"APPLES FOR SALE 1 KILO FOR 2 YEN, APPLES FOR SALE" "ORANGES GET SOME JUICY FRESH ORANGES 1 KILO FOR 1 YEN" "BANNANA'S GET YOUR BANNANA'S HERE, PICKED FRESH ONLY 3 YEN PER KILO!" Nagato walked through the market place like he did every day to get to his next dealing. Nagato sold drugs for a living, that's how he got his money. A rewarding but dangerous occupation, drug dealing, you never know who you're dealing to, they could be good, they could be bad, they might be ready to kill you, you just don't know. Nagato was past his initial fear for being killed in this trade so he looked more of a casual person than a drug dealer, he was cool, calm and collected wherever he was, it did not matter who he was dealing to he had not one shred of fear towards them. Today he had to go through the whole city to get to his deal, and it was a big one, 70 ounces of heroin, which added up to about 1400 yen, a lot of money where he lived. Nagato had no problem sneaking the drug past the ninja that stood guard, he was a regular person to walk through the city so the ninja said mornin' and he was let on his way, Nagato also did not dress like many dealers, he didn't where the mysterious trench coats or the sharp shades that covered his face. No, he wore a baggy plain white business shirt, neat jeans, tightly tied converse shoes, a light blue scarf and he carried a Nike school bag, not the type of person that would be a drug dealer. It took him around 3 hours to pass through the city, make the deal and get back to the train station just past the market place, he was pleased that it did not take very long, he went back through the market place and picked up a few essentials, bread, milk, apples/strawberries and carrots and potatoes. After he hoped on the train that took him back to the outskirts of the hidden rain village, he got off the train and immediately pulled out his old black umbrella, it had become habit that he do this. Walking home in the rain was not a daunting task, but rather calm and lightly depressing, Nagato looked up at the sky, "5:30 and it is already pitch black, how depressing" Nagato sighed, his body felt heavy and weak as he walked up to his house, nothing out of the ordinary when you consider that he had been walking around for 7 hours straight. He heaved his bag onto his tattered old couch and turned on his old T.V, he looked around his crummy old house, if you could bless it that name, and it was smaller than most apartments. The house consisted of 3 rooms a bedroom, a bathroom and a kitchen/lounge room, altogether the house was about the size of a school classroom, not much to look at with its leaking roof and cracked windows, not to mention how gloomy it is, but for Nagato home is home. He took off his sock, shoes and scarf, undid all of the buttons on his shirt and lounged on his couch watching the T.V, he put it on channel 7, the 6:00 news was on, a big crash in the hidden mist subways, 7 rape victims in the hidden cloud, 2 house break ins in the water village and a traffic jam in the hidden sound, monsoon season in the hidden rain….again. He sighed and turned the T.V to MTV, thank god there is music on the music channels, not something like 16 and pregnant or pimp my ride, even though it is a good show. "Hmmmm adds, ads and more ads" Nagato moaned, "Hm? A concert? Sick as!" Nagato straightened his posture to pay attention to the ad. '30 of June monsoon area brings you BULLET FOR MY VALLENTINE!' Nagato was thrilled, his favourite band was going to play around the corner next month! Though he then had a reality check, he wouldn't be able to get a ticket, he slumped his posture in a depressing way, he sighed.
Nagato lay on the couch dosing in and out of sleep, MTV still on the T.V the music echoed through his head, bullet for my valentine sung 'I WAS TOLD TO STAY AWAY, THOSE TWO WORDS I CAN'T OBEY' it was your betrayal. Nagato smiled at the music then there was a loud fast knock at the door, Nagato was startled, he thought that whoever was at his door was insane to be out in that weather, he ran to the door and looked through the spy hole, his face dropped in disbelief. Nagato swung open the door and stood in the door frame stunned, almost crying at the sight of the drenched 18 year old standing outside, "y-your home, after 3 years, you, your h-home, Yahiko!" Nagato held back his tears as he hugged his best friends and welcomed him inside.
~SNEAK PEEK~ - Next chapter, the first kiss? LETS START SOME YAOI ;) (possible incounter with itachi deidara sasori gaara and kankuro in later chapters.)