((Alright, I'm trying hard hard hard to not update too much, I have no life except for being artsy and homework. If I update too much in a row I won't as many reviews (Which by the way, I do allow anonymous so if you are one of those people who doesn't have an account you can have the experience of clicking that wonderful button right here wink wink Nudge nudge If you do have an account, don't miss out on the fun! XD
Oh, and about Sakura, in this fic she's one of those people at school who are super mean when people are watching, but once she doesn't have someone to impress by being mean, she actually cares a lot about everyone. Seems like the kind of person she'd be if Naruto was a high school, but maybe she wouldn't be popular at all, or maybe she'd be one of those tough girls because she can punch so hard and….
Forever annoying,
Sky))
Dear Hinata,
Please, do not let the wind take your letters as usual. Instead please place them in the trunk of the tallest tree in your families forest. Take Akamaru with you, I'm sure he'd appreciate it.
Here everything is grey. I feel kind of lame, admitting this to you, but it's like the world loses everything of worth when you're not there. Trees seem to bend over in submission to cloudy skies. The grass is brittle and pokes unpleasantly in misshapen tufts straight between your toes.
But when I see you, color floods my life. Every weeping tree must be weeping with joy, for when you are close by even the coldest heart melts.
Dumb I know, but I can't help but reminisce about our memories. Akamaru too. I miss his puny bark. Is he getting bigger? I'd hate to have him grow all the way without me, but it'd be nice for him to be able to do things like open doors. He's defiantly smart enough, just he's such a pipsqueak. You said Shino got a dog, if she's as huge as you said Akamaru could take lessons.
I wish I could write faster and longer, and I wish I could come back sooner, but I promise I will.
From Kiba
This was the fourth letter, and she had read it every which way possible. Now she was smiling that faint, meek smile which made her parents and brother Neji so worried.
Like the black period. Not the small ones, the great big one.
There was a time in Hinata's life, where she had no idea what happened. All she remembered was a howl of pain, and headlights in black.
She assumed this was her subconscious, and Kiba… he had left during this time of dark. She wondered if she had said a proper goodbye.
Now she only had small times where she couldn't remember a thing. Each time she had darkness in her head, her family would freak out, and she would give them that faint, meek smile.
"I don't know why you are so worried." She said it to herself, than again, to whatever it was that made their eyes narrow in doubt.
"I don't know why you are so worried."
Night drew nearer, as the girl began to fold the letter, creasing back and forth, folding perfectly a small paper crane. 'From Kiba' was etched into its wings, and she
pressed the note so close, as if somehow, she could absorb the contents into her forever.
In doing this, she glanced at her wrists… her jacket was off and she was curious to see cuts and bruises lining the tender flesh of the arm. More dark spots. Hinata couldn't remember what happened… all she knew was she had forgotten something very important… what was it? What had she forgotten? More dark spots. She sank down crying… why was she like this… flawed… why was she the way she was?
What had she done wrong?
She looked out the window, night had now completely coated the sky in malice.
Closing her eyes, she opened the window, feeling the breeze quickly wipe away all troublesome thoughts.
Kiba…Slowly, the paper crane lifted from her hands, and flew away.
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"Shut up!" Sasuke roared. Wiping the small tear of blood from his cheek.
"Oh brother, you struck first as always, I had to strike back… both verbally and physically. You know you can never compare. Not to me, not to anyone.
I've been supporting you for years now, so I hope you aren't dumb enough to address your landlord in such a vulgar fashion." The conversation ended. Sasuke swore, and fled to his room.
Dear Kiba,
There's a boy, he looks JUST LIKE YOU! Whenever I see him, I think of you and it makes me quiver on the spot. I think he thinks I'm strange though, and he says he doesn't know you. Naruto is his name… I believe.
Neji keeps following me. I know he's my Nii-san and it's his job to protect me, but whenever he sees me with a letter I can feel the aura of the room change. I can feel his anger. I'm not sure why, but he just refuses to believe you've written back…
Whenever he can't find me he begins to scream my name. I answer quickly, and the next thing I know he hugs me… this is usually too much, and I faint (embarrassingly enough) but it still confuses me how he can change from angry to happy so quickly.
I asked him once, and all he said was 'you do that more than me.' I can't possibly. All I do is think of you. I have no room to change emotions so quickly.
There's another boy too, his name is… uh… Sasuke I believe. He's been nice as well, and sort of reminds me of Shino. Same stoic structure. It's like I'm with you guys again. It makes me happy, nervous… but happy.
Hinata
Sasuke read the note one thousand times, as if it were his air. Ithachi had compleatley vanished from his mind. Only Hinata, and the boy Kiba.
Kiba was the only other thing that his thoughts contained besides school, hatred, and Hinata. Perhaps it was the largest. He wasn't angry at Kiba, but he was very jealous.
