Authors notes:Lolz. Yay! Second chapter. I really don't have much to say other than my mom thinks I'm crazy now. She was looking over my shoulder the entire time I was editing this chapter and she actually said,"You're a pretty good writer... But you write about really weird shit." XD Oh, fandom. It does weird things to the way you think...

Warning:Characters are not mine. Yaoi. lemon in later chapters. Plenty of lovely language as well.

The next few days were completely boring. Nothing happened here. Nothing.

The only guys here were all freaks who never stopped studying and didn't even begin to know the meaning of 'having fun'. The one guy out of them who did seem to have some form of a life outside of studying was a total fag and kept hitting on me. After that I just stayed in my room.

Sure there was Orochimaru. He seemed to have something going on outside of studying but the guy still creeped me out too much for me to really want anything to do with him. I would have gotten over the rapist smile if it weren't for the fact that everyone I had run into around here said that wasn't how he normally acted. That freaked me out. A lot.

I mean it would be just kind of annoying if it was something the guy normally did, that's just the way he is or something like that, but ever since I figured out it was a weird thing for him I've been scared the guy was just gonna randomly show up and rape me or something. It's probably not necessary to say that I kept the door locked all day.

I honestly felt like I was going to go crazy. It wasn't safe to walk around the school. I couldn't leave the campus because I still had nothing but uniforms with me. At least I figured out that there were pants and not just girly short pants things. Anyways I was basically trapped in my dorm. Not a fun place to be when you're used to being around other people, like, constantly.

My dorm's pretty simple. It has these maroon walls that match the school colors and gray carpets, which I can guarantee will be ruined by the time I get out of here. Other than that the room's pretty simple. Bed, dresser, closet, desk. I even have a private bathroom connected to my dorm, which is convenient when you're hiding. I still have to leave for food and everything but the guy who works in the cafeteria and makes the food around here is nice enough to give me everything I need for the day so I only have to leave this room once a day.

I'm currently sitting on my bed, playing video games. I managed to sneak my PSP into my stuff when my parents weren't looking. It sucks though because I forgot to get the other games I have so I'm going to be stuck with the same boring game for the rest of the freaking year. Damn.

All of a sudden I hear my cell phone ringing. I really don't pay any attention to it at all because odds are it's my mom trying to make me not hate her and she's the last person I wanna talk to. Plus she's called me about twenty freaking times now. So I just ignore the phone ringing and continue with my game. God, why is the control acting so damn weird!

I guess being locked in a room for two days is making me crazy because it didn't occur to me that it wasn't the ring-tone that showed up when my mom called until the message thing was about to start. When I realized it was Tsunade I practically jumped off the bed and nearly fell face first on the floor. I grabbed the phone off of the desk and picked it up to hear an all too familiar voice say,"Hey Jiraiya. Heard you got sent to faggot school. So, what's it like wearing a uniform and living with a bunch of guys?" I could tell by her tone that she was completely making fun of me and enjoying every minute of it.

You see most people would hang up at that point. I didn't. I know it's completely pathetic but just having contact with someone normal and of the female persuasion was nice... even if they were making fun of me and my horrible luck.

I let out an indignant 'hmph' and said into the phone,"Don't you have something better to do than bitch at me? My life's already a living hell as it it." I could hear her laughing on the other side and just waited for her to calm down,"I'm sorry, Jiraiya. It's just too funny to not make fun of! So seriously, how the hell's it going?"

I told her about how my parents hadn't left me anything but a bunch of uniforms and how I was basically scared of leaving my room out of fear of being raped by some snake looking girly bastard. I mean, really, his room is right next to mine! It's fucking creepy...

She got a kick outta that one. "Jiraiya... You're a fucking idiot. Really. You're not gonna get rapped. I'm sure there are more attractive guys there than you, and besides it's a school for the love of god! Who the hell's that stupid to try something like that in a crowded private school! They frown on people just having long hair I'm pretty sure if he's not completely hating the place like you he's not gonna do anything. 'Sides the way you described him it sounds like you could easily pummel the guy to dust." I thought on that a moment, somewhat happy at the point I could probably win a physical fight, completely ignoring the fact she basically called me ugly. Then I remembered my mom and her bizarre strength. People didn't have to look strong to actually be strong. Damn. I just had no chance in hell did I?

It was nice talking to Tsunade... Even if she was a total bitch most of the time. She was really the only person I could think of as a close friend. Kinda sad once ya think about it...

Then she started to talk about how things were going for her. It was kinda depressing 'cuz she kept talking about how great the high school at home was and how she thought I'd love it there. Even if I did somehow magically persuade my parents into letting me come home I'd still be screwed because everyone around town knew that unless you were some awesome foreign kid you were basically shit outta luck if you missed the first weeks of being a freshman.

All of a sudden I hear something that sounds like a door in the background on her side of the line and Tsunade says a quick,"Oh shit! My parents are home. I'm not supposed to be using the phone. Gotta go." All I heard after that was the dial tone ringing in the receiver. Fuck. Now what am I supposed to do for the rest of the day? It's still only two in the afternoon!

