Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ The First of the Rest ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )
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By: angeldemon45678 
Chapter 1 (Also on fanfition . net up to chpter 4 on ff. net)
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance / Angst | Type: Shounen-ai | Uploaded On: 06.30.2007 | Updated On: 07.23.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 5.3K | Visits: 400 | Status: Completed
Chapter 1 (Also on fanfition . net up to chpter 4 on ff. net)
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance / Angst | Type: Shounen-ai | Uploaded On: 06.30.2007 | Updated On: 07.23.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 5.3K | Visits: 400 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: I own nothing except the plot and maybe a few made up characters…
Hey guys! I‘m going to try taking on a longer story for once and not quitting at it! This story may have sad parts but that’s life so I’m sorry if you don’t like it! Read and review! Okay, you may not get some things but this is a true story. Well, the plot is, but the characters aren’t the same as they are in real life! There is a reason everyone is a certain character because of some resemblance or similarity between characters and people.
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Darkness… nothing but pure darkness…swirling and twirling downward to more darkness …this pitch black void…
“Ha ha, and then she ran out the door!” The laughter of radio clock on the side table screeched, waking the boy on the bed up in an instance. He shot forth his hand and turned of the noisy contraption. The boy opened his crystal emerald green eyes to quickly shut them again at the infiltrating light that attacked his delicate pupils.
After about two minutes the boy opened them up again with more ease then before. He quickly surveyed his surroundings. The walls of his room were a deep royal blue with a white thin line along the top edge where the paint had run down from the ceiling. He had two posters on his door, a light brown one of his favorite actor and the other was a purple one of his favorite anime show. Several sketches hung on the walls opposite of his bed, some cut-outs from magazines formed collogues of teen life on the wall to his right, and a mural of dolphins and other sea life was on the wall behind him beside a gait window, big enough to through his bed through. The window had a blue blanket nailed over it to keep out the hideous orange light that liked to shine through his window at night. To his left and right were also two giant fans, identical except two opposite shades of blue. The one on his right a deep royal blue and the one on his left a light blue, both sharing the same Japanese poem of the wind on them. These his older sister, Temari gave him for his birthday the year before. Also on the wall across from him was a big brown dresser with several boxes of art supplies , a small wooden box with four pullout drawers, and a mirror on it. The mirror had a giant blue scrap of cloth hanging from it, covering its view to and from the world. Beside the dresser, dark blue, almost black mushroom chair resided. A TV rested with a VCR on top of it in the right hand corner, next to his brown nightstand. It sat on a golden brown stand with a multi-shaded blue table cloth over it, covering a play station 2 and a stack of games and DVDs. Beside those a big purple box set gathering dust. A door led to the closet on the right hand side. His bed frame was painted a murky brown, with a full-sized(1) bed on it. A blue comforter rested underneath a blue sleeping bag. The comforter never needed straightening and the bed always remained made since the boy only slept under his sleeping bag every night. Eight pillows laid on the bed though the boy always moved all but two to the side of the bed each night. The bed was pushed up to the left wall, so that the head board touched the back wall and the left hand side of the bed was impossible to fall off. This was done because the boy always slept on the left side and never rolled off. Clothes were scattered along the floor, mixed in with several burnt and bought CD’s an two CD cases. Several broken head phones laid near the closets white door. On this door there hung anime ads, mini posters of shows, video game ads, and a few magazine clip outs.
The boy turned to his right and slipped his pale feet off, onto the tacky purplish-pink fuzzy carpet that had come with the house. He glanced up at the clock. It read five thirty -eight a.m. The boy stood up, as his bed made an annoying squeak and the old springs fell out of the holes back into the mattress to wait until the next night to poke the boy once again.
The boy stepped over his clothes and CDs to his dresser. Once he arrived he pulled down the blue sheet to look at himself in the mirror. The boy’s eyes had a thin purple rim around them to show that he hadn’t slept. He would cover those up later though. His messy crimson red hair stuck up in random spots and stuck down to his head in others. He was a bit short for his age, a t five foot and very skinny. He opened his drawers and pulled out a clean pair of red boxers and a pair of new socks. He set them down on the bed and rolled up his sleeping bag, placing it in his chair for tomorrow. He walked to his closet and pulled out a pair of black baggy pants and a tight gray shirt that had a black bleeding skull on it with eyes that had white fire in them. He grabbed his clothes and a wrist band from his dresser and left his room across the quiet dark hallway to the bathroom. He could see the sun hadn’t come up through the skylight above the toliet(2). He set his stuff down of the white wooden cabinet on the lavender wall. He pulled back the almost clear purple curtain and turned on the water, adjusting it to his liking before stripping off his pajama pants he got for Christmas and under wear and stepping in.
After taking a nice warm relaxing shower, he got out and grabbed a big fuzzy brown towel from underneath the white sink cabinets. He quickly dried of and put on his clothes. When he was done he looked in the mirror to check how he looked. His hair was turned up and twisted all over. He grabbed a brush off the counter and brushed his hair back.
I probably look like a nerd, he thought. Looking up into the mirror, he quickly took his hands and ran them through his hair, making it stick up in odd directions. He went back into his bedroom and opened the second drawer in the brown box on his dresser. He pulled out some eye liner and applied it thickly around the rim on his eyes. He closed the liner and put it back into the box. He went back into the bathroom and looked in that mirror to see hi reflection in a more lighted area. Satisfied with it, he picked up his night clothes and left the bathroom, turning right and into the living room. He cringed at the walls and lamps, seeing as they were the same putrid color as the carpets. He passed the dining room turned computer room and into the kitchen.
