I'm not DEAD! :D I know this one is short, and kind of poorly written but I just wasn't into it O-O I was too excited for 10
Chapter Nine: Healing the Heart
"So, he's dating Kakashi?" Kiba questioned, leaning in over the lunchroom table with disbelief, ignoring his buzzing phone as it scooted closer to the table's edge. Shika and Choji were surprisingly absent.
"Man, that's weird!" Buzzing again, the phone pleaded for attention from its owner, only to be turned off with a glare.
"What's that about?" I asked, Kiba shrugged pretending to not know what I meant, as he gestured behind me. "So what are you going to do if any of these fuck faces try to mess with you?"
I didn't have to turn around to feel the burning stare of crowded people cooking my skin, "Beat the shit out of them."
Kiba smirked, reaching out to pat me on the head, "Good boy."
"I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT!" A voice roared suddenly, swiveling my head around, Sasuke was walking away toward the hall, leaving a crumpled Sakura in his wake. Ino rushed to her side, sending Naruto a look that he recognized.
She needed to talk with him.
"Pick up the damn phone." growled a sullen looking Shikamaru leaning on the lockers right outside of my classroom as I passed by, he seemed to not notice me or anyone else walking down the hall. I peeked into the classroom door, instantly noticing Kiba staring at his phone vibrating on the surface of the table with a bored expression. Why didn't he just turn the damn thing off?
"Is there something going on Shikamaru?" He jumped at the sound of my voice, hanging up the phone instantly.
"Nope." He replied smoothly as he backed down the hall, "Nothing at all….well I have to get to class so….catch up with you later."
"Whatever." I replied, entering the classroom and taking my usual seat next to Kiba. "What's going on?"
"Hm?" there he goes, pretending like I'm crazy or something.
"WILL YOU CUT THE CRAP! I'M TALKING ABOUT YOU AND SHIKAMARU AND THIS WEIRD CELLPHONE FIGHT OF YOURS!" Everyone instantly jumped, turning their gazes away as their ears perked up to listen, Kiba simply signed with his face cradled in the palms of his hands.
"Fine!" he snapped suddenly, "Shikamaru and I just got into a tiny argument and I may or may not have told him that I will never speak to him again. Which I… absolutely will not….do."
During the conversation, his phone had started back up with its usual activities, beeping constantly as texts streamed in and dragging Kiba's gaze to its face. "Oh God! If you don't answer, then I'll pretend to be you and answer."
Glaring, Kiba picked up the phone, his eyes flickering across the screen with increasing speed as anger streamed into his face. Without warning, Kiba suddenly chunked the phone half-way across the room where it collided into the head of an innocent student reading a book. "That ass!"
"What did…." Before I had a chance to ask, Kiba was storming out of the room with his bag. Apparently he decided he was going to skip class before the teacher arrived to stop him. Shaking my head in disbelief I could only wonder what biology would bring me.
"Come to my house." Ino pleaded; her mouth in a pout.
"Why what's going on?" We were busy "working" on a lab, which really meant Ino was doing her nails and I was just moving the object around on the table pretending to do something.
"Sakura. Sasuke yelled at her this morning when she confessed about spreading your secret around school. I was angry with her to, but she was trying to apologize because her conscious got to her in the end…and well…I want you to come over and make amends with her. That way maybe Sasuke will forgive her to."
Irritation bubbled, why should I talk to someone like her? But Ino's pout was aimed right at me, and I couldn't refuse.
"Fine." She squealed in delight.
Awkward was the prefect word to use in situations like these.
Sakura stood in front of me, her eyes casted down toward the ground. I looked around Ino's kitchen, spotting the freezer and decided, hey why not make myself comfortable? While I attended to my sudden craving for chocolate ice-cream, Sakura shifted as she began to speak.
"I'm sorry Naruto, what happened was all my fault." Yeah, no shit. I already knew that, so what was the point in going over it? As a reaction to the silence, she cradled her head in her arms and leaned her body on the counter. Staring at her pathetic form, I lectured myself.
Now, now Naruto that's not how you want to be. With a sigh, I slide the ice cream over to her; she lifted her head off her arms, her eyes shining with various emotions. "My favorite ice-cream is strawberry what about yours?"
She reached out to the tub, popping off the lid and looking down and the cold pink hills of ice-cream. Half smiling, she reached her hand out to me for the spoon in my hand and said "Strawberry is pretty good."
Forgiveness is not for others, it's for ourselves without it we end up like…well….Sasuke. Angry, deprived of the small happiness of life and surrounded by the parts of life that can only be described as nothingness.
Sounded pretty smart until I used that word huh?
But I can't take much credit for it, that's what Iruka blabbered on about right?
I'm sorry if this sucks, I'll try to update this soon :/ it didn't turn out how I wanted, but I really like what I've written for the next chapter so just hang in there…again, sorry, this is my first update on this one in a long time and I feel like it sucks ass. I also kind of rushed things, so to make up for it Ch 10 will be a billion times better!
Sorry readers, feel free to give me some bad reviews for that one T-T I'll try and get my game back with this one!