Naruto slowly climbed up the stairs leading towards his apartment. He was contemplating what he wanted to do once he wanted to do more once he got inside; sleep or talk to OverShadowed.
'I like talking to him. He's like the only friend I have and I don't even know what he looks like. But SLEEP! I just want to lie down and forget about today...That damn bastard made me tired…hmm what was up with his parents? They treated him like he was something that was stuck on the bottom of their shoes; walked all over him then picked him apart.'
"Sigh", Naruto snapped out of his thoughts as he had finally reached his floor. He hated walking up to the top floor, but it was worth it for the awesome view. He could see the whole city from his rooftop. The blonde often went up there --through the little roof ladder in his apartment-- to think and get away form the crap he got everyday.
As soon as the blonde opened the door and saw his bed that looked so inviting, his mind was made up. Sleep was what he needed at the moment.
'Sorry Kage-Kun, I'm going to have to skip tonight's conversation', were Naruto's last thoughts as he drifted off to sleep.
Bitch, bitch, bitch; that's all they ever they do…
My god, even in public they can't control themselves. The lecturing has been nonstop since we left the station. I thought my ears would start bleeding this time from all the bullshit they were giving me.
Sasuke lay sprawled out across his bed. He was reliving everything that happened during the day; trying to figure out if he was dreaming or if that was really him who'd gotten arrested, then yelled at and hit by his parents. Mother hadn't laid a finger on him but Father was pissed.
The raven haired boy touched his right eye and cheek, wincing at the slightest contact that sent his skin burning with pain. The scene in which he had received these bruises played over and over again in his head.
Flashback
"You stupid boy! How could you get arrested?!" Father yelled as he drove all three of us home. Mother just sat there contemplating what feeling she felt more towards me; disappointment or disgust. "My god, why are you such an idiot? Your brother never did stupid shit like you do!"
I just sat there in the back seat quietly, taking all the verbal abuse Father could dish out at me. Its not like I haven't heard the "you're a disappointment" speech before its so repetitive. Father sounds like a broken record as he goes on and on about how I constantly bring shame to our family. And how come I can't be more like HIM; my perfect big brother Itachi. I wonder if I can go a day without hearing about how great he is. Its sickening how they highly the regard their "Wonderful Son".
Even my teachers compare me to him. "Sasuke, if you're having trouble with the material, you should ask your brother. He understood this perfectly." "Sasuke, I remember when your brother wrote a paper on this very same topic. His incorporated more distinctive words. Maybe you should have him look over your work for some pointers." I can never run away from his shadow no matter how hard I try.
"You listening to me you useless piece of shit?!" Father continues with his monologue. I've heard this so many times I can predict what he's going to say next. ' "When are you going to grow up and stop making idiotic mistakes?" '
Then its my line, "You've said this before…"
His line, ' "I'm going to keep repeating myself until it sets into your little shit head brain." '
My line, "Uh-huh. When are you going to get it through your brain that I DON'T CARE?" I made sure that Father was in front of the house before I said this. That way I can jump out of the car as quickly as possible and up to my room.
"Get back here you smart-ass!!"
Like that's going to happen, I know better than that. But of course he'll catch up with me; like he always does. I should've just done what I used to do when I was a kid; shut up and just take his shit.
By the time I reach my room he's right behind me, yelling insanities. Before I can open my door I'm yanked back by my shirt collar. More yelling, but I by now I've turned off my hearing. I look at him, glaring down at me. I can tell by his body language that I'm going to get hit very soon.
My body tenses up, and my eyes squeeze shut anticipating what's to come. I'm lifted up to eye level then back handed with all his might. I hit the floor with a thud. My cheek burns, but he's not done yet. I'm lifted once again, father makes sure that our eyes have made contact before he yells at me.
"You stupid little smart-ass, I should throw you out of this house! What will you do then?!"
He doesn't give me time to reply. Instead he rams his fist into my right eye. I'm sent backwards from the contact and collide with the front of my bedroom door. The pain is unbearable, I can't move. But somehow I seem to flinch when he takes a step towards me.
I can feel his eye watching me, scanning to see if I'm able to take another blow. Father deems that I've had enough and walks off towards his room. I'm left to lie there, trying to will my muscles to move so I may be able to get up and rest in my bed. No luck. I probably lied on the floor for about half and hour before I became stable enough to get on my feet and walk towards the bathroom.
"Let's see the damage…" My cheek is a awful mix of blue and red. And my eye has a blue-ish purple ring around it that makes it look like I went crazy with eyeliner; kind of like that red haired kid in my class. "Dammit, people are gonna ask me questions about what happened. Fuck!"
I stumble out of the bathroom after washing my face and brushing my teeth, my feet feel like jelly and my body aches all over. I barley make it to my room, and as soon as I do, I plop down on my bed. End Flashback
I roll over slightly to see the red numbers reflecting on the digital clock. 10:30...Suddenly my eyes become blurry and my lids heavy. I finally fall painfully asleep dreaming about how horrible school's going to be tomorrow. All thoughs fan girls worrying over me, its going to be hell….
Author's Note-- Sorry i haven't updated in a while. i never get anytime on the computer because of my bro monopolizing it all the time. but thankfully mach-highschool exit exams were this week giving me time to write during waiting periods after you finish and other people haven't, so yay! i'll try to write more in future chapters, but i'm kinda lazy at the moment... -Stoic Observer