Searching For A Black And White Paradise.
FireflyNightlight
A Naruto Fanfiction.
Naruto x Sasuke x Naruto.
Angst/Drama/Romance.
Alternative Universe.
Chapter Warning: Swearing
I do not own Nauro- the Anime, Manga or characters. Only the plot and the following writing am I able to hold to my name.
Note: I'm looking for a BETA. Please send me a message if you're interested.
Note 02: The grammer and spelling in this chapter is horrid because my spell check broke down. So i'm left with the draft copy. Sorry..
Chapter One:
In Which A Puzzle Peice Fits
How much do we actually rely on the colours we see? It's near impossible to imagine what the world would be like in grey. Most of us don't have to worry about it though, we take colours for granted- not seeing the affect they have on our life.
As babies, we are told apart by colours. Girls are normally dressed in cute little pink dresses, while boys in blue shorts and tops. Even before we are able to pronounce names like Tinky-Winky, La-La and the other Teletubbies- we would of just known them as the colours. Purple, Green, Yellow and Red. A favourite colour for a child is development- every child has a favourite colour. If put into a room with soft toys- all the same kind, shape, size- but different colours. A child would automatically reach for the one with the most appealing colouring.
But what if everything was grey. The 'Rainbow Song' (Red and Yellow and Pink and Green, Purple and Orange and Blue) would make no sence. And you wouldn't be able to understand what any of it means. If Red means love- what does that mean for someone who can only see grey? Is their life filled with a love-less sorrow? Everything would be like a black and white movie- no life, no excitement- just the same things over and over again.
Could you live like that?
-- -….The Ocean Is Grey…. --
His shoes scuffed the ground in annoyance as he silently made his way into the main building- or the building at the front of the school (it was the biggest so he guessed it to be the main one). He'd recieved a few wary stares as he made his way through the forming crowds. Whipers, oh how he hated them. If they had something to say they should either say it to his face or just not say anything at all.
It was almost as if they believed that he was completly obvious to their small talk- with him the main subject. He was use to this though, not meaning that he liked it any better than when he first witnessed people whispering. His face set into a scowl he clung to the shadows as if they were a life line- kept his head down and avoided any type of human contact. The episode with the spikey haired teenager eariler that morning was enough talking for the rest of the day. And with the attitude he'd recieved by the sleepy teen- he cartainly didn't want to meet anyone else- not that he would of anyway.
Sasuke made a beeline to the front office- which was clearly labled by a large sign, (that reminded Sasuke of one of the neon signs they placed outside bars and strip clubs) with 'Student Office' printed in big bold letters. Upon opening the door he was somewhat suprised to see a few ladies walking around- drinking coffee or sorting out piles of paper. He honestly didn't know how teachers could get up so earily and go strait to work.
"Oh, hello here. How can I help you?" The voice made Saskue turn his head slightly to the side and give the elderly lady a blank, bored look. He didn't want to be here, and he was going to make sure that everyone knew that.
"Uicha Sasuke. My brother told me to come here and pick up my timetable and whatever else I need."
The lady appeared shocked at the tone and attitude of the teenage boy, but quickly nodded her head smartly and went to the back. Returning with a booklet of papers and handing them over to the dark haired teenager.
"You're timetable is on the front- it's pretty self explainatory. The number and letter in the top right hand corner is your class number. There are 5 blocks, each of them are cornated by colours. Block 1 is blue, 2 is red, 3 is green, 4 is orange and five is yellow. The letter is the class that you're in. Each block has 20 classes, and it's all set out alphebetically starting from the south end of the block- downstairs. On the left hand corner is your teacher code for the class, and the subject is in the bold print in the middle.
"It's quiet easy once you get use to it. You're roommate will be your partner and you have many of the same classes together- it's easier to manage the dorms like that. So if you have any questions come here and ask or ask your roommate who is also assigned to stay with you for today and help you get use to the school. The other files are just some school rules and policies and a note that you can send home.
"I hope that you enjoy your time here, and please, if you have any questions- don't hesitate to ask. This is a safe enviroment and I hope you enjoy your stay." The way she spoke reminded Sasuke of a robot, or a tape player. A message that had beeen memorised and replayed over and over again. Even without a goodbye he was out the door. A bit disgruntled at how the school was set out. It didn't exactly help him much.
