Existence
Disclaimer- I dont own any Naruto characters.
Everyday a blonde boy sat at the desk at the front of the class. He wasn't the best, he wasn't even that smart. A loser was more like it, an idiot assured by every classmate. Nobody wanted to be with him, no one. Shocking, yes it was, devastating, definitely.
But, that didn't matter did it? Even when it came to trying to get the long pink hair and emerald eyes sheering beautiful girl's attention, it was always about how he messed up. Nothing took him seriously; it was all a game to everyone. He was like dice, being rolled around repeatedly, till something made it fall and crack. After it broke, they move on and find a new dice, than mess with that one.
But than one day, was when it sort of made it worst. Summer was over, and though I was enthusiastic, the others were disgusted to be in the same class with me. As my isolating, suffocating soul had reached the room within an inch, glares up roared at me, what did I do to deserve all this?
As adults looked at me, expecting much more, students looked away from me not wanting to make the mistake their parents warned them. Parents, yes that is a sensitive word and to grow up, without a love one, it was painful.
Only difference about today was him. No one knew when he appeared in class, but he did. All ears and eyes were on him, the center of attention. As I bit on the side of my pencil, I wondered, what was the difference between the way people looked at him and people looked at me? Now that I took a shot at an examination of the group, I looked away in sheer disgust.
But a smile slowly grew on my face; my elbow was resting on the desk and my chin on the bottom of my palm. As my light blue eyes adverted to the corner of my eyes, there he was, onyx eyes starring at my direction. Instantly, with a pout on my lips formation, I made my head look the other direction.
This was an act and I knew it, but what can I say? This new kid was actually different, though I wouldn't know if he were new or not. I never paid attention to anyone, but the beautiful Sakura-chan.
Perking my head up, with a swift of my hand when my blonde hair moved out of my face there were a few couple of girls walking up to the raven hair boy. He seemed annoyed and looked straight ahead with no interest in them whatsoever.
Pissed was the only reaction that went through my body when I heard her words.
"Uhh?hi, you are Sasuke-kun?r-right, I'm Sakura?you want to hang out sometime," Sakura asked shyly. Her face showed innocence, and clumsiness, but it made her cute especially with her larger forehead. What made it better was the fact her bangs were pulled back by a red lacy bow.
"No," Sasuke responded straightly, with no hesitation or amusement, or anything!
Clinching my fist, what nerve did that guy have? The disappointed Sakura walked back to her seat with her friends. Yes, I was mad and wanted to strip him to pieces through a cheese grater. It would hurt as much as the pain I was feeling now. But it all left when I saw an amused smirk advert to me.
With a flush face I turned and face the bored. Iruka had walked in and started class. This was going to be a different day, everything would change and I would like it in a strange way. Sure, people will still yell at me for messing up, but there were still those few odd numbers of people that stood ready to invite me into their lives with a high bond.
Tests were given out and I furrowed my eyebrows, feeling hatred toward the evil paper with questions that were in bold, arial inky letters. When I reached for a pencil, it sort of wasn't there. I raised an eyebrow and looked around from under my desk to right and left and up.
"Naruto, stop trying to cheat," Iruka shouted strictly.
I winced; this wasn't what I was trying to do! How could a pencil disappear out of the midair so quickly anyways?
That is when it came into my direction; a golden brown sharpened pencil was set down on the desk. I watched as the raven hair kid walked away from my desk. I didn't get to say thank you, but I was grateful. Someone finally saw through the wall, someone finally got me out of the corner. No longer was I going to be nobody, to him, I was somebody, only if I knew who that somebody was.
To me, he was lonely. So, I wanted to talk to him when I could. It is a while, but I will accomplish that goal. I wanted to be his friend, that person to rely on like he could rely on me, except when it came to disappointing Sakura in such a rude way, how dare he was an ass to a beautiful girl!
Food was tossed around, friends sat with each other under trees and at the picnic wooden tables. They revealed their yummy lunches, like Chouji who had a tray with barbeque bean pork ((Watch out for Chouji!)) and rice balls. As for me, it was ramen noodles, spicy pork flavored season as always.
Difference, I wanted that to happen to me sometime. Just something inside to spark and I find myself in the air, nose touching nose as we mouthed to each other I love you. Blood rushed up to my cheeks and I swear I dropped my fork, where did that image come from? Hitting my head and flailing my arms I repeated in my head no.
Stopping, I saw from afar the raven hair kid. Quickly, I stood up and packed my stuff into the small bag and tossed it aside.
It took only a while before I approached the walls, and looked over the corner to see the kid. He sat knees up, slouching, and eating a tomato. I was breathless, I didn't know what to do suddenly, didn't know what to say. When his onyx eyes adverted to the corner to me, I turned and ran off.
When I was in the woods, I looked around, he wasn't following me. Plopping down on the ground, I take a deep breath. Birds chirped near by on the tree tops, as I took in the fresh air. Closing my eyes slowly, I could swear I felt something placed beside me.
My right eye slowly opened and I saw pair of clothes, folded beside me. Sitting up I looked down, it had a huge neckband, like him! Did he truly follow him, how could the kid gone off so fast?
But a smile grew and I picked up the clothes carefully and ran off to my apartment. Everything felt good for once, right, just at that moment. And the worst part of it; I didn't know how to show my gratitude for existing in his world. It was a blur to know what I was going to do. He was a guy, and usually I be acting like this to a girl, but it was so weird.
My mind was all blink as I sat Indian style on my white, plain sheeted bed. The black shirt I wore with the orange swirl where my stomach is suppose to be was filled with stains. In a hurry to try and go find him again, I threw off my shirt and orange shorts.
Grinning in the mirror, I stood there examining the abnormal clothing. I could barely see parts of my body anywhere, I was sort of small. But it didn't matter, it was comfy and someone offered it to him without a word, but he had to say a word.


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