The kitchen walls are better but still lame, he thought to himself. The walls here were purple with multicolored leaves over them. He glanced at the clock on the microwave as he passes it. It read six-o-one, and he went into the laundry room to dump off his clothes. He put them in the basket and walked back into the kitchen. On the table he found a note. It read:
Gaara,
Sorry I can’t be there to see you off for your first day of High school! I got called in early at five this morning and had to go. Old Kido will take you to school. Make sure you get some breakfast and wake Temari. She’s a senior now!!! Kankuro called and last night and said he starts college next week and expects us to call him soon! My babies are growing up! Have a good a day sweetheart!
Love,
Mom
Your not my mom…, thought the boy now known as Gaara. Gaarawalked over to the counter and pulled out two pieces of bread from the bag and put them in the toaster. He turned the setting to three and pulled out some butter. He went to the fridge and got out a small pack of microwave bacon and made six pieces. By this time the toast was done so he buttered it and put one piece on a plate with the bacon. He pulled a bowl out and put some Fruit Loops and milk in it. He set the plate with bacon on it in front of one chair and the cereal in front of the one he sat at. Gaara quickly and quietly ate his cereal and piece of toast. When he was done he put his dishes in the washing machine and glanced at the clock. It read six-thirty-eight so he went to his sister Temari’s room, right beside Gaara’s and across from Kankuro‘s old room. Gaara opened the door to the pink asian themed room. Temari was sitting in the middle of the bed, tangled in the sheets with a pillow over her head and her rear in the air.
“Temari! Get up!” Gaara voiced loudly in his scratchy boyish voice. Temari sat up groggily on her knees with one eye closed and the other partially shut. She tilted her head sideway to get a good look at the intruder in her room. She fell back down on the bed with a soft ‘ thud’ and covered her head back up with a pillow.
“Too sleepy!!” murmured through her fluffy white pillow, getting drool over it. Gaara raised an almost nonexistent eyebrow and smirked. He took a deep breathe and yelled.
“Temari!!! Get up right NOW!” Temari quickly scrambled out of bed and frantically shoved Gaara out of her room. Gaara went to his room and grabbed his dark gray messenger bag and stuffed in a binder with paper and pencils in it, a notebook or two, and his CD player. He quickly left his room and set his bag by the door. He walked to the kitchen and fed the dogs, who were too lazy to get up, and made sure Temari had found her breakfast. Sure enough, she had. Gaara quickly brushed his teeth, put on his shoes, and grabbed his shoes before he and Temari started out towards the first day of the rest of their lives.
Old Kido was waiting for them outside when they got there in his pick up truck.
Old Kido was an dirty eighty some year old man who hated children and lived on a farm as their closest neighbor. He considered children to be just about anyone younger than him, which to Gaara meant the entire world. The ride was long and boring as the small truck was filled with tension and the smell of cow manure.
Gaara looked at his schedule. There was no first period or homeroom listed.
Where do I go? Gaara frantically thought to himself. They arrived at 7:55. Gaara and Temari , who thanked the heavens at not having to smell the horrid smell anymore, stepped out of the truck and stood in front of his new school. Here I am, Gaara said to himself looking at the large building in front of him, this is where I’ll spend the next four years of my life!
Gaara’s happy bubble moment was lost as he began to look around. The school was old, as he’d known since his foster mom had gone there. It was falling apart and smelled as if the toilets hadn’t been flushed since his mom was there herself. The halls where crowded and the smaller, shorter people, like Gaara himself, were being slammed to the sides of the halls by the stampede of traffic. The bell rang and all the sudden the halls were empty, except for a few freshman and seniors chilling out. Gaara remembered Temari tell him that no one was counted late on there first day. Temari came up behind him and put her arm a round his shoulders.
“Smell that little brother? That‘s the smell you’ll smell for the rest of you high school career. Breathe it in! Have a nice life!” she beamed making motions with her hands, then let go of him and walked off with her snickering friends.
After about twenty of minutes of walking from classroom to classroom, he eventually .found the right one.
French? Gaara thought, I didn’t sign up for French… Gaara took a seat on the last row towards the wall. He would have sat next to the window but some others boys he knew from middle school were already there. Just because he knew them, didn’t mean he liked them.
The teacher at the front of the room was an old lady and she explained how she was a substitute and the real teacher would be there in about a month. She passed out the code of conduct book and got half way through it when the bell rang. The announcements came on and a lady began speaking.
“Attention all students! Welcome back and I so glad to see so many new faces this year! I‘m Ms. Tsunade, the principal! I’ll explain how our scheduling and bells work this year. Each students have four periods a day for about an hour and a half. On certain days we will have homeroom after first period. On those days you will be dismissed by the bell ten minutes early during first period. Lunch will be determined by your hall on your third period class. Your first period class teacher will explain and should have it written on the board. You will get your pin numbers for lunch, hopefully by next week. You get twenty-five minutes for lunch. There are six minutes for each class change and a minute bell will be sounded one minute before the tardy bell so you know how long you have to get to class. We will assign lockers in about two days so bring five dollars in if you want one. Drivers Ed. Sign ups are in the front office and car registration to park in the student parking lot is in front of the office, outside the library. We will dismiss at 2:55 to 3:00, depending on how long announcements are. Thank you! Have a great first day! ”
Thee the bell rang a second time to change to first period. The teacher told them that since they were all freshman that they had first period in their homeroom. Several more people came in. When the second bell rang the room was packed. The teacher then began to discuss how the teacher would be out again. Then she wrote down the lunch system on the board. There were several different areas of the school. There was a big gym, little gym, A hall, cafeteria, lower B hall, upper B hall, C hall, trailers , D hall, E hall, and an upper C hall. Not to mention a control room, library, several bathrooms, several copy rooms, teacher lounge, four guidance offices, four vice principal offices, a reference room, main office, secondary office, “the window”, ISS room, secretary offices on each hall, and several small “cubbies” where old barely used classrooms were stuffed with storage rooms. Despite all of this, the halls were crowded, bathrooms were impossible to use, except the little gyms, and there were only two small staircases.
