Title: The Toxin Lies In Your Own Hands
Authoress: BeuitifulDisgrace246
Summary: "Can't you feel my warmth seeping into your numb soul?" Naruto thought solemnly, wishing that he could squeeze his way into his comrade's heart because he knew. He knew if he could just reserve ONE little spot…it would suffice. AU SasuNaru Yaoi
Authors Note: Well I hope you all enjoyed the prologue and first chapter…because…this one HAS to be a whole lot better…because they were so bad…lol. It is strangely…uneventful around here…and it is making my writing skills sharper and my need for rambling less…maybe I should update another fic after this? Yep. Hope you enjoy the chapter! P.S.- ohmigosh I am SO sorry for updating so late! But I do actually have a good excuse. My computer got REALLY messed up by viruses and such which left me to have to hand write like…almost ALL of the chapter! All I have to say is my hand flipping HURTS! But…this is the first time I got the opportunity to post this…because ffn was giving me PROBLEMS and wouldn't even let me LOG IN! GRRR! Well…here it is FINALLY though….please do enjoy chickadees!
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto…and I can't remember who does. :wracks brain: nope…still can't remember. You can't rush things like this! It will come to me eventually…:sigh: Oh and I don't own Elmo…the Barbie song…(maybe I own my version though…LOL), or the song "Turn Me On Mr. Deadman" By: Union Underground. (BUT that song flippin ROX! I suggest all heavy fans to check it out…) (Bet your wondering what the heck is going to happen now…lol)
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The Toxin Lies In Your Own Hands
Created By: BeuitifulDisgrace246
Chapter Two: Unfamiliar Pain Glows More Brightly Than Happiness
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When do we really realize that our "spur of the moment" actions are really…right? When it's all over? Because…I keep having misgivings about the decision that I made…and I don't know if I can take not knowing anymore.
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When I told my father I would be taking his place, his eyes shown so unmistakably in defiance that I could have sworn even my shadow was scared stiff. But I wouldn't be weak. When you do things for the people you love, it is always worth it in the end…whether they even end up liking what you do or not.
I knew very well when I was staring my dad down that a worry of probably top priority on his mind was the military finding out about my birth gift. But he should also know that I am strong and wise enough, even at the age of fifteen to take on the responsibility. As noble as he is, he KNOWS that my sixteenth birthday will pass in time for me to rightfully take his place…with his consent of course.
His eyes changed just slightly in their display and I caught a flicker of…worry? Fear? Concern? Yes…all of these.
I will still wait for my father's decision…even though I already made up my mind on the matter. I WOULD be taking his place…and that was that. No matter what the consequences, no matter the risk, no matter what dark future may be awaiting me throughout my journey in the military, I WOULD be going…either sooner…or later.
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"Naruto Uzamaki!" My name rang out within the vicinity of the room, making the already pale walls take a turn for the worst. Every other name that had been previously called hadn't left me with this effect. Heh. I guess it has that effect when it's your name being called, hmmm?
Jitterbugs started jumping in my stomach…and I oddly DON'T REMEMBER LETTING THEM JUMP! Sighing I tried (and failed) to calm my nerves down a bit. I apprehensively started shuffling towards my destination.
Come on Naruto. Why are you so nervous?.! I thought you were all ready for this!
"UZAMAKI NARUTO! HERE'S YOUR UNIFORM WHICH WILL BE CLEANED EVERY MORNING AT 4:00 A.M. SHARP, MAGGOT!" A lovely uniform was thrust in my face. Nice.
"AND THESE ARE YOUR BEDCLOTHES THAT WILL BE WASHED AFTER YOUR DAILY TRAINING. LET'S SEE HOW NICE AND CLEAN THEY ARE AFTER 7 HOURS STRAIGHT OF TRAINING!" Another lovely piece of clothing was thrust in my face. Wait…7 HOURS OF TRAINING! How will-
"I'M PRETTY SURE YOU CAN FIND YOUR OTHER STUFF IN YOUR ROOM? THE ROOMS ARE ASSIGNED ALPHABETICALLY SO IN CASE YOU HAVEN'T FIRGURED IT OUT YET YOU GO IN THE ROOM WITH A "U" ON THE SIGN. OH AND IT'S NEAR THE END OF THE HALLWAY."
