Rescue Me
The Walk, and Talk
"What will our friends think, Sasuke?"
"I don't know."
"Can we still be friends?"
"I don't know."
"Do you still love me?"
"I don't know."
Sasuke strode through the crowded halls of his school, signature smirk on his face. Girls froze and started screaming, "SASUKE!" "I LOVE YOU!" He nodded at them and then just continued to walk forward.
Then… He passed her. He hated passing this part of the hallway, but he had too. She was standing at her locker, her back to him. He walked slowly, maybe too slowly, because he saw her eyes look at him through her mirror.
He tensed and smiled like he used to do to her, and said, "Hey." She smiled, not her smile for him, but a smile… that just wasn't, "Hello, Sasuke."
He turned away and bit his lip. Then, he stopped at the door. "I'm… I'm sorry, Ino." He walked out, and right before he did, he heard all her books just fall.
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Ino dropped all her stuff. Her eyes began to sting, and her heart hurt. She picked up her stuff, and was about to get up, when a hand was offered to her. She took it, not bothering to look who it was, she already knew.
"Thanks, Shikamaru." She said and she stuffed her crap into her tiny locker. She pulled out her bag and slammed her locker with a little more force than necessary. She looked at her best guy friend with a pineapple ponytail.
Shikamaru put his hand on her shoulder, "What's wrong?" Ino started walking out, and he followed her.
Ino bit her lip and held back tears. "Nothing's wrong, I'm alright." She picked up her pace and started to leave him behind.
Shikamaru walked in front of her, cutting her off, "You can tell me, we've been best friends for since… ever." He gave her a warm smile.
Ino's lip trembled, "Sasuke spoke to me today." She said quietly. She looked down at her shoes.
Shikamaru cringed, Sasuke has been a touchy subject for her. It must have been horrible when he spoke to her, "What did he say?" Shikamaru cooed.
Ino sniffed, "He said sorry." She wiped her eyes, smearing her eyeliner and laughed, "Dammit." She wiped any trace of make up off her face, "I promised myself I wouldn't cry for him…"
Shikamaru patted her head and chuckled, "Isn't that a good thing, Ino, the part where he said sorry, I mean?"
She smiled and a tear slid done her cheek, "I think so… but…" Her eyes became glassy. She fell into him and hugged him tight. "I think he still loves me!" her voice was muffled in his sweatshirt.
He patted her back, "It's okay, but…?" she pulled away to see his face. Shikamaru began to walk back into school and he mumbled, "Never mind." His back was facing her.
Ino ran up to him and poked his shoulder, "What?"
Shikamaru didn't turn but he said, "Did you break up because he loved you?"
Ino backed away and just ran to her bus. She didn't even bother to fake a smile when she walked on. Today she didn't sit with her friends, she sat in the middle and gazed out the window. She watched her best friend walk back into the school.
She took out her ipod and a bag of chips. She was listening to any loud song to block out all the noises and ate all the chips her stomach could hold.
Today, she would eat as much as she wants… and puke as much as she wants.
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Neji patiently waited by Hinata's locker as she gathered her belongings. He saw the but mark on her belly as she reached up to get a book from the top shelf. He flinched, and reached for the book for her. He handed it to her, "Here." She smiled and politely said, "Th-thank yo-you." Neji nodded.
She gently closed her locker and put on her bag pack. She struggled a little, because it was really heavy. Neji sighed and took it from her and slung it over his shoulder. Hinata stuttered again, "Th-thank yo-you."
Neji sighed, "You need to lift weights, Hinata." Hinata hung her head down, "O-okay." Neji nudged her arm, "I was kidding." Hinata smiled.
They walked out to their limo and Hinata got in first. Neji sat down and patted her knee, "Today will be a good day, you're father is not home." Hinata's eyes brightened and she smiled.
Neji handed her a post-it. "We also have a 'meeting' tomorrow afternoon." Hinata nodded, "Okay." But she read it anyway.