Gaara had upper B hall for third period. Upper B hall had second lunch, which would be at 11:45, during third period and not with any of his old “friends”. Gaara had French I, Art I, English I Honors, and World History Honors, in that order.
The substitute put in a movie about asking questions in French. By the time the movie came close to the ending the bell rang, ending first period. Gaara’s French class was on lower B and his Art class was on E hall, all the way across the school. Gaara walked into the hallway and pushed his way through, getting slammed twice into a locker and once into someone’s book bag. Gaara ran to the double doors leading to E hall. Once through, it seemed deserted. A few people scattered into some classrooms and others were leaving. Gaara entered the third door on his left. He sat down at the table second closest to the door. He was the only one there so far. There were still four minutes to get to class and everyone was now hanging around outside. A girl Gaara new, named Tenten walked in frowning and seeming almost scared.
Tenten was pretty girl, with a nice shape, if not average. She wore a white shirt that had thin orange stripes, accentuating the little curves she did have. She had on a pair of long dark blue jeans and some flat soled orange sandals. Her nails were short cropped and clean. Her dark brown hair was tightly put up with brown hair bands and her short bangs along the top with a strand of longer hair hanging framing her face.
“Hey Gaara!” She said waving smiling with relief. She sat down beside him. “I was afraid that I wouldn‘t know anyone in this class. I didn’t sign up for it did you? ”
“Yes. I like to draw.” Gaara stated calmly, secretly glad that someone he knew was going to be in his class. TenTen and Gaara talked for awhile about the upcoming year and what happened over the summer. They compared schedules. They had Art, lunch and English together.
Soon the room was filled and class began. Gaara looked at his classmates. There were two boys with long hair, Gaara, Tenten, a girl with red hair, a boy with big eyebrows and a bowl cut hairdo, a boy that looked like he had a fro and wore sunglasses, a boy with raven hair that stuck up in the back with black eyes, a girl with blond hair and blue eyes, and another girl who looked like one of the boys with long hair except her hair was short blue while his was long and dark brown. The rest of the people didn’t look very interesting.
A teacher walked into class five minutes after class was supposed to start. He had gray hair, though he was young, that stuck upwards and his lower half and left side of his face covered by a black turtle neck . He was holding an orange book that had a big red circle on the back with a line through it.
“Sorry I‘m late for class students. I thought the bell was a fire drill.” He started, obviously fibbing. “Well, anyway I‘m Kakashi- sensei. I‘ll be your art teacher! Now today I‘ll pass out the rules for you to read over on your own. Then I‘ll start you all on your first project.” He then passed out a sheet with rules and procedures on it and went over the consequences.
“Okay everyone, gather round and I‘ll show you how to do the project. ” He said while everyone stood up near the center table Kakashi was sitting at. The project was simple. Create three types of balances using only one color and one piece of construction paper on all three white pages. While he showed the class how to do it, Gaara looked around at the people near him. The boy wearing the sunglasses was the only one beside him. The teacher had called him Shino Aburame. He was tall and skinny, but not like Gaara skinny. He had a nice build, but liked to swerve his back in an almost hunching manner. His messy dark brown hair was held back by a headband, that the school sold to show school “spirit”. He had told the teacher his family had a condition where their eyes were sensitive to light so he had to wear sunglasses. He wore dark brown cargo pants and men’s brown sandals on his feet. You couldn’t tell what his shirt was, seeing as how he had on a huge light green jacket that was way too big for him. Over on his desk were several magazines and books about bugs , along with sketches of the little creepy crawlies.
Behind Gaara was the red headed girl. Well, sort of red headed(3). Her hair was not quite red but not quite orange, it being somewhere in the middle with a few natural blond streaks though it.. It was one of those colors where you just had to ask, if it was natural or did the color come from a bottle. It was also wavy and went down passed her shoulders, almost mid back. She had brown eyes that were tinted so close to purple that you could just say that they were purple and have no argument. She was American, though was definitely into anime, looking at the binder in her hand, stuffed with mangas and character sketches. She had a nice shape like Tenten, except her chest stuck out most of all, desperately almost trying to hide it with a decaled shirt and her binder. She wore a black shirt with a little animated green dog playing DDR on it. She had several different colored band running up the side of her arm. She had on black eyeliner and had a natural pink blush. Her skin a was pale but darker than most in the class. She had a clear shiny lip gloss on her pink lips. Her nails were long and neat, though natural and painted clear. She had on a pair on tight black jeans that flares at the bottom and a pair of black and white converses. She was all together very pretty. The teacher introduced her as Manami Kozakura.
When seated Gaara noticed that Tenten had begun to flirt with some boys at the table over while still making light conversation with Gaara about the project. Today they were supposed to make a folder and cut out random shapes from their construction paper after they chose a color. Gaara chose brown and quickly made his folder. Then he began to cut out random shapes from his paper. He cut out some spirals and lines. The bell rang and everyone put their things in their folder and back on their shelves Kakashi had assigned earlier. Gaara grabbed his bag and rushed up through the halls in record time to upper B. On the stairs he was nearly tripped twice but fell back on two or so more people. They brutally pushed him forward and he made it to English.
