Kaira-chan: I'd like to take this time to thank Sadistic Demon, who asked me to update. With out her ((I'm assuming you're a she, sorry if I'm wrong...)), it would've been a much longer wait until I updated
Dark Kaira: Because this moron has too many stories going on, and because of that, she never knows which one to work on _
Kaira-chan: hehe ^-^;; True....
Naruto: So...am I in this chapter?
Kaira-chan: Probably not...though you might be *Shrugs*
Naruto: ...I feel the love *Rolls eyes*
Kaira-chan: Just say the disclaimer!
Naruto: Right. Kaira-chan doesn't own me...
Kaira-chan: .... Naruto....
Naruto: What?! It says right here that Kaira-chan doesn't own Naruto **Is pointing to a cue card** and since I'm Naruto, I figured what's the point of speaking in third person?
Kaira-chan: u.u *Glomps him anyways*
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Sasuke walked into Naruto's bedroom. That was as good a place as any to start. He told himself that he wouldn't go in the kitchen, he didn't want to go in the kitchen. That's what he told himself. Not like he believed it.
He sat on Naruto's bed. It was hard, and worn, probably ancient. He thought for a moment, before getting up again and lifting the mattress.
There he found some rolled up bills. He sweatdropped. He figured Naruto had more creativity then to put his money under the mattress, like so many other people did. He dropped the mattress, not finding anything else.
He tucked the sheets under the mattress, making Naruto's bed. He'd be screwed if Naruto came home to the person who said he'd be cleaning, snooping around, without any cleaning done what-so-ever.
He lifted the pillow, to put the blanket under, and saw an orange book, with gold writing. It spelt out Uzumaki. Sasuke flipped it open. Inside was writing, very big, and very mess, like a child had wrote it.
October 10th, 5 AF ((Ok, I have NO idea what year thing they go by, so AF means After Fox, ok? That makes Naruto about 5))
Hey. It's my birthday! Incase you couldn't tell. Hehe. I just found this in one of the rooms in the back of the house. Isn't it great? I live alone, but that's ok. People don't seem to like me, but when I start school, I know I'll get lots of friends. I'm starting school real soon. It's going to be so much fun.
And I'll write in you every day, or try to at least ^-^ Well, I'm going now. I'm tired. Uzumaki Naruto, ninja extrodinare ((Spl? Anyone?)), and future Hokage, signing off.
Sasuke looked at the book, before smirking. So Naruto kept a journal. This would make easier. He'd just flip to the back of the book, or the last pages that were written on, and he'd find out what was up with his fellow team mate.
He flipped through the book, his eyes scanning the paper quickly. He noticed at Naruto's writing slowly got smaller and neater.
As he was skimming, something caught his eye. He stopped to read it.
February 14th, 8 AF.
It's Valentines Day. Do I care? No. What's the point of this stupid holiday? I mean, all you do if hand out chocolates to everyone in the class. No big deal. I mean, everyone gets one. I got lots. The most in the class. More then even that Sasuke kid. He's so happy, and all the girls like him. I don't know why.
I mean. Just because he's good looking, and athletic. I'm athletic too, right? And good looking too.
Yeah. I got tons of chocolate. Lots from Sakura-chan, and Ino, and even that Hinata girl. She's weird, but that's besides the point. Everyone gave me chocolate. None to that Sasuke kid. Oh! Who the hell am I kidding. I got nothing! Nothing at all! Well, I shouldn't say that. Hinata really did give me one. But she ran off before I could get over my shock and thank her. And that Sasuke kid, he got tons of chocolate.
I mean, tons of it! Every girl in the class gave his a mountain of it. And some guys too, asking if they could hang out with him. He excepted it all with a smile, and laughed, and began eating it.
And there I was, with my one little chocolate heart from Hinata, not even nibbling it.
Sasuke blinked. Him? Smile and laugh? He looked at the date, then smirked. Oh, it was before his parents had died. Before that damned brother of his killed everyone. He felt sorry for Naruto, but kept on skimming through the pages. The spaces between when he wrote were getting further and further apart.
One entry he noticed was only a few lines long. The one that followed was just as short.
July 23rd, 8 AF
You know that kid, Sasuke who I'm always complaining about? His parents died today, they were slaughtered this morning, but he still came to school. Yeah, I'm writing in class right now.
Now that he's like me, maybe I'll finally get a friend? I think I'm going to talk to him at break. ((Yeah, that's right people. I'm cruel enough to kill Sasuke's clan on his birthday ^-^;;))
Later today
I CAN'T BELIEVE HOW UN...WORDABLE ((Hey, It's Naruto's book. He can make up words if he wants ^-^;;)) SELFISH AND STUCK UP THAT KID IS!! I went to speak to him, and do you know what he did? He growled at me! Jerk.
