lying all my life. Do you think me seeing a dead person still encrusted with blood ever since I was young was a lie? Sure, let's go with that.

My name is Uchiha Sasuke.

I'm 16 and I go to Konoha Academy for Special Talents. I have a special talent? You could kinda say that. I can see ghosts, I'm diagnosed with dyslexia, I can see dead people, I'm diagnosed with ADHD, and I can see ghosts. Did I mention I can see ghosts?

When I was young, I keep on telling my parents that I see my dead grandma walking around our front yard. They looked at me, smiled and say, "You have a big imagination, don't you Sasuke?" Well, I was young and naïve; the ghosts I saw back then were… not as creepy. But after I grew older, the ghosts became more… gruesome. There was this one time when I was five, I saw a lady wearing a wedding gown floating above a lake with one of her eye gouged out. I told my parents that, and they only say "Sure, sweetie."

More and more ghosts appear before me, especially after my tenth birthday. I can see them clearly, them with their injuries. Some have mild injuries, but most have injuries that are too… shocking, no… disturbing… to be explained with words.

But the scariest of them all is when I saw this one ghost with no blood. A ghost with no blood… you might think it's not scary, but it scared the crap outta me. It makes you wonder what and how that person died. I was ten back then, and I got scared, I slept in my brother's room for weeks. My parents had to actually drag me back to my room and lock me in because I was scared that if I was left alone, that ghost would visit me again.

After one day locked in my room, he never visited me. I wished that it would stay like that for a long while.

But who am I to guess? I saw him again, I think.

I was in my dorm, trying to study for my exams. The words kept on flying off the page, so I gave up. I promised my friend Neji that I would come over to his room to help him fix his laptop at around 7 P.M. It was 7:30.

'Screw it,' I thought.

Then there was three knocks on my door. Without my intentions, the door creaked open to reveal a blond head. He giggled, and then ran away.

'I don't have any blond friends… who was that?'

Going after strangers was probably the stupidest thing to do, but I did it anyways. Did I care of what would happen to me? No, not really.

I peeked out and looked left. There was no one. I looked right. There was the blond boy wearing a white mask, white short-sleeved t-shirt, white jeans, and white converse. And may I add, giggling. Then he ran away.

He didn't need to tell me to follow him, something about him… it's… something about him wants me to follow him.

'Great… now I'm late to Neji's, I have a blond kid to follow, and I won't be able to study for the exams on Monday. Let's just get this over with…' I ran down the hallway to follow him.

The ten minute goose-chase led me to the lobby. Why? How should I know?

The boy turned on one of the hallways. I followed him, only to find him looking at me.

'That's it? This is stupid… I'm done,' I turned around, ready to leave. Guess what? The boy I just saw two seconds ago was there, in front of me, too close for comfort. His lips were curled up to a mischievous smile less than an inch in front of mine. He leaned forward; for a second there, I thought he was going to kiss me. I closed my eyes, felt his lips caress my cheek, and he whispered to my ear.

Uchiha Sasuke… I could feel his smirk as I snap my eyes open when he called my name.

He was gone, nowhere to be found.

'A ghost…'

Only later it hit me that he looked familiar. And much, much later it hit me that he was bloodless.

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"Dude, you're late."

"Ya think?"

Later that same night, I was at Neji's as I promised. I wasn't really surprised when I saw Kiba sprawled on the bed. Fortunately for me, all of his clothes were still intact.

"Oh look," I muttered. "Dog-breath is here."

"Shut it, Uchiha," Kiba replied.

I took another look at him. Two of the buttons of his shirt was unbuttoned, his hair was messy, and he looked dazed. "Judging from the way you look, doggie, I think I came in the middle of a make-out session."

Neji snickered, Kiba turned to a soft shade of pink, and I just smiled as I close the door.

"Well, yeah, actually, we were in the middle of a make-out session when we were rudely interrupted by a certain guy who promised me to come by here an hour earlier!" Neji stated.

"Oh, so now it's my fault?" Stupid question.

"YES!" Two answers.

"Ya know, Neji, you're just lucky I even bother coming here. I have exams on Monday, I can't study because the words kept on flying around the pages of my notes, and that I forgot my katana in my room."

"What does your katana have to do with things?"

"I originally planned on just destroying you laptop, but then I decided to be nice to you."

Neji stared at me for a solid five seconds before smirking. "Whatever your reason is, you're still late. Now you can go back to your dorm to get some studying done because Kiba here fixed up my laptop here."

"You want me to leave so you can continue your little session uninterrupted? Fine with me. Bye," I left the room—and may I add, hastily—after I saw Kiba tackle Neji.

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First and foremost, I envy those two.

Neji and I have been best friends since we were young. I met Kiba during my middle school years, and right off the bat, you can tell that we never really get along.

