Oh my god I totally forgot about this fic, I have like three more chapters ready in my note, just have to type them, sorry to keep you guys waiting but I was in the middle of a mess, school, cosplay, family and a lot of other issues, hope you like this short chapter. ^^
Oh and also, I wanted to give this hospital a name, it is really boring to say hospital and building over and over again and I wished that it was something with D.M.D, I'm kind of blocked so if anyone have an idea just send a review \o/
By KoNeKo – Chan
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Meet the rookie 8
Sasuke just stood there, staring, not a single blink... still staring.
"Ok, I guess you prefer that the anger issue patients come over here to welcome you" The boy looked at something behind Sasuke's shoulder when Sasuke turned over to look at it too the something was a men that apparently just flipped over a table and was held down by 3 male nurses. Sasuke held his glare a little longer but decided to quit being so stubborn after the guy behind him begun to shout something about a "cat fight", he sighted; at least Naruto seemed normal comparing to these people.
"Fine, I'll go with you" He said, looking away trying to avoid the obvious amusement on that blue eyes. "Ha! Cool, I will take you to my friends then, what is your name by the way?" The loud brat said wile heading to a quiet table with four people on it. "Sasuke, Uchiha Sasuke and what do you mean by friends? I want to eat by my own" Being in a mental hospital with a roommate doesn't mean by any chance that he was going to socialize, he thought grabbing a random food on display, but he released it immediately when a women popped out of nowhere screaming "MY MUFFINGS!!" Sasuke was already pretty shocked and wide eyed when the woman started to pet and whisper to "her" muffing.
"Haha, I was going to warn you that those are Gloria's muffins, if you want one you have to get the chocolate ones, she is kind of a racist" the blonde sat on the table with a large grin on his face and Sasuke squeezed the poor chocolate muffing to death, Ok maybe he needed someone to guide him.
"Let me introduce you to the guys, basically we are the rookie 8, well now with you we are 9, we are the only teenagers on 1C10-20, we don't hang out often in the cafeteria, most of us have to take our medication on lunch hour."
"Wait, 1C-what?"
"1C10-20, it is easier than it sounds, the "madness" level in measured in a scale from 1 to 20 and this building is divided in four different areas, 1A for crazy people in a scale1-10, 1B and 1C to 10-20, and 2A for the classes; By the way my name is Ino I'm a 10 and I am sure you are a 10 too" She winked, now that had to be the thinnest girl that ever hit on him, why did they treat anorexic here too? He wondered, subconsciously biting harder on his muffing.
"Ino, I saw him first! Hi there, I'm currently Sakura and I'm a 13" Just what the hell did she meant by currently? And with two girls hitting on him at the same time, where is that cat fight guy?
"This is Hinata, we think that she is a 10 too, she doesn't talk much" Said a guy with triangles on his face pointing at a girl playing poking her fingers together "I am Kiba a level 11 and here on my lap is Akamaru! Right that's your name, who is a good boy? You're a good boy!" What the boy introduced as Akamaru was just an old looking, dirty plush dog, was that guy for real? He poked Naruto and whispered:
"Hey, is Akamaru…. You know-"
"Dangerous? No, he will only bite you if you step on him" The blonde was grinning again, Oh please, was he the only one seeing that "Puppy"?
"Well. My name is Naruto, again, I am a 20 and-"
A bell rang loudly enough to be heard outside that edifice "Well we have to go to our classrooms now, nice to meet ya' newbie" And the blonde left giving him a light peck on the cheek and laughing his ass off wile the two girls tried to kill him. Sasuke was mesmerized.
He completely forgot about why he was there and how much pain was hidden in those green-ish walls when that boy smiled at him, even the air seemed a lot lighter, how could an intern of a mental hospital smile so much and not care about his current condition? He was a 20 right? And how was he even capable to talk to him without knowing if he was dangerous? And just as suddenly as the spell was created he was able to break all that with a simple childish gesture: a kiss on the cheek. What the hell happened?
When he came to himself he couldn't hear the intern's noise, and he was directly in front of a door, he supposed that was his new room, one of that manly nurses gave him a light push and opened the door, She said something about him being a 20 and also being paired with a twenty, he noticed that his bag was open and she immediately said that it was the hospital's policy to take away any belts and ropes, it was useless, he tough; he never wanted to hang himself, there was just so many possibilities to go wrong and as much as it would scare the shit out of his brother he didn't want his head to be rip out of his body.
That room itself wasn't as bad as he tough it would be, you know the Hollywood version, all white with cushions everywhere. It was very simple in style actually, the only thing that differs from a regular room was a stripe of cushions in the center of the wall, made of a yellow fabric (at least he wished that it was the actual fabric color), and other that that little bit of color the wall was entirely white with two beds parallel at each other, one closet and two nightstands; Sasuke immediately headed to the right side of the room since the left one was a complete mess and explosion of orange.
The nurse gave him a map of the building and a quick and way more difficult explanation of the 1-20 thing and he was escorted to his first lesson, unconsciously wishing he was welcomed with shiny blue eyes and warm grin.
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Let
me explain how the 1-20 works:
1-9 self interned or minor
traumas.
10-15 depression, soft schizophrenia and may cause danger to himself.
15-20 deep depression, hard schizophrenia and have been or is a threat to himself or others.
I was a 17.
I really liked to do this short chapter thing, it's easier to read and to type, I actually chopped a very large chapter in two because it wasn't really connecting, you know, well, 5 reviews and I will post the next chapter.
By KoNeKo – Chan
