Gaki says to ye: Lookie! I got a review! how cool is that! lol, I'm gonna do more characters crazy stories for this chapter, I don't know if I'll get much of Shika, but I hope I do.. I like writing about him and Shadow tee heep! -heart-
Sanity: Chapter Two: Company
"Hahaha, what a fat ass! Is he retarded?" A kid shouted from the back of the class, Chouji hung his head. It wasn't his fault.. "Sit down, fat ass. We can't see the board behind you to copy our assignments!" The same kid screamed; Chouji did as he was told, and made his way back to his seat, not even bothering to finish the problem he'd been working on the board.
The boy who'd made fun on him gripped his desk, pretending to try to hold on, in case the ground should open up and envelope him. Of course, he was pretending should this happen, it would be Chouji's fault for walking on the ground and causing an earthquake. The brunette glared at him, oh how he wished people would just leave him alone..
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Chouji sat at the lunch table, by himself, absently picking at the food on his plate. As hungry as he was, he couldn't force himself to actually take a bite of his meal. Exactly like he couldn't the day before, in a long time actually. And anything he ate, he didn't keep down. The teasing had finally taken its toll.
"Chouji, why arn't you eating?" His father asked him, gesturing to his still covered plate. "By now you're usually on your third helping, something wrong?"
He shook his head. "Nah, I guess I just haven't been feeling good lately.." He explained, dropping his fork next to his plate. "Can I be excused?"
"..Sure.." As he left, he could hear his parents whispering concerns about his health, but they didn't know what he went through everyday at school, the teasing, name calling, and the few times he'd been jumped walking home. They could just worry about him, it wasn't like he was hurting himself.. He entered his bathroom, already fearing the reflection he knew he'd be greeted with.
He wasn't as big as he used to be, he could see a significant difference in size.. but it wasn't enough. His fingers ran across his stomach, noting the empty feeling of being so damn hungry. He ignored it, and peeled off his clothes to take his shower.
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The brunette fought to keep his breathing under control as he made the turn around the track he was running on, he was far behind the other boys, and struggling still to keep going. He didn't know how much longer he'd last, his heart was threatening to burst.
He knew sooner or later his health would dissappear, along with his food cravings, and he figured it had decided to happen now.. When he was falling to his knees on the asphalt, his skin splitting open, before he blacked out.
(poor chouji, I love him -heart-)
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The pale Uchiha pushed his brother roughly, causing him to loose his balance and almost fall. Uchiha Itachi was not pushed down, especially by his younger brother. The older boy grabbed Sasuke's wrists, pushing him against the nearest wall and holding him there until he recieved an explanation.
"You bastard! What the hell did you do it for?" Sasuke screamed, trying despretly to wriggle from the grip. He wouldn't let Itachi do the same things to him..
"What are you talking about, what did I do?"
"Don't fucking play stupid, you killed them. Why'd you kill them!" He demanded, trying to push away his brother with his feet, which didn't work either.
"Kill who, Sasuke? Who?"
The younger teen quit struggling, falling limp in his brother's grip. "Mom and Dad, you killed them. They're dead, why'd you kill them?"
"No, Sasuke.. they just went out for a while, they're not dead.." Itachi explained, looking at his brother with concern evident on his features. (yeah, I know.. he's OOC, leave me alone..)
"Yes they are.. don't lie to me.."
Itachi let go of Sasuke's wrists, letting him slide to the floor and curl up against the wall. He didn't know what was wrong with the boy, and he wasn't quite sure if he could do anything. All the past month he could feel the younger boy's sanity slowly slipping, at first he'd assumed he had been on drugs, acid or something, but.. he showed no physical signs of ever being high, besides hallucinating..
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"Stop, Itachi, stop..!" Sasuke screamed, pulling his blankets over his head to hide himself from his muderous brother. He'd killed his parents already, he wouldn't let Itachi kill him.. "Go away..!"
Itachi shot up in his bed, having been startled out of his sleep by the sound of his brother screaming. What was wrong with him? He scrambled out of bed, rushing out of his room, down the hall and past Sasuke's doorframe. "What's wrong?" He yelled, over the younger's boys screams. He pulled away the blankets, grabbing the pale shoulder's and holding him still in the bed.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me.." The younger Uchiha begged, fingers making an attempt to peel off his brother's hands.
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"No, Lee.. I won't let anybody touch you." Gaara informed the space on the couch next to him, earning himself a raised eye-brow from his sister. "But you don't have to come to school with me if you don't wanna.." He continued, glaring at his sister from across the room.
"Yeah, Lee.. Super-Gaara will protect you.." Temari teased, rolling her eyes at the red-head. Wasn't he a bit old to have imaginary friends?
"Shut up. Leave him alone, you're not funny.." Gaara demanded, standing up and taking Lee's hand. "Come on, Lee.. Let's go to my room." He marched up the stairs, with a firm grip on his friend's hand, heading into his bedroom. The pale teen locked his door, flopping down on his bed. He moved over to make room for Lee. His green eyes scanned his walls, covered in pictures of his friend that he'd sketched.
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The red-head looked at the picture he was drawing, trying to figure out what was wrong with it. It was one of his thousands of sketches of him kissing Lee, only this kiss was a little more intimate. His fingers on his left hand were buried in dark hair, the ones on his right hand curled protectivly against a soft cheek, their lips in mid-touch.
