hmm so my editing went to the crapper, i just decided i would look over my stories better before actually putting them up, i didnt like how my story looked after messign with the formating of it all. but anyways no one cares about that! here is chapter 9! :) I actually like this chapter, dont know why i jsut do lol. I hope you guys do aswell ! R&R
I woke up and stumbled down the stairs, I got no sleep the night before and stayed up all night playing Call of Duty Modern Warfare 2... It just came out, what was I expected to do sit and look at my un opened special edition game with night vision goggles gathering dust all night? Yeah right, I played till my eyes cried bullets I breathed out smoke bombs aanndd destroyed every little noob! A large smile was plastered on my sleep deprived face. Kisame was still in bed, taking in as much sleep as he could, he stayed up half the night as well. He went out before me though. Me and Zetsu stayed up till 6 playing live. It was now 8. I was to tired for breakfast so I just sat in a corner in the kitchen waiting for Kisame. Just as the final minute clicked and I was about to walk out the door, Kisame came falling down the stairs. I ran over to him scared to touch him worried I might touch something sore.
"Urggghhhhh... I'm staying home..."
I chuckled lightly. "See you after."
"Uhmm."
I got up and left the man crumpled at the bottom of the stairs. I trudged my way to school, I knew I'd be late but at this point I couldn't care. As I walked into math class I noticed a few kids sleeping, the ones who made sure they had the copy of the new game, even a few kids were missing. So it was a very slow day. Shika was passed out in his chair and Gaara was staring ahead probably sleeping with his eyes open. He always had darkened eyes so I couldn't tell a difference.
"COD?"
"Mmm, cover me I'm reloading."
"Target eliminated."
We smiled at each other. It was sad how obsessed the few of us were with these new games. I remember when Left 4 Dead came out. Half the school literally looked like zombies. It was amazing. I trudged into science class, Sai sat there looking as normal as ever. I waved to him as I walked in. It looked like Sasuke had his night filled with matches against Itachi. I sat down and Sai shoved a few drawings in front of me. I examined them, telling him the titles of his new work. We were finishing up our final prep work and notes before we do some experiments tomorrow. It was something to do with physics so we were dropping things and timing things and racing things. All that fun doo hicky crap.
"Why are so many people missing or look like they haven't slept in days?"
I shook my head. "Oh Sai, you're too cute. Modern Warfare 2 came out. It's one of the most amazing games that has come out, everyone who made sure they got a copy stayed up all night shooting people."
He nodded, looking a little envious I think. His dad was very strict. The bell rang and I left to put my stuff away and to get changed for soccer. After my mishap I've been practising hardcore. It's been about a month since then, nothing has happened though, so that was good. I had the guys watching my back more and Kabuto made sure he kept his distance after I punched him in the face and also left Tayuya unable to fight in 2 matches. Dumb skank. I ran out to the field, the whole team was there. Kiba replaced the second defence on the main team. Him, Neji, Naruto and Sasuke all had large bags under their eyes, clearly not well rested, even Temari was using the goal posts to stand up. Gai seemed to be over energized today so he felt like making us do laps and stretch before our match. We kept a slow pace as him and Lee raced around us.
"How stoked are you Kawako?"
"Huh?"
"Championship next Wednesday."
"Riight! It's going to be our 3 championship win in a row!"
"Believe it!"
"You're not going to get you ass kicked again right?"
"Tsh, she caught me on a bad day." I raised and flexed my arm. "Ima tank, they can't take me out again!"
"You're a tank of idiocy." Neji ran up commenting.
"You lie!"
A few of us chuckled and Gai blew the whistle to start the practise. We got to our places and begun. It was a very intense game even with half of us on 4 hours of sleep or less.
It was 5-5 and it was the final few minutes. We were sweating bullets and losing our lungs. Me and Tenten panted as we stared each other down. It was my ball and I needed a quick move. The whistle blew I bolted forward, I quickly took a left to get out of Tenten's way, Lee quickly took the ball from me in a silent swoop, I paused for a moment before I took notice and went after him, he got to Sakura before she swooped in kicking the ball away, Kiba took it quickly almost being caught by Sasuke when he kicked it up to Naruto. Me and him took it up to the goal, he was then swarmed by the two defence as Sasuke went at him from behind.
"Naruto! Behind you! Do it!"
He kicked the ball up and used his knee to send it over the players around him, I ran up and jumped headbutting the ball toward the net, too bad the ball wasn't high enough and I crushed my nose on the ball, I didn't think anything of it but I sure felt a sting. But sure enough not without having the ball slip by the new goalies fingertips into the net. I fell to my knees with a huge smile. Naruto ran up to me, I looked over, he had concern over his face.