"OKAY GETITGOTITGOOD! SEE YOU AT 4:15 AM SHARP MAGGOT! Move, Move, MOVE!" Okay…how did I NOT hear him screaming at the other people when THEY were put through this torture on their poor eardrums?
I will never understand why these STUIPID military "higher-ups" are so damn ARROGANT! I can't help but be mentally FUMING after that little briefing. But I am the one that pledged I would serve in the war instead of my father. I won't give up that easily. "For I am Naruto Uzamaki! THE ULTIMATE SUPREME!"
I mentally struck a pose after I was done with my thoughts. Oh HELL no…
Or so I THOUGHT…
Obviously I had been careless enough to say and act my little excursion OUT LOUD.
"PANIC! PANIC! PANIC!" Rang through my ears when I realized what I had so STUPIDLY uttered. "I mean…uhm…Supremes are so cool…and…I wish I was one?…Yea! I wish I were one! Heh…heh…"
I scratched the back of my head, still receiving odd looks. The first chance I get I've got to remember to bang my head against a wall. No…cut that. Bang my head against a wall repeatedly.
U…U…U…Ah! I found it! Not like I didn't know it was near the end of the hallway…come on! It's the alphabet! I scowled at the captains' earlier comment about not knowing where "U" was in the alphabet.
There is so much turmoil going on in this hallway though…can I really fit through? I was lucky and was able to squeeze into the door…and also surprisingly managed without breaking anything. I was very eager to check out my new digs…and was no longer in any form for the word "eager" after I had grabbed a good look at it. I was actually positive after seeing my living quarters that my experience was going to be hell in every form of the word…
…Unless I decided to change that. And do you expect me, Naruto Uzamaki, to pass up an opportunity like this? No. No way in THIS hell that is.
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Well…maybe I didn't quite know what I was getting myself into.
First…there was dusky black hair and pitch-black eyes that seemed to roast like fire itself…then strong muscles below fair skin that also seemed to do something peculiar…shine in the light.
After watching him for only less than 15 seconds…to say the least he was very interesting. So far so good. The only member of my room I have "met" so far…and he seems okay! Good then. Better introduce myself to him.
"Ah, hey my name is Uzamaki Naruto…but everybody calls me Naruto. No need to get all proper!"
"Uchiha Sasuke."
The tone of his voice would make Elmo shiver. And unlike Elmo who would have, if in this situation, completely ignored it and said something along the lines of: "Let's be friends!" or "Let's go frolic through the flowers!"
I was not about to make nice with this little prick that had stiffly turned around with a shimmering of pale, eloquent skin. "You didn't have to tell me your name I already knew it the second I saw you. Hey arrogant bastard. So VERY NICE to meet you."
Sasuke's body turned around so painstakingly slow and eerily…I was beginning to wonder if I had been thrown into some horror movie where the unlucky one was about to get eaten. Was that a growl?.! Feisty little thing ain'tcha? Rawr.
"I only had to glance at you before I realized you would come up with something so repulsively stupid."
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I like my stay here already! I'm so excited that I'm suddenly inspired to write an extra long note to send back home about how delightful it is here!
(A/N: and if you couldn't tell…he was being sarcastic)
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I'm actually starting to envy computers and their ability to just press "delete" and not have to put up with any crap.
(Crap equals arrogant bastard)
OKAY BRAIN SHUT UP NOW! You're in bed…time to go to sleep…
I could still hear his even breathes above me as I fell into a peaceful slumber.
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Waking up at 3:30 A.M. is NOT fun. I repeat. NOT FUN!
