Chapter 2: Are You Listening?

Once again it was finally Saturday and I was in our small kitchen with my mom and step father eating breakfast. I didn't really look up from the plate of food that sat in front of me, I listened to my parents talking about work and shit but I didn't care.

"Sasuke what are you doing today?" My mom asked gently touching my shoulder.

She was worried about me she thought I'd get hurt badly with the life style that I had chosen. I could've gotten killed the way I acted toward people and society; my father didn't care too much though about my safety or life.

"I'm going to go hang out with Kiba, and them." I said still looking down.

"For Gods sake can't you hang out with normal people?" My father asked irritated.

I looked up at him feeling the rage fill my body suddenly, I wanted to break something and I knew that I would soon.

"There isn't anything wrong with my friends." I said angrily.

"Don't talk like that to me; I don't understand why you can't be a normal American boy."

"Because I'm not another shallow, racist, homophobic, fake ass, fucker like you keep wanting me to be." I said almost yelling.

I stood up pushing the chair back; it hit the wall with a loud thud. My mom stepped back and looked at me sorrowfully; I didn't really care if she was sad or scared.

"Young man I am your father now straighten up." He said standing.

"You aren't my father! You'll never be my father, you son of a bitch." I screamed.

I picked the plate off of the table and threw it at him, it missed and shattered against the wall. I didn't wait for the silence to be disturbed by yelling again, I turned grabbed my skateboard then ran out the front door. I was filled with rage still, I was close to yelling.

'How dare that mother fucker call himself my father? He wasn't my father my father was a great man. Nobody would replace him especially that ass hole.'

I looked at my watch and knew that the guys wouldn't be at the park for about thirty more minutes or so. I stopped at one of the buildings that were up for lease, the windows were dirty and boarded up, and I picked up a piece of broken cement from the ground and chucked it hard at the window. It went through making a loud cracking sound that surely others heard, the glass broke onto the black top in front of the building it shimmered like stars. I kept throwing cement for awhile until the anger faded by a little bit and I thought that I heard police sirens, so I ran like hell toward the park.

When I arrived the guys were already there. Kiba was sitting on his skateboard with a bottle of beer in hand, Shino was riding a rail and almost fell onto his ass, and Neij was just messing around. They all looked up at me expecting an explanation to my lateness, they immediately took notice of the pissed off look that I wore.

"Dude what the fuck happened?" Shino asked walking over to me.

"That fucker that my mom married." I said through gritted teeth.

"Oh." Neij said.

They all knew what I was talking about and they all knew not to speak a word about it. It was a problem that just like other things we understood as a group, as our own little deranged family.

"Dude here have a beer." Kiba said handing me a bottle.

I took it hesitantly not really sure if I should or not, I wasn't an angry drunk or a slut drunk. I just got drunk after a few beers and acted half ass normal unless something was really bothering me. I drank some of it anyway, the shit always tasted like dog piss but still I liked it despise the flavor. After a few more drinks from the bottle we started messing around on the ramps and shit like we usually did. I only fucked up a few times, but that after a couple of minutes I got better at keeping my balance.

Most weekends we spent there got wasted then stole a few records or something. We never did anything too illegal, well in an electric chair since. After I had drank about four beers my balance started to go to shit and the fight with my father that morning returned right to the front of my mind.

"What do you guys want to do after were done here?" Shino asked.

"Let's go to the 7/11 and mess around the jocks and punks usually hang around there. So we can't get into too much shit there tonight." Neij said before falling off a rail.

"Fuck you suck." Kiba said laughing like it was the funniest thing in the world.

Sober or drunk he was an official idiot and the baby brother of our group, so we had to love him no matter what he did or said.

"Yeah, yeah, at least I'm not as shit faced as you are." Neij said shaking his head.

"Whatever you guys know that I still kick ass…Morons."

"Well Kiba's drunk." I said.

They all agreed then we went back to skate boarding, Kiba was good at skate boarding most times, just not drunk. The rest of us sucked as well but we weren't too fucked up, I was on one ramp that I thought I was going to nail until my board slid out from under me and I slid down the ramp the concrete dragging roughly against the side of my face. I stayed flat on my stomach and looked up to see that it was night time at that point, plus I was close to being completely wasted. I was still pissed, I felt like fighting, joking, stealing, cutting, and fucking. One hell of a combination if I must say so myself.

"Hey guys let's get the fuck out of here and get to the 7/11." I said jumping to my feet.

"Hell yeah."

We grabbed the last bottles of beer and our skate boards then headed to the gas station. In a small lame ass city a 7/11 was a sort of a paradise for us, it was also fighting grounds at night. On the way there we jumped behind trees and bushes each time police sirens sounded anywhere near us, we in no way wanted to get thrown in juvi, not again for me anyway. I was a freak and I was what defined the modern age punk and rebel, I did what others hated, and I loved that that hated me. I didn't give a flying fuck, the one thing that everybody thought was that I would find some nice person fall in love and settle down. That wasn't going to happen for me love was just another lie, just like the motto home is where the heart is I didn't believe in it.

