Ohayo gozimasu. Did I spell that right?
Idk. But, I am hoping you'll enjoy this chapter.
Please remember to buckle your seat belts correctly, I can not be held accountable for any injuries if you fall out of the roller coaster.
Oh, I do not own Naruto.
Be prepared for heartbreak.
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It's just another war, another family torn. Falling from my faith today. - Hero, Skillet.
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Chapter Two.
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The perfect life.
It's what everybody assumed he had.
He was just the quiet little emo boy who sat in the back corner of the classroom.
A piece of the backround - but never in the foreground. Never one of the main players of the game.
Sasuke Uchiha, the shadow of Konoha High School.
The unique dark navy colored hair, and piercing onyx eyes. He truly was a shadow among the darkness. Never seen, never heard.
"-and you're the one who wanted a second child, a son! And look what we fucking got!" Sasuke visibly flinched, as if recoiling from a physical blow as his mother screamed at his father.
He never got the chance to experience the love of a true family. He lived in his older brothers shadow. 'Itachi had good grades when he was your age.' 'Itachi is perfect.'. Itachi this, Itachi that.
They just didn't seem to understand their youngest child. He tried, tried so hard to achieve the 'good grades' his brother had. He tried so fucking hard to achieve that unattainable perfection his brother had reached so gracefully. So easily.
"You don't think I don't know that? You think I can actually look that filthy excuse of a human being without cringing at what we created, you think -" He couldn't listen to it any longer. He had long since learned how to just tune out of this world and into his own realm.
Kicking the blankets off of himself, he silently placed his feet on the wooden floor, walking to his dresser he pulled out a black hoodie before opening the window, and slipping out.
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"I just don't get it sometimes, you know?" A certain high pink haired girl asked her two companions.
"Get what?" The ever lazy genius of the group asked casually, leaning back on his arms as he waited his turn.
Expertly, she blew out a long stream of smoke from her mouth into the Hyuuga's face before pacing him the substance of her happiness. "Everything."
"Aa. Can't argue with that logic." The pearl eyed boy stated sarcastically, wrapping his long pale fingers around the zig-zag wrapped weed. Slowly he raised it to his lips, inhaled, slowly pulled it away before passing it on and exhaling. "At least he didn't put the filter in it this time.."
"Hey now. That was a one time thing." Shikamaru came to his own defense. In his laid back casual laziness, he had been rolling a smoke at the same time as disguising his joint. "My brain just wasn't functioning at it's prime."
A delicate snort came from the small girl. "When is it ever?"
A sigh. "What is it? Pick on Shikamaru Nara day?" He pushed the joint in the direction of Sakura before falling flat on his back. "Guys, I gotta get going. It's past my bed time."
It was a lie, they all knew it meant I-want-to-go-to-sleep-now-because-I-am-Shikamaru-the-lazy-man.
With a nod, he left the circle, or rather triangle, and retreated to his own partially sheltered home.
A few moments of silence turned to minutes of silence.
"Neji..?"
"Hn?"
"You're sleeves are painting themselves." His eyes softened for a second in realization. His mind ran to try come up with an excuse he could feed his female companion.
Now, how many of you would have ever pegged THE Neji Hyuuga as the cutting type?
No one? I thought not.
After years of trying to reach a certain standard, at some point.. No matter how strong that person looks.. No matter how sane.. They eventually just.. snap.
And that was what happened to him. He eventually snapped. Sakura had kept his cutting at bay, always being his source of comfort.
..And that was what she was right now.
She shuffled closer to Neji as he broke down. The tears filled his crystal eyes before spilling over and falling down his face. He crumpled, he broke.
He was destroyed.
She wrapped her arms around the boy she looked up to, watching as he broke down in front of her very eyes. His arms came around her tightly, holding her as if she were his only lifeline. The only thing stopping him from falling over that edge of insanity.
But it was true, what was Neji without her?
She said nothing as she held the older boy in her arms.
No words were needed. Only comfort.
Both completely unaware of the hurt pair of onyx eyes following their every movement.
Neji wasn't the only one crying that night.
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Sasuke kicked a rock viciously as he walked down the middle of the road.
Maybe he would get hit by a car and die.
.. But then, he never was the lucky type.
Idly, he wondered why nobody was ever there for him, to hold him as he broke. Why couldn't he be in Neji's position? What did te Hyuuga have that he didn't?
Why wasn't he loved?
Blood dripped down his hands, and he finally noted the small sting in his hands, withdrawing his nails from his palms.
Why couldn't she notice him?
Why can't she see me?
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"I haven't had my fucking cigarette this morning. I will bite your fucking throat out, I swear." She may be a pint-sized little girl, but she had a temper to rival that of the devil himself.