The ONLY one who has given me any trouble this morning is THAT certain bastard. It seems that everyone else in my room is quite nice! Well…at least there's SOMETHING to be happy about…
Washing clothes at 3:45 A.M. is NOT fun. I repeat. NOT FUN!
Of course…when I wanted to wash my clothes…someone was blocking my way. SOMEONE NAMED ARROGANT BASTARD!
Why can't he just MOVE?.!
Going to the dining hall to eat breakfast at 3:55 A.M. is NOT fun. I repeat. NOT FUN!
OBVIOUSLY that BASTARD heard me talking to a nice guy named Inzuka Kiba in the lunch line about how much I ADORED ramen…and promptly stole the LAST one RIGHT before I could grab it. (But I am also wondering WHY the heck they HAVE ramen in an army training base…odd…)
Getting dressed and running about a mile to get outside before 4:15 A.M. is NOT fun. I repeat. NOT FUN!
And who was the ONLY one that beat me outside? Uchiha Sasuke. My worst nightmare.
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If only my brain would just SHUT UP about that stupid prick! It's almost time for my first obstacle course here. And whoop-de-FLIPPING-do if it isn't the PRICK himself that decided to be in my group! Didn't he read the sign? NO PRICKS ALLOWED!
Oh wait…there isn't one. Damnit. (But I severely advise for there to be a sign…)
FOCUS NARUTO, FOCUS! If there were a time for focus…it would be labeled as RIGHT now. First impressions are always the deepest after all.
Just because the prick brought along his little evil minions shouldn't perturb me at all. Nope! Not even their snickering and "whispers" about my appearance. I sighed and felt a headache coming on.
Vision becoming blurry…
Was that…Elmo?.!
OHMIGOD! Elmo's gotta gun! Sasuke must have taken Elmo's offer of friendship and Sasuke's bastard-ness rubbed off on him…resulting in insanity…
Okay…where the HELL did that come from?.!
I swear…that bastard is annoying me in more ways than one. I mean…can he look any more-
"ALRIGHT MAGGOTS!" The thundering voice of the captain scared the crap out of me. And with that sudden stench…I think someone literally got the crap scared out of him. Loser.
Okay now…if I am to survive this almost certain hell I must honestly respect my captain. (1)
Hmmm how many push-ups will he make us do I wonder…
"JUMP-UP AND GIVE ME FIFTY!"
Uhm…I don't know if this is completely appropriate to say this RIGHT now…but I'm guessing it's going to be hard respecting a lunatic.
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"YOU HEARD ME MAGGOTS! JUMP-UP AND GIVE ME FIFTY!"
Nocando oh capi-ton! My headache is making me feel like my head is on fire and I would like to be spreading the flame onto that little pricks body…and watch him ROAST in the flames! BUWAHHAHAHA!
But…I must obey your orders. I CANNOT forget where I am and what meaning my actions hold. Even though I haven't been drilled (not yet) on the matter I know I must become hardened. Not only physically, but mentally to be able to even have the abilities needed for combat that takes place on the battlefield.
41…42…43…44…45…46…47…48…49…50!
And not even a sweat broken! HAH! Bet I'm first done! All these guys might be "quite" strong but I'm macho baby!
Or…at least I THOUGHT so before I realized…
The bastard finished before me…
There he was just standing cross-armed with a look that just seemed to radiate: "I'm the best one here and if you think you're better than me you must be drop-dead RETARTED." Okay that's IT stupid prick!
It's time for you to run to mommy cause its about to come CRASHING down on your ass FOOL!
"WHAT IS THIS? GIRL SCOUT CAMP? DO YOU SEE ANY HEART SHAPED CRAFTS WITH LITTLE DOGGIES ON THEM? I SURE AS HELL DON'T! SO QUIT THE WHINING! UNLESS YOU MISS GIRL SCOUTS BECAUSE YOU HAD TO QUIT IT TO COME HERE. IF SO, THEN FEEL FREE TO WHINE ALL YOU WANT! MOVE IT MAGGOTS, MOVE IT!"
