Fast update is fast /slapped. I wanted to type this out while I can though (Mostly to kept my depressed thoughts at bay) so yeah good for those who are enjoying it, yeah? :'D
"I'm home, Sandaime," My voice echoed through the apartment, no one to answer me. I often speak to my art to speak my true thoughts. After All puppets couldn't tell my secrets, fears, and god forbid, my dreams. My favorite one to speak to Sandaime, he originally had been a project for history class in highschool, I had taken him back after I graduated though. I rummaged through the cupboards looking for something to eat, my lunch wasn't very big today. I found a box of instant ramen hidden in the way back, who knows how old.
I checked for a date, and found it had a few more months before becoming inedible. I quickly made it, waiting impatiently. I knew full well I would have to get up earlier to get groceries tomorrow. I dreaded shopping for anything but it what I had to do to live; or perhaps I could call Granny and ask her bring me something. I knew the old hag wouldn't do it though. The microwave beeped, alerting me my food was ready to consume.
"Sorry Sandaime, I don't have enough for us both today," I said to the puppet jokingly. His glass eyes stared at me from his propped up position on the ragged chair. He didn't find the joke funny obviously. I took a seat on the floor not bothering to move the puppet, it'd be a waste of time. So yes this is my sorry excuse of a life, wonderful isn't it? My apartment was far tidy and few cup littered the tables, some empty some not. I never had anyone over so I found no reason to clean up. I usually didn't buy meals the required actually cooking, considering the stove stopped working a year ago. I didn't replace it because my microwave was my second best friend.
The only rooms that were kept clean was my bedroom and my work room. Those were needed to be clean for my own personal needs. I don't know if you noticed but, I don't have any friends. Most of them left in elementary school, leaving me to myself. It's not like I wasn't pushing them away though, I knew they didn't like me anyways. I different from the others in my city, with my red hair and small stature for a 22, seriously I stand at 5'3" I'm done growing. Again the idea of hair dye came to mind and I toyed with the idea again. My mind switched back to the incident though, I still have a few 'bad dreams' about it.
I wonder if the school had even said anything to Deidara about it, after all he never confirmed he knew of it. I finished up my ramen quickly and tossed the cup in the waste basket. I stretched and let a yawn escape. I have to get started on my class work; most of it being self introductions for the Freshmen. All we had to do was answer the questions on the sheet and read it. I however was just gonna drop it on the professor's desk and skip class. The teacher expects it anyway and doesn't want a repeat of the incident. I better get to work it's already half past five.
Name: Sasori Akasuna
Age: 22
D.O.B: November 8th
Studying for: a Major in art and secondary in Science
Likes: being alone, puppets, quiet, reading.
Dislikes: people
What do you hope for this year?: To end as soon as possible.
There were quite a few more questions that I just half-assed so I could get to bed. An hour and a half later I finished, not truly satisfied with it, but it's not something I enjoy doing. I put it papers back into my folder and lay it on the counter. I glance at Sandaime, who was staring a me again. "I wish you wouldn't stare so much Sandaime, it makes me uncomfortable," I hissed at the puppet. I got no reply as usual. The look was unnerving though, and made me feel self-conscious. "What?!" I barked at him. I secretly knew what he was hinting at.
You made a friend today. That's what the bastard would have said. I glared at him, in a stupid battle of seeing who would blink first. I knew he would win, he always does, that cheater. "He not my friend Sandaime, He's getting a grade for fucking with my brain after all," I growled at him. "And don't even think for one second I'm attracted to that brat, I mean, if I'm going to date a guy let him actually look like a man, Jesus." I didn't have time for Sandaime's usually banter, so I quickly said goodnight to the puppet and went into my room.
Like that, my usually nightly ritual had begun. I changed clothes and crawled into bed. Once under the covers I rolled to my side, letting the days tears let loose. I always did this before bed after I found out the truth. I could feel my hands grab at my hair as my sobs increased and I felt my body move rapidly around the bed. I lose control of myself when I cry and all my sadness that ate away at me was leashed. I guess in a way I hurt myself, sometimes clawing at my own arms, neck and face. I kept my nails short for this reason.
So I couldn't hurt myself to the point of bleeding. Don't get me wrong, I still would leave nasty scratches and a bruise here and there, but it could be worse. In fact most people last year believed I was in an abusive relationship, or that a family member had done it. I didn't dispel the rumors though, the rumors were better than the truth in this situation. After all, if I did say I done it they'd mark me up on the suicide watch list faster than you could 'damn it'. Not to mention I'd probably be doped up beyond belief with meds and sent to the looney bin for real.
That place wasn't nice, too much white. I wouldn't be able to work on my puppets and I'd be, most likely, restrained at all times. No those would not be fun times. I may have problems, but I'm not fucking stupid. After a few more minutes are thrashing about I can to a stop, my breathing labored and uneven. If I was tired before, I was now. I tugged the blanket back to its previous position and willed myself to go to sleep. I had got shopping and go to another session with the brat, oh what a joy tomorrow would be.
Sorry if this kinda depressing guys, please don't murder me :'D It's 4 a.m. and I'm most likely going to write the fourth chapter now. Wow so many updates at once. (seriously I've never updated so fast, like omg please send help) So we kinda got see how nutty Sasori really is haha /slapped
Please R&R, and thanks for reading :^)
-Yui
