Summary: Uhh, yeah... about that... there sorta isn't much of a plot...
Disclaimer: You know the drill
Warning: Not only is there no plot thought up before hand, today I just sat down after drinking at least one gallon of coffee and started typing, so really... if this turns out to be really crappy, blame the drugs, not me. BLAME THE DRUGS!... no, really. I'm alright... I think...
Chapter 10: Questionable sanity, ain't that fun?
Sasuke was deathly afraid of something. He feared it more than his brother's return, the horrible trauma-induced nightmares that he had been having since a young child, even...WETTING THE BED! (Doooooom)
This new phobia followed him everywhere he went, lurked at the corners of his mind, creeping up when he least expects it and then trying to feed cookies laced with drugs...um yeah... drugs...
The thing that Sasuke feared most was (dun dun dun) losing his sanity, and by god and the seven hells, he swore that those two imbeciles had driven him to the brink of insanity. Their names were like curses, and the very mention of them would send him running for the hills. Uzumaki Naruto and the demon witch Tsunade-baba.
They knew every little secret about him, every stupid thing he had done as a child, every mistake he made, every dislike and weakness he had. How they got this information, Sasuke didn't know, but damn it all, he was going to find out.
And so began his investigation...
Naruto giggled like an insane villain on crack. Thanks to that recent episode with Sasuke, he had all the blackmail material he needed. This was going to be fun...
Tsunade almost fell asleep during a meeting again. Damn, why are all these stupid people so friggin'' boring, not to mention the fact that she didn't get home till really late last night... or was that early this morning...she didn't even think she had any sleep. But hey, it was all worth it...now she could knock that Uchiha off his damn high-horse, it would be fun to see that Uchiha grovel before her feet, begging for her not to reveal his secrets to the world...She could see it now...Tsunade drifted of in her daydream and giggled at the most recent vision of the stoic boy trying to appease her
"YOU FIND MY PREDICAMENT ...FUNNY! INSENSITIVE WENCH!" shouted a random shinobi who was previously making a horrible and gruesome report of a mission that had ended terribly.
"Huh? oh, that... Um I wasn't even listening, sorry...uhhh."
"YOU'RE HORRIBLE!" the hysterical woman ran from the room and her sobs could be heard for at least 5 minutes after she left
"Aww, crap..."
Sasuke wasn't faring very well on his quest for answers. Not only was he being even more swamped with fan girls than ever before, they were now saying weird stuff about how he was drugged by Naruto and then he did some sort of pagan rite having to do with a garden gnome, a pair of thigh high stockings, and a ferret.
here were several problems with that theory, namely Naruto wouldn't know any pagan rites, let alone what the hell the word pagan meant, so that reason was screwed, although he was now sure that Naruto had played some part in this. Which reminded him, where the hell was that stupid gnome, Jassy, or Casper or what ever was that thing's name was. He hadn't seen it lately, and when he brought it up at breakfast this morning, Naruto ran out of the room crying, and saying something along the lines of. He was to young to die!" Now if that wasn't disturbing, I don't know what is.
"Hey! Sasuke-kuuuuun! Over here!" Damn, he hadn't noticed Sakura sneek up on him.
"Go away..."
"But... but ... I just wanted see...see how you were feeling.." Her eyes were filling with tears, man, he hated weepy females, they were so weak and annoying!
"I said go away" Sasuke said with more force.
"I...I HATE YOU!" she screamed and ran away. Now this affected the normally expressionless boy more than anyone could ever guess. Nobody had ever told him they hated him, except for the dobe, but Sasuke let him get away with it, so it really didn't matter. But his was one of his rabid fan girls, so the disappointment at losing her attention was inexplicably depressing, and he wanted a nap at home, and to feel loved by someone...preferably Naruto... Wait a second, was he really having these thoughts again? What the hell was wrong with him? Was he really turning into a fag? ...Well that would explain some things, like the male PMS and the great fashion sense. Sasuke didn't want to think about this right now, so he shrugged it off and started on his way home, wishing that he didn't have to use these damn crutches, they were starting to hurt.
'humph, might as well pick up some ramen for my idiot, seeing as how he will probably try and drag me out later for some anyways'
To be continued...
Rants: Sorry this took so friggin' long sighs not only have I had writers block for so long, barely anyone reviews...oh, well, I sort of understand, seeing as how this story sucks monkey butts. Well, if you want to, or if you are feeling sympathetic towards my pitifulness, will you please review, or you can just go and look at my other ones. I'm starting a new one called "Phobias" but it's just a heep of crap, but still, I crave feed back, it's the only thing that will help me get over my depression... not that anyone cares...sighs I'll just go shut up now...dies