"AND YOU! SKIPPER AND THE GLARING MANIAC! GET STARTED ON THAT OBSTACLE COURSE RIGHT THERE. THE REST OF YOU MAGGOTS SHOULD HAVE BEEN DONE MINUTES AGO! GOOD LORD! QUIT THE WHINING BEFORE I PERSONALLY CUT OUT YOUR VOCHAL CHORDS. DON'T THINK I DON'T KNOW IT'S COMPLETELY POSSIBLE TO STILL FIGHT IN A WAR WITHOUT VOCHAL CHORDS!"
The second he motioned for me to get to the obstacle course, I was gone. I mean like GONE, gone. As in like a flash.
I had been beaten far too many times to be beaten again by that prick. One time was far too many. As he swished by me, I could have sworn I saw makeup on his fair skin. Well, his skin sure looked perfect enough…I guess it's the makeup then. Stupid girly guys. Blech.
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As far as the eye can see there is well…mud.
The whole obstacle course is in the air…the object of this certain obstacle course is to make your way across a horizontal rope while dangling above an immense amount of mud…not to mention you are about five or six feet above the ground.
And the best part is you have to start over if you fall.
Buwahahahahaha.
JERRKK! Taking the lead…but that's actually a good thing for once because I could find out the vulnerable spots in the rope as he tests it out. If anyone is going to fall, it will be him. Hah hah his pretty little face will be all dirty! Oh no! Whatever will he do? HAH HAH! Whoah!
Note to self: whilst dangling five or six feet in the air on a thin rope don't laugh like a complete lunatic. It is neither healthy nor safe.
Still watching the pricks every move ahead of me, I noticed a thin eyebrow rise in disbelief while a shaking rope detached itself from Sasuke's grasp.
New development: laughing like a complete lunatic whilst dangling five or six feet in the air by a thin rope…unhealthy and unsafe…but effective.
Oh no…I wasn't going to let the pricks current dazed state distract me from winning. But… a prick covered in mud (not just the dry kind either) in a dazed state would most definitely distract me from winning.
This calls for a song!
"I'm a Barbie girl! In an army training base! A life of bastard-ness it's fantastic! Mud all in my hair. Manliness not even there! I must be the ugliest girl in all of creation! HAH! HAH! HAH!"
And ten seconds later a second PLOP was heard as another body fell into the mud.
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And the PRICK WINS?.! Ugh. Stupid idiotic laughter. I somehow knew it would be the death of me! I need to be strong and fight the urges (to punch the pricks face in) to do anything other than what the captain tells me to do. This is the army and this is training to be in the WAR.
Definitely not something to be playing around with.
And there is no reason to be so childish. What would father say? I must bring honor not dishonor to my family. I have to simply forget about the prick FOREVER.
"Stop it with the look of pretend intelligence…we can all see through it baka. (2)"
Well…there goes a plan RIGHT down the drain!
"Yea prick and the makeup makes you look sooo good." I rolled my eyes to show him how utterly sarcastic that comment was.
"Bet you look even worse without it."
(That was a lie…he looks quite good actually…)
For some odd reason after I said that the Uchiha raised a delicate eyebrow for the second time that day.
"I don't wear makeup. Do you REALLY think I have enough time between 3:30 to 4:15 after making my bed, taking a shower, eating breakfast, brushing my teeth, and washing my clothes to put on MAKEUP? Oh…of course you would think that."
He paused to sigh. "It's so hard to forget someone as severely stupid as you. So unfortunately I am stuck remembering you. What a shame."
"Okay I am FED UP with you ALREADY! I just want to know. WHAT THE HELL DID I EVER DO TO YOU TO MAKE YOU BE SUCH A BASTARD TO ME?.!"
"You met me."
Somehow I don't believe him…
It must be the unfamiliar pain in his eyes.