I decide to go through some of my stuff, knowing all too well I'm not going to find anything that might cure my extreme, insanity inducing, boredom. I find... absolutely nothing. Great...

I start to get up when I notice something out of the corner of my eye. It looks like... money? Why do I have money? I never have money. Like, never...

I also notice a note in the same, slightly opened pocket and pull it out. It said, in my moms crappy ass handwriting,'Jiraiya... I'm sorry that you hate the idea of private school so much. It's for your own good. But I did promise you that I'd give you something so here. 100 to spend as you please.' I have to re-read it about twenty times before I realize that I'm not hallucinating. My mom actually left me money. How stupid can you get?

I realize I might actually be able to buy some normal clothes, seeing as everyone is allowed to wear them outside of class, and I don't have to be a complete loser. Just one problem. What am I going to wear to the store?

I realize with a sinking feeling that id I didn't want to wear my uniform to the store I'd have to borrow clothes from one of the people here... Shit...

The sad thing is that the only two people I've met here that didn't get mad at me within a minute of meeting them was that guy who kept hitting on me and... Orochimaru... God help me...

I decide I'd rather stay in my room... This decision sticks with me for about a total of half a minute before I decide to suck it up and just stop acting like some scared cat hiding under a bed.

Prying myself off the bed, I grab the cash my mom left me and my dorm key, and walk out the door. I lock the door behind me and then turn to the dorm next to mine. I really didn't want to ask him... but I really didn't have any choice. I knew for a fact that that guy who had been hitting on me would take anything as an invite, I would know I'm the same way with girls, and I didn't wanna end up making out with some crazy fag who apparently though I was sexy.

Letting out a sigh I reach up reluctantly and get ready to knock on the snake bastards door. Before I can do anything though a very annoyed looking Orochimaru practically slams the door open. The guy looks sleep deprived and like he could seriously just kill me right then and there. His hair's not nearly as neat and perfectly combed as it was the day I met him and he just has this overall tired look to him. Well... That's different from what I was expecting.

But then again I really don't know the guy well... Maybe that's why he looks so pissed. I guess I must have looked kinda freaked out or something because the anger starts to wear off his face so that he just looks tired,"Jiraiya, right? What do you want?" His voice is completely monotone and he's obviously calmed down. I hesitate for a few seconds before saying as calmly as I can,"Well... I... Can I borrow something to wear?" He gives me this 'you're-either-a-total-dumbass-or-you're-completely-fucking-insane' look and I suddenly feel like a total retard. It would creep me out if some guy I had met one time just showed up at my dorm and asked if he could borrow something to wear. I'd probably slam the door in the guys face.

I guess Orochimaru was showing some pity or something though because he didn't instantly slam the door in my face, but instead let out a sigh and asked as calmly as ever,"Let me guess. You wanna go out somewhere but all you have are uniforms, right?" The smooth tone of his voice kind of calms me down, don't ask me why it just does, and I nod 'yes'.

He lets out a really tired sounding sigh and just steps to the side, letting me into his dorm. I step in slowly, not really 100 completely sure I wanna go inside, and he closes the door behind me. I guess he noticed the weird look on my face and says calmly as ever,"The idiots around here won't leave me alone. They think I can get them answers to test and stuff because the principals my legal guardian. Bunch of butt-kissing annoyances. If they want to succeed in life they should stop denying me sleep and just study." His tone sounded rather hiss-like and instantly made me think 'snake'. What is with this guy? At least I know why he looks so tired.

His room is obviously more lived in than mine. It still looks professional and everything but there's personal touches to basically everything. Like, instead of red there's a lot of purple everywhere. There are a couple of posters on the walls and a huge book shelf, practically overflowing with books. In all honesty I can't even pronounce half the names on these books.

Orochimaru just walks over to his closet, obviously trying to see if he has anything big enough for me. I'm a pretty decent size bigger than him and most of the stuff he owned wasn't exactly lose and baggy for the looks of things. He finally pulls out a t-shirt that would be big on him and a pair of sweat pants, and, almost too gracefully, tosses them to me.

I manage to catch everything and ask as politely as I can, really not wanting to make him mad at me,"You know I really appreciate you letting me borrow something to wear and everything, don't get me wrong, but... Why are you actually letting me borrow your stuff?" He just turned so that he was completely facing me and said,"You're the only person here who hasn't been constantly bothering me. It only seems logical that I would be nice to you." He then grinned in a very creepy way, and added casually,"Besides... I need an excuse to leave the school grounds. Sarutobi won't let me leave unless I have a good reason to do so. You're shopping trip is a good excuse."

That got the smile I had to fall. Wait, what? "You want to go with me?", I asked bluntly and kind of flatly. Wasn't expecting him to say that.

He just kept that grin on his face and said just as casually as before,"But of course, Jiraiya! I do want to get out of here, even if it's for just a couple of hours, at any chance I get! It's simply too good an opportunity to pass up." Damn. I knew there must be some kind of catch. There was always a catch.

He chuckled kinda evily at the look on my face and just said in a tone that sent a shiver down my spine,"Well don't just stand there. Get dressed. We're going shopping."