Nagato yawned lightly as he rolled over in bed, his back against Pein's chest. He felt the orange haired teen wrap his muscular arms around his scrawny waist and he blushed faintly. His oddly purple eyes fluttered open and he yawned again. He was nowhere near ready to get up, but Pein had forgotten to close his blackout curtains before going to sleep, so the sun reflecting off of the snow outside had just shone directly into his eyes. Oh how he hated the light. He was almost like a mole, he loved to borrow into small dark spaces and just stay there for hours. Why must people ruin that? "Mmmmorning Nagato" Pein murmured huskily into the red-head's ear. Nagato shuddered lightly and blushed more. He knew Pein didn't mean to sound that... damn hot... but he did. Nagato muttered a faint "morning" as he pulled the blanket over his head. Pein chuckled and sat up, pulling the blanket to his lower, unshirted, waist. Nagato whined and rolled over, trying to bury his face in Pein's hip. He reached up a little and pinched Pein's bare chest, causing the bigger male to squeak faintly and lay back down. Nagato smiled triumphantly and hid his face in Pein's chest.
"Ten more minutes Pein-san..." He whispered, closing his eyes.
Pein chuckled faintly and rubbed Nagato's back. "Alright hun."
Sounds like the perfect morning? Right?
Nagato opened his eyes and sighed as he sat up. He looked around his dark room and rubbed his eyes. "ugh... why must these dreams constantly plague me..." He whispered as he threw the blanket off of him. It was just another normal morning for the small teen. He slipped out of his twin sized bed and trudged out of his room and down the hall to the bathroom. After he finished his morning duties, he went to his room and changed his clothes. He looked at himself in the mirror. "Presentable enough for a Friday..." he mumbled, grabbing his school bag and heading out his door. He stood at the end of his driveway and waited for his bus, which wasn't going to be there for about fifty more minutes. He sat down on his book bag and pulled out his sketchbook. He flipped it open and turned to a random blank page, starting to draw on it. He loved to do that. He always loved to allude people with his drawings, even though he never showed them to anyone. Well, that wasn't entirely true. He did let Deidara look at it every now and then, and sometimes he'd even take lessons from the blond artist. He smiled faintly as he started drawing a picture.
After a little while, he glanced up from his sketchbook, seeing his neighbor, Pein, trudge out of his house tiredly. Nagato brushed his bangs into his face and continued drawing. 'Get ready for another day of his crap Nagato... It's Friday... just get through today and you have the weekend...' He thought to himself. He pulled out his IPod and put the earphones into his ears, expertly hiding the chords. He turned on his music and happily started to listen to it as he drew. His dog, Chibi, yapped and hopped into his lap. Nagato couldn't help but smile, starting to pet his puppy.
A few minutes later, he heard his bus stop at Sasori and Deidara's house, which was just down the street from his, so he quickly put Chibi back into the house and picked up his bag. He stood at the end of his driveway again and tensed slightly, hearing the familiar sounds of Pein's boots clack against the pavement as he walked towards the smaller boy. He tightened his grip on one strap of his bag and quickly got on the bus as it stopped right in front of him. He flopped down in his usual seat by a window and turned up the music on his IPod. He rested his head against the window and sighed inaudibly Deidara did a slight, tired wave in his direction and he nodded a little in acknowledgement. Deidara was Nagato's only friend... and the red head could barely call him that. They only hang out when Deidara either gets bored, Sasori isn't at school, or if Pein or someone from their group picks on Nagato. Oh well, such is life.
After about half an hour of listening to Pein and the rest of his group, Nagato just turned up his music and sighed softly. The bus stopped at a few more houses before going to the high school. Nagato gulped and quickly made his way off of the bus. He trudged to his locker and sighed, looking at all of the stuff that were written on papers that were taped to the small storage space.
"Fag", "Kill yourself", "Mistake", anything people could possibly say to him, were on his locker. He knew the handwriting on one that read "Kill yourself faggot, this school has enough people as it is". It was his main bully's. Pein's.
