Going Long

Okay, back to stereotyping :DDDD

Seventh: Suigetsu's Black Bleeding Heart

HONK! HONK!

"Sasuke, Suigetsu's here!"

"And I care again, why!?"

Mikoto sighed and put a hand on her hip. "Because he's such a gentleman to take you to and from school everyday! You should appreciate him."

Sasuke looked at her as though she were insane, which she could've been. "Yeah, no. His car is a death-trap, woman!"

His mother smirked. "I thought you liked death."

And Sasuke, for the first time in his life, stopped complaining.

In fact, when he went to the jock's car, the first he did was smile.

"Continue driving," he said cheerfully. "I promise I won't complain."

Suigetsu, who was thoroughly freaked out (because, well, Sasuke never smiled), turned on his car and calmly pulled out of the Uchiha's driveway. Sasuke stared at him, as though he were waiting for something. The moment the jock stopped at the light, he turned to the emo boy.

"What?" Suigetsu cried.

"You're actually following the traffic rules," Sasuke pointed out in disappointment. "Why aren't we flying over 18 wheelers and doing figure-eights in U-turn zones?"

"Oh, my brother told me that he wasn't going to pay for my tickets anymore, so it was either shape up or walk. I don't like to walk."

"…Damn it." And Sasuke's plans to thwart life once more were trampled upon.

Suigetsu ignored that. "Hey, you know what?" he asked. "There's a football game this weekend, and I wanted to see if you wanted to come by."

"Hell no."

"Huh? Why?"

Sasuke flipped his bangs away from his eyes. "If you haven't noticed, I hate jocks and jock activities. This includes football, football games, football players, and balls in general."

The white-haired teen snorted, turning right at the green light. "And you act like I'm so fond of your dark, disturbed soul, fucking emo kid," he retorted.

Said 'fucking emo kid' glared at him. "I don't think this arrangement is going to work if I hate everything about you and you hate everything about me." Sasuke said.

"I agree," replied Suigetsu. "We're going to have to compromise until your arm completely heals up."

"And how are we going to do that?"

The jock tapped his chin in thought. "Well, I guess we can try to learn more about each other or some shit like that."

Sasuke thought it over. "Actually, that might be it. That way, you can stop saying things that apparently piss me the fuck off and I can insult you more effectively."

"Yeah, sure, whatever."

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"Sasuke!"

"Oh shit, get down!" Suigetsu whispered furiously, looking behind his shoulder.

Sasuke rolled his eyes and slammed his locker closed. "Asshole, it's only Karin," he said.

The redhead stopped in front of the two boys. After smiling brightly at Sasuke, she glared in disgust at Suigetsu. "What the hell are you doing here?" she asked.

"What the fuck do you think I'm doing, you PMSing bitch?"

"Fuck you, jock. I wasn't trying to talk to you anyway, so go trip on a blade of grass somewhere."

"Why don't you go suck a cock somewhere while I go trip then?"

"Why don't you do it first and then come back, faggot jock!"

Sasuke rubbed his temples. "Hey, I've got an idea! Why don't you both go kill yourselves?" he hissed. And he stalked away, ignoring the two's sputtered protests.

"No, Sass-cakes, don't leave me with the witch!"

"Sasuke, your presence is so much more rewarding than this thing's!"

The dark-haired seventeen-year-old turned around, glaring heatedly. "Neither of you can follow me around if you do not learn how to get along!" he snarled, and pivoted back around on his heel, standing there with his back turned to the two.

Suigetsu and Karin looked at each other, gazes boring into the other's very soul angrily.

"Not possible," they chorused, looking away from each other.

Sasuke turned back around, stomping up to the two. "Why the fuck not?" he demanded. He flipped his bangs out his eyes once more. "In fact, why do you hate each other in the first place?!"

Karin shrugged. "I don't know, clash of interests, I guess."

"Something like that." Suigetsu followed up. "It's like; she's everything I hate all in one body, and vice versa."

Sasuke cocked an eyebrow. "Could you explain that in a little more detail?" he asked slowly.