Sasuke thought back. That was the day his parents had died. He didn't really remember a lot of it. Just that he had gone to school, but hadn't really paid attention. And that everyone was trying to feel sorry for him. Try to understand what he was feeling, though they never could.
Then he remembered part of it.
"Hi, Sasuke?" Sasuke looked up, to see the villages number one loud mouth standing over him. He was leaning against a tree.
He barely noticed how the usually energetic student was unusually solemn.
"Mind if I sit?" Naruto asked. Sasuke didn't say anything, so Naruto sat beside him. "I heard about your parents. I know it's hard, but if you need any pointers on living alone I'm you're ma -" Naruto stopped whatever he was going to say, when Sasuke turned at him sharply, growling deeply.
"Fine! Be that way!" Naruto yelled, then got up, to go sit on a swing a few trees away.
Sasuke groaned. He had completely forgot that day that Naruto lived on his own. He wondered if things would've been different if he would've accepted Naruto's help. He shrugged it off. This was a mission, he couldn't get distracted.
He noticed as he went on, some of the pages were dotted with brown spots. Dried blood. Not a lot, but enough to make Sasuke wonder.
He flipped to the last written page of the book. He felt really guilty about reading into Naruto's life like that, so he decided no more skimming.
He looked at the date printed on it. September 1st, 14 AF. He mentally calculated the dates in his mind. Today was the 13th. That was about the time then, that Naruto had stopped coming.
I'm getting so fed up. I thought I had finally proven myself to be a ninja. Not that - that thing that everyone mistakes me for. I'm 14! Fourteen years of living in this village, and they still cant distinct me from that killer.
I was training today. With Kakashi-sensei. Just us two, like we do every now and then. He made some comment. It was meant jokingly, I know that but it still hurt. I'm not going to say what it was. Maybe sometime later, when it doesn't bother me so much.
I laughed it off then. Then when I was coming home, I ran into a women. I think her son was killed by the fox. Maybe all her children. I don't know. I never really paid attention to that sort of stuff. The memorials always bored me. I tend to skip out on them. I mean, it is on my birthday after all. I usually go to the forest to train, or sit by the pond, the one I found along time ago, and watch the animals. The frogs, the foxes, the snakes and fish and snails.
Anyways, it doesn't really matter. I backed away, and apologized, but she just glared at me.
"Don't say things you don't mean boy," She growled. Yes I remember, I tend to remember things people say to me. I asked her what she meant and then she barked "Someone like you could never really feel sorry!"
I'm not going to show up for training tomorrow. I know Kakashi-sensei didn't mean it, but... naw, I don't feel like putting up with Sakura's motherly nagging, and Sasuke's "I'm so great" attitude.
Good Night.
Sasuke wondered what he was talking about. That killer? What was Naruto talking about? He closed the journal, and placed it back under the pillow.
He stood up, then looked around. Now he knew why Naruto hadn't been showing up, but now he was just curious. He had dug himself to deep, and couldn't back out now, even if he wanted to. Of course, he wouldn't admit it to himself.
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Kaira-chan: Heheh ^_^;; Well, here it is =P I hope you liked.
Dark Kaira: Very odd chapter O_o...
Kaira-chan: I know ^-^;; heheheh...
Naruto: O_o...I keep a journal... ??
Kaira-chan: Yes...
Naruto: I never -
Kaira-chan: You do now _
Naruto: Please review!
Kaira-chan: Oh!! And sorry if Sasuke is OOC. It's so hard to write his character like this O_o
~~~~~~~~~~REVIEW REPLIES~~~~~~~~~~~
Angelic Hoolagin:
Nope nope, constructive critisim gooood ^-^;; Yeah, I do need a beta, don't I?? ^-^;; Hehehehe, I'll start seeking one out.
WuffieLuver:
O_o;;... *Imagines a bald Sasuke* O_O!!! I'm sorry I didn't update sooner ^-^;; Too many other fics, heheeheh....
:D:
Yes, yes it does take A LOT of time, but oh well ^_^ You're all worth it. Ohh.,...a continue thingy in ever review ^-^ I feel lovvled.
rin-kin:
I think I'll leave the dreaded kitchen for last ^-^;; Hehehehe. Sorry I didn't update oh-so-soon....
Firedragon97:
Sorry for making you wait ^-^;; And thank you^_^
Fuzzys Girl:
Nope nope, you're going to have to wait a few more chapters to find out what's in the kitchen. Don't worry about it though too much, I really want to write the kitchen scene ^-^;;
Kami Beverly:
Yes, everyone wants to know what's in the kitchen, and you have to wait. Just like everyone else ^-^;; I'm so cruel.