"Kawako are you okay?"
"I just won. I'm fan-fucking-tastic."
I stood up, my head spun and I stepped back. I then noticed the liquid running down my face. I sprung my hand up to my nose and noticed the sharp pain and blood pooling down.
"I guess talent comes with prices."
Many other voices came running ahead asking if I was okay. The blood continued to run and I began to feel light headed. As I stumbled I brought my hand to who ever was closest.
"Shit.."
"Hey Kawako! What the hell did you do?"
"Shh! Your voice hurts me."
"Shut up bitch, come on I'll take you to the nurse."
I looked at the silver haired man with a raised eyebrow. Naruto looked like he wanted to rip his head off. The whole team gave a strange look. Did I forget to add, my team believes I have no other friends, not to think I'm best friends with the hottest, toughest group in the school.
"Hidan, I'm pretty sure you're not my mother."
"According to you brother, I kinda am, now let's go before I drag you."
"What is your problem buddy? How about you back off."
"How about you shut up you big mouth cock sucker!"
I slapped Hidan across the face. Glaring at him, I then scowled turned and walked off. He's a great guy, but he crosses the line just to many times. I took a few deep breaths and wiped the blood on my shirt. I looked like I killed something. I was heading toward the back of the school where the group was not standing for once. I took one more large breath in and sat against the wall in the shade. The bell rang about a minute ago and the field was almost empty. The last person stumbled into the doors and I decided to get to art. I stood up stretching, feeling my nose as I walked. I heard a sinistral laugh. I turned my head, my hand still on my nose.
"You can really keep your posture young Kawako."
"Stranger danger?"
"Ah hah hah. You have such talent, and you waste it with those fools."
"Oh Jashin. Please don't tell me I've developed some sort of disorder." I looked around for the voice, freaking out. "I've seen what personality orders do, they cause fighting with self, deceit, even god like criticism..."
"You really took a hit didn't you young Kawako."
The man stepped out from I'm not sure I was looking the other way. My eyes widen as somebody paler then Sai himself stared at me. His eyes were golden yellow and the most fascinatingly frightening eyes I have ever seen. I found myself gaping at them. He had a evil smile on his face as he chuckled to my reaction. I raised an eyebrow, I had a feeling I should know who he is and that it really is stranger danger.
"Who are you?"
"You don't recognize me, I'm appalled. Orochimaru, glad to make your acquittance."
He bowed gracefully. I gave him a sceptical look. Then remembering the bitch he sent off at me. I began to send as much hate as I could through my eyes.
"What do you want?"
"I wanted to apologize my dear, I heard about what Tayuya had done to you and felt so shameful."
I snorted a laugh, he was so full of shit.
"Please, to show you my sincerity, let me take you out for dinner tonight."
"I have plans..."
"Oh, well that's most unfortunate. I have reservations to the Dinner Hall at the east of town."
My mouth dropped as I thought of the delicious food I once ate there before my parents left for business. I thought for a moment, would it really be that bad if I went for one little dinner? It's not like I had big big plans, just COD date with Zetsu. I bit my lip in thought, the white man just stood calm and cool with the same smile on his face, the same intense gaze. I took a deep breath.
"I guess I don't see how one dinner could hurt."
"Excellent, I'll pick you up at 6 o'clock."
"I'll meet you at the main street. It's weird at my house and all..."
"I understand young Kawako."
He bowed once again and slithered out of sight. I finally took notice I was about 20 minutes late for class. I ran to my locker and grabbed my bag, pulling my bandanna over my face to cover the swollen nose. I quickly took a brush through my hair from the spare I left in my locker. I then bolted on the instant I shut my locker only to be crushed into another being. I felt my nose sting and ache all over again and I quickly removed the bandanna. Blood once again oozed, more slowly this time.
"For fuck sakes... Can this day get any worse? I'm not going to have a god damn nose soon enough."
I banged the locker with the side of my fist as I pulled myself up. I looked down to see Sasori sprawled on the floor. I reached my hand down and he looked at it with disgust as he pushed himself back up. I just shook my head and began to walk to the bathroom to wash up once again. Muttering curse words and unfriendly comments about the events that happened.
"Kawako!"
I glanced back to see Sasori a couple feet away. I gave him the same disgusted look and walked on.
"Maybe I should join that fucking team, maybe I'd get treated fucking better..."