Though Gaara had made such good timing, all of the seats were already filled and more students were piling in, bringing their own seats. There was one table in the back of the room and the teacher told Gaara to take a seat there.
Right before class started, Manami and Shino walked in. The teacher, now known as Asuma - sensei told them to take a seat at the table. The bell rang and class began. Gaara noticed that the boy with the bushy eyebrows, who everyone called Lee, was also in this class. As the teacher began passing out papers, he told the class to go ahead and in meet their new classmates as they would be partnering up a lot in this class. Gaara looked back at the other two sitting at his table and raised an eyebrow. The girl smiled brightly , nodded and giggled at him.
“My name‘s Manami Kozakura! Nice to meet you… umm?”
“Gaara. We have art together.” Gaara said nodding slightly. Manami looked at him funny and laughed.
“We do? I didn‘t even notice! I noticed he does though. So who are you anyway?” she asked pointing to Shino.
“Shino Aburame.” He responded quickly in a scratchy voice, much like Gaara’s own. He glanced at Manami to Gaara and then back to Manami. He also nodded down a little.
“Don‘t talk much, do you two?” she giggled again glancing at Gaara and then Shino. “Well then you two must like to draw! Do you like anime?”
Gaara‘s eyes got wide at two of his favorite subjects. “Yes! I love drawing and anime!”
“I enjoy watching certain anime but I enjoy reading manga more. ” Shino said becoming more interested.
“I love reading manga!” Gaara and Manami exclaimed at the same time, excitement growing, while all three at the same time thinking the same thing. I’ll actually get a new friend here after all.
“This year might be okay yet! You both in ninth grade too?” Manami asked, trying to find more in common between the three. Lunch came sooner than anyone expected.
At lunch the lines were out the door, so our trio decided to skip it and just sit down at a table. The first week, everyone was told, freshmen had to eat inside to get used to the cafeteria. They sat down at a table it the middle facing the outside windows. Tenten and two of her other friends came up and asked to sit down with them so that she could know someone. Manami smiled and told her the more the merrier and stirred up a conversation. Once that Manami declared that they had nothing in common she started to talk to Shino and Gaara more, while still trying to include Tenten and her friends.
“So are you liking high school life so far?” she started. Tenten got stars in her eyes from the subject.
“I love it! There‘s so many cute boys! And boys here are so open to flirt with! They‘re already asking my for my number!” She said, still dazzled herself.
“That‘s great! ”Manami said, looking at Gaara and Shino with pleading eyes to bring up another subject.
“Did you know a cockroach can live with…”Shino started enthusiastically , before Tenten stood up and quickly excused herself and friends saying she saw another of her friends she hadn’t seen all summer. Manami burst out laughing and looked at Shino.
“Thanks for that!” Gaara looked at her funny.
“Your weird. ” he stated like a simple fact. She looked at him and got a serious look on her face. She leaned close to his face and said “I know!” She made a silly face at Gaara that made him laugh and made Shino smirk.
“You‘ll learn to love me for it!”
After lunch they went back to third where they did a quick crossword. All three of them had fourth together, which was right across the hall. The bell rang and they packed up. They quickly ran across the hall, as though playing “chicken” until Gaara tripped and Manami tripped on top of him. She looked down on at him blushing and blushed. They both burst out laughing as people about ran over them. Shino quickly came to their rescue, pulling Manami up. Then they both helped Gaara into the classroom. The three quickly grabbed the three seats in the back next to the windows. In fourth the went over the rules and introduced themselves. The teachers name was Iruka- sensei. He told them to tell two things that were true and one thing that was a false. The class was to guess the lie. First was Gaara
“My name’s Gaara. I have two siblings, two dogs, and love foot ball.” Everyone knew which was the lie since Gaara was so small. Shino was next.
“My name is Shino Aburame. I have no siblings, a step mother, and a pet spider.” People had mixed guesses. Iruka yelled at them and said this was supposed to be fun and not to make it “such a drag” as a boy named Shikamaru with a pineapple shaped head pointed out. Manami was last.
“My name is Manami Kozakura! I‘ve have ten pets, one older brother, and have fallen in love today…with Iruka!!!” she yelled making longing motions towards Iruka making him blush and the class laugh. The day was soon over and the three walked to the car rider area. Manami began to tell them about her strange obsession with candy. Once outside they met up with Gaara’s friend, Kiba.
Kiba was a tall boy with a ruggish look he had short brown hair an d two round canines, almost fang like teeth. His skin was tanned and his eyes were a brown animalistic type, being only slits. He wore some dark blue jeans and a button up black leather-like shirt. It was long sleeves and had two rows dark of buttons. He had two red triangles on his cheeks, as a family symbol representing fangs. He walked towards them happily
“Well look here! My two friends Gaara and Shino have met? That’s great. I met Shino at summer camp last year, remember me telling you Gaara? Lookin’ good you two!” he whistled playfully. Spotting Manami as a friend of Gaara’s instead of just a passerby he kept on. “And lookie here! He‘s this lovely lady behind y‘all. I‘m Kiba by the way. Lookin‘ good!” he said pointing at her with both fingers and winking playfully.
“Name‘s Manami, and back at ya cutie!” she said low and just as playful. The group shared a good laugh, except Shino who just smirked at their antics, until Kiba and Shino’s ride came. The group said their good-byes and Kiba and Shino left. Manami began to walk home as Gaara’s ride pulled up. Gaara and Temari, who had been hanging around behind some tree’s near Gaara’s group, came up and got in.
