(THE POEM ON THE BOTTOM WAS WRITTEN BY ME, CHELSEA FORCE, PEOPLE MIGHT SAY IT IS ALSO ON AND IT IS BUT IT IS UNDER MY NAME! I JUST WANTED TO CLARIFY THAT)

I am so sorry for the yearlong wait but I am alive and well and here to continue the story. So without further ado here it is.

The next two periods, History and Algebra 2, went nearly the same. His name was called from the roll and students would turn in shock, confusion, and mostly disgust. Teachers would degrade him subtly and then act as if he were a shadow. He made it through those classes and was relieved that lunch was next. He walked down the hall and entered the cafeteria, making his way to the lunch line. Once there he got his lunch, although some portions were smaller then they were supposed to be, he searched for a table. He noticed Sasuke sitting at one with another kid that had long brown hair. He decided against sitting there and noticed another familiar face. The kid he ran into in the hall earlier that day. He was at a table by himself and Naruto thought it was the safest bet. He sat down across from the boy and stuck out his hand.

"Hi, I'm Naruto."

"I know, we have literature together."

Naruto rubbed the back of his neck and chuckled. "Sorry, I'm not very observant!"

The red head stared at Naruto blankly before returning to his packed lunch. Naruto started to eat his but couldn't ignore the fact that he didn't know the guy's name.

"Ummm….so I know I should know this but, whats your name?" Naruto looked up and so did the other. Naruto thought he was just going to ignore him and return eating so he spoke first, "Forget it, I shouldn't have even aske……"

"Gaara."

"What?" Naruto didn't hear the boy past his own ramblings.

"My name is Gaara." Gaara returned to his sandwich and Naruto smiled widely.

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"Explain." That was all Sasuke said and he knew it was all he needed to say to get Neji to talk.

"Yesterday, kinda late, Hinata said Hinabi needed a refill for her prescription and that she didn't want to bother any of the staff. She said it was only a 20 minute drive away and that she wanted me to accompany her. I had already went to sleep and after being woken so abruptly I refused. I shouldn't have, I know it was stupid, but I was tired and I had been yanked around all day, I just wan-."

"Neji! Focus, what happened to Hinata?" Neji took a wavering breath and continued his tale.

"She got everything she needed and got in the car. I heard she arrived there safe and sound. When she got in there she went up to the desk when a fucking homeless man walked in with a gun. There were about 7 people in the pharmacy and he started babbling about wanting drugs and no problems, no heroes. Some kid started to cry and the damn mom couldn't shut him up. The guy was stoned and he couldn't stand the noise. He turned to shoot the pair but Hinata and her sensitive heartstrings couldn't let him. She stood right in front of them and took it. The man was aiming for the kid's head; he was standing on his own and was about seven or eight, so the bullet hit her right in abdomen. She is in the hospital, in critical condition. If I was there I could have done something, could have stopped her…"

Sasuke shook his head. "Neji, even if you were there and if you did stop her she would never have forgiven you, for letting that kid die. She may be injured but she is happy and she wouldn't want it any other way."

Neji now had his head on the table, his bangs pooling against his face. "If you want I'll come with you after school to see her." He lifted his head and nodded his head, trying to wipe away the tears on his face subtly. He was looking up when he noticed the mob of blonde hair across the way.

"Whose the new kid?" Sasuke growled and turned to confirm his thoughts.

"Some poor kid, he is the kid of that murderer Uzumaki. And he looks like he is in the right company too." Unknown to Sasuke Negi glared at that last statement.

The lunch bell rang and Naruto was actually looking forward to his next class; Creative Writing. He was even more excited to learn that Gaara was in his class. He walked in and noticed, sadly, that Iruka was the teacher, only in a different classroom. Iruka once again called roll and Naruto was ready for the malice, ready for the anger, the pain, but he wasn't ready for the normality.

"Uzumaki Naruto?" Iruka looked up expectantly.

Naruto was shocked. He shook himself from his stupor and raised his hand and said here, although very weak.

Iruka smiled, checked him off and returned to his chair. Naruto stared ahead for a while and tilted his head to the side until Gaara cleared his throat. Naruto turned and Gaara passed him a piece of paper.

Prompt: Write about mistakes. That is all I am giving you so just go with anything that is in your head.

This is the prompt for the next week Naruto, any form of writing is allowed.

Naruto read the paper and then crumpled it up. The word 'Mistakes' was easy.

Repeating Our Mistakes

Here in the 21st century

We live in complete ease

Never fully aware

Of all the mistakes we leave

An auto correct or a backspace

A little white out here and there

The errors that we always make

Are never ours to bear

But the World has no such luck

They can't seem to get it right

We always end up in the dark

No matter how hard we fight

Mistakes go back to Prehistoric age

Years before our time

We may not notice all the pain

Or record all of the crimes

The first mistake of the world

Was made by Adam and Eve

Ripping the fruit from the branch

And hiding themselves with leaves

God was angered by their ignorance

And punished them severely

The pain that the World must suffer

Is now stated clearly

The next mistake in history

Was made by dictator of Rome

Befriending conniving Brutus

And inviting him into his home

Forty-four B.C. was the day

Of his tragic death

The day the ruler Caesar took

His final, gasping breath

Stabbed ruthlessly 23 times

Drowning in his blood

The Empire taking over

Like an overwhelming flood

The year was 1934

When Hitler came to reign

Hinting to his dreadful plan

Before his plans were made

Yet America stood unaware

Of the tragedy at hand

Sitting back and going slack

As Nazis took a stand

Society has also made

Mistakes that cant be erased

It has ignored the desperate pleas

Of the dying human race

It has murdered little children

Starving in the streets

Has turned the other cheek

When another kid is beat

It has placed the blame of a nation

On the shoulders of one man

It has persecuted people

For the blood on another's hand

Stereotypes and prejudice

Racism and hate

Not aware or ignoring

The pain that it creates

With all of these slow beatings

That fill people's hearts with dread

I hate to quote Hitler

But were ALL better off dead

By the time the bell rang he had finished and sadly passed it up to the front. Before Naruto could exit the classroom Iruka asked him to stay behind, and with hesitance, he did.