Suigetsu gestured towards Karin's miniskirt. "I hate her clothing more than I hate anything else about her. This is because I, on one hand, love to wear large baggy pants and tight sleeveless shirts, while she, like the whore she is, enjoys miniskirts and loose long-sleeved shirts."

"So basically," the dark-haired boy surmised. "She has too much top and you have too much bottom. You hate each other for those reasons?"

"And Suigetsu's a manbitch." Karin chipped in.

"And Karin's a 10 cent whore." Suigetsu also added.

"Well, that makes hell of no sense," Sasuke responded. He snapped his fingers at Suigetsu. "Come, jock, carry my books to my next class."

"Yeah, yeah, I'm coming," the white-haired football player groused, picking up the boy's books from the ground next to his locker. "Later, bitch."

Sasuke waved his one good hand. "See ya, Karin."

And the two walked away.

Karin snapped her fingers in defeat, and decided to take out her anger on unsuspecting hall prowlers.

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"So, what's your favorite food?" Suigetsu asked at lunchtime.

Sasuke paid for his lunch. "Tomatoes," he said. "What's yours?"

"Water."

"…Water isn't food."

"It isn't?!" Suigetsu cried in outrage, bringing his bottle of water away from his lips.

Sasuke cocked an eyebrow. "Uh, no, it isn't. What have you been eating this entire time then?"

The white-haired teen looked away. "…water."

"How exactly do you eat water?"

"It was ice, okay?!"

They sat down at the usual table. "Are you telling me that all you eat, everyday, is ice?" Sasuke asked slowly.

"No, sometimes I eat slushy water, when I kick at the water dispenser. Normally, though, we drink water."

"Who is 'we', exactly?"

"Me and my brother. He goes to college, though, so he usually gets to most of the water before I do."

"How ironic, I also have a brother who goes to college."

Suigetsu gulped down his water, his extremely sharp teeth exposed. "Awesome, that'll make this 'learning shit about each other' thing easier then," he said happily.

Sasuke pointed his fork at the muscular teen. "Yeah, but how exactly do we learn things about each other effectively? I'm not going to talk to you about bullshit forever, you know."

"We can always try putting ourselves in the other's shoes. That's what the principal made me do back when I use to give that geek Temujin swirlies."

The emo teen pushed his bangs out his eyes. "That actually might work, jock," he said.

"Great! I'll teach you how to play football, and you'll teach me, uh, um… you'll teach me how to do some faggy emo stuff."

"Fucking jocks," Sasuke muttered darkly. He looked back up at then indifferent football player. "I'll teach you how to dig deep into your dark soul and summon the words that surpass normal human thought of mind and write them on simple paper so profoundly that your heart will burst with black blood at the feelings you never realized were burned so very deep inside of you."

"Fuck the what now?"

"I'm going to teach you how to write emo poetry, dumbass."

Suigetsu looked understanding. "Ah. That'll be easy. All I have to do is talk about hating myself, right?" he asked.

"NO! It is much more profound and deep than that! You must search your very soul to understand the hatred that seethes in you, spreading through your limbs to become—"

"Oh would you look at that?" Suigetsu whistled, glancing at his watch. "The bell's about to ring! Looks like we'll have to cut this conversation short!"

"I haven't finished explaining the basics yet!"

"Oh yes you have, now let's go!"

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"Dear diary, mood: apathetic…"

Sasuke sighed in exasperation. "No, Suigetsu!" he snapped. "You must dig deep into your gray soul, to find the darkness that lies within and RELEASE it!" He leaned his back against the bench they were sitting at in the local park, as the sun shone bright, the children played happily, and it was an all-around happy day.

The jock gave him a dirty look and erased his original line.

"Now show me some angst!" the emo teenager urged.

"I'll show you angst," Suigetsu muttered.

