Chapter six

"Here, kitty, kitty…"

Honestly I don't know why I'm standing in front of the teacher's lounge when my math class starts in five minutes. Wait, yes I do. I'm here because my brother and that lousy excuse for a teacher are plotting on my back to protect me from getting a… boyfriend?

Okay, this just sounded so wrong… and not because of the obvious reason.

The fact is not that they don't want me to have a boyfriend it's that they just don't want me to have…

Let me try this again.

They just don't want me doing those things with my supposed boyfriend. And don't make that look you know what I'm talking about! I'm sorry if I'm too… you know what, forget it. When I decide to talk about it I will. In fact, when I start to talk about it you will be so fed up, you will have to do the same I do when I listen to Itachi and that's plotting his death while nodding my head.

Anyway I'm not planning on getting a boyfriend any time soon. Besides being a distraction I would probably have four people holding a gun against his head.

I stood my ground as one of the teachers asked me why I wasn't in class. When I asked for Kakashi he told me he had left a while ago. Just my luck, the day I choose to look for him is the day he decides to be punctual.

Running down the halls isn't exactly allowed but I think they'll excuse me this time. Fortunately I have a great sense of direction, I only need to see my surroundings once to know here to go the next time.

My math class was on the other side of school, I just needed to run in a straight path across the patio to the building and climb the stairs to the second floor.

Great.

Note the sarcasm.

I just had P.E and now I had to run three hundred meters. The day just keeps getting better.

Do you know when you're having a bad day? I mean a bad day is a bad day but compared is not a big deal and months later you forget about it. I'm talking about a bad day, one of those days where you are forced to remember all of the bad things that happened in your life and makes you feel like utter crap. Have you ever had one of those?

I had just left the Art Class to talk to Kakashi to give him some of my mind. With which I mean threat him and curse at him, while having a sharp object pointed at him, although I was in a good mood.

I found out that I like drawing and painting, although I'm not that great. It's relaxing and after the stress I went through this morning I really had needed it.

Of course that now, that little therapy had been completely eradicated from my spirit while being filed with anger and hate.

I'm surrounded by older students, right now, all of them with the intent of putting me on my place, or so they said. Normally this meant that they were incredibly stupid, or they simple didn't hear the dark part of the rumors that make me famous.

The most famous rumor going around about me according to the male gender version is that I'm an arrogant rich girlfriend thief that looks down on everyone and knows how to fight.

I don't have anything to say about being arrogant or about looking down on people since it's true from their point of view. I simply don't care about anyone else period, I hate people. Now, about the rich part I can deny it because it is a lie. The girlfriend thief is also something that I can't deny completely, because from their point of view I'm a thief, from my point of view… I'M GAY WHAT DO YOU THINK?

This rumor as you can verify makes me get into this situations. That's not the thing that upsets me; unfortunately this is very common for me. What upset me was the words they choose in their attempt to humiliate me.

Until a moment ago I could have swore that I had heard it all. And I mean all, from the most stupid reasons to simply pathetic excuses to throw a punch. Never one of them had gotten to me, but those words weren't true.

"You know, if you had died years ago you wouldn't have to beg for mercy after we're done with you."

"You could just drop dead now and make us a favor though."

"A favor him? I bet he would do anything for a favor, his all family did, but unless it involves money he won't drop soon."

"Your family had to whore themselves out, right? You were in the hospital for like ages, I bet they (…)"

"(…) Is that why his brother is gay?(...)"

"(…) Must be(...)"

After that my brain shut down. It would've been just fine if they had just insulted me. It was fine if they had just told me to go die. Insulting my family is not something I could forgive or ignore!

Because truth be told I'm not sure if that is a lie. My parents said friends had helped but who in their right mind would pay hospital bills for four years to keep a dying boy alive? Moreover the only family friend I knew was Kakashi. And he is practically a freaking hobo, living in a tiny apartment with practically zero appliances and I knew part of that was my fault! And who am I kidding? Kakashi is the only friend of my family!

It's my entire fault!

But that doesn't give them the right to bad talk my family.

I'm sure I already said something about my temper. The time I broke someone's arm in three places after that someone annoyed me. The thing is I'm not annoyed. I'm mad and about to do something that will get me expelled because I was not going to let them have the happiness of giving the first punch.

I remember waiting for just one last word and then all went blank.

When I opened my eyes I deduce that I'm just dreaming, and this dream was a follow up of a nightmare because suddenly I was in an all different place in a perspective that told me that I was lying on my back. I expect to wake up, but as I start to voluntarily move my body I panic because I realized I wasn't dreaming.

I tried to get up, but someone pushed me down which only made me panic more, making me squeeze the arm attached to the hand that was forcing my torso to lay still.

"Don't get up."

I recognized where I was, I recognized the voice, and at this point all I wanted to do was to throw up, although the part of my brain that still functioned told me that I had nothing in my stomach to accomplish that task.

I was scratching him. I wanted him to let go, so I kept forcing my nails into his skin, while trying to ease my breathing. All I thought about was breathing. Closing my eyes seemed natural; I couldn't face reality while panicking so why should I see it?

After an eternity I finally sensed that my breathing was showing signs of being even in a few more minutes. I felt terribly cold and wet and wished I could find my blanket for warmth, anything else would be a poor substitute. I also wished that I was alone, because I would be imitating a cat in the next minutes.

