Okay am back with chapter two! Wow! I am so pleased with myself because this story is actually making me happy. Is like I am taking my frustrations out on the story and making the characters act the way I am acting. Amazing! Just kidding. Lol. I am only kidding with ya. I feel refresh and happy. Awe! How was everybody's day on this valentines day? Personally, I don't believe in that day, I think is stupid. Ya can't buy love, it comes from within. I like this boy and I am guessing this boy likes me or something, but anyways, awe! At least I got five kisses on the cheek because of the gifts I gave my homeboys! I love them. Anyways, enjoy this chapter.
With love,
Lil Dobe.
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Sasuke's P.o.V
Sasuke laid on his bed facing the wall, his face dried where his tear had flowed. He was still sniffling but he didn't move. It's been over an hour since the fuse with Itachi. He didn't mean to take it out on him, but that kid was troubling him badly and he didn't want to bring it up. He had a feeling Itachi already knew and wanted to get to the bottom of it, but he couldn't help but lie and say it was nothing.
'Stupid Itachi thinking he can help with anything. What the fuck was his problem? He should know better than to bring up our families death into a stupid conversation, okay fuse. It isn't fair. Being a pretty boy isn't fucking fair at all.'
He pouted as he sat up and pulled his knees up to his chin. He sat there thinking on whether he should go down and talk with his aniki or just go down and pretend like nothing happen. His stomache growled and decided to go downstair and search for something to eat. As he made his way down the steps he heard Itachi talking to somebody.
"No..I don't know...I think so...yeah but...what?!...are you fucking kidding me? Hell no I am not doing that. Yeah...well you know what? fuck you!" And he flinched when he heard the phone slam so hard on the counter and loud as curse. He walked back up to his room and sat there on the floor bored. Yeah for being a pretty boy he didn't have much friends, the only friend he has are. This blonde kid named Naruto, a very loud mouth but wealthy as well and Neji another wealthy kid who is quiet but persistent when it comes to the things he wants always rambling about fate this and fate that. Tsk, it gets tiring.
He didn't know how long he has been boring around in his room until he looked at his clock on top of drawer. 10:13 PM. His eyes widend slightly but then return normal, he stands up and stretches his joints popping and him sighing and letting out this huge breath didn't know he was holding in. He plays with his tongue ring for a bit and opens his door. The hallway is dark and the only lighting in their was the moon shining. He smiled lightly at it, he really did love the moon, made him feel happy. He walked down the stairs and into the kitchen, he hears a crash and he jumps. He may be fourteen and a pretty boy but not alot of people know that when he is alone and hears stuff his hearts beats fast and he goes paler than usual.
He ignores it for now and walks towards the fridge. He opens it and rates it, he grabs one of his lunchables and takes it out of the box. He places the juice inside the fridge and grabs a soda and walks back upstairs. He goes inside the room and places the items on top of his bed and walks out once more. He makes his way towards Itachi's room and opens it slightly, pops his head in and glances to see if his brother is indeed sleeping or not. He smiles and walks inside. He sits next to him and Itachi doesn't even turn to him, Sasuke pouts, hugs him and whispers an "am sorry." Itachi doesn't reply anything back as he stands up and walks out the room and back to his.
Sasuke sits on his bed as he eats his too-late-dinner. He finished eating and drinking his drink and went to take a shower and brushes his teeth, he comes out refreshed and lays under the covers, playing with his thumbs as he looks at the ceiling. He looks at the clock once again 11:00 PM. His glances around the room and can't sleep the instants replays go through his mind again and again and is driing him insane.
He gets out of the bed and grabs some pj bottoms. Yeah the pretty boy slept nude. He grabbed a blanket, made his way downstairs until he made it to the basement. It got pretty cold in there but the sofas are pretty nice. Leather, silk, moca-chocolate sofas with a (A/N: I forgot what it was called it looks like a miniature bed but is really a center thing it has the same color and is the same leather silk..it starts with an "A" but oh well.) mini looking bed in the middle of them. The walls were covered of the places they've been. Alaska, Hawaii and palms pictures covered most of them. They had this widescreen plasma television and multipleDVDs cover the upper boards. He lays on top of one sofas and covers himself and turns the TV on.
He spend most of the night watching TV when once again he heard noises. Being in the basement pitch dark with no lighting, but if you walk towards the steps and turned them it won't be dark, but pretty boy being a pretty boy decided to leave the lights off. He looked around the basement and looked up when the fan wobbled a bit. He wanted to shriek so badly but he had to be a man and face the wrath of the noise. He sat and brought the covers up with him, stood up and walked up the steps leaving the television on.
He looked around and didn't see anything only something moving and walks towards it. Then everything stays quiet. No noise coming from the basement, nothing complete silence. He jumps and screams when he feels arms wrap around his waist. And hears a chuckle.
"Geez little brother you sure do get scared for being a pretty boy."
Sasuke pushes him away, punches him and pouts. "You fucking jerk! I hate you! Why you scared me for?!"
"It was pay back for what you did earlier. I was ony the phone earlier with Kisame and asked him what a good prank was, he said he didn't and gave him his friends number. Kyubbi and he said he didn't know either so he put his little brother on the phone and he is your friend and told me what to do...it was hilarious!"
Sasuke eyes widened and muttered. "Stupid fucking Naruto."
Itachi started to laugh and laugh and laughed, he fell to the floor and continued to laugh until Sasuke pounced on him and started to get punched, smacked and thumped on the head a bunch of times. They kept play fighting until they both got tired and Itachi had to pick up Sauske piggy-back style. He made his way down to the basement and layed Sasuke on the sofa.
