Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Naruto characters. :c

Author's Note: I'd like to thank Bacon of Doom for being the first reviewer~ 8D It happened so quickly- they were like a phantom. e n e

Also, my thanks goes out to the portal master and my lovely guest, I will take your thoughts into consideration to make the story the best it can be!

To answer portal's question about Naruto's jail-time, these events take place afterwards. c:

enjoy chapter 2~

But why wasn't I happy in the earlier weeks? To be honest I still don't know. I was just a mad kid- and I didn't want to listen; didn't want to care.

I remember though, the day before the pre-graduation. It was a sunny day, no clouds, no wind, and no problems. But of course, knowing me, I still managed to find something horribly wrong with the weather.

It was too hot for my liking, too humid, no breeze, and I felt like plastic melting under the sun.

Naturally I was irritated beyond compare, but then again- it didn't take much to get me irritated.

And I was sitting under this big banyan tree out at the front of the school. The branches were huge and and knotted, the leaves creating this roof-like shade. It gave me at least a bit of comfort, but such simple comfort wasn't enough anymore.

But uncomfortable as I was, I didn't do anything about it. I felt as if the world was out to get me at that particular moment- and the sun's only objective was to shine down on me and give me cancer.

Then I remember leaning back on that tree, not caring about the ants or bugs infesting the trunk, staring up at the sky through the gaps in the leaves.

The sky was too blue, too vast, and too open. And it made me realize how tiny I was. Tiny- like one of those ants I probably killed by laying my back against the bark.

Very tiny, and very insignificant. Insignificant- for example, there was some crazy-mad shooter running around the school parking lot, he gets down on one knee, and manages to blow a hole right through my skull-

Even if that were to happen, my death would still be unimportant.

People wouldn't notice- and if they did, then they probably wouldn't care.

Well, somewhere in the middle of not-caring, I fell asleep, though I guess you're not supposed to do that on school grounds- because before I knew it, one of the teachers from inside the modules walked on over, kicked me awake, and told me to get to class before he called the principle down.

But likewise- I didn't care about his threats. His threats were as good as he made them out to be, and threatening to send me to the principle was a rather weak one.

I flipped him off when his back was turned- but I was pretty sure he sensed that one coming from a mile away. He didn't call me out on it or anything, so I guess it was just one of those moments where the person you flipped the bird to ignored it instead of get involved.

Smart thing to do- and he probably knew it.

So with hands shoved in my pockets, I sauntered off to whatever class it was I had to be in.

I don't remember what that class was to be honest- because like my death, and the ant, and the sky- that was just another thing to mark off on the list of insignificance.

I went to that stupid class and I didn't learn anything, a typical day in the life of a high-schooler. But then after I wasted an hour, I went to a different room to waste yet another hour. Only difference was that- in this one, I had a better chance of being entertained.

Because you see- the next hour was my gym class; and there was a certain person that I just couldn't wait to see.