“So, Gaara sweetie, how was your first day of high school?” Gaara’s mom questioned lovingly. “Learn anything new? Get any new friends?”
“I learned how to say train station in French, I think. La Gare. Or something like it. ”
“No new friends yet?” she asked rather disappointed.
“Actually, yes. Two new friends. Two new best friends.”
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(1) Full sized as in twice the size of a twin but slightly smaller than a queen bed.
(2) Yes, I have a skylight over my toilet that you can see out as well as in.
(3) This is my own character but I couldn’t make her be a different character because the one she relates to is some where between Lee, Naruto, and Gaara and already have parts for them in the story so I’ll try to build out my own character/s .
Review please!
Hey guys! I‘m going to try taking on a longer story for once and not quitting at it! This story may have sad parts but that’s life so I’m sorry if you don’t like it! Read and review! Okay, you may not get some things but this is a true story. Well, the plot is, but the characters aren’t the same as they are in real life! There is a reason everyone is a certain character because of some resemblance or similarity between characters and people.
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Darkness… nothing but pure darkness…swirling and twirling downward to more darkness …this pitch black void…
“Ha ha, and then she ran out the door!” The laughter of radio clock on the side table screeched, waking the boy on the bed up in an instance. He shot forth his hand and turned of the noisy contraption. The boy opened his crystal emerald green eyes to quickly shut them again at the infiltrating light that attacked his delicate pupils.
After about two minutes the boy opened them up again with more ease then before. He quickly surveyed his surroundings. The walls of his room were a deep royal blue with a white thin line along the top edge where the paint had run down from the ceiling. He had two posters on his door, a light brown one of his favorite actor and the other was a purple one of his favorite anime show. Several sketches hung on the walls opposite of his bed, some cut-outs from magazines formed collogues of teen life on the wall to his right, and a mural of dolphins and other sea life was on the wall behind him beside a gait window, big enough to through his bed through. The window had a blue blanket nailed over it to keep out the hideous orange light that liked to shine through his window at night. To his left and right were also two giant fans, identical except two opposite shades of blue. The one on his right a deep royal blue and the one on his left a light blue, both sharing the same Japanese poem of the wind on them. These his older sister, Temari gave him for his birthday the year before. Also on the wall across from him was a big brown dresser with several boxes of art supplies , a small wooden box with four pullout drawers, and a mirror on it. The mirror had a giant blue scrap of cloth hanging from it, covering its view to and from the world. Beside the dresser, dark blue, almost black mushroom chair resided. A TV rested with a VCR on top of it in the right hand corner, next to his brown nightstand. It sat on a golden brown stand with a multi-shaded blue table cloth over it, covering a play station 2 and a stack of games and DVDs. Beside those a big purple box set gathering dust. A door led to the closet on the right hand side. His bed frame was painted a murky brown, with a full-sized(1) bed on it. A blue comforter rested underneath a blue sleeping bag. The comforter never needed straightening and the bed always remained made since the boy only slept under his sleeping bag every night. Eight pillows laid on the bed though the boy always moved all but two to the side of the bed each night. The bed was pushed up to the left wall, so that the head board touched the back wall and the left hand side of the bed was impossible to fall off. This was done because the boy always slept on the left side and never rolled off. Clothes were scattered along the floor, mixed in with several burnt and bought CD’s an two CD cases. Several broken head phones laid near the closets white door. On this door there hung anime ads, mini posters of shows, video game ads, and a few magazine clip outs.
The boy turned to his right and slipped his pale feet off, onto the tacky purplish-pink fuzzy carpet that had come with the house. He glanced up at the clock. It read five thirty -eight a.m. The boy stood up, as his bed made an annoying squeak and the old springs fell out of the holes back into the mattress to wait until the next night to poke the boy once again.
The boy stepped over his clothes and CDs to his dresser. Once he arrived he pulled down the blue sheet to look at himself in the mirror. The boy’s eyes had a thin purple rim around them to show that he hadn’t slept. He would cover those up later though. His messy crimson red hair stuck up in random spots and stuck down to his head in others. He was a bit short for his age, a t five foot and very skinny. He opened his drawers and pulled out a clean pair of red boxers and a pair of new socks. He set them down on the bed and rolled up his sleeping bag, placing it in his chair for tomorrow. He walked to his closet and pulled out a pair of black baggy pants and a tight gray shirt that had a black bleeding skull on it with eyes that had white fire in them. He grabbed his clothes and a wrist band from his dresser and left his room across the quiet dark hallway to the bathroom. He could see the sun hadn’t come up through the skylight above the toliet(2). He set his stuff down of the white wooden cabinet on the lavender wall. He pulled back the almost clear purple curtain and turned on the water, adjusting it to his liking before stripping off his pajama pants he got for Christmas and under wear and stepping in.
After taking a nice warm relaxing shower, he got out and grabbed a big fuzzy brown towel from underneath the white sink cabinets. He quickly dried of and put on his clothes. When he was done he looked in the mirror to check how he looked. His hair was turned up and twisted all over. He grabbed a brush off the counter and brushed his hair back.