Hello, Neji, Hinata! I'm very glad you reached out and are letting me help you! Please meet me in my office, room 243, at 3:30!
Love,
Rescue Me Therapist
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Naruto walked into his room and dropped his orange backpack on the floor. He took a piece of paper out of his back pocket.
HI! Please meet me at the front of the school, and I'll accompany you on your walk home! Oh, and thanks for reaching out to me!
Peace out,
Rescue Me Therapist
He smiled at the light handwriting, "At least the therapist's a girl… if it was a guy, I would be… embarrassed."
He took out a package of instant ramen and began to "cook" it. "I wish I had someone to share it with." He looked at the pictures on the chairs beside him and smiled. "Mom, Dad."
He smiled brightly at the pictures of his parents.
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Sasuke walked into his room and was soon interrupted by a soft rap on the door. "Sasuke?" He went back to the door and swung it open, "What do you want, Itachi?"
His brother stuck a post it on Sasuke's face and smiled, "Read it." He walked away. Sasuke snorted and shut the door. He ripped the bright pink post-it off his forehead and read it.
Sasuke Uchiha, I am very proud that you are asking for help. Tomorrow, I will pick you up at your house and we will walk to school. 15 minutes, remember?
Sincerely,
Rescue Me Therapy
He quickly folded the tiny piece of paper into an airplane and flung it at his desk. It landed exactly in the center. He scoffed.
His eyes wandered around his room. Plain, black… posters were mostly bands… Then he looked at the picture on top of his dresser. He clenched his teeth and strode over to hold it in his hands.
It was a picture of Ino and himself, he was hugging her around the shoulders and kissing her cheek and she was hugging him backwards and laughing. His eyes softened. Why aren't we like that… anymore?
He put the picture back facedown and his hands reached for his drawer. He slid it open and saw his razor. It glinted brightly back at him. I shouldn't. He quickly took it out. But I will. A sadistic smirk crawled on his face.
"Screw Ino." He slit his wrist with a single swipe. Blood poured out and he laughed, "Screw the world!" He cut again. And again. And… again.
Somehow, he still had sanity swirling around his head and he stopped. He bandaged his wrist and flopped down onto his bed. Sleep welcomed him quickly, because he was tired, or the fact that he lost so much blood.
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BEEP! BEEP! BEBOBEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP- THWACK!
Sasuke slapped his alarm clock halfway across the room, "Freakin' annoying ass alarm clock." He rolled over, accidentally falling off the bed. He caught himself and just laid on the floor. "Fucking Naruto in disguise…"
He closed his eyes and thought. Dammit, I have a freakin therapy appointment… He sat up and scowled at his ceiling. Why? Why did everything bad happen to me? He stood up and threw on some clothes, a black polo and dark khaki shorts. He slipped on a black sweatband on his wrist.
But even though he wasn't really in the mood for walking and much less talking to people, he felt… happy. He smiled at himself in the mirror.
He ran down the stairs and jumped off the sixth from the floor. When he reached the kitchen Itachi was sitting at the table with his red laptop and a raised brow, "Why the hell are you so happy this morning, little brother?"
Sasuke shrugged, "I'm not sure, but I feel like today will be… different." He picked up a tomato from the table and took a big bite out of the thing. "Yeah… today will be… different."
Itachi smiled, "Good, different is good."
Sasuke smirked slightly. Though I may just be loopy from losing so much blood. He grabbed his bag pack and as if he were physic the doorbell rang. He finished off his tomato and walked to the door.
He opened the door and he was surprised at what he saw. "Hello, Sasuke!" she chirped happily.
At his doorstep he saw a tiny, only up to his shoulder, girl with long straight pink hair, bright green eyes, and a huge forehead. Oh, and she was wearing a red shirt, black sweater and skinny jeans.
Sasuke nodded, "Hello…?" he stepped out of his house and they started to walk. Peculiar girl.
The girl smiled and looked up at him. "I'm Sakura Haruno!" she poked his chest, "And I'm your therapist!"
