A/N: Ugh. Random drabble. Terribly fun to write, though. Sasunaru amuses me.
He was falling again. Lost his footing, tripped over his own feet.
You clumsy idiot.
Screw off, Sasuke.
There's a gash on his cheek and you can't seem to draw your eyes off of the slow but steady flow of blood that makes it's way down his forehead and into his eyes. He hisses and rubs at it.
You walk away again. Back into the classroom where the teacher waits for you. There are lots of faces and you know all of them but you don't at the same time. You don't know if you like that or not. It's always been that way.
You've never had a family. Never had a warm home. Never had a mother, a father, uncle, aunt, grandpa, grandma, cousin, sister and most certainly not a
(yes, yes I did)
brother.
--
You walk to your cold house and he is following you again. He's yelling at you to wait so you do, this one time.
Hey, you stupid jerk! I was calling your name for hours why didn't you stop!
(you don't care)
...fine, then. But we're not all that different, huh? I mean
(what do you want)
we have no family
(no brothers no brothers no brothers)
or anything, so I don't see why you're all high and mighty like you won the whole freaking world or something!
Why can't we be friends?
...because. You're
(my friend?)
an idiot.
He gapes at you. Outraged. He says something about not wanting to be friends
(wait, I'm sorry)
and storms off in the opposite direction. You know that from all the other times he's followed you that his house is on the way to yours.
He's so
(I'm sorry sorry sorry come back please)
stupid.
And it begins.