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Approximately 1,050 "JUMP-UPS" more and I was BONE tired. Bone tired as in I could almost feel my bones screeching for me to stop using them. And….nope. Nocando! Your gunna have to hold out a little longer…only fifteen minutes left of a 7-hour day…
I can make it. I can make it…
But have you ever noticed how when your pushing your body to it's limits…that you happen to make THE funniest faces? Well…looking at a certain prick will CERTAINLY make you LAUGH OUT LOUD!
Well…I was before a: "MAGGOT! WHAT IS SO FUNNY?.! DO I NEED TO SEND YOU DO AN INSANE ASYLUM OR WHAT?.! JUST DO YOU FREAKING JUMP-UPS! THERE NOT THAT HARD YOU LITTLE WIMP! MR. "GLARES A LOT" OVER THERE JUST FINISHED AND YOUR NOT EVEN HALF WAY DONE! MOVE IT!"
My eyes widened in realization.
No.
Flipping.
Way.
SASUKE BASTARD WAS ALREADY DONE?.! Oh it's ON now!
(Must have been too caught up laughing to notice…)
And in less than a minute I had completed my final fifty "jump-ups" before promptly…
Passing out.
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Oh I am NOT happy about this. In NO way am I happy about what just occurred.
It just so happens that I seemed to have blacked out for a moment after pushing myself EXTREMELY over my limits…and because the prick was the only one done with his "jump-ups…"
He had to carry me to the infirmary.
I cannot BELIEVE that prick actually was TOUCHING me for more than five minutes. I just have to shiver thinking about it. And NOT in a good way either.
"I think I might have caught the bastard disease. I'm afraid for my life…what if I die without getting married…or before-."
"Shut. Up." Was a corner speaking to me? No…it was…LE GASP! How did I not realize that freaking prick was in the room! "No, you're the one that needs to shut up! Stupid prissy boy…"
Even though I was lying down on the infirmary bed with my back to the bastard, I could still feel his glare piercing through my skin.
"I suggest you stop using whatever medication you're on because it's making you incredibly stupid. Oh yea…that's right. The nurse said you don't take any medication. Whoops."
"WELL BEING STUIPD ISN'T AS BAD AS BEING-."
And I fainted.
Again.
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What IS it about that stupid prick that makes me so…riled up? Everyone else I have come in contact with has been at least civil to me!
Well…it's not like I'm getting special treatment or anything…he pretty much treats everyone else like complete trash too actually…
But that makes me wonder…
He must have had one heck of a childhood to be so heartless. Was it his parents? Maybe they didn't raise him right? Or maybe…he watched a murder at a tender age?
I am sad to say that I really don't know. But I guess that is what attracts me the most to him. He's there…yet he is ALWAYS so far away. Touching him in real life is nowhere NEAR touching him in his spirit.
The only person that is more intriguing to me right now than my training is him. I don't know why but I long to see past his defenses.
I think I would like what I see.
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It's almost like he's dead on the outside.
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Many thoughts have been intriguing me since the prick left about an hour ago. Unfortunately for me, I over stressed my muscles so tremendously that I can't even walk. But YES I WILL be going to my second day of training.
If I don't start keeping up with it now…that prick will get ahead of me! Don't want that now do we?
I'm not worried about anyone else in my squad. Sasuke and I are at the TOP of the entire training base! INCLUDING all the other squads! And there are what…fifteen of them?
But I'm STILL not satisfied with second best. I will NEVER be satisfied with that.
NEVER.
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I can already tell after today that this will be HARD! But I am NOT going to give up! I must serve for Japan!
I wonder whom we will be going to war against first?
I am almost positive that it will be China. Of course I don't know why and might never know. But you still have to follow any and ALL orders when you are in the army. That's an oath that you should NEVER break. And I'm not planning on it.
Well…all of this thinking is tiring. HEY I AM NOT STUPID! I just think thinking itself is useless at certain times. And a time has arisen where thinking is not needed in any way, shape, or form.