He raised a brow but continued to walk. What the hell, she's like 10 years old or something.
She just kept smiling and walking, "So, what are you like?" Sasuke didn't say anything. Sakura sighed, "Like things you like, what you hate, dreams, anything…" she waited for him to answer.
Sasuke looked ahead of him, "I like music, my friends… my girlfri- I mean…" he bit his lip.
Sakura smiled and pat his shoulder, "You can tell me anything, I won't tell anyone." Sasuke remained quiet. Sakura snorted, "But, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to."
Sasuke smirked faintly, "I hate pink, cell phones, taking pictures, people who fake being dumb… jerks, and… death." His face darkened.
Sakura without pausing shouted, "What the hell?! You probably hate me then because my hair is pink, I love my cell phone, and love talking pictures!" she pouted, but inside she sighed. He almost became sad. Nice save.
He chuckled, "What are you like?" he raised his brow.
Sakura scooted away from him and screamed, "Pervert!" she swatted his shoulder, "Ah! Chicken-ass-hair pervert!" she burst out laughing.
He twitched, "You're weird."
Sakura just kept laughing, "I know, that's what people tell me!"
Sasuke poked her head, "So what are you like?"
She composed herself and said, or sang, "I like to help people, I love life, I like to eat, I like to play, I like to talk, I like walking, I like smiling-!" Sasuke covered her mouth and snickered, "I get it."
She took his hand off and said, "I hate being sad, I hate growing up, I hate…" her voice just trailed off and she looked into the distance. Sasuke waved a hand in front of her face, "Yo, Sakura."
She blinked and smiled apolgetically, "Oh… sorry." She scratched the back of her head, "I'm a little loopy from last night." He saw she wore a dark purple wrist band.
He looked down at his own hand. He looked back at Sakura and whispered, "Do you cut too?" she paused and smiled sadly, staring into the distance.
"Yeah… I used to, I mean." She smiled and held up her wrist. It was scarred with faint, faint white lines, "I stopped a while back." She dropped her arm and looked at him, "What about you?"
Sasuke looked up and sighed, "Yeah. I cut," Sakura remained silent waiting for him to say more. Sasuke thought she was snickering at him so he said, "Go ahead, laugh, laugh at the Uchiha."
Sakura shook her head, "Why would I laugh at you?"
Sasuke looked her in the eyes and said, "I used to be the happiest man in the world, with wonderful parents, an awesome brother, devoted friends, and a beautiful girl friend. Now I'm just a boy with no parents, an overprotective brother, distant friends, and a girl who I still love." He chuckled, "And now, I cut. What's not to laugh at?"
Sakura smiled and her eyes twinkled, "I would never laugh at a person in their time of need." She took his hand and lightly caressed it, "Even the strongest of soldiers need a doctor to heal their wounds."
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Ino wiped her mouth on her yellow shirt and guzzled down some soda. She had stayed awake all night eating and crying. She saw her face in the mirror and dropped the soda on the floor. She broke down in sobs.
Her stomach was aching with all the food she ate. Her throat was burning with the constant up-chucking and eating. Her head was hurting from thinking of Sasuke. Her heart was breaking because Shikamaru just left her.
She looked at a crumpled paper on the floor. In a light writing, much like her own, it said,
Hello, Ino! I'm so very glad that you're asking for help. I will help you get rid of this "problem." I'll text you at lunch, got it?
Textually active,
Rescue Me Therapist
Ino crumpled it again and rolled it on the floor. She looked at her alarm clock and it read, 3:45. She sighed, "I can at least get three hours of sleep."
She hulled her weightless body onto her bed and piled pillows and blankets on herself and fell asleep.
Her last thoughts were… Shikamaru? How could you just leave me alone? I thought you were my best friend… why… why did you… leave… me…
Alone?
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Wow, this was a really long chapter. Holy poop, it's like 2,000 something words long! Well, anyway review!
And yes, I will somehow incorporate all of the characters in this.
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Blankdreamer