But despite our friendship status, we're still friends. Neji's a friend I can count on, and Kiba's a friend I can pound on.

When they hooked up, I felt happy, but most of me felt lonely. It hurts me just to see them together. Don't get me wrong; Neji and I are only friends, and Kiba? He's nowhere near my type.

Seeing them everyday together, hand-in-hand no matter what people say, it tells you how much they love each other.

I told you that I'm happy for those two, but I do feel hurt and lonely in the background. I feel so… empty.

Brrb, brrb my cell phone vibrated on my back pocket. It was a text from Neji.

'Rly srry 'bout that one, Uchiha,'

'What does he care?' I thought as I texted him back. 'Nah doesn't matter. Lemme guess… ur either tired after making out with Kiba, or you just simply kicked him out.'

I was outside my dorm when I received his reply. 'I kno how much it hurts u, Uchiha. U can tlk 'bout it if u wanna.'

I entered my door, slamming the door behind me. 'NO u don't. U don't even kno the half of it.' My eyes misty from tears that are about to overflow, I turned off my phone, tossed it to my nightstand, changed my clothes, and went to bed, silently crying.

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I woke up in the middle of the night after a lightning flashed and a thunder rumbled at a distance.

One thing you should know about me is that thunderstorms and I don't add up. I was, am, and probably will be afraid of thunders. Something about them just gives me the creeps.

When I was young, I'd normally go over to my brother's room on stormy nights. He doesn't mind at all; he even told me that he get lonely in his room. When I'm sleeping over at his, he'd normally tell me stories while I'd be playing with his hair.

But then I had to move to my dorm for high school.

Knock, knock "Sasuke! Open up!"

That's Skye for you.

"Hold on!" I scrambled out of my bed to unlock the door. As soon as I did, I tackled the 16-year-old girl's body and dragged her in. As a thunder boomed at a distance, I tightened my grip around her.

"Get to bed, I'll be with you in a second," she muttered.

While I climbed back, she dragged a chair from my desk and placed it next to where I was laying down. She sat down on the chair right before another thunder rumbled. I quickly gripped her hand.

"You'll be fine, Sasuke. I'll stay here, "she reassured me.

"Sing for me. I need a lullaby."

"What do you want me to sing?"

It didn't take me longer than two seconds to come up with a song. "Aru Ga Mama."

Everything was quiet. The thunders stopped, as if waiting for her to sing.

Furitsuzuku ame hitori de miushinatteta

The thunder rumbled, and as I tightened my grip, she rubbed her thumb on the back of my hand.

Kitsuke na kereba mada munashisa ni amanjiteita

The way Skye sings reminds me of the way my mother would sing to me; soft, smooth, and assuring.

Kono te wo nobasou furikaeranai de

I tried to keep myself awake. 'She's here for me. I should at least let her finish the first verse.'

Kimi no soba ni itai
Soba ni sasete hoshii
Aru ga mama sono mama ikite yukeru nara
Kitto sono te wo totte doko made mo toberu darou
Kimi to nara kanata made Aru ga mama de

As much as I tried, I drifted off to my dream world right after she finished the first verse.

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A word about Skye.

She's 16, she has lightning-blue, shoulder-length hair, and she's the only girl who I don't hate. And trust me; you haven't live until you listen to her sing.

She's also not your ordinary girl. She hates skirts, dresses, and make-ups. She hangs around guys, but I've never seen her flirt with any. On the contrary, I've seen guys on bikes crash on cars when she walks down the street.

Skye speaks her mind. I heard she dissed one of the most popular guys from her old middle school when he tried to ask her out.

Speaking of schools, the uniform here requires the girls to wear skirts. You'd think Skye would go berserk, but she actually just went with it. Although, she always wears a pair of black, tight-fitting shorts that goes down to her knees.

She is rebellious and stubborn. She'd never go down without a fight, and believe me, she fights hard. I've never seen a girl about her age take down the whole kendo team alone in one practice (that's a whole other story).

All in all, she's the kind of girl you want on your side on a fight.

YES!!!!!! Finally done with this… it took me a while…
Sasuke: you made me scared of thunders?
Rai: yeah, it's my story; I get to do whatever I want.
Sasuke: you made me hate girls.
Rai: well, do you like them?
Sasuke: no, not really.
Skye: I took down the whole kendo team in one night? I AM SO COOL!!!!!
Rai: Sasuke, do the credits.
Sasuke: Neji, Kiba and I belong to Masashi Kishimoto. Oh, and don't forget the blond ghost. Skye belongs to Rai. The song Skye sang was called "Aru Ga Mama" by Anamu & Maki, the 2nd ending theme of Nabari No Ou. Anything else?
Rai: no, not really; you covered everything. Thanks! Reviews are welcome! Flames will be quenched!