As many of you probably already know, it takes me a while to get inspired to write stories, so I've been drawing Chojuro over and over again to try to get inspired. And what do you know? I finally came up with a plot line I'm super excited for this story and I hope that you are too! 3 now, let us begin!
"Hey Sakura," Karin said as they were walking to their classes. Sakura was going to Physics to sit next to the know it all Chojuro, she was dreading this moment.
"Yeah, Karin?" Sakura replied as she looked to Karin, whom was staring blankly ahead.
"You know how you hate that Chojuro kid?" she asked. Sakura nodded quickly and motioned for her to continue.
"Well aren't Temari and Kankuro having a party this Friday at their house to celebrate Gaara's birthday?" she asked looking for confirmation. Sakura nodded once more and wondered where Karin was going with this.
Karin sighed, "I know that it sounds stupid and cliché, but what if we invited Chojuro, pretending to be his friends, and tell him to show up in some stupid costume then we all laugh at him when he shows up looking like an idiot," Karin suggested.
Sakura stopped in her tracks and looked at Karin, "That's such a good idea!" she beamed. Karin smiled in triumph. "When I go to Physics, I'll pretend to apologize for giving him the cold shoulder earlier and then I'll tell him about the party. He's such a loser, he'll totally show up in a stupid costume," Sakura predicted.
Karin smiled at Sakura, "Well," Karin finally said. "Good luck on that, I'm going to class," she declared. Sakura waved goodbye to Karin and then started to the left in the direction of her Physics class. If she was lucky, this could go off without a hitch, and seeing how big of a nerd Chojuro was, he would do anything to be near a pretty girl.
Sakura sat down in her seat next to Chojuro, who was already sitting in class. Chojuro didn't make eye contact with Sakura, in fear that she might snap at him again if he did.
Sakura cleared her throat and shifted in her seat, but Chojuro still didn't look up. "Chojuro?" she asked sweetly. Chojuro didn't say anything nor did he look up, he was currently afraid of her hurtful words, especially after what she said to her friends yesterday during lunch.
Sakura sighed, "Listen Chojuro," he lifted his head slightly. "I'm sorry about yesterday. I was just in a bad mood because my cheerleading coach was threatening to kick me off of the team because of my Physics grade," she lied. In all reality, Sakura's coach loved her and her Physic's grade was a C+, which was proficient to cheer considering she had A's and B's in her other classes.
Chojuro didn't know what to say, so he looked up at the rose haired girl and racked his brain for what to say, but her beauty made it so hard to think. "I-It's okay," he managed to get out.
Sakura smiled at this, "Good, because I'd like to try to become your friend," she lied, still keeping up her fake smile. Chojuro let his mouth hang open at the sudden change of Sakura's heart.
"O-Okay," Chojuro stuttered softly before returning his gaze to his lap. Sakura leaned over the desk and followed his gaze to his lap.
"Well anyway," she tried again. "Me and some friends are having a party this Friday night," Chojuro perked up at the sound of this and Sakura smirked, knowing that she had him where she wanted him.
"It's a birthday party for our friend, Gaara. His brother Kankuro and his sister Temari are hosting it, would you like to come? Gaara is into weird things, so it's a costume party. Wear your scariest and craziest costume!" Sakura said in a sing song tone.
Chojuro stared at Sakura, trying to hide his pleasure in being invited. "R-Really? Y-You're inviting me?" he stuttered.
Sakura nodded, "Yup," she confirmed as she ran her fingers through her pink hair. "I'll give you my number and I'll text you all of the details later, okay? We'd really like to get to know you better because we feel bad for being so mean," she lied.
Chojuro nodded and swallowed hard, a pretty girl was writing her number on her notebook paper to give to him. This was something that had never happened to him before, he never had any luck when it came to girls.
When Sakura finished she tapped the end of her pen on the desk to close the pen, "Here ya' go," she said in a sweet voice. Chojuro hesitantly took the phone number out of her index and pointer finger and took out his phone to put her number in. He was excited for the party and he spent the rest of the class period and even the rest of the day thinking about good costume ideas to really impress Sakura.
Temari groaned, "You really invited that loser?" she complained. Sakura was walking with Temari and Kankuro to her sixth period class the next day, which was Wednesday. They were talking about good gift ideas for Gaara, whom was a junior just like Temari and all of her friends, save for Kankuro, whom was a senior.