"D is for the darkness that surrounds my soul

A is for the apathetic-ness that is me

R is for the roller-coaster of blood and destruction that is my heart

K is for KRAZY, KOOKY me and maybe killing myself or some shit like that

N is for never gonna give in to the light

E is for EVIL

S is for sexy, which is dark and disturbing

and S is for SO ANGSTY"

"The end," Suigetsu said happily.

Sasuke stared at the poem, his eye twitching slightly.

"Not bad for a beginner," he finally said, handing the jock back his composition book. "You'll get better over time."

"Great," Suigetsu said blandly. "Now it's my turn!"

"…Yes, it is."

"AWESOME."

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"Catch, Sass-cakes!" crowed Suigetsu, who threw the football straight at the one-armed boy.

Sasuke barely caught the ball, fumbling it in his grasp. "Did you forget how I'm half-crippled with this kind of thing?!" he cried.

"Not at all!" Suigetsu said, clapping his hands and holding them up. "This is training for your other arm, as it could help induce a bit of ambidexterity! Now throw it at me!"

Sasuke was kind of surprised, as the idiotic jock was actually trying to help him? So, with this in mind, he leaned back, channeled all his strength into his left arm, and threw the ball as far as possible.

It fell three meters before Suigetsu.

"What kind of pussy throw was that?" the football player demanded. He stalked up to the ball, picked it up, and walked up to Sasuke. He put the ball back in the slightly shorter boy's hand, and jogged back to his original spot. "Really throw the ball at me this time!"

Sasuke huffed and readjusted the band on his cast, making sure his shoulder could move a little freer.

He threw the ball again.

And it landed three meters away from Sasuke.

Suigetsu looked like he wanted to laugh, but hid it badly under a mask of disappointment. "Ah, ya gotta bend yer knees to you know!" he said as he jogged back to Sasuke, picking up the ball as well.

He stood behind Sasuke and grabbed the boy's hand, actually putting the ball in his grip.

"Now, hold the ball!" he said. The dark-haired teen held it as tight as possible.

Suigetsu bent down and pushed at the backs of Sasuke's jeans, marveling at the initial tightness of the emo teenager's jeans. "Bend yer knees," he grumbled, and the teen complied. "Why're your pants so tight?"

"I couldn't walk out the house with a shirt this form-fitting and some loose pants. That's just tacky."

"Ah."

And Suigetsu stood back up, putting his hands on Sasuke's shoulders. He pulled them lightly in his direction, and the other complied.

Then he put his hands on Sasuke's hips, pushing them towards the side slowly.

"Hands gotta be over the waist," the dark-haired teen said with a final tone. "I don't care how straight you say you are, no one touches my pelvic area."

"Fine, fine," Suigetsu muttered, holding his hands up. "Hands where you can see 'em, right?"

"As if I can, since you're behind me, which is suspicious enough."

"Hey emo brat, keep the homo-comments to yourself!"

"Can I throw the ball yet?" Sasuke complained. "This position kind of hurts."

"Oh yeah, hold on a minute." And he jogged back to his original spot. "Okay, now really throw it!"

Sasuke took a deep breath.

And he threw the ball.

"Holy shit," Suigetsu whistled as the ball soared high above him.

Sasuke looked nervous. "Did I win yet?" he asked the other teen.

"Holy shit."

Looks like Sasuke's got some athletic ability in him after all! But where will this lead exactly? Is Sasuke going to Suigetsu's football game? Can they actually become friends? IS KARIN GONNA HAVE TO SLAP A BITCH?! I sure hope so, cuz she's awesome :D. Find out with the next chapter!

END SEVENTH

YAAAAAY SUIGETSU!

BOOOOO SASUKE!

I hate Sasuke so hard, but I need him for the awesome yaoi pairings. Like NaruSasu, SuiSasu, and ItaSasu (you can add yer own, but those are my personal favorites).

Mah internetz're off, and I've gotta write shit at home, and submit shit at school. WHAT'S UP WITH THAT, YO?!

Temujin is that blond gay fag guy from the second or third Naruto movie. I forget, CUZ I HATED ALL OF THEM. THEY ALL SUCKED.

Can't wait for the Shippuden movie :D