So I will proceed to listen to music…on my mp3 player. They really aren't allowed…but I bring mine EVERYWHERE I go. There is no leaving behind my music! ROCK/HEAVY METAL/ALTERNATIVE ALL THE WAY BABY!
Eh. I'll just choose a random song for now. I don't really have a specific song I am craving to listen to at the moment.
I proceeded to click the "random" button and a song started playing that I recognized the second the music started to pour through the speakers inserted in my ears.
Penetrate, Penetrate
All the simple minds
They adore, what a bore how they stand in line
Dilate, Dilate
What's my drug of choice?
It's okay when they pay they say I got the voice
Look at this the motherfucker is a millionaire
Realize it's a mask that you wear
Violate, Violate
Such a simple plan
Turn me on turn me on Mr. Deadman
Ah…how I love my music…
It is inhuman to be able to fall asleep to Union Underground…but I guess intense training for 7 hours straight and having a small lunch and no dinner could make it sound quite "relaxing"…and result in sleep.
I closed my eyes and blearily muttered the words:
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I guess I really wasn't supposed to fall asleep in the infirmary…but I wasn't thinking about that when I actually did.
If I was really planning on making it outside by 4:15 A.M. after sleeping in the infirmary which is a good at least five minute walk to my room…then I must have been crazy.
By the time I had finally sprung awake when a particularly LOUD song blared into my brain, it was already 4:06. And I had NOTHING done. What was the punishment for not being on time?…
Oh yea. Cleaning all the bathrooms with a toothbrush. Which was something I was NOT looking forward to doing in the near future. Finally realizing the severity of my current situation…I took five seconds to calm myself down and get ready for my upcoming task…
BEFORE RUNNING LIKE HECK TO MY ROOM AND PRAY TO GOD I MAKE IT OUTSIDE ON TIME!
Which resulted in me falling straight into the door. Wait…since when was the door soft?.! Or green?.!
The door suspiciously felt and looked like a person…
Oh wait…it IS a person.
Okay…I didn't embarrass myself too bad did I? I'll just apologize…and try to get my legs to work again…
But the growling sounds this certain person is making are oddly familiar…
Ohmifreakinggodnoway…
It's the prick.
And I am practically laying on him…and he has his arms around me…
:(ENTER MIND COMBUSTION HERE):
"WHAT THE HELL BASTARD! GET THE HELL OFF OF ME!"
Maybe I am well…slightly stupid…
Because I forgot that he was the only thing holding me up from falling…
And the second he moved away…
I fell flat on my face.
And to make things even better…
It is now 4:11 A.M.
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Just like I thought…scrubbing all the bathrooms with a toothbrush is NOT the most enjoyable way to spend your day. Whoever said guys' bathrooms were dirtier than girls' bathrooms was DEFINIETLY right.
How do I know? Well…let's just say I have had my fill of undesirable jobs in my job history.
"Penetrate, Penetrate all the simple minds. They adore, what a bore how they stand in line. Dilate, Dilate. What's my drug of choice? It's okay when they pay they say I got the voice. Look at this the motherfucker is a millionaire. Realize it's a mask that you wear. Violate, Violate. Such a simple plan…"
I found myself singing Union Underground as I worked. Which…really made it more enjoyable actually…
Soon I was so enthralled with singing that I didn't notice anyone come in the bathroom…or start staring at me like I was an alien…
"Turn me on turn me on MR. DEADMAN!" I continued dancing wildly around the bathroom as I worked…still unaware of the other presence in the room.
"YEAH! I WANT IT I NEED IT TO MAKE A MILLION! YEAH! I LOVE IT A FUCKIN ROCKSTAR!"
Ah…the song was boring me so I decided to go back to my favorite part. The way it's said in the song is SO awesome! Of course I don't come anywhere close to making it sound quite as cool…but…I still love trying…
"TURN ME ON TURN ME ON MR. DEADMAN!"
And that's when our eyes met.
Cerulean to onyx.
Onyx to Cerulean.
"Uhm…how long have you been…s-st-standing there?"
