Hey guys! Now, I know this chapter is extremely short and i don't particularly like it but I promise the next chapter will be up soon and will be awesome. It'll be great! So basically this is just preparation for that. I do want at least 3 reviews in order for me to post the next chapter and I know seeing how small this chapter is and how boring it probably will be I would really appreciate those three and hopefully more reviews! Anyways, thanks for reading and I'll work on the next chapter!
Summary:He wasn't one of them. He knew the truths of the world. He had lived this life before and somehow, he had escaped. He'd be damned if he once again got sucked into it. There was to much pain from the last time he chose that road, but, could he really let them go when they were inexperienced? They'd die before they got a chance to even shoot for the stars. And dammit, they weren't backing down now.
Warning: This is Sasunaru so it will be boyxboy, in later chapters at least! Don't like don't read!
Pairings: Well, definitely Sasunaru, most likely Neji/Gaara. Possible Lee/Sakura, Kiba/Hinata, Shikamaru/Temari, Ino/Choji and Itachi/Kyuubi. I'm not sure though.. Any suggestions?
Disclaimers: I do not own Naruto nor will I ever :(
The Habit
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Sitting on the steps to the school was a small blond. His back was leaning against the rough surface of the wall and his eyes were unfocused, staring up into the blue sky. He faintly heard a bell ring and the sounds of footsteps but he was so oblivious his mind didn't even give the sounds a second thought.
Between his two fingers was something that could get him into serious trouble. It was a cigarette. The tip was a bright red, burning away. Slowly, he lifted the sin stick to his lips and breath in, inhaling the killer smoke of his addiction. He held it for a few seconds, letting all the chemicals calm him before breathing out, the smoke rising up and before you knew it, the wind had stolen it away.
The smoke relaxed him, he decided. The poison that would kill his lungs was what gave him peace when his mind was at war. When he was about to explode from his dangerous thoughts wracking his brain and taking control of his body, it saved him. When he made a mistake and couldn't get away, it freed him. When he was so confused he didn't know what to do, where to turn to and who he could trust, it guided him. Smoking wasn't just his habit, it was his savior. It was the only way he could escape.
But sadly, it burned fast, too fast. It never lasted long enough and he refused to take another one. They were hard to get, him being underage and all.
He had wanted to leave the school, but something made him stay. He really didn't understand it, the feeling inside him. Maybe it was guilt, he had snuck out of the infirmary when Shizune left. Maybe she was worried.
So he just sat there, unmoving, with nothing else to do but wait.
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The lunch bell rang, signaling all students were free from their classes for forty minutes. Everyone rushed to the cafeteria, hoping to get something good before only slop was left to eat. The Chidori gang were first in line, of course, all students moving out of their way. If the teachers cared, they said nothing.
Sakura was going to visit Naruto after she ate but Shizune had left a note on the door saying for no one to enter unless they were actually injured. It was kind of weird for the normally kind women to deny someone entry to visit an injured friend, but thats what she was doing.
The group sat at their big table, all with trays full of food. Chatter was immediate and friendly, many conversations going on at once. Some people were even in two conversations at once while others just sat there listening to what their friends had to say. But when Kiba began to speak, he had everyones attention.
"I want to find Kitsune. I want to find out who he is exactly and I want to find out why he saved us." Everyone was looking at the dog-like boy but he had his head bowed so no one could see his conflicting emotions.
"What do you expect us to do Kiba. Go around town asking anyone and everyone if they're Kitsune? Really Kiba, are you that stupid!" Neji asked, his voice slightly harsh but he was just trying to get everyone to see the realistic side of things.
"Well, we most definitely can't do that, but I can't help but agree with Kiba, I'm curious about this Kitsune too." Temari admitted, her voice soft but sure.
"I'm sure were all curious about Kitsune, he did save us after all but how would we go about this? How could we find him again?" Tenten asked, looking around for any better suggestions.
"Well, we could narrow it down and look for suspicious people with blond hair and that are short. I mean seriously, there aren't many men that short. It wouldn't be that hard." Choji mumbled, pausing in his munching to speak.
"But maybe they don't come out often, or what if they're doing some underground shit?" Kankuro said, pointing out a possibility no one wanted to consider. They had to find their hero.
"Well, we won't know until we try. I say we give it a shot. Of course, we still need a better idea then looking around town. This isn't exactly a small village." Sasuke said, putting his two cent in as leader. Sure, his brother had told him to stay away from Kitsune but when did he ever listen to his brother anyways? Their advice was always about safety and stupid stuff like that. Who needs safety.
"There aren't many options for us." Shino said in a low voice and Hinata and Lee who were next to him jumped when he suddenly spoke. The boy was so quiet when he decided to voice his thoughts it made nearly everyone jump.
"I guess it's my turn to talk." Shikamaru mumbled, looking like he'd rather be anywhere other then there.
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The blond, tired of sitting and doing nothing decided to walk around and see who was out. The walk from the front of the school to the lunch area which was near the back was a long one, especially because he was going all the way around the school to get there from the outside. The gardens of the school were quite amazing though with varies flowers and plants that were well tended to.
When he finally got there he realized it was in fact lunch with all the students scattered around the tables and grass area. His eyes found a certain table that a certain gang was at, talking in quieter then normal voices and looking very secretive. His eyes caught on a red head at the table with the symbol of love on his forehead and silently he wondered why the boy was ignoring him. But, he realized, if the boy was ignoring him he would have at least showed some recognition when he saw him but instead, there was nothing. It was like Gaara had never even met him, but he had. They had been though so much together. He didn't even know what he could have done to make the older boy angry with him. They use to be so close, what had changed.
But it wasn't just the red head who looked like they didn't even know him. The girl with the four ponytails and the boy with the makeup didn't recognize him either. He had been close to both Temari and Kankuro as well, so close they were like an older brother and sister to him as well. So why did all of them not even look at him twice. He hadn't changed that much. They should have known him.
He had tried to ignore it earlier, thinking maybe they wanted to keep their reputation or something but after a couple days he realized it was more then that. It had to be. They would have said something. Heck, he would have preferred they yell at him rather then just not even notice him. It was weird.
He suspected many thing. They could have been attacked by a gang. Separated and alone they would be defenseless if they were outnumbered, and also the fact that neither Temari or Kankuro could previously fight, although by the looks of it, that had changed.
He missed Gaara, more then he would have liked to admit. When Gaara was with him, he wasn't so alone. And even when he coudn't tell the other boy what was wrong, he didn't need to because the redhead understood and took him how he got him. The redhead was his protecter. His protecter from himself and now, that protecter didn't even know who he was.
Hows that for an unjust world.
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Thirteen eyes, all of different colors were focused on him and the only thought in his mind was, 'how troublesome'. They seemed to comprehend what he was saying but some seemed a little unsure of the idea. It was smart, no doubt but it was dangerous. There were some big consequences involved if it failed but if it succeeded then they'd have themselves a Kitsune to question.
But, did the advantages weigh out consequences?
The answer to that might hold the key to one's life and death.
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