The small red head bit his inner cheek and blinked back tears as he carefully took the papers off of the locker. He let out a shaky breath as he threw them into the trashcan before getting his binder and notebook out of his locker. He slowly made his way to class and sighed lightly again, sitting at his normal seat, which was in the far corner of the room next to a window. He rested his cheek on the palm of his hand and glanced out of the window, looking at the snow on the branches of evergreen trees next to the school. After about five minutes, students slowly started filing into the room and sitting down, each one looking more tired than the last. Nagato blinked and winced, feeling someone roughly pull his shoulder length hair. "What do you think you're doing here fag? I thought I told you to get lost!" He slowly looked up to see a smirking Pein and sighed inaudibly. It was a normal, every day situation for Nagato, as sad as it is. Pein constantly harassed him, though the orange haired one didn't seem to care one bit about how much it affected the poor ginger. Nagato looked at his stuff and almost shrieked when he felt someone lift him up. He looked over and saw Pein carry him over to a different desk, plopping him in it before sitting where Nagato was. Nagato sighed and rubbed his bum before feeling a book hit his head. He winced and looked down at his math book before ducking as his binder was flung at him. He bit his lip and glanced at Pein, who had thrown his stuff. "What? Do you think I'm gonna pick them up fag?" Pein said, smirking. Nagato looked down and weakly shook his head, slowly getting to his feet and gathering his things. He moved over to the other side of class and ignored the stares of other people. 'Why do they think this is okay...?' Nagato asked himself, flipping open his sketchbook.
A few minutes later, Nagato heard the teacher walk into class and he closed his sketchbook, looking at their sensei, Kakashi. The ginger sighed lightly as he was handed a... very complex worksheet to say the least. Kakashi loved to do that. He always handed out tough worksheets about a new lesson just to test the students' abilities. Nagato hated it, but he did it anyways, and always got great scores. He quickly finished the worksheet and handed it in. He looked at the sign-out sheet to go to the restroom and quickly signed out before anyone else could. Especially Pein. He took the hall pass and walked to the bathroom, closing and locking the stall door the moment he was in there. He got out his IPod and looked at himself. He still looked good, but he did fix his hair a little. He cringed lightly, seeing a small bruise on his neck. He covered his face and neck with his hair again before making his way back to class. He signed back in and sat back down in his seat, noticing that nothing was missing/moved. He sighed in relief and looked at the clock, having about half an hour left of class. He flipped open his sketchbook again and quickly started drawing until class ended.
Pein glanced over at Nagato, barely noticing the small bruise on his neck. 'Oo la la a hickey. This will be fun~!' He thought to himself, getting ready to move next to the smaller boy. He blinked and stopped, seeing a tear roll down Nagato's cheek. He sighed softly and turned back to his worksheet, having no idea how to solve anything. 'How the fuck does he get this..? dammit I bet Kakashi just gives him good grades because he feels sorry for him...' He sighed softly again and turned to look at Kakuzu, who was sitting next to him. "Hey... Kakuzu... how the fuck do you do this?" He quietly asked the masked man, who had finished his worksheet right after Nagato did.
"Just guess dumass. It's not that hard, though I'm sure just about anything is with you." Kakuzu said jokingly. Pein couldn't help but laugh softly. Suddenly, Kakashi was in front of Pein's desk and the orange-haired male flew out of his chair in surprise.
"Dammit do you have to be that quiet!?" Pein hissed, looking at the older male, his purple eyes boring holes into Kakashi's visible eye.
"Yes, in fact, I do, and you need to be quiet." Kakashi said bluntly. Pein huffed and looked around a little, noticing the stares coming from everyone except for one person. Nagato. Pein grumbled a few cuss words before slowly getting back into his seat and resuming his "Work."
A few minutes later, the bell rang, signaling that class was over. Pein crumbled up his paper and threw it away before going to his next class, English. "Math first... English next... because fuck logic..." He mumbled almost inaudibly. He plopped down in a random seat, which just so happened to be next to Nagato.
Nagato sighed inaudibly and rested his head in his hands, closing his eyes. 'Great... he just has to sit next to me...' He thought to himself. He quickly shoved his sketchbook inside of his binder and softly put his things under his desk, looking at their teacher, who just threw a pencil at the wall. Nagato blinked and glanced over at the wall through his bangs. "Ow jeesh man! That hurt!" He heard two voices say. 'Oh, Zetsu...' He felt a smile tugging on his lips but he quickly wiped it away.