"Too long. I suggest that you get serious singing lessons…I wouldn't pay ONE dollar to go to one of your concerts. Before I came in I really thought that sound was an animal dying. Guess everything is okay in here then…"
I don't know how…but something in me…snapped when he said those words. I doubt he knows…because he never takes any time to get to know me…but my biggest dream is to be a rockstar. To spread my music to the world and be HEARD!
How can someone be so heartless…how can someone be such a…BASTARD!
I doubt he even saw it coming…but he definitely felt it after the pain registered in his brain. This moment…I believe I represented the animal and he represented the threat. When an animal feels threatened, it will lash out at the opposing force.
And I feel very threatened.
"My dream WILL BECOME REALITY BASTARD! JUST BECAUSE YOU DON'T HAVE FAITH IN ME DOESN'T ME I WON'T GIVE UP! YOU'LL SEE…WHEN EVEN YOU ARE TEMPTED TO BUY MY CD! HOW CAN SOMEONE BE…So…"
"Uncaring…you are like…dead…"
I was out of energy from my little rant and didn't care at the moment how frustrated the captain would be with me if I didn't finish the bathroom. I needed to get away from the thing that was causing the problem.
I needed to get away from the thing that was causing me this…indescribable pain that is swelling in my heart.
And from that swelling grows doubt…but it will NOT progress. I will NOT give up on my dream!
AND I won't give up on my country…
Japan. You are protected as long as I am here. Pursuing my dream will have to wait. I have to forget about…the prick…and not almost cry when I think about what he did to me…because right now I am working towards a safe Japan…but I will never forget what he did to me…
Never.
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I fled to the only sanctuary I knew in the training base…my room. By the time I was already there, I didn't even remember the journey there. It must have been my frequent thoughts of that…that…BASTARD and what he said to me…
The covers to my bed were within my grasp the second I was close enough to reach for them. My body was fully protected by the covers in less than a second…and my body was starting to shiver with oncoming sobs.
I can't cry here…what if someone finds me!And no longer had I thought of this possibility before I heard another person making noise in the room. I know everyone in the room…hopefully it's just someone getting something before they go to dinner? It is about time for it…
As LONG as it isn't the prick then I'll be okay…calm down Naruto…it can't possibly be him…I pretty much know where he is at all times when he's not with me…and he should most definitely be at dinner…
Zippppp!Okay…obviously someone was unzipping something…I wonder what?…
My curiosity was getting the best of me…so I decided that a little peek wouldn't hurt anyone would it?…
Move very precisely I moved my sheet over my eyes to see…
My breath hitched.
It was the BASTARD!
He was staring deeply at something…the way he is staring at it I'm guessing it is of great value to him…
I only caught a glimpse of red and yellow on a piece of fabric before he zipped his bag back up and storm out of the room with a determined look upon his face.
I wonder what the heck THAT was…I've never seen him look like that at ANYTHING before…whatever it is it must be of top importance to him…
Hmmm…
What fabric would hold importance to a normal person?…
A…flag?
Or…a blanket from childhood?
I don't know…
But I really wish I had the heart to go over there and snatch whatever it is and rip it up into a million pieces.
But I don't want to shatter him even more than he already is.
It's like treading in shattered glass in his mind…
I can tell.
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It was only twenty minutes later that the captain went searching for me. I had figured that he would coming soon…just not so soon…
"UZAMAKI NARUTO! GET YOUR ASS IN THIS BATHROOM BEFORE I MAKE YOUR PENALTY FOR NOT COMPLETING TODAY TWO WEEKS BATHROOM and CAFETERIA DUTY! NOT ONLY WILL YOU SMELL GAWD AWFUL BUT YOU WILL BE THAT MUCH FARTHER FROM BEATING MR. GLARES A LOT!"
Well if there isn't something to make you spring up and go running to find the captain!