"Calm down, little firecracker." Neji whispered, pushing her down in her seat between himself and Shikamaru.
It was always how they sat, one on either side of her.
She wasn't the weak little girl she once was, but they both felt the need to protect her.
"Class," Kurenai spoke. Sakura hit her head against the desk. She didn't have anything against Kurenai, had she ever got to know her, she would have found that she was a rather sweet woman with issues of her own, but Sakura did not reach out to others. She had Shikamaru, and she had Neji. She didn't need anyone else.
"This is our new student. Please, come in."
Raise the curtain, welcome to the freak show.Sakura thought acidly. Did she really need to give him an introduction like that?
"He's so hot!"
"Totally, back off, he's so into me. I can tell!"
"Not even, who would want a stupid little slut like you?"
"What did you say?"
"I said-"
"Class!" Kurenai interrupted. "This is Suigetsu. Suigetsu, introduce yourself to the class."
The boy, Suigetsu, snorted. "You just did, didn't you?" He was met with a glare. "Okay, okay. I'm Suigetsu Hozuki. I'm from Mist High, I was transferred here after getting expelled, but my friend Jugo managed to rat out of it. I like knives. I like to hurt people. If you annoy me, you will find that out to be true."
After hearing his little speech, an amused Sakura finally looked up at the boy in front of the class.
He had long silver hair with a touch of light blue, strange purple eyes and shark like teeth.
"Okay Suigetsu, take a seat next to Uchiha. Sasuke, raise your hand please."
In the back right hand corner, a hand timidly rose through the air, half-hearted he kept his arm in the air for a few more seconds, before letting it fall graciously back to his desk, only a soft sound left in it's wake.
"Hey dude." He greeted, falling heavily into his seat. Sasuke merely nodded in return, barely noting his existence. "You're pretty quiet, aren't ya?" A nod. "Dude, are you mute?" A shake. No. "Are ya sure?" A nod.
Sighing, Suigetsu let his eyes scan over the room. Nothing interesting. The girls sat seperate from the boys all gossiping about 'the hot new kid', until his eyes rested on the three people who looked as if they could care less.
The first boy, the one sitting next to the window, stared outside with a vacant look plastered across his face, anyone would simply think he was daydreaming. Not aware of the reality around him, but his foot rested against the girls, something to remind him that she was there, she was safe. And he was there to know it.
The second boy, on the other side of the girl, had long hair tied at the very end. He wrote notes from the board in his book with his right hand, and held the girls hand with his left under the table. His sleeves were looser that day, a white bandage secretly wrapped beneath it's cover. He knew she was there, that she wasn't leaving him. She was safe, he was safe. They were okay.
Then, the girl in the middle. Her hair was an odd shade. A light pink, or perhaps an extremely light red, messily splayed across her back. She was pale, even more so than her two companions Her eyes were a startling shade of green. Almost like a forest green, tainted with jade.
"Dude," Suigetsu nudged Sasuke in the ribs, catching his attention. Sasuke looked up, following his table-partner's gaze to his long-time crush. "Who are they?" He failed to notice the light blush, barely noticeable to anyone but he felt it, spread across Sasuke's face.
It was always like this, he would see Sakura, looking beautiful as ever, and blush. Then he would open his eyes and realize.. he would never ever be with her. Fuck, he couldn't even talk to her.
He was just the little emo shadow of Konoha High School, remember? Who was he to talk to a Goddess like Sakura Haruno?
"Dude?" Suigetsu attention was now on Sasuke. "I asked you a question."
"Oh,"
"Who are they?" He asked, looking back over to Sakura and her group.
"Shikamaru Nara, Sakura Haruno and Neji Hyuuga."
Suigetsu's eyes seemed to widen a fraction.
"Sakura? I only got here today and I've already heard rumors. She does't look like a prostitute."
Instantly, two sets of glaring eyes were burning into Suigetsu's head. Neji and Shikamaru were barely holding themselves back. They were fiercely protective over Sakura. She, on the other hand, kept her head leaning against her hand, a bored expression on her face. She'd heard it all before, it didn't bother her anymore.
Reluctantly, Neji and Shikamaru returned to their previous positions.
"What are they? Her watchdogs?" He whispered to Sasuke, whom merely shrugged, retreating to his own world.
Sakura, when will you finally see me?
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Well, what was that chapter like? I'm hoping it was good enough.
You didn't pin Neji for a cutter, did you? That was my own little twist. I know I haven't gone into great detail about Sakura or Sasuke yet, but I want to try show you all how close the Shika/Saku/Neji friendship, and go into how it formed and why.
Hopefully, by my next chapter, I will have a Beta!
-Dances- It'll be epic.
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Please show me what love is.
I am so emo, I'm adorable.
Right?
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