To have such a friend… who would leave for heaven when something so pure stood in front of you, hands outstretched. Perhaps he was angry at Kiba… yet he was thankfull, for Kiba was a great mask, and it hid the scent of fraud about him. Writing hid everything. Hinata's stuttering, his real identity…
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"GUESS WHAT YOU S.O.B'S!!" Anko screamed crushing the wood of the desk and sending splinters clattering to the ground., and the class was rigid as the bell rang.
"Look at the person next to you." The class didn't move.
"I SAID LOOK!!" Everyone abruptly turned, the place was already run like military School.
"THIS WILL BE YOUR PARTNER FOR THE YEAR. " A couple people groaned. "NO SWITCHING! COMPLEATE PAGES 35-49 DUE TOMORROW, WORK TOGETHER, START NOW!" She slammed the desk once more. Hinata fainted.
Anko sighed and started for the door.
"Aren't you going to stay?"
"Fuck no, I'm getting out of this hell hole A.S.A.P. bitch." Another slam of the door and the class was silent.
"H-hinata?" it was Sasuke's turn to stutter, as he waved his hand in front of her gentle face. She was so panic stricken. He loved it.
"Hinata?" It was Naruto. The girl began to stir, and Sasuke moved his head in such a way that Naruto was completely blocked out.
Swearing under his breath, the blond recived a glare and smirk mixed together,
One of Sasuke's almost-but-not-quite-useless talents was the ability to hear anything. ANYTHING.
He probably heard the crickets in china chirping in the mist.
Stupid bum beat everyone at everything, and didn't ever think twice.
"Sasuke?" Hinata stared, as she slowly shook her head, the panic slowly falling from her face.
"Hinata, you seem worn out, but we're partners, so how about we get together after school to work?" Who the hell gets group work in math? And the rest of the four years would get worse. Naruto's face was great though.
"S-sure… y-you can come to m-my house." Hinata was taught to never go home with a boy, and at this moment she was trying very hard not to blush, faint, or anything she'd normally do.
"Cool."
Fiddling with her fingers she passed a few moments staring.
Sasuke turned away reluctantly, and brought out a piece of paper. Rapidly he filed a page and a half with ink before stuffing the contents in his bag as the bell rang.
Hinata left quickly muttering "Come at 5:00." And before he could run after her to ask her address, he was against the wall, the wind knocked out of him. "YOU DOUCHE SASUKE BASTARD!" It was Naruto. "JUST WHEN THINGS GO WELL FOR ME. YOU SCREW EVERYTHING UP, YOU DESTROY MY LIFE AND LOOT ANYTHING OF WORTH FOR YOURSELF." He was really mad, and Sasuke struggled, finally breaking free, and ducking as the empty classroom was filled with shouting and clatter.
"Why can't you let me have something, for once!?" The voice was half pleading, and half a threat. Quickly he charged, aiming to plunge a fist straight into his tormentor's face, but instead hit the wall, as Sasuke spun out of the way with ease, and kicked the poor blonde in the back.
"Because this time, I actually want it."
"Baka…" Naruto coughed, and Sasuke suddenly felt awful… There was a great pause as Naruto slumped to the ground. The silence hung over a multitude of unspoken emotion. Sasuke struggled with the urge to kick him while he was down, and also couldn't help but want to help him up. Trying to suppress both these things was not easy, and the silence seeped into everything around, creating a ringing hatred in his ears. Sasuke felt himself being human again, and sighed before slowly walking over to where his enemy stood. Trying to keep calm, he spoke softly;
"Hey… Naruto… I'll take you to the nurse…?" opened one eye into a small slit, and saw the darkened face beneath him.
"Psh… don't waste your time on a sore loser like me." He said. Sasuke didn't move. "LEAVE MY SIGHT BEFORE I CAN STAND!" The strain in his voice was so demonic Sasuke was entranced for one second. He looked down and muttered something indistinguishable, before turning and running out the door.
Naruto felt like dying, no matter what he did, someone was better. No matter what he saw, someone saw her first." Struggling to get up he remembered how he had longed to be friends with Sasuke in the beginning, how he had been someone to look up to. Deep down, those feeling still hadn't released their hold on his defiant heart. He couldn't hate what he disliked the most.
Trying to stand, another clatter resounded through the classroom, as Naruto realize he couldn't walk. His shame and the last shreds of his dignity had overwhelmed his logic. Now he could only hope that-
"Naruto…?" The voice was familiar and he felt himself shrink even more as Sakura walked into the room, her eyes alit with fear at the bleeding boy on the ground.
Naruto, not knowing what to do, sneered slightly, at what she must see. At least he knew there would be bruises where on Sasuke's neck and chest, and he would be feeling the pain for a long long time…
"What the hell is going on?" She was acting so much more different now that he was hurt.
"Sasuke." Was all he could say, and he wished more than ever to dissapear.
Sakura's eyes were shining with a strange kindness, as she offered a hand. Knowing no alternative, Naruto grasped it. Sakura smiled, she was a completely different person once the bell rang and she spoke quietly, as if she wished no one would hear.
"Don't worry... I know what it's like to be broken."