I probably look like a nerd, he thought. Looking up into the mirror, he quickly took his hands and ran them through his hair, making it stick up in odd directions. He went back into his bedroom and opened the second drawer in the brown box on his dresser. He pulled out some eye liner and applied it thickly around the rim on his eyes. He closed the liner and put it back into the box. He went back into the bathroom and looked in that mirror to see hi reflection in a more lighted area. Satisfied with it, he picked up his night clothes and left the bathroom, turning right and into the living room. He cringed at the walls and lamps, seeing as they were the same putrid color as the carpets. He passed the dining room turned computer room and into the kitchen.
The kitchen walls are better but still lame, he thought to himself. The walls here were purple with multicolored leaves over them. He glanced at the clock on the microwave as he passes it. It read six-o-one, and he went into the laundry room to dump off his clothes. He put them in the basket and walked back into the kitchen. On the table he found a note. It read:
Gaara,
Sorry I can’t be there to see you off for your first day of High school! I got called in early at five this morning and had to go. Old Kido will take you to school. Make sure you get some breakfast and wake Temari. She’s a senior now!!! Kankuro called and last night and said he starts college next week and expects us to call him soon! My babies are growing up! Have a good a day sweetheart!
Love,
Mom
Your not my mom…, thought the boy now known as Gaara. Gaarawalked over to the counter and pulled out two pieces of bread from the bag and put them in the toaster. He turned the setting to three and pulled out some butter. He went to the fridge and got out a small pack of microwave bacon and made six pieces. By this time the toast was done so he buttered it and put one piece on a plate with the bacon. He pulled a bowl out and put some Fruit Loops and milk in it. He set the plate with bacon on it in front of one chair and the cereal in front of the one he sat at. Gaara quickly and quietly ate his cereal and piece of toast. When he was done he put his dishes in the washing machine and glanced at the clock. It read six-thirty-eight so he went to his sister Temari’s room, right beside Gaara’s and across from Kankuro‘s old room. Gaara opened the door to the pink asian themed room. Temari was sitting in the middle of the bed, tangled in the sheets with a pillow over her head and her rear in the air.
“Temari! Get up!” Gaara voiced loudly in his scratchy boyish voice. Temari sat up groggily on her knees with one eye closed and the other partially shut. She tilted her head sideway to get a good look at the intruder in her room. She fell back down on the bed with a soft ‘ thud’ and covered her head back up with a pillow.
“Too sleepy!!” murmured through her fluffy white pillow, getting drool over it. Gaara raised an almost nonexistent eyebrow and smirked. He took a deep breathe and yelled.
“Temari!!! Get up right NOW!” Temari quickly scrambled out of bed and frantically shoved Gaara out of her room. Gaara went to his room and grabbed his dark gray messenger bag and stuffed in a binder with paper and pencils in it, a notebook or two, and his CD player. He quickly left his room and set his bag by the door. He walked to the kitchen and fed the dogs, who were too lazy to get up, and made sure Temari had found her breakfast. Sure enough, she had. Gaara quickly brushed his teeth, put on his shoes, and grabbed his shoes before he and Temari started out towards the first day of the rest of their lives.
Old Kido was waiting for them outside when they got there in his pick up truck.
Old Kido was an dirty eighty some year old man who hated children and lived on a farm as their closest neighbor. He considered children to be just about anyone younger than him, which to Gaara meant the entire world. The ride was long and boring as the small truck was filled with tension and the smell of cow manure.
Gaara looked at his schedule. There was no first period or homeroom listed.
Where do I go? Gaara frantically thought to himself. They arrived at 7:55. Gaara and Temari , who thanked the heavens at not having to smell the horrid smell anymore, stepped out of the truck and stood in front of his new school. Here I am, Gaara said to himself looking at the large building in front of him, this is where I’ll spend the next four years of my life!
Gaara’s happy bubble moment was lost as he began to look around. The school was old, as he’d known since his foster mom had gone there. It was falling apart and smelled as if the toilets hadn’t been flushed since his mom was there herself. The halls where crowded and the smaller, shorter people, like Gaara himself, were being slammed to the sides of the halls by the stampede of traffic. The bell rang and all the sudden the halls were empty, except for a few freshman and seniors chilling out. Gaara remembered Temari tell him that no one was counted late on there first day. Temari came up behind him and put her arm a round his shoulders.
“Smell that little brother? That‘s the smell you’ll smell for the rest of you high school career. Breathe it in! Have a nice life!” she beamed making motions with her hands, then let go of him and walked off with her snickering friends.
After about twenty of minutes of walking from classroom to classroom, he eventually .found the right one.
French? Gaara thought, I didn’t sign up for French… Gaara took a seat on the last row towards the wall. He would have sat next to the window but some others boys he knew from middle school were already there. Just because he knew them, didn’t mean he liked them.
The teacher at the front of the room was an old lady and she explained how she was a substitute and the real teacher would be there in about a month. She passed out the code of conduct book and got half way through it when the bell rang. The announcements came on and a lady began speaking.
