Pain Hurts…Even to someone used to it.
"Speaking"
"Thinking"
Disclaimer: I own the Akasuki….ok fine I don't but nice to dream.
Itachi:
Itachi wandered around the willow tree for five minutes. He counted. Exactly five minutes. And he still had no sight of his girlfriend…
"Where on earth can she be?" He whispered softly to himself before his 'genuis' mind kicked in. "her locker, of course."
Hitting his forehead with his palm he froze. Lucky for him no one saw the gesture that he was stupid enough to allow himself to do. Quickly he headed to the back door of the school building to keep from getting caught by the offices watchful gaze.
Kakashi:
Iruka and Asuma were jamming out to 'A Favor House of the Atlantic' off of Kakashi's Coheed and Cambria cd to try and ignore Kakashi's obvious moping. Seriously…his aura was just radiating dark depressing thoughts. It was so bad that he didn't even notice when they turned on his stereo…and he noticed everything about his car. Suddendly Kakashi's head shot up. He could have sworn he saw that long black ha-
"There!" Kakashi watched as Itachi opened the back door of the school and snuck inside. "What is he doing..?"
The next thing Iruka and Asuma knew, Kakashi had swung himself out of his car and was running off with the last thing they heard being:
"See Ya in HomeRoom!!!" and then he was gone.
Itachi:
Itachi paused in the middle of the hallway. He could have sworn he heard something from the janitors closet he just passed.
"Should I check…?" He thought standing looking at the door where the sounds were still coming from. "But Anko's locker is just a few more down…"
Against his better judgement, Itachi decided he should check the Janitors Closet first…though he didn't exactly know why…
Slowly he reached for the doorknob. The door muffled the sound coming from the room, but Itachi could almost make out the sounds of moans and gasps. Should he…?
Afraid to loose his composture as the sounds got louder, Itachi gripped the doorknob hard and turned it. The sight that greeted him made his stomach churn, and he blinked his red eyes several times before getting enough breath to go…
"A-Anko?"
There before him was his girlfreind, Anko, straddling a Junior, busy nibbling on his neck with his hands on her ass before Itachi's voice broke the scene. Anko looked up and blinked.
"Hey Itachi…" She whispered, voice still deep and gravelly from her previous activities. The Junior looked at Anko quizzically before looking to meet Itachi's gaze.
"Yo." He said. Itachi blinked at how blandly this was said to him by the guy infront of him. It seemed like he didn't get that he just got caught with Itachi's girlfriend…with her still straddling his lap. Then Itachi saw it… A Dango box…and…it suddendly clicked.
He knew this Junior. He was the guy he saw Anko eating Dango with in the middle of the summer. The guy Anko said was only an old friend.
"Saotome Genma." Itachi held back a gag at the realization. Anko was cheating on him…with Genma. He took a breath.
"How long…?" He asked in a quiet voice.
"Eh??" Anko asked, startled by Itachi suddenly talking.
"How. Long." Itachi said a bit louder. "How long have you been doing this Anko? How fucking long?!"
The volume and tone of his voice shocked Anko, but she soon recovered. She smirked slightly at him, a smirk Itachi once adored, that now only taunted him.
"Two weeks before last school year ended." This knowledge almost sent Itachi to his knees.
"So…long…." He thought closing his eyes to try and stop the onslaught of pain this was causing him. With his eyes still closed he heard Anko's next words.
"Since you know…I guess we're over Itachi, I only dated you for the money anyway. Bye." Her words cut thru him like a sword and made him gasp for air. He closed the door without opening his eyes, not wanting to see the sight that the noises coming from in front of him suggested. Then he ran.
Kakashi:
Kakashi froze. Something was wrong. He knew it. He always seemed to know when something was wrong. Just like when he walked in and his father was-
He stopped that thought. "No..not now…I have to find Itachi.."
He began to run thru the halls, searching for the black-haired teen that he just needed to find. He ran faster, listening, looking, for anything that could point towards Itachi. Then he heard it. It sounded like…sobs…
Kakashi ran faster, looking for the source of the sound… "The…Art room…?"
He skidded to a stop in front of the door, reached for the knob and slowly opened the door.
By the dim light from the hallway entering the room he saw Itachi leaning against the bottom of the desk. He was about to say something…
Before the light glinted of the exacto knife tip Itachi held in his hands and he saw the blood dripping from his the many cuts up Itachi's arms and wrists.