"Fuck yeah boy's sweet, sweet paradise." Shino said draping his arms over me and Neji's shoulders; he reeked of alcohol and nicotine.

The four of us looked over the scene in front of us, it was in a dark sense beautiful I suppose. At least twenty cars parked, mainly trucks, the large sign glowed and shined on the parking lot showing the tons of people that were talking, laughing, fighting, yelling, screaming, and making out. A lot of them were drunk and stoned just like the parties we'd hang out at. I could easily tell who was who, the punks and Goths all wore piercing, tattoos, and clothes that looked like shit. The rich, redneck, jocks wore nice clothes and normal shit. It was sort of like Romeo and Juliet minus all the lovey-dovey shit.

When I looked around me I noticed that Kiba and Neij had already gone off to hit on guys and chicks, and to probably get some more booze. I didn't feel as drunk as I had previously but I still had this fire inside of me that carried the rage from earlier. I walked through the crowds I recognized some of the people from school and parties I had been to before.

I stopped and leaned against a red pick up truck when I saw a person that looked really familiar to me, far but familiar. It was a boy, he was standing off to the side, he wore an over sized black t-shirt, tight fitting black jeans, his hair was short blond with red fringe hanging over his left eye, his skin was tan, and his eyes looked a very bright shade of blue. He looked sort of out of place like he wasn't meant to be there….Or anywhere actually.

I looked away from him when I saw Dosu the guy whose truck I fucked up the other day walk over to him. I had a feeling of utter dread wash over me at that, I knew that Dosu was drunk or stoned, and either way he was a racist jackass looking for a meaningless fight. I stood there and watched the boy just to see for one if I was right and two if he'd run like fuck or fight. He still seemed oblivious even when four more boys I recognized gathered around him blocking my view.

I didn't know the boy but something about him, just some aura made me feel like I had known him for all of my life without ever seeing him before.

"Sasuke." Someone shouted.

I turned and looked around the lot, I saw my friends but they weren't looking at me. Maybe it was somebody else, or I was completely fucked in the head and was hearing voices call out my name at random. When I looked back I could clearly see the mysterious kid getting the shit beaten out of him, Dosu had punched him in the stomach, then once he doubled over the others started hitting him harshly every where on his body. A crowd of people was growing all of them of course completely fucked wasted and cheering as the kid got the shit beaten out of him.

I felt the fire and the rage burn stronger inside of me until I couldn't take it; it felt like my entire body was burning with rage and hate. I ran over to the crowd and shoved people out of my way to get to the core of everything; it was like reaching the center of the earth. Once I was finally there I saw Dosu holding onto the kids head and banging it hard against the brick wall, blood soaked the kids face, hair, skin, and clothing. I just hoped that he was still alive.

"Dosu get the fuck off of him." I yelled angrily, he ignored me.

"Let him go you Ugly ass mother fucker." I yelled as I shoved him.

He turned angrily and dropped the kid to the ground, he landed limply, bleeding and out of it completely.

"Fucking faggot." He said through gritted teeth.

"Leave that kid the fuck alone."

He stared at me daringly, he doubted that I had the balls to do anything to him, but I was somewhat drunk, and I was pissed at everybody and everything. I pulled my arm back then punched him hard right in the face, he stumbled back holding his face in his hands. I could see blood when he moved his hands, I was pretty sure I had broken his nose.

"Little bitch." He growled.

He hit me in the stomach knocking me back onto the ground, I hissed at the sharp pain that shot through my body. It hurt like fuck when he hit me; then again he was big as hell. I got up though and rammed my head into him knocking him back to the ground. I was sitting on his chest and started to blindly hit him in the face, I could feel the searing pain shoot through my hands as I hit him, I could also feel the warm blood splatter onto my fists, I could hear bones crunching and him cursing me. I was lifted off of him and thrown to the ground by two of his goons.

They held me down while another one started to hit me hard in the stomach; I knew that bruises would show for months. Then he hit me in the jaw sending more pain through my body, I could taste blood in my mouth from the hit, I struggled to get up like the possessed girl in the exorcist.

"Hey get off of him!"

"Let Sasuke go fuckers."

I looked behind me to see Shino, Kiba, and Neij running over toward me. The three guys lay off of me and ran toward them; I got up and cussed as the pain shot through my body. I ran over to the kid that still lay limply on the ground; I didn't bother seeing if he was awake. I just picked him up and carried him; he didn't weigh much at all. A red truck pulled up beside of me with my friends in it Shino driving.

"Get in the back…Is he okay?" Shino asked a look of fear and concern on his face.

"I have no fucking clue…Just let's go to your house man, nobodies ever there." I said before quickly getting into the bed of the truck.

I sat beside the kid, I lifted his arm and felt his pulse thankfully he was just knocked out and not dead. He whimpered a little but didn't come to; I ran my hand through his matted, sticky hair. It seemed like a dame eternity before we finally arrived at Shino's place. Neij came in back and grabbed the kid carrying him into the house since my body was fucking killing me. I got out and followed inside, just then wondering where they got the truck from.

"Hey Kiba who's truck is that?" I asked curiously.

"It's Chouji's he let us use it." He said sitting down in the worn out old recliner.