“Attention all students! Welcome back and I so glad to see so many new faces this year! I‘m Ms. Tsunade, the principal! I’ll explain how our scheduling and bells work this year. Each students have four periods a day for about an hour and a half. On certain days we will have homeroom after first period. On those days you will be dismissed by the bell ten minutes early during first period. Lunch will be determined by your hall on your third period class. Your first period class teacher will explain and should have it written on the board. You will get your pin numbers for lunch, hopefully by next week. You get twenty-five minutes for lunch. There are six minutes for each class change and a minute bell will be sounded one minute before the tardy bell so you know how long you have to get to class. We will assign lockers in about two days so bring five dollars in if you want one. Drivers Ed. Sign ups are in the front office and car registration to park in the student parking lot is in front of the office, outside the library. We will dismiss at 2:55 to 3:00, depending on how long announcements are. Thank you! Have a great first day! ”
Thee the bell rang a second time to change to first period. The teacher told them that since they were all freshman that they had first period in their homeroom. Several more people came in. When the second bell rang the room was packed. The teacher then began to discuss how the teacher would be out again. Then she wrote down the lunch system on the board. There were several different areas of the school. There was a big gym, little gym, A hall, cafeteria, lower B hall, upper B hall, C hall, trailers , D hall, E hall, and an upper C hall. Not to mention a control room, library, several bathrooms, several copy rooms, teacher lounge, four guidance offices, four vice principal offices, a reference room, main office, secondary office, “the window”, ISS room, secretary offices on each hall, and several small “cubbies” where old barely used classrooms were stuffed with storage rooms. Despite all of this, the halls were crowded, bathrooms were impossible to use, except the little gyms, and there were only two small staircases.
Gaara had upper B hall for third period. Upper B hall had second lunch, which would be at 11:45, during third period and not with any of his old “friends”. Gaara had French I, Art I, English I Honors, and World History Honors, in that order.
The substitute put in a movie about asking questions in French. By the time the movie came close to the ending the bell rang, ending first period. Gaara’s French class was on lower B and his Art class was on E hall, all the way across the school. Gaara walked into the hallway and pushed his way through, getting slammed twice into a locker and once into someone’s book bag. Gaara ran to the double doors leading to E hall. Once through, it seemed deserted. A few people scattered into some classrooms and others were leaving. Gaara entered the third door on his left. He sat down at the table second closest to the door. He was the only one there so far. There were still four minutes to get to class and everyone was now hanging around outside. A girl Gaara new, named Tenten walked in frowning and seeming almost scared.
Tenten was pretty girl, with a nice shape, if not average. She wore a white shirt that had thin orange stripes, accentuating the little curves she did have. She had on a pair of long dark blue jeans and some flat soled orange sandals. Her nails were short cropped and clean. Her dark brown hair was tightly put up with brown hair bands and her short bangs along the top with a strand of longer hair hanging framing her face.
“Hey Gaara!” She said waving smiling with relief. She sat down beside him. “I was afraid that I wouldn‘t know anyone in this class. I didn’t sign up for it did you? ”
“Yes. I like to draw.” Gaara stated calmly, secretly glad that someone he knew was going to be in his class. TenTen and Gaara talked for awhile about the upcoming year and what happened over the summer. They compared schedules. They had Art, lunch and English together.
Soon the room was filled and class began. Gaara looked at his classmates. There were two boys with long hair, Gaara, Tenten, a girl with red hair, a boy with big eyebrows and a bowl cut hairdo, a boy that looked like he had a fro and wore sunglasses, a boy with raven hair that stuck up in the back with black eyes, a girl with blond hair and blue eyes, and another girl who looked like one of the boys with long hair except her hair was short blue while his was long and dark brown. The rest of the people didn’t look very interesting.
A teacher walked into class five minutes after class was supposed to start. He had gray hair, though he was young, that stuck upwards and his lower half and left side of his face covered by a black turtle neck . He was holding an orange book that had a big red circle on the back with a line through it.
“Sorry I‘m late for class students. I thought the bell was a fire drill.” He started, obviously fibbing. “Well, anyway I‘m Kakashi- sensei. I‘ll be your art teacher! Now today I‘ll pass out the rules for you to read over on your own. Then I‘ll start you all on your first project.” He then passed out a sheet with rules and procedures on it and went over the consequences.
“Okay everyone, gather round and I‘ll show you how to do the project. ” He said while everyone stood up near the center table Kakashi was sitting at. The project was simple. Create three types of balances using only one color and one piece of construction paper on all three white pages. While he showed the class how to do it, Gaara looked around at the people near him. The boy wearing the sunglasses was the only one beside him. The teacher had called him Shino Aburame. He was tall and skinny, but not like Gaara skinny. He had a nice build, but liked to swerve his back in an almost hunching manner. His messy dark brown hair was held back by a headband, that the school sold to show school “spirit”. He had told the teacher his family had a condition where their eyes were sensitive to light so he had to wear sunglasses. He wore dark brown cargo pants and men’s brown sandals on his feet. You couldn’t tell what his shirt was, seeing as how he had on a huge light green jacket that was way too big for him. Over on his desk were several magazines and books about bugs , along with sketches of the little creepy crawlies.
Behind Gaara was the red headed girl. Well, sort of red headed(3). Her hair was not quite red but not quite orange, it being somewhere in the middle with a few natural blond streaks though it.. It was one of those colors where you just had to ask, if it was natural or did the color come from a bottle. It was also wavy and went down passed her shoulders, almost mid back. She had brown eyes that were tinted so close to purple that you could just say that they were purple and have no argument. She was American, though was definitely into anime, looking at the binder in her hand, stuffed with mangas and character sketches. She had a nice shape like Tenten, except her chest stuck out most of all, desperately almost trying to hide it with a decaled shirt and her binder. She wore a black shirt with a little animated green dog playing DDR on it. She had several different colored band running up the side of her arm. She had on black eyeliner and had a natural pink blush. Her skin a was pale but darker than most in the class. She had a clear shiny lip gloss on her pink lips. Her nails were long and neat, though natural and painted clear. She had on a pair on tight black jeans that flares at the bottom and a pair of black and white converses. She was all together very pretty. The teacher introduced her as Manami Kozakura.
