Naruto Uzumaki, Odessa, Texas
Great I now have two people, Who hardly know by way, living in my guest room.
Another strange thing was that they refused two having separate rooms, and Ino Yamanaka, as I've been told, she changed her last name to get away from the press, has yet to say single thing to me, instead my former bully sister has resorted to just staring me like I'm some sort of alien species. [that is an actual possibility by the way]
The real estate agent had come by a few hours ago and we looked through her catalog, I found a few places I would like, and even got a few strange looks when I asked for places with a big screens, already their.
One however peaked my interest.
It was an old movie theater I remembered, flyer going around for a few years ago. It supposedly had this revolutionary screen in one of the viewing area's. the others were just standard projectors, but from reviews the revolutionary screen, made it whole new movie.
However they didn't make enough money to justify creating another, and the original owner died, only about a year ago, and his children just couldn't keep it running.
It was apparently were the owner and his wife originally lived, before they had children, so it wasn't on commercial land, and perfectly safe to live in.
It was cheap, considering it had three different viewing rooms, two bedrooms, a rather large kitchen and to or three other unspecified areas.
It was also prefinished, meaning I own whatever was still in the building when I by it.
I would be checking the place out, tomorrow. Now all that was left was to decide whether or not I was going to let my estranged Biological family members, stay or not.
Yeah this was going to take a while.
Ino Yamanaka, Odessa, Texas
Naruto had… changed I guess?
He wasn't scrawny, annoying, or even impolite… Yeah I'm pretty sure he's been replaced with an alien. You see when we were younger Naruto Uzumaki was, loud, brash, annoying, and you wouldn't have been able to make him stop wearing orange if you put a gun to his head.
His words not mine.
But now he was a bit taller than average, his old spiky sunny blonde hair seemed a bit dimmer and, droopy? I think that's the word… He was Polite if a bit sarcastic, and way too care free.
The way I remember he used to fail every class other than computer lab, mechanics, and math. I remembered watching him scream, in anxiety, pulling out his hair stress over just one test. Now it was probably close to Homecoming and he didn't even seemed worried about he tests that followed.
He used to worry about everything, I had never seen him sit still for more than a minute before jumping up checking to see if he had everything he needed, for an event two week from then.
Now his eyes didn't shine with mischievous intent either.
His once bright almost fluorescent blue eyes were cold and methodical, calculating shade of cobalt.
However I still found an entire cupboard filled with ramen so he couldn't have changed all the much.
Not that I could say much either, as I had changed as well.
I was just as brach and loud as naruto was back then.
Now I barely talked to anyone other than Jiraiya, though that was more the fault of the press than my own. I used to never wear hoodies, after all daddy like it when he could see me, no he wasn't a father. He was just another sick bastard in my unlucky life of tragedy.
Okay no more self pity, it's getting annoying.
Despite how well my brother was hiding it I could tell he was surprised to see me in a skirt… it either that or the fact I was trying to hide in the couch I sitting on, but it could be both to. I mean I could see why he was surprised when we were i younger I never would have hesitated to speak my mind, after all daddy like girl with a voice.
Stopping that thought I looked up to Jiraiya, literally not figuratively. he was unpacking a few of the necessities, like toothbrushes and clothes, however he wasn't unpacking anything big, ro hard to put pack. I could asume he to didn't expect we would be living with my brother long either.
"I told you it as a lost hope." I said confirming my new, to Naruto at least, cynical outlook. Sighing Jiraiya, looked at me, like I was some sort of mental case, which to some extent I was, didn't mean I like it though.
"He didn't say no, just to wait a week or so while he decides… and if he does end up saying no we can't really blame him either. I don't know about you but even when I was with him I wasn't exactly the best role model. I drank like a sailor back then, and a strip club was basicly my house." Each word seemed to weigh him down like an anchor, and by the end he seemed like runaway boat chained down by hundreds of anchors, all forged out of deep regret.
I didn't like seeing him this way however it seemed to be how he acted all the time now days, when he saw Naruto earlier today was the first time I had seen him smile for weeks.
My estranged brother really was the last straw in the metaphorical, hay bale that was out lives, although it was more like a cup than a hay bale as we didn't have many option in the first place. Despite all this I couldn't help but feel that I wouldn't be able to blame Naruto if he didn't allow us to live with him.
Now that I think of it wasn't today tuesday? why the hell was Naruto even at home? heck why did we believe he was home in the first place. Pushing these thoughts away I collapsed on the bed Jiraiya refused to take, as he laid on the ground next to me.
After all it was better to stay together than apart especially considering I was the only female present in our last apartment.
I have a feeling I've only glanced at the craziness that would occur soon.
Claire Bennet, Odessa, Texas
It had been a day, Since I jumped off of a gravel plant, and Naruto pulled a sword out of nowhere before casually twirling the blade while whistling a jaunty tune as he walked off.
He didn't show up in school, that day or the next either.
My mind was solely focused on this and not the fact Jackie Wilcox, had claimed to have run into the burning train when it was actually me… the bitch.
Zach on the other hand didn't seem all that worried, about Naruto although, he did seem to think I should reveal my super regenerative powers to the entire world.
I on the other hand didn't want to end up the poster girl for the freaks of america campaign, patent pending… god I love sarcasm.
So heading home I decided if my slightly estranged childhood friend didn't show up by the end of the week I would, be checking up on him if only to figure out where the hell he pulled his sword from.
Naruto Uzumaki, Odessa, Texas
Thinking about family troubles was giving me a headache, so I decided I should go out for a night on the town.
Besides clearing my head this served no real purpose, well until I ran into Noah, fucking , Bennet the crazed paper man.
Yeah, lady luck really wants me dead.
