Note: I will not accept flames for this, for I wrote it for a friend of mine, not for you. I just decided to post it here anyways. Any flames will be deleted. Also, even if you don't like Naruto, this isn't too much of it and can be enjoyed anyways.
Alright, I decided to submit this sequel to the previous chapter, and I may do so with the other parts I've written if you all like this - short - submission (did I use that in the right context? Oh, well).
P.S.: German rock bands are AWESOME! *shot* Okay, okay, seriously, enjoy the story!
I was walking through school to the cafeteria, my stomach rumbling with greedy hunger, and I fully intended on mooching off of my friends before Fate intervened at the worst of times. Suddenly, a stiff arm wrapped around my shoulder and started to direct me away from my destination, and I turned and began to protest to this before catching the sight of a familiar pair of blue eyes and a heedful of spiky black hair. Any retorts died in my throat, and his icy gaze penetrated my thoughts of panic as he told - no, commanded, "Let's go for a walk."
It's not like I could say "no" with the hold he already had on me, and the bastard knew that I'd rather not cause a scene in the middle of a throng of people, so I bowed my head and watched our feet as they carried us down a hallway in the opposite direction of the aroma of nachos and loud chatter of people.
Dammit, I'm hungry!
He seemed able to ignore my stomach's growling, and so I attempted to do the same by pushing away my thoughts of food and turning my gaze to him to ask, "Where to?" He tipped his head forwarding display, and I blinked and inquired curiously, "The library?"
Not the best "private" place to talk. After all, I had always come here when I was bored or had no lunch (which was often), and I knew many of my friends went there, too. That made me all the more wary. What is he planning?
Instead of going inside, however, we went around, and realization must have dawned on my face because I saw him smirk as we ducked behind the building for privacy. I still didn't know why, though. After all, hadn't we already had a "lovely chat"? He finally took his arm off of me and walked briskly to some chairs stationed behind the media center, and with a sigh I followed and plopped myself unceremoniously in one while he did so with more grace.
Having no idea as to the reason pertaining to this sudden meeting, I was completely reliant on him to start the conversation. I turned my gaze to the ninja expectantly, waiting a while before blinking and saying, "Well…?"
He looked at me as if to say "well, what?" and I told him exactly "what."
"You dragged me away from food, company, and most importantly food, you're taunting me with books right behind me, and frankly I'm not in a good mood." I crossed my arms. "So, talk or I'm leaving."
"Oh, really?"
Suddenly, I found myself pinned against the chair with his hands holding my arms down, and I struggled for a moment as he grinned (lightheartedly? I don't know.) down at me and my attempts. "Funny, I don't see you going anywhere."
"Cheater," I mumbled sourly, and he surprised me by chuckling and standing up to lean against the wall casually. I looked at him then, and I could swear he was relaxed. But, why? Well, I guess it made sense since I couldn't exactly "beat him up," but still…it gave the illusion that we were "hanging out."
"So," he tilted his head to rest in the groove where the walls met at a ninety degree angle, "you have a little brother."
"If you kill him, I'll never say a bad thing about your hair again."
He just smirked. I think he was enjoying the grimace on my face.
"Six?"
"What?"
"His age. Is he six?"
"Oh. No, he's…nine, I think."
He raised an eyebrow. "You think?"
"Yeah…look, I don't keep track of things like that! I can't even remember if he's in second or third grade!"
He got a kick out of that. "How old are you?"
"…Fifteen."
"You had to think about it."
"Shut up!" I was getting kind of angry now. "Look, I'm hungry, tired, and kinda cold, and you aren't helping at -"
"Stop your whining," he sighed, tossing something cold at me that I fumbled to catch. I glanced at the wrapper, reading "Cookies N' Cream Ice Ccream Sandwich," and said, "That won't warm me -" Glancing at the wall only to see it empty, my ears barely caught scuffling as I turned my gaze to the roof of the library. "- up…"
I sighed, opened the ice cream, and got up to go to the cafeteria once more, but I stopped in the hall to throw away the wrapper. Finishing it there, I stood there until B lunch went back to their classes when I saw Sasuke's cousin, Miki. I waved and smiled warmer than I felt, telling her, "Hey." She waved and walked off, and I wondered if I should tell her about the meeting.
"I'll do it in Science," I decided and then backtracked to the library to check out some books by Anne McCaffrey. I had some reading to do.
~Fin~