"He's going to ruin the whole party," Kankuro complained.
Sakura shrugged, "Gaara likes a good joke like the rest of us, doesn't he? I figured he'd appreciate this as much as we do. And plus, I already invited him, I can't uninvited him," Sakura rolled her eyes and shook her head.
"Fine," Temari finally gave in. "But if he shows up like a freak, and decides to stay after all, we're all kicking him out. Gaara won't like it if he actually stays at the party,"
"Don't worry," Sakura reassured them. "He'll be so embarrassed once we start laughing at him that he won't stay,"
"He'd better not, or else I'll kick his ass," Kankuro glared ahead. Temari and Sakura just laughed, Kankuro did have a reputation for fighting, but they really doubted that he would beat up a nerd.
It was Friday already, and Chojuro was so excited to go to the party. He already had his outfit picked out, he was going to be a car crash victim, he had a tire print on his white ripped up shirt and blood stains all over his shirt. He wore make up on his face and put black make up over his right eye. He even traded his normal glasses for mock broken glasses, he thought that his outfit would definitely impress the lovely Sakura.
Chojuro bounded down the stairs to show his mom, whom was working in the kitchen as she had just gotten back from work, his costume. His mom worked hard and brought in all of the money, because Chojuro's father was more or less absent. But Chojuro didn't mind his father's absence, if anything it made him grow closer to his mother and he had learned to love her more than anything. He was quite juvenile in the sense that he was still very attached to his mother.
"Look mom, this is my costume," Chojuro beamed. He grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it out so that his mom could see what he had been working so hard on. His mother turned around and whipped her long blue hair out of her face.
She looked at Chojuro and smiled, "Were you caught in a biking accident?" she asked as she turned to keep preparing dinner.
Chojuro shook his head, "No, I'm a car crash victim," he told her. His mother laughed once more and started to stir a pot.
"Are you excited to go to this party, Chojuro?" she asked him. She was ecstatic that her son was finally going to a party, ever since his father left he had been more or less socially awkward and unsure of himself.
Chojuro nodded, "Yes ma'am, I think that this school is going to be different. There's a really nice girl in my Physics class and this guy named Sasuke talked to me in History and he's going to be at the party too," Chojuro told her excitedly.
It broke his mother's heart and yet made her so happy to see her son so excited to go to a party, maybe he would have more than two friends at this new school. They had always had so much trouble with him making friends and getting picked on in Kirigakure.
"Well, dinner's almost ready. Will you get out the plates and the pot holders please, Chojuro?" his mother asked him. Chojuro nodded and went to the cabinet where the plates were kept and the drawer where the pot holders were.
As Chojuro and his mother ate dinner and talked fervently about their days, his mother looked at the dining room clock and gasped.
"What time does your party start, honey?" she asked.
"It starts at eight, but don't worry, I still have thirty minutes," Chojuro reassured her with a smile.
"Chojuro, this clock is about thirty minutes slow, I still haven't changed it from when we moved from Kirigakure," she knitted her eyebrows together and felt guilty for almost ruining his son's night.
"Crap!" Chojuro cried. He whipped around in his chair to face the dining room clock.
"Don't worry honey, I've got the dishes, you get to your party," his mom demanded.
Chojuro nodded and started to rush out of the dining room exit, before stopping and turning around to smile lovingly at his mother. "Thanks mom, I love you, I'll be home in two or three hours,"
His mom returned the loving smile and shooed him away with her hands. Chojuro waved and rushed out the door.
His mother chuckled to herself as she started to pick up his and her plate, "He's so excited for this party," then she looked up at the ceiling as if she was speaking to God. "Please don't let anything go wrong, I'm counting on you," she told the ceiling.
Chojuro rushed to Temari, Gaara, and Kankuro's house and through the door, he looked everywhere for Sakura, or maybe Sasuke, or any of their friends. But instead he was greeted by something different.
"What the fuck is he wearing?" Kankuro yelled from the crowd with a beer in his hand. Everyone stopped and stared to look at Chojuro, who was slowly turning beet red.
"What a loser!" Karin called. Soon everyone burst out into laughs that cut at the very being of Chojuro. He knitted his eyebrows together, looked at the laughing faces, and he turned around and reached for the door as if he couldn't grasp it quickly enough.