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Okay…so one week isn't THAT bad…but I will be missing out on training time while I am cleaning! Today was the WORST day of all…well because the evil captains wanted the unlucky late people to have to take on that responsibility…and didn't clean all TWENTY-SIX bathrooms in months just waiting for their chance to cackle evilly when an unlucky soul (unlucky soul equals me) to become late one morning and have to clean the AWFUL mess.
It took ALL dang day to finish all the bathrooms! Well…it got easier as I went down the alphabet because certain letters don't have many last names. BUT IT WAS STILL FLIPPING HARD!
Everyone…including me should be asleep now…it is currently…
I glanced down at my watch. 1:47 A.M. But…somehow…I just CAN'T sleep…
But I should REALLY sleep. I don't want to look even more like a zombie than today tomorrow…I bet the prick was laughing about it behind my back…
HOW THE HECK DOES HIS FACE AND ALL THE REST OF HIM STAY SO PERFECT WHEN HE ONLY GETS ABOUT FOUR HOURS SLEEP?.!
I will never know.
Not like he would EVER tell me anyway…I'm sure after I slapped him he is out to get me now…depending on my knowledge of how much he hated me before that…he is probably out for some BLOOD.
Oh crap…what if I fall asleep…and he strangles me in my sleep?
It's the best time for a surprise attack…or for a murder…
Suddenly I was viciously aware of any kind of movement in the room…Sasuke could be preparing to kill me!
The look in his eyes…
The look in his eyes already looks like it has seen death. Such old age for such young eyes. But there is NO way that I care anymore. NO WAY THAT I EVEN WANT TO KNOW what he is like on the inside…
For all I care the incisions I made have been filled in completely. It's only been four days that I've known him…(well if you can call it "known") and I feel oddly connected to him in some way…I don't know…
But I do know that the unfamiliar pain I remember in his eyes will NOT go away without help.
And that help was but will no LONGER be me.
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(1)- In THIS certain fic...Captains are the only higher-up commanders in this certain training base. I think it is quite to confusing to go into all these different ranks and stuff...don't you?
(2)-baka is a Japanese word that roughly translates into English as idiot
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A/N: SORRY THIS TOOK SO INCREDIBLY LONG TO POST! This is SERIOUSLY the MOST I have EVER written for ONE chapter…it all just came…flowing out…SEVENTEEN pages on Microsoft word…GOOD LORD! I must be insane…but I'm sure that you all love it though! Lol. Again…sorry for the wait…I WILL try to put myself to work on getting the plot rollin! I MIGHT possibly update tomorrow or the next day…but I'm busy late tomorrow, Friday, and Saturday. So…unless I can write it out tomorrow and Thursday…you shouldn't expect an update TOO soon. Sorry about that!
Well…if you want a chapter THIS long…then it should take longer…because this took close to THREE WEEKS to complete…due to lack of a computer and having to hand write the majority of it. So…not sure how long it would take for typing…because I type WAY faster than I can hand write.
IMPORTANT! 1. I was wondering…what character from Naruto do you think the captain should be? All suggestions are welcome! 2. Do you think I should do either the next chapter or the chapter after it in Sasuke's POV? I think it would really work out some kinks in the plot. Please review and tell me your opinion!
Thanks so much happychica hope you still like the story…I can't PROMISE it will get better…but I am planning many things that will possibly make it better…sooo I REALLY hope you are still interested in it! SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG! LACK OF A COMPUTER IS NOT A GOOD ENOUGH EXCUSE! And as to shinigami69 I really hope you received my message…I guess we can't work out our differences and become friends…well if you are reading this…(which I doubt you are because you think It's crap…) I just want you to know that I really wish you the best of luck in life…and still hope we can become friends. But it doesn't look like it's going to happen any time soon…
So dear readers! What do you think? I honestly DON'T have ANY vague idea for once what you all will think…but…it would really help me update and LOVE to write this if I received some encouragement…(coughencouragementequalsreviewscough) So please do review with your opinion on this! IT WOULD HELP ME UPDATE SO MUCH QUICKER! So then readers! TNT Till Next Time!