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Chapter Forty-Eight (My god, already?):
Can I be your memory? – Sugarcult, 'Memory'
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2:10
I spent the morning in Naruto's dorm, laying on his bed with books everywhere, I still don't risk being in Kimimaro's room and I explained to him kindly that I just didn't want him to die because of me (from the other side of the door) then suddenly backtracked and told him I'd rather he didn't die at all, but it would be about 1000 times worse if it was my fault.
Then he explained that my giving him the flu wouldn't do anything, but I don't believe him. So it was just me and Naruto, who doesn't do well under pressure. Especially test pressure.
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Monday 23/6/18
I hate being contagious, when do you know if your not contagious anymore?
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Tuesday 24/6/18
Lalala. We have to revise. And fast. Tests soon! I have a Human Mind essay to write in class on Aristotle or whoever on Thursday. Worryworryworry.
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Wednesday 25/6/18
Oh! And look! Do I see a Math exam on Friday, why yes, I do!
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Thursday 26/6/18
Ahoy there maties! Quick! On the Horizon! There be a mighty fine test, lads. Come Monday we'll be seein' a haul o' English test, boys, we'll eat books tonight!
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Friday 27/6/18
I HATE MATH. I am about 100.2 percent sure I failed that. And if I did, I will be insanely sad. Because I saw the hell of extra-credit assignments and holiday tests Naruto had to do, I WANT MY HOLIDAYS! Gah. Please, please, please just let me pass. I don't care if I get 51 this time! Just leeet me paaaasss! Grrr.
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Saturday 28/6/18
I have been staying away from Kimimaro all week for his own safety, but today he snapped. He knocked on my door and I sung. "Come iiinnn!" in a fat musical old lady voice, opening the door and bowing comically, then realized it was him and shut it.
"OHNO! YOU REALIZE WHAT YOU MIGHT HAVE JUST DONE? I COULD HAVE BREATHED ON YOU!" I scold insanely.
He sighs from the other side of the door. "Sora, even if I do get your flu it won't matter damnit! Now let me in!"
"No! if your in the room there's a good .65 percent chance I'll breathe in your general direction, followed by a 1.2.3922233111.1004883times 10 to the 5th percent chance that you might contract a cold that is found on every 62342.a.2332th molecule in the 343223.2-,"
"Sora shut up! Have you been studying math?"
"Yes."
"I thought you already had your exam."
"I'm trying to see how likely it is I'll fail."
"What's it on?"
"Indicis and percentages, mainly."
"Just let me in, I won't get sick, promise."
"How do you know! What about all those statistics I told you?"
"You made those up."
"No I didn't."
"Yes, you did."
"Nup. All true, strike me down if I lie."
"Well open the door so I can!"
"But I'm not lying!"
"Yes, you are. Now I have your novel here and I swear it'll end up in the sink if you don't let me in."
I sigh, and open the door, glaring. "Huh?"
He grins and steps in. "About time."
"Well I was worried, I mean, you sure you won't catch my flu and die?"
"Swear, scouts honour." He says solemnly. I have no idea what scouts honour is, but figure it must be important.
He surveys my room and raises his eyebrows, it's a mess, a big book covered paper mess. "Studying?"
"It's a messy business."
"Can I join? Naruto is vacuuming."
"Er, so?"
"He thinks nobody else will hear him sing when the vacuum is on."
I wince. "Ah… I see." And then shrug and motion to my bed. "If you can find a free spot, take it."
He nods, and then sighs and sits on a small patch of carpet and leans against my bed I laugh and belly-flop onto my papery bed, sending algebra sheets everywhere. "So how has your week been while I was in quarantine?"
"Uneventful. Relaxing... Quiet." He says.
I laugh. "God, what a miserable time it sounds like you had without me."
"Very." He says, not listening, already shifting through his folder full of notes.
"So what do you have to study for?"
"Everything, math, English, advanced English, extended math, med studies, ect, ect. All first year subjects plus others."
I wince. "You really need to ease up on the work."
He shrugs. "If I didn't work, what would I do?"
I think. "Have a life?"
He grins. "And we wouldn't want that now, would we?"
I sigh and go back to swimming in notes, slowly gathering them and deciding I should study for my next test instead of feel sad that I failed math.
After a long while, he stands and stretches, and then goes "Oh!" and digs around in his folders some more. "Before I forget…"
I sit up, tired from being off in study-land and rub my eyes. "Geh…"
He pulls out my two much abused diaries, I grab them back quickly, feeling somewhat very relieved to have them back. It was like I was gone while they were; it's stupid to love two books so much.
He looks at me differently. I can tell. I look up at him, feeling stupid for hugging two tattered books to me, he smiles faintly.
"Sorry."
"For what?"
"For kissing you."
I look away and shrug. "You didn't know."
"Where is he now, do you know?" He says, sitting down. I knew there would be a flood of questions.
"In Suna." I say.
He nods. "You miss him?"
"More then anything."
He seems slightly disappointed with this answer but nods. "Have you seen any of them since?"
"It was Shika and Sakura's wedding I went too."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"Good." And I suddenly realize he's become attached to people he hasn't even met, I laugh.
"One day you'll meet them." I tell him. "But don't say something weird like 'hey, remember that time you gave Sora a make-over? Oh, those were the good ol' days…' coz you'll creep Sakura out." I tell him.
He grins, and then continues with the interrogation, it goes on for a while until he pauses. I know a bad one is coming up and sigh. "Spit it out."
"Have you seen your mother since?"
"Since when?"
"Since she left."
"Just let me clear something up, I'm not a sad story, I'm quite a successful insane happy story, really. Besides a few major points, I am. Mum left because she had too, I really don't know why, and don't think I ever will. But she did, and now, I think, that I really can't blame her for it. I mean, that could be me one day. I could see me doing that, and I won't blame her when I don't know the circumstances."
He nods. "Are you going to go?"
I shake my head. "No, I want to, but Naruto told me, there's no point…" I sigh. "He's probably unimaginably successful and rich and has lots of beautiful sexy women serenading him all day."
"I think he'd still like to see you."
I shake my head. "It's not… I can't say it's not worth seeing him, because anything would be. But, I can't. Really, Naruto's logic works and adds up better then mine."
Kimimaro shakes his head. "I don't know, since I don't really know what Naruto said, he hasn't said it in his sleep, sure he isn't lying?"
I shake my head immediately. "No way, he would never do that."
"Well, I'd have thought that if it was such a big point, he would have mentioned it in his sleep-talking…"
"Maybe it's not a big point to him, just one to me." I defend him, Naruto wouldn't lie to me. I knew that for sure.
Kimimaro shrugged. "Probably…"
We spent the rest of the afternoon studying and quizzing each other on things that had no relevance to any test we'd ever be doing, but we did it anyway.
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