"What do you think, Lee?"
"Who are you talking to?" His brother asked from across the table, Temari had said he'd been.. wierder than usual..
"I was talking to Lee.. what did you say Lee? I couldn't hear you, someone was talking.."
"Gaara, I hate to break it to you, but.. nobody else is in here besides me and you.. Do.. do you still have imaginary friends?"
Gaara's eyes narrowed, fury evident in his green orbs. Imaginary? Did Kankuro think he was crazy? "Lee.. why don't you go up to my room? I'll be there in a minute.."
The red-head stood from the table, walking behind his brother to the fridge, opening the door and looking around inside uninterestedly. "Why do you insist on making him so uncomfortable here?" Gaara asked, closing the door and leaning against it.
"Okay, so my brother is officially seeing things.."
"I'm not seeing things!" The younger teen informed him, his expression heated and furious. He wasn't crazy, he wasn't seeing things, he was just fine.. They were the crazy ones..
"Then you have imaginary friends.. or you're on drugs or something.. But Lee dosen't exsist.."
Gaara's fist connected with the back of Kankuro's head, it was a cheap shot, but he deserved it.. The older sibling landed on the floor, and the red-head kicked him in the ribs. For someone with such a weak appearance, the pale teen sure did have a lot of power tucked away somewhere.
The brunette cradled his side with a groan, coughing hard when his brother's foot slammed into him again. He grabbed Gaara's leg, jerking him down to the floor. Unluckily for him, the younger teen landed flat on top of him.
Gaara sat up on his brother's hips, throwing his fists repeatedly into Kankuro's chest. "Don't you dare tell me he's not real! Don't you dare!" He screamed, hearing footsteps coming down the stairs. Deciding it wasn't worth his energy to continue, he climbed away, rushing up the stairs to take comfort in Lee's arms.
(I know Gaara dosen't talk that much.. and I know Kankuro isn't that weak.. but get over it)
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Kiba sat in his backyard, petting his puppy who sat in his lap. He smiled down at the dog, happy that he finally had a friend. The white puppy was his Christmas present this year, and he was so glad he got him. He didn't even care that nobody had actually given him the present, the dog had just kind of shown up at his door and his mom hadn't had the heart to shoo him off. And now, he wouldn't even care that everybody else in the whole world ignored him, as long as he had his dog, he'd be happy.
"Yaknow.. I think I'll call you Akamaru." He told the animal, scooping him up and tucking him in his jacket. "Its too cold for you to sleep outside, I'll share my bed with you." Cradling him careful against his chest, Kiba carried Akamaru into the house and into his small bedroom. He set the small dog on the floor, pulling off his jacket and setting it on the end of his bed. "Jump." He pat his mattress next to the jacket, gesturing to the dog to curl up on the material.
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Gaara lay still, careful not to wake the dark-haired boy sleeping on his chest. Light from the moon outside flooded over the red-head. One looking in from the window might have only seen the pale teen, but Gaara didn't.. Gaara knew Lee was there. He'd always been there, since he was little bitty, and he knew Lee would never leave.
Gaara knew every thing about Lee, his favorite color, his favorite food, movies, songs, everything. Every last detail about the dark-haired boy was carved into his brain, including every single inch of his body. He loved to draw Lee, especially asleep. That certain image of his best friend relaxing peacefully made his heart warm.
The red-head wrapped his arms around the boy's body, giving him a soft squeeze. He didn't think he'd ever felt anything for anybody, much less this strong of a feeling.
"Oh, sorry, Lee.. Didn't mean to wake you." He explained, rubbing the boy's arms softly to ease him back into sleep.
"This late at night? I mean.. arn't you tired?"
"Well... if you really want to.." Gaara pressed their lips together, eyes falling shut at the sensation.
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"What was that, Akamaru?" Kiba asked his dog, feeding him a piece of meat from his plate. He hadn't heard what the white puppy had told him, his mother had said something. "Sure thing, pup." The brunette turned back to his parents. "I think I'm gonna go ahead and get to sleep, I'm kinda tired."
Once he had been excused, the boy picked up his dog, carrying him into his room. He curled up on his bed with the small white animal, absently scratching its ear. "Yeah, I know its cold.. It's winter time, it'll be like that for a while.." He answered, pulling them under his blankets.
"In the morning.." He yawned, the puppy curling up against his chest as they both fell asleep.
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Gaara twisted his brother's arm behind his back, tugging it at an awkward angle roughly. "I'll fucking kill you if you talk shit about him again.." The red-head muttered, jerking his arm upward, satisfied at the crunching sound of Kankuro's bones. He pushed the brunette to the floor, almost suprised that he'd had that amount of strength. "C'mon, Lee.. lets go to school.." He offered, heading out of the front door with his older brother cradling his arm in a heap on the floor.
(okie day, we got a few more characters to do, Neji, Sakura and.. Hmmm.. I think I need to cover Kiba and Gaara a little more, maybe some more Chouji, but can you guess what ticks Neji and Sakura are gonna have? -giggle- Can't wait til Shika gets in teh hospital and meets everybody! )