On his way back to the dorm he was stopped by the spikey haired teenager yet again. Atleast he seemed to be more awake and was wearing just simple loose leans and a loose T-shirt. A bag was flung carelessly over his shoulder. Upon seeing the dark-eyed boy Naruto let out a low growl, causing Sasuke to raise a eye brow in question.
"Who let the dog out of the cage?" asked Sasuke, a taunting tone to his voice as he refered to the other characters growl.
"Shut the hell up you bastard! First you wake me up at god knowns what hour. Then you declare that you're moving in without a warning. THEN I find out that i'm your fuckin' partner and I'm stuck with your up-myself attitude for the next 24 hours- and probably even longer, and- to top it all off- You're just a complete ass!"
The commotion had caused a few people to stop what they were doing to stare at the fuming Naruto, and what seemed like a fustrated Sasuke, or 'The-New-Hunk' as many of the students called him since his name was still a mystery. To make his point Naruto just dug his feet into the gravel ground- not exactly a happy camper.
"Would you shut up!? You're making much a commotion!" Sasuke whispered harshly. Having so many people stare at him caused him to become nervous and feel slightly jittery. Without another work Sasuke turned on his heel, knowing he needed to get away from the looks. As he walked away they seemed to bore into his body, making a sudden swollen feeling erupt within his stomach, making Sasuke feel ill. He marched up to the dorm, he could hear Naruto yelling abuse and following the 'Bastard' angrly.
Finding the door ajar just slightly Sasuke automatically sat down on the bed that was neatly tucked in, his disgarded bags lying down by his feet. His breath came in ragged gasps and he could feel his body heat radating off him. He hated, beyond anything people looking at him. It was okay if it was just a few people, but a big crowd- and when he was the centre of attention. He just couldn't stand the stares. That was why he perfered to stay away from crowds to hide away. He disliked being noticed, just staying quiet and having people not know you exist- it was soothing to the teenager. It was just the way he was.
Naruto stormed in only seconds after. He looked vivid- breath coming in angry gasps, much like the sound a bull makes before it's going to charge. "What the hell was that all about!? I go out there to go find you and you just storm off. You're certainly making a great first impression on this school arn't you!?"
Sasuke succided in blocking out the teenagers voice. His beath had returned back to normal. He hadn't had such an attack like that for awhile. Although he knew that it was caused from hidden memories he refused to show the Naruto-kid his weakness.
"Are you even listening to me!? Sheesh! I'm only trying to help and here you are thinking you're the centre of the whole fuckin' world or something! Well let me tell you something; not everything revolves around you. I don't care if you're rich or came from one of those prissy private schools in the big city. If you want to atleast live here you have to learn some manners or else you're going to get into so much shit with the wrong people!"
"I honestly don't care. Just stay out of my buisness. I can look after myself." He certainly wasn't expecting that responce, he atleast thought Sasuke would heed his warning, but he just threw it back at his face. He was more of a bastard than he thought.
"Fine, but if you get you're face beaten to a pulp don't come crawling to me!" Stubbornly Naruto crossed his arms over his chest. He knew that even if he hated this guy with passion he knew that he atleast had to deal with him for the next lot of school hours- since it was up to him to help him out. No matter how much he disliked the idea.
Sasuke just nodded his head in responce and picked up a small bag down by his feet. He exited the room even before Naruto had time to compehend that he was gone. Face growling into a scowl he grudly followed the teenager. As long as he kept Sasuke in eyeshot he was doing his job of making sure the dark haired boy didn't get lost. That didn't mean he actually had to make casual convosation- just mairly point out the rooms, blocks and whetever else.
He just pratically slided behind Sasuke- his face set in a annoyed tone, hands in pockets and body hunched over. His posture suggested that he really didn;t want to be in the suituation that he currently was in. By now the students that had eariler been crowding the school grounds had lessened. The first school bell was going to ring thus they quickly got to their classes before the bell in fear of being called out for being even a second late.
Away from the view of the school was the direction Sasuke was walking and Naruto finally looked up in confusion. The school buildings were all behind them as they walked across the grass over to where a few trees stood with a small river, somewhat surrounding the school.
"Where exactly are you going?" Naruto dared to ask.
Although he was not satasified with a answer. Upon reaching the creak- Sasuke sat down on the edge of the bank and placed his bag infront of him before he began sifting through it.
