This is based on our actual lives. Kakashi is Steve, Amy is Tsunade, Orochimaru is Jordan, Kabuto is Max, Hinata is Chai (even though I have no pictures of her on my profile...), Sasuke is Dan, Sakura is me and my friend that doesn't want to be named, she's Ino. (She knows very well who she is……since she's one of my favorite authors!) And there's one more person, who "Ino" is close friends with, and I have no pictures of him either, but in my "stories," we've decided to call him Gaara. (Insert ironic laugh here!) (Check my profile for future reference on people and their characters…) But anyway, these are REAL incidents. None of it is a lie or far-fetched. If you think it is, then that's your problem not mine/ours. So whatever. Just read……
Orochimaru just sat in front of Sakura. His skin seemed even whiter than usual. "Sakura," he was shaking slightly, "I'm not adjusting very well……" Sakura felt pity welling up inside her. She had a feeling this was going to happen. "So then why'd you say yes?" He looked down at the hospital floor. She was positive he wouldn't have told her any of this with Sasuke there. It was good that she had met him in the hallway. "I……I……it's really complicated…"
"Orochimaru, come on. You can tell me anything. I swear, I'm not going to tell anyone." He nodded but didn't lift his head. "I……I just knew." "What?" "It was true." "What was?" "I am gay…" Slowly she could see tears forming in his eyes. "I'm trying so damn hard and nothing seems to work!" He shouted. "Why are you trying? What is making you try?" "I don't know if I can deal with it! It's not fair! I've never liked girls and now…" His voice trailed off. "Orochimaru……?" "I can't stop crying…" "What's causing you so much pain?" She felt like a counselor. "I don't know! I just can't seem to grasp the fact that I'm gay! That I am not a normal person! I can't do it! Am I so fucked up in the head that I can't find anyone of the opposite sex attractive?!" He buried his face in his hands. His shoulders began going up and down. He was crying. She felt tears come to her own eyes. It was very rare to see Orochimaru cry. He was always making everyone feel annoyed; he always made everyone laugh because of his ability to keep a straight face no matter what he said. But now he was suffering. He was truly suffering.
He had found himself in a strange situation a few days ago. Kabuto, his closest friend since they'd met, had told him he was gay and admitted to have feelings for him. He had tripped and they had ended up kissing……it was pure accident. But to him, it didn't feel all that wrong at the time. But now, he was unsure of how he was reacting. "Orochimaru!" Sakura exclaimed. "There's nothing wrong with you at all! Where on earth did you get that idea?!" He shook his head. "It's all wrong! Something's wrong with me! Something's screwed up my head!" He was hysterical. He wasn't himself at all. He had admitted earlier to have been throwing up the whole day. (It was even worse because he hadn't eaten anything that morning or the day before…)
"Orochimaru…" She placed a hand gently on his shoulder. "Take a couple breaths……then explain to me how you feel about Kabuto…" She lifted her hand from his shoulder. He took in three slow and deep breaths. "I……I do care……but that's the problem! I shouldn't!" "Orochimaru! Listen to yourself! Where are you getting this?!" He looked up at her. His purple make-up was smeared down his face now. "I can't explain it!" He shouted. "Something just isn't fucking right!" Sakura sighed sadly. "Orochimaru…" She began gently. "Have you talked to Ino yet?" "Yes…" "What did she say?" "That I should speak with…" "Yes..?" "……Kabuto…" Sakura nodded. "I agree. Telling us this isn't going to help you. No one can give you closure but him." She stood up. She extended her hand. He looked up at her with what seemed to be pure sorrow. He stood up without taking her hand. He turned away and started walking down the hall without another word. But she knew. He was going. He was going to cry again. She let out a surprised cry when she felt one of her own tears crawling down her cheek……
(Sorry to interrupt, But I must say this. Jordan wrote the next bit. I find it unusual that all of us feel the need to get our lives written down on a computer and posted. I guess it's sort of became our outlet. But like I said before, JORDAN wrote this next bit. HE did, I didn't. HE did, not me. You get it?)
He felt it tough to move, as if it was absorbing all his strength just to take one step onward. What was this horrid sensation intensifying as he proceeded to Kabuto's front entrance? The distressed ambiance engulfed him with each step. He tapped gradually on the mediocre excuse for a door. It was unlocked and held spaciously open. "Orochimaru?" whispered Kabuto wearily. He assumed that the clever ninja had been quiescent. "Kabuto, we must converse now…" The silver-gray haired ninja stood out-of-the-way as Orochimaru entered.
He sat down on a midnight dyed seat across from the drowsy ninja. It was late nightfall. "Kabuto I'm trapped." Kabuto cocked his head to the side curiously. "I can not seem to grasp what is unfolding in my pathetic life right now." He continued. Kabuto almost interjected, but wasn't swift enough. "My back is to the cold, stone, gate of death. My life has slowly begun spiraling downward in a flurry of doom, sorrow and bloodshed." Kabuto's deep, night-black eyes widened, but he remained silent. "What I'm trying hard to articulate is, I'm finding it unclear. All of this, is like a huge maze of thorns covered in blood and tears. If I run down the wrong path, the demons of hell will capture me and I'll be lost to the world. I already sense that my soul is here but my heart has reached the afterlife." "But I…I don't understand…where is this coming from?"
"I'm not going to be capable to survive if I continue on like this. I am on the verge of pure insanity. My mind can not comprehend the on-goings in this life. I must stop this here and now." "So you're going to call it off then?" Kabuto's eyes grasped the floor, almost like he wished to be pulled down amongst all the fabric strings and vanish. "I am not saying never, Kabuto. Right at this precise moment, my uncontrollable emotions are swaying. You are a true comrade that I am not willing to mislay. Please, do not think this is of your doing. I am the sociopath that has and I am still growing insane. Forget all feelings of depression and rage towards yourself. That will get you nowhere in this world. Continue on, as I will. Then, when my heart has once again returned, I shall see what will come into play." Kabuto sighed. When love has been snatched away so viciously, all one can do is pray. Kabuto gently pulled Orochimaru into a brief hug. Their eyes met and there was a bondage there that would never cease to exist. All thanks to that, eventually life would progress and that was enough for them.
Very deep huh? Yeah that's what I thought when he e-mailed me it. I was practically screaming: "OH MY GOOD GOD!" But he asked me to post it along with my bit, so there/here it is/was. Personally I think he's an awesome writer. But I hope for both Jordan and Max's sake that everything comes around. And yes, Jordan actually speaks like that. And I know on my earlier bit he didn't sound a thing like that. That's because I wrote what I could…um…understand. (Yes I know I'm pathetic/feeble…) I mean it's not like I sat there with a tape recorder! And again, this is ALL real. NONE of it is made up okay! And if you think it's bogus then you should really, SERIOUSLY stop reading it.
Anyway, I'll/we'll keep posting when we feel like it. Until then, keep your head high and maybe make a silent prayer for Jordan and Max. They both need it.