"Be right back, don't get scared am just going to grab a blanket and pillow for myself. Want a pillow?" Sasuke nodded and Itachi made his way over to the guest room and grabbed the needed items. In record time he went back to the basement and threw the pillow at him. Sasuke grabbed it swiftly and Itachi placed the stuff on the other sofa and went towards Sasuke to hug him.
"Sorry for saying that shit to ya, you just upsetted me that's all don't take it seriously and I didn't mean to make you cry. Am so fucking sorry." Sauske hugged back and didn't want to let go. He missed his parents badly as he began to sob.
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Gaara's P.o.V
Gaara wakes up and rubs his eyes, but flinches when he rubs so hard on a sore spot. He stands up and stretches but his face contorts into pain. He walks towards the slightly broken mirror and see's the bruses his father decided to leave. A big, dark green/blue bruse on his stomache, three medium size ones decided to adorn his left torso. A bruse adorn his right cheek and a slight scratch ontop of his eye. He sighs and makes his way towards the bathroon conected to his room. He does his bussiness and comes out not refreshed, but a tad bit better.
He changes into something he always wears. Some bondage shorts, a fishnet shirt with a muscle shirt on top of it. He doesn't cover up the bruse, he wears the usual dark rimmed eye-liner, his worn out vans. Grabs his skate-board, a hoodie, he places a beanie ontop of his hair, letting some of his hair fall in front of his face, he brabbed his wallet and connected the chain to his studded belt. He grabbed his minute-less cellphone and took off.
The time he took off was at 4:39 AM. Before his father and mother woke up. He didn't feel like dealing with his father too early in the morning. As he walked down the steps of his house, he remember he forgot his MP3 player.He quietly opened the door and made his way up to his room, he grabbed his MP3 player and walked down the steps as he almost stepped foot outside an arm grabbed him and pulled him inside harshly that he literally threw the poor boy agains't the wall, hitting his head in the process.
"Where the fuck do you think you are going boy?" His father snarled at him. Gaara looked anywhere but him and bit his lip. He didn't answer him, which got his father even more enraged. He grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him.
"Answer me when I ask you a fucking question you worthless shit!" He smacked him across the face and Gaara still kept looking at the ground. In a quiet, frightened voice he responded.
"I was going out for a while. I was going to come back before seven."
"Where the fuck do you plan on going at this time? Nobody fucking wants to be near a pathetic boy who is worthless." With that said, he punched him and threw him on the floor, kicking him and Gaara taking every hit. After ten minutes of brutalizing his son, he finally stopped and gave him one last kick and told him to leave the fucking house.
Gaara shakily stood up, grabbed his board and left. He walked the sidewalk and was glad the sun hasn't come up yet. At times it got worse than this, he wished he was able to go with his siblings, but his grandparents didn't want him at all. Nobody did. He looked at the still nighty sky and smiled lightly. He sometimes wished he was one of the stars, not caring about nothing, but the universe.
He continued to walk, but kept wincing. He stopped by some bushes and coughed up some blood and letting it out. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and skated off on his skateboard. He went to a park and skated there until the sun rised. He sat down on one of the benches and saw this guy with the smaller guy jogging. The kid looked familiar, but his vision blurred a bit, he started to feel light headed and he kept coughing up blood. He saw the two brothers jog right by him, but didn't see the two figures stop and ask if he was alright. He didn't see the concern on the look of the older teen. He didn't see anything as he fainted and saw nothing but black.
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Gaara woke up in this very light lighted room and looked around. He saw his board up agaisn't the wallk along with his shoes and hoodie hanged up by the door. He looked at the clock. 6:03 AM. He sighed, tried to sit up but couldn't so he laid there. He didn't know where he was, he didn't know if got kidnapped, but yet who would want to?
He started to grow bored and tried to sit up again. He winced but succeded, and had his bare back agaisn't the headboard. He looked at his bandage body and silently thanked somebody, that not everybody in this world hated him. He looked at the door as it started to open. He scowled when he saw the boy come in.
The gothic boy meets the pretty boy once again. Sasuke looks at him and gives him the glass of water with two advil pills.
"The pills will help you with the pain, drink it with the water." Gaara looked at him suspiciously but grabbed the water and pills anyways. He popped them and dranked them down. He gave the glass back to the boy.
"You should lay down for a bit, your wounds will re-open if you stay seated like that." Gaara glared at him, but did what he was told. Sasuke sat on the bed and looked at the beat up gothic boy laying there glaring at him.
"What's your..." But he was cut off rudely by Gaara.
"Gaara and yours?"
"Sasuke." Gaara scoffed and looked away. Sasuke stared at him with miled curiousity and smirked a bit.
"How old are you?" Gaara licked his lips and felt that his piercings weren't there anymore. He felt his nose, the septum was gone too, even his eye-brow too.
"What the fuck happen with my piercings?" Sasuke pointed to the side of him. Gaara sighed in relief and mutter a 'thanks.'
"Am thirteen but will be fourteen in January 19. You?"
"Am fourteen." They stayed quiet and Gaara closed his eyes. Sasuke took it as a sign to leave the room and let the boy rest. He stood up and walked out the room, leaving Gaara to his thoughts and a single tear slid down his cheek.
TBC
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Yay! The second chappy! Oh my...I am so happy how this story is going. I knwo I haven't recieved alot of reviews, but anyways, thanks for the reviews. Yay! They made me happy. Lol. Once i get enough for me to response to them I'll post them up on the next chapters to come. Anyways, hopefully ya enjoyed this chapter. I know abuse, and all that I didn't put as warnings but I didn't know it was going to come out that way, so I'll be changing that. Believe it! Therefore, rate and review because they make me happy.
With love,
Lil Dobe