"Answer me you bastard!" growled the other teenager as he stood behing the pale skinned boy. Yet, he was still not replied. Stomping his feet in anger he sat down next to the raven haired boy who after a few moments withdrew a pouch (Park Drive, Orange) and a pre-rolled smoke from within it. Dusting off some stray tabacco he let the cancer stick and took a long, deserving drag.
Naruto atuomatically advertied his eyes. Smoking, in his opion was a disgusting habit. He- like many teenagers had tried up, but ended up coughing so much that he thought his lungs were going to collapse. "Smoking's bad for you, you know." He muttered.
Half drag, Sasuke just cast him a side ways glance before returning his gaze to the river. "I don't care. I've had many lectures in my life about not smoking, and just because you say an overused line doesn't mean i'm going to even think about quitting. Don't mention it again." He hated it when people picked on his smoking habbit. He smoked because he wanted to. He had his reasons. In truth, if he went without a cancer-stick for too long, he believed he would honestly go insane. And he never saw a valid reason to quit.
"Geez, no need to get so grouchy about it. I was only voicing my opion, not tha-"
"I honestly don't care. Shut up or go away."
"I would if I could, trust me." Was the angry reply from Naruto as he absently played with a stone lying down by shoe as he waited for Sasuke to finish his smoke. "You know that if you get caught smoking, you're going to be in shit." Atleast give him a warning.
"Which is exactly why i'm not going to get caught."
Naruto just huffed in reply. He honestly didn't know how he was going to survive a whole year of living with this bastard. He so up-himself, and didn't seem to care about anything other than himself. The total opposite to the boy sitting next to the vampire-wanna-be.
His life wasn't all sunshine, but he didn't go away with an attitude screaming; "I hate the world and everything within it!" He just held his head up high and got on with his life. Seeing the glass as half full. And anyway, with having to try and get good grades so he could get into college, he didn't have time to ponder on how upset his life was. And he knew that there were people out there with worse suituations than his.
A souch next to him broke Naruto out of his thoughts. Sasuke was throwing the butt into the river as Naruto stood up, dusting the leaves and dirt off his clothes. With a sigh he walked next to Sasuke as they headed towards the buildings. Amazingly, he was taking the lead and Sasuke was following in a bored tone- probably knowing that there was nothing else he could do, and he might as well learn his way around the school.
Only a few late students roamed the school grounds as they walked up to the blocks that held the class rooms. Each block had been painted a certain colour, and that in Naruto's opion was the easiest way to tell the blocks apart.
He stopped infront of Block 1, a light blue colour. He turned his head to Sasuke who seemed to be looking out in his own little world. "This is block One," he spoke, smirking as he saw Sasuke's eyes scan over it in a bored tone, "as you can obviously see, this block is Blue, and i'm sure the lady in the office explained that each block held 20 class rooms. So, yeah... "
Sasuke just frowned, not wanting to sound weak, or helpless he just shut his mouth, refusing to say anything. The block infront of his, Blue- that's what Naruto called it. But as Sasuke's dark eyes glazed over the cement walls, all he saw was a pale shade of Grey. In face, everything he saw was a shade of grey.
A condition that he'd lived with since he was a child. It normally didn't pose a threat to his every day life, but in times like these, he was confused. How the hell was he suppose to tell the blocks apart!? They were grey! Just thinking about this made the said teenager fustrated, fists clenched tightly. Times like these, he wished he was a normal teenager. Not living his life like a Grey movie. Not very many people knew of his condition, and he hoped to keep it that way. He didn't want pity. Pity was for weaklings. And he would never be weak.
Naruto continued to show him around, telling him everything there was to know. Although after the first five minutes, Sasuke tuned out Naruto's voice and was once again lost within his own head.
He looked at the surroundings all of them grey. The boy infront of him- spiky grey hair, grey skin, big grey eyes, grey clothes, grey bag and grey shoes. It was almost as if none of it was real. And at times he would honestly think that maybe none of this is real. But he knew that fate just hated him. Someone higher up hated him for some reason. And he certainly got what he (thought) he deserved.
His dreams, sometimes they were in colour, just flickers. But then, moments later when he was awoken- he would forget. And grey would meet his eyes. He'd been to many doctors to try and get his eyes fixed. He'd had two operations but nothing was succesful. He was forced to live a loney, emotionless, bland life. And he wasn't one to make the most of it.
He found it impossible to make the most of a grey world. Colours are what use to bring life to the world, and now- without life.. It was dead.
Just like him.
-- -….The Hate Is Grey…. --