I muttered as I slammed the girls bathroom door open. I washed my hands off and looked at myself in the mirror... I looked like utter shit. My eyes were bruised and turning red, my nose was purple and covered in dry blood. My shirt was drenched in blood and I even had dirt on my face. I pulled my hair back into a ponytail and turned the water on. Washing the blood off I stared at the pink liquid going down the drain. I was losing myself. One bad day and I'm losing it. Maybe I should just go live with mom and dad and start over, forgetting the people here. They seemed to be trouble after trouble. I took a deep breath as my eyes began to sting. I punched the wall breaking the small rectangular mirror in front of me. My knuckles cut open on the shards and blood dripped down. I rinsed my fist under the running water then wrapped it in my bandanna. I'll just wash it when I get home. I breathed in, I breath out. I clenched my eyes shut and opened them as I made my way out the bathroom. There was only 30 minutes of class left, but I might as well check for homework. I can't believe it was only Tuesday. I walked into class and I felt ever one stare. I don't blame them, I looked like a train wreck. I kept my gaze to the floor as I walked to the teachers desk. She was about to ask me something until she saw my condition. She nodded and handed me a booklet about some century or art and the history and the blah blah blah. I slammed down in my chair and shoved it in my bag as I set my head down.
"Kawako..."
The voice sounded so soft, I peeked up to see Deidara looking at me with such worry it almost made me cry. I forced as much of a smile I could. It didn't fool him. I gave up and just shook my head. He gave me a sympathetic smile and turned back to his work. I laid on my desk for the next 25 minutes. Not moving or even blinking as I stared at the clock above the door across the room. The bell rag and I sludge my way out of the class. Deidara beside me.
"Need to talk?"
"No."
"Need a hug?"
"No."
"Need something to drink?"
"Whiskey, with vodka to wash it down."
He patted me on the back.
"I'll come over Saturday for some drinks and gaming alright?"
I nodded and half smiled to him as I took a turn down a hallway to English. I sat down beside Kiba, resting my head on the desk once again.
"That was an amazing goal today, I couldn't believe how you manged that!"
I sat up and hugged the brunette boy beside me. "All of today people just ask if I'm okay or what happened. You complemented me on the goal I did all of this for. Kiba, I think I may love you."
He smiled a canine tooth sticking out over his lip. I giggled. The rest of the period went on with me and Kiba talking soccer and getting yelled at by Kakashi. The final bell rang and I trudged to my locker grabbing my homework and my clothes. I walked myself home, trying to avoid more people. I just wanted to sit and be non-existent for a while. I walked in the door to see Madara standing in the kitchen leaning on the counter. I sighed and cursed a fine line of colourful words.
"I thought you'd be happier to see me."
"I'm in no mood Madara."
I thought I only looked away for a blink to drop my bag, but he managed to be right in front of me his hand on my face. I gave him a 'I am not afraid to bite that hand off' look. He smiled and stroked the side of my face, moving his hand before I actually snapped for it. I snarled and pushed passed him.
"I heard about your goal today, that is most impressive. Leave it to you to stick your nose in the wrong business."
I ignored him as I opened the fridge to grab a bottle of water. Why, why does god hate me?... I took a long drink to finish half the bottle.
"I'm sorry Kawako."
"Just leave Madara, I have enough on my mind."
"I could help you forget."
"I could kick you really hard and start a whole system reset."
He looked down, pain covering his delicate features. He crimson eyes looking hurt and desperate. I bit my tongue really hard, I can't get sucked into this, this is not the day to be doing this.
"Madara look, I'm sorry but it's just not a good day, I've pretty much broken my nose twice in one day, miss my favourite class, have people remind me how bad I look and still I haven't been able to clean up. Plus the fact Hidan was being a complete prick. I'm losing my mind Madara, I just need to avoid people and things for a while."
I didn't even notice I was more just complaining to him more then explaining why he should leave. I found myself even clenching on his sleeve.
"Go have a shower, get into clean clothes. I'll make you a tea."
I made the mistake of looking into his crimson eyes, staring at my very confused soul. I gave in and retreated to the bathroom where I striped down and jumped in the sheering hot shower. It felt so amazing to finally get clean. After many, many moments I was out and dressed in a pair of black jeans and a white tank top. I had a black scarf on just for the fun of it as well. I came down to Madara smiling up at me, leaning in the kitchen once again. I gave in and smiled at the man, holding my steaming beverage. I grabbed the cup and sat down at the kitchen table. I sipped on the drink and watched the movement of the liquid. Madara stared at my eyes the whole time. I started to fidget from insecurity of his gaze.
"I still think you look amazing."
I felt the heat rush over my cheeks as I blushed. This was ridiculous, this shouldn't be happening. Thoughts and memories went through my head as I stared at my reflection in the tea. Madara continued to stay silent.