He didn't really seem to upset or anything by the fact we had all just been in a fight and there was a knocked out, nameless kid lying on Shino's couch bleeding.

"Neij go get some bandages and shit to wipe the blood off." Shino said looking over at Neji.

Neij nodded his eyes were slightly wide, he seemed like he was in shock about what was happening, hell I was in shock.

"Sasuke how bad did they get you?"

"Not too bad…Not as bad as that kid." I said feeling somewhat bad for him.

I walked over to the mirror that was on the wall, I removed my shirt and saw several rather large bruises on my chest and stomach, and I had a small cut on my chin and a bruise as well. It wasn't too bad really.

"Hey Sasuke can you clean the blood and stuff off of this kid, cause I need to go check some shit." Shino said handing me a damp wash clothe.

"Yeah sure."

I kneeled down by the kid, I held his arm out gently almost afraid to break him, and I wiped the blood and dirt away to reveal tan skin. His nails were painted black and pink, he wore a couple of plain silver rings on his left hand. I moved to the other arm, then started on his face, which I wiped the blood more gently. I was scared to hurt this boy and I didn't know why, he didn't even seem to try and fight Dosu and his fucked up friends he just…Took it.

'Just like me and my friends used to take his shit….'

Once most of the blood was wiped from his face, I could see one long cut on his right cheek, a bruise on his neck and a few small cuts. I saw cuts on his arms too that I decided were from getting beaten up. I had to admit that he was extremely attractive, the type of guy that I'd usually want to get with at a party or something. He just seemed so boyish and innocent, but after what he was just put through there was nothing innocent about him.

"I wonder what his name is." Kiba asked curiously.

I had almost forgotten that I was at Shinos' and I wasn't alone with the beautiful boy…Beautiful I rarely used that word toward others.

"I don't know…"

"Man you really fucked Dosu up tonight." He said with a laugh.

I just remembered that and noticed that all of my anger was gone and replaced once again by absolutely nothing but the feeling of going with whatever the fuck happened to me. I felt better but I felt dread knowing that next time I saw Dosu I was going to die…Well I was gonna be skipping all of my classes for a few months.

I looked down at the kid when he moved and started making small whimpering sounds, he was talking but I couldn't make it out. He scrunched his face up like in pain before slowly opening his eyes. He sat up quickly and cried out in pain lying back down; tears slowly fell from his eyes.

"Hey, hey the sleeping beauty is finally awake." Kiba said laughing.

I ignored him and looked at the kid; his eyes were filled with hurt, loneliness, and fear.

"Its okay man, they can't hurt you now." I whispered trying to comfort him.

He looked at me almost like he was trying to remember me.

"You…You saved me from those guys….Thank you so much." He said his voice weak and frail.

"No problem…I have problems with them anyway. Now tell me what your name is?" I asked my voice still soft and caring.

Feelings and tones those were very unusual for me.

"Naruto… Naruto Uzumaki, and you?"

"I'm Sasuke." I said simply.

I wasn't going to say my last name, I actually thought of changing it.

"Do you have a last name?"

"Yeah…Call me Sasuke Uchiha." I said smiling to myself.

I was satisfied with the off the top of my little head name, it suited me. I liked to fuck things up and piss everybody off, it was absolutely perfect.

"Nice I like that name…I've seen you outside the school before." He said his voice still shaky.

"How long have you lived here? How old are you?"

"I've been here for about eight months and I'm seventeen."

"Weird I've never seen you before…Anyway those ass holes did a hell of a number on you, I'm going to take you back to the spare bedroom. You can sleep in there and believe me; you are truly safe with us." I said placing my hand over my heart.

I believed that my heart was either black or non-existent but still everybody insisted I had one. I helped Naruto up from the couch and walked him back to the spare room, it looked like shit and smelled of death, but it was still a bed room. I helped him onto the bed; he looked up at me and smiled meekly.

"Thank you." He whispered.

"It's okay…I'll see you in the morning man." I said before leaving.

When I went back to the living room the guys were sitting there looking at me expecting news.

"Well his name is Naruto Uzumaki, he's 16, and has lived here for eight months. Also I saved him and he seems like a really sweet kid." I said sitting down on the couch by Neji.

"Awww our little Sasuke is getting a crush on our new friend." Kiba said laughing like a fucking hyena.

"He's still drunk isn't he?" I asked looking at Shino who was sitting on the floor.

"Sort of…Fuck he needs to be in a fucking straight jacket." Shino said.

"So we're all crashing here tonight right? Well what ever is left of the night?" Neij said.

"Pretty much, Dosu and his goons got to be pissed at us…Well mainly Sasuke boy."

"Oh yeah forgot to say this and honestly, Sasuke you kick fucking ass. None of us could have ever done that to Dosu." Kiba said smirking.

"Thanks guys…I was really just pissed off." I said sheepishly.

In a way I was the leader of our group, Shino was the one that was mature and smart, Neij was strong and fast, and Kiba was just the one that knew how to do illegal shit without getting caught and liked certain guys.

We only stayed up for a few more hours before we all just crashed on the couch and the floor. The next day we'd see what else we could learn about Naruto.

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