"Get to your seat Zetsu... Quit hiding in the wall!" Their teacher, Asuma said. Zetsu pouted lightly and flopped down in the seat on the other side of Nagato, who was silently sulking at the fact that he had his bully on one side of him, and a guy that would bother him on the looked at Nagato almost pitifully as he handed out a worksheet. "Alright, all you have to do is get in a group of three... Zetsu you will be in a group with two people weather you like it or not, now pick your groups wisely." He said, smirking at Zetsu, who was pouting even more now.
"Hey... erm... Nagato right?" Zetsu looked at Nagato, who simply nodded his head absentmindedly as he wrote down his name on the paper. "Wanna be in a group...?" Nagato shrugged and gave him a slight nod.
"Hey why can't I be in your fucking group?" Pein said, looking at Zetsu.
"Never said you couldn't dumass." Zetsu said bluntly. Nagato shrunk down a little and sighed inaudibly, working silently on his worksheet.
The rest of class was easy. Nagato just did his worksheet and let the other two copy, not like he really had a choice in the matter.
Zetsu turned in their worksheets and flopped down next to Nagato, who was wanting to draw. He refused to do so around anyone other than Deidara though. And he sure as hell wasn't going to draw around Pein, who would just take his books and look through them, like Nagato really needed that. Nagato got all of his stuff together and set them on his desk, getting ready for the bell to ring. It did quickly, and Everyone went to their next classes.
The rest of the day was pretty uneventful. At lunch, Nagato was sitting all alone drawing and listening to Pein and the rest of the group ( Except for Itachi, Kakuzu, Sasori, and Deidara) make fun of him. He didn't eat either, but he hardly ever eats, and when he does it's usually just a doughnut at home.
During gym, Nagato got to go to a special class, though it was with Pein. They work on a special trait, known as the Rinnegan, during gym. Thankfully, Nagato and Pein didn't have to be in the same room though.
So here they were. Nagato was sitting on the bleachers in the gymnasium, waiting for his bus to come pick him up. He was holding his bookbag close to him as he heard Pein and a few others harass him. He quickly stood up when he heard his bus number being called. He made his way out of the hellhole known as school, and got on his bus. He sat down in his seat and blinked, noticing that every single other seat was filled.
He blinked and heard someone say something, though he couldn't tell what it was.
"Oh come on, I don't want to sit next to this fag!" Pein said, standing right next to Nagato's seat. Nagato sighed and set his bag in his lap, looking out the window. He turned up his IPod and ignored everything else. He felt Pein plop down next to him and he scooted up against the window as much as possible, trying not to touch Pein. "Good, I don't want anything you fucking whore." Pein said loud enough for Nagato to hear. Nagato bit his lip but kept quiet.
The ride home was awkward, uncomfortable, horrible, and drove Nagato almost to the brink of insanity. Pein was calling him names and making fun of him the entireway home, and Nagato almost snapped. Luckily, Pein finally had the good graces to move to the back of the bus and left Nagato alone.
When the bus reached his house, Nagato quickly gathered his things and got off with Pein quickly following. Nagato let the bus pass before crossing the street, being greeted by his puppy Chibi. "Hey Chibi..." Nagato whispered faintly, picking up the pup. He heard Pein say something but he ignored and walked into his home.
"Nagato you're home early." Nagato blinked and quickly turned off his IPod. He looked over at the couch, where his brother, / Quick A/N: Again, Duh. I know Nagato doesn't have a brother but it's fitting for the story, you'll understand later./ Daisuke was.
"Y-Yeah there were some people g-gone today..." Nagato said softly, setting Chibi down. Daisuke nodded slightly and turned his attention back to the television.
"Dad'll be home in about three hours. He seemed like he was in a pretty good mood, so you should be fine."
"A-Alright." Nagato ran up to his room and sat on his bed, holding Chibi in his lap. The dog happily snuggled into his "Master" and made a happy noise. Nagato smiled and petted the dog before laying back on the bed, ignoring any and every sound that he could possibly hear.