[--Reconnection--]
Chapter Six
Two lists lay on my bed.
What to do:
- DON'T get drunk
- DON'T get on Tobi's nerves
- spend more time with Itachi
- spend less time on hair (without the exception of dying it back to black)
- spend less time on picking out clothes
- BE AN AVERAGE GUY!!
Yeah...I underlined that last one a lot.
I looked at the other list. Preferably, this was my favorite out of the two.
Relationship w/Itachi:
- Spend more time with Itachi
- Care more about him than myself
- Give him gifts??
I knew I had been missing something in this relationship with Itachi. I just never knew how obvious it was.
- Dating
That's right, in all of our years of being a "couple" we have never officially gone out. Not to dinner, not just to hang out, not even to go to a movie. I know; I'm pathetic.
So I'm finally mustering up all the courage I can find in this little scrawny organic vegetarian body and going to ask him out on a date.
...But not before I go to the bathroom, don't want to leak it out, if you know what I mean.
I know that was a bad joke. Bad as in both definitions: 1) Displaying a lack of skills, talent, or judgment. 2) Lacking or characterized by a lack of moral qualities. No, I do not memorize definitions of random words for fun; I just like to sound smart and look in the dictionary. Well, I guess you could call me a nerd than too, huh?
The door opened, revealing a...
Dang it, where's the dictionary now?
...well, I guess the best word I can come up with is exhausted. So yes, an exhausted Itachi entered the room, carrying about five heavy school books.
"Let me help you with those," I said. I might as well start really making my lists reality than just fantasies. I grabbed the books and almost fell over from the weight, but kept my balance and strength as I dragged them to his desk. "How come you get so much homework when I get barely any?" I asked.
"You're a first year," he bluntly answered. No...no, I know a better word for this without using the stupid dictionary.
Here, let's rewind that. You know, just pull the film a little back and...shit, too far...damn it, no! Just, you know what? Just...who needs the stupid film? This isn't going to be a movie anytime soon. I'm too hot for the camera.
...Just kidding.
Anywhoo... "How come you get so much homework when I barely get any?" I asked. "Whoa...deja vu."
"You're a first year," he strictly answered, his eyes glaring at me.
See? I didn't use a dictionary! ...okay, fine, I used a thesaurus...but that'll be our little secret.
"Oh..." I whispered, heading towards the bathroom again.
It was obvious that Itachi was being a girl right now and having his special time of the month.
...Just kidding...again, but he was different. I didn't know school could do that. Huh, now I could have a real reason to sue them.
I stayed in the bathroom for an appropriate time, singing the national anthem six times. No, not out loud, but in my head, where I could actually sing on-tune.
Once I thought the coast was clear, I stepped out, smelling the fragrance of Itachi's deodorant. Honestly, Itachi smelled good and all, but the smell I really like is a scentless candle. You got it, I can't stand scents. They seriously hurt my nose when I smell them. Once, at was at Sakura's house and there was a candle. I know you can tell where this is going, but I'm going to tell you anyways. The candle was called "Angels" ...let me tell you, that candle did not smell like anything heavenly! It smelled like dog shit and puke, probably worse, but I can't describe how awful it was. You know what the worse part about it was? Sakura really thought it smelled heavenly. I swear, she has a weird nose. She thinks I smell bad...yeah, smell her someday. Talk about perfume!
Wow, that got off topic...anyways, I went to sit on my bed again. This time a grabbed a random book, opened to a random page, and started reading randomly. I know...this plan is totally not random, but I had to look like I was doing something at least until Itachi was done with his homework, then I would see what time it was. I couldn't distract him from his dear education.
It was about four hours until Itachi finished his homework. Geez, take long enough, I couldn't find enough pages to read during that time. "So..." I began to say, not really knowing how to finish the phrase. "How many fingers am I holding up?"
"Zero, why'd you ask?" Itachi more monotonously said, rather than asked.
"Just 'cause...I thought you might get out of focus from looking at those books for so long."
"Right...I'm going to bed..."
Well...I guess that didn't work out. Anyways, he was in a bad mood. Oh well, there's always tomorrow! And tomorrow's Friday...so that means Itachi won't have to do his homework that day! And that means it my time to shine!
...T.G.I Friday's is now my favorite restaurant.