Itachi called it kitty after effect. Like it says after I get remotely sick, I act like a 'backed into a corner' sick cat. It's something I do unconscientiously so until Itachi named it I didn't know I did it. I start by physically getting away from people around, even when they intend well. When they start to get close I hiss and show my teeth, not figuratively speaking, mind you. And if people touched me I scratched and bit hard and this part unfortunately was not a manner of speech. With age I started to add kicking and kneeing.

Right now all my body screamed at me to run and hide. And after my brain agreed I did. I manage to land a kick on him unintentionally while escaping into the nearest corner of the infirmary room.

"What the hell, bastard that hurt."

Crouching between the wall and a cabinet, I looked at the blue eyed blond that looked at me with obvious exasperation. I hated that he was staring at me, but I couldn't look away in case he decided to move closer. I didn't want him to get closer, but the idiot didn't understand that. I started to look around looking for escaping routes but I found myself trapped.

"What are you doing?"

I didn't want to hurt him for some reason. I didn't want to scratch him when he reached to me, so I was left with only one option.

Itachi and Kakashi would never let me hear the end of it again, as I started to ungracefully climb the cabinet making flasks of medicine jingle. I did not look at the blond, while I made myself somewhat comfortable on top of the dusty cabinet. It would've have been easier if I still had my body from two years ago, but fortunately I was slim enough for this cabinet in particular.

I rubbed the ribs that had been smashed against the corner of the cabinet unmercifully during my hasty climb. I was still cold and uncomfortable, but what made me more upset was the stupid look the moron was giving me. I glared in response knowing that he was thinking that I was crazy and he was right to think so because I am acting like a crazy person but it's not my fault.

We keep staring at each other.

I'm shivering from cold and I want him to go away.

"Go away.", I finally mutter.

"No. Come down here."

"No."

"Shizune-san said you should stay in bed."

He didn't care about what anyone said at this point.

"She's calling your parents…"

Dammit, it's the only thing that comes to my mind. What am I going to do? Were they already here? They would see me up here!

"… and my parents too."

I looked down to him again. What he said didn't make sense to me.

"Why?"

"Humm, because we beat up five other kids and sent them to the hospital?"

My heart skipped a beat. I was going to be expelled! I was going to be expelled and my parents are coming. I'm going to be…

"What do you mean with we?"

"You don't remember?"

I kept quiet. I was scared, and I was starting to feel sick again.

He was about to tell me something, but before he could I saw my brother on the door, and I immediately cowered at the look he gave me.

"Sasuke get down from there!"

My name plus the palpable anger in his voice make me sob and cry just like that. I was hiding my face with my hair and arms, so I couldn't see or be seen. At this point I'm able to contain my tears still.

"Get down. Don't make me say this a third time."

I cowered even more, to those words that whipped me into submission better than being kicked in the gut. I was scared, crying, clueless and ashamed I didn't need him doing this to me.

He was about to repeat and that was the time I choose to get up shakily from the position I was in and I finally realized where I was.

"I can't get down.", I managed to say without showing that I was in the middle of a crying fit. At least I thought so.

Naruto was the one that went to get the chair and put it against the cabinet, however no matter how much I calculated I couldn't find a way to get down from the cabinet.

If Itachi wasn't so mad at me he would've laughed hard and start to tell jokes about cats, trees, cabinets and me. Years ago the situation wouldn't be that bad, it would be 'cute' because I was small. I'm fifteen now, with the body to prove it; this situation couldn't be labeled as cute anymore.

My first attempt to get down was a simple measuring of my leg and the distance to the chair, and as you may guess my leg didn't reach it. This cabinet was about two meters tall, and although the chair reduced the distance it was still a very high place to come down from safely.

I think I'm starting to hear Kakashi somewhere calling the fire department about a kitty stuck in a cabinet.

"Ano, this situation reminds me of something… Ah, I remember, Tora-chan! My neighbor's cat, he went up a tree and couldn't go down so I had to..."

God, only now he realizes that! How much slower can this moron be! I swear that if he starts…

"Here, kitty, kitty, kitty."

I'M GOING TO KILL HIM!

"Jump, I'll catch you."

Jump? That would do fine actually. Don't mind if I do. I thought with a grin on my face, tears and fear already forgotten. Quickly I moved my body and calculated the distance to my target.

That's right, I'm going to squash him to death like the annoying bug he is. After I confirmed the distance I let myself slide, since he was close to the cabinet.

However my plan didn't go exactly as I thought.

I slid right into his arms, instead of my height pushing him down to a fall. He caught me by my sides, and as he does I unconsciously put my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist since I didn't want to fall.

How come he didn't fall under my weight? My plan was perfect!

I know I'm not heavy but I'm not that light!

As soon as I test the ground with one of my foot I start to let go of him limb by limb. I'm embarrassed, but I'm more disappointed about the situation. Of course it turns immediately into full embarrassment as I realize that my brother is there… watching.

He says nothing, but his rage is a bit soothed probably due to the perplexity of seeing his brother wrapped up in someone. If he wasn't so mad at me he would've probably killed the idiot for me.

"Let's go.", my brother says.

Again I'm filled with panic as I follow my brother with the blond moron right behind me.

Here, kitty, kitty.

My review cat is beckoning.

Please review.