When seated Gaara noticed that Tenten had begun to flirt with some boys at the table over while still making light conversation with Gaara about the project. Today they were supposed to make a folder and cut out random shapes from their construction paper after they chose a color. Gaara chose brown and quickly made his folder. Then he began to cut out random shapes from his paper. He cut out some spirals and lines. The bell rang and everyone put their things in their folder and back on their shelves Kakashi had assigned earlier. Gaara grabbed his bag and rushed up through the halls in record time to upper B. On the stairs he was nearly tripped twice but fell back on two or so more people. They brutally pushed him forward and he made it to English.
Though Gaara had made such good timing, all of the seats were already filled and more students were piling in, bringing their own seats. There was one table in the back of the room and the teacher told Gaara to take a seat there.
Right before class started, Manami and Shino walked in. The teacher, now known as Asuma - sensei told them to take a seat at the table. The bell rang and class began. Gaara noticed that the boy with the bushy eyebrows, who everyone called Lee, was also in this class. As the teacher began passing out papers, he told the class to go ahead and in meet their new classmates as they would be partnering up a lot in this class. Gaara looked back at the other two sitting at his table and raised an eyebrow. The girl smiled brightly , nodded and giggled at him.
“My name‘s Manami Kozakura! Nice to meet you… umm?”
“Gaara. We have art together.” Gaara said nodding slightly. Manami looked at him funny and laughed.
“We do? I didn‘t even notice! I noticed he does though. So who are you anyway?” she asked pointing to Shino.
“Shino Aburame.” He responded quickly in a scratchy voice, much like Gaara’s own. He glanced at Manami to Gaara and then back to Manami. He also nodded down a little.
“Don‘t talk much, do you two?” she giggled again glancing at Gaara and then Shino. “Well then you two must like to draw! Do you like anime?”
Gaara‘s eyes got wide at two of his favorite subjects. “Yes! I love drawing and anime!”
“I enjoy watching certain anime but I enjoy reading manga more. ” Shino said becoming more interested.
“I love reading manga!” Gaara and Manami exclaimed at the same time, excitement growing, while all three at the same time thinking the same thing. I’ll actually get a new friend here after all.
“This year might be okay yet! You both in ninth grade too?” Manami asked, trying to find more in common between the three. Lunch came sooner than anyone expected.
At lunch the lines were out the door, so our trio decided to skip it and just sit down at a table. The first week, everyone was told, freshmen had to eat inside to get used to the cafeteria. They sat down at a table it the middle facing the outside windows. Tenten and two of her other friends came up and asked to sit down with them so that she could know someone. Manami smiled and told her the more the merrier and stirred up a conversation. Once that Manami declared that they had nothing in common she started to talk to Shino and Gaara more, while still trying to include Tenten and her friends.
“So are you liking high school life so far?” she started. Tenten got stars in her eyes from the subject.
“I love it! There‘s so many cute boys! And boys here are so open to flirt with! They‘re already asking my for my number!” She said, still dazzled herself.
“That‘s great! ”Manami said, looking at Gaara and Shino with pleading eyes to bring up another subject.
“Did you know a cockroach can live with…”Shino started enthusiastically , before Tenten stood up and quickly excused herself and friends saying she saw another of her friends she hadn’t seen all summer. Manami burst out laughing and looked at Shino.
“Thanks for that!” Gaara looked at her funny.
“Your weird. ” he stated like a simple fact. She looked at him and got a serious look on her face. She leaned close to his face and said “I know!” She made a silly face at Gaara that made him laugh and made Shino smirk.
“You‘ll learn to love me for it!”
After lunch they went back to third where they did a quick crossword. All three of them had fourth together, which was right across the hall. The bell rang and they packed up. They quickly ran across the hall, as though playing “chicken” until Gaara tripped and Manami tripped on top of him. She looked down on at him blushing and blushed. They both burst out laughing as people about ran over them. Shino quickly came to their rescue, pulling Manami up. Then they both helped Gaara into the classroom. The three quickly grabbed the three seats in the back next to the windows. In fourth the went over the rules and introduced themselves. The teachers name was Iruka- sensei. He told them to tell two things that were true and one thing that was a false. The class was to guess the lie. First was Gaara
“My name’s Gaara. I have two siblings, two dogs, and love foot ball.” Everyone knew which was the lie since Gaara was so small. Shino was next.
“My name is Shino Aburame. I have no siblings, a step mother, and a pet spider.” People had mixed guesses. Iruka yelled at them and said this was supposed to be fun and not to make it “such a drag” as a boy named Shikamaru with a pineapple shaped head pointed out. Manami was last.
“My name is Manami Kozakura! I‘ve have ten pets, one older brother, and have fallen in love today…with Iruka!!!” she yelled making longing motions towards Iruka making him blush and the class laugh. The day was soon over and the three walked to the car rider area. Manami began to tell them about her strange obsession with candy. Once outside they met up with Gaara’s friend, Kiba.
Kiba was a tall boy with a ruggish look he had short brown hair an d two round canines, almost fang like teeth. His skin was tanned and his eyes were a brown animalistic type, being only slits. He wore some dark blue jeans and a button up black leather-like shirt. It was long sleeves and had two rows dark of buttons. He had two red triangles on his cheeks, as a family symbol representing fangs. He walked towards them happily
“Well look here! My two friends Gaara and Shino have met? That’s great. I met Shino at summer camp last year, remember me telling you Gaara? Lookin’ good you two!” he whistled playfully. Spotting Manami as a friend of Gaara’s instead of just a passerby he kept on. “And lookie here! He‘s this lovely lady behind y‘all. I‘m Kiba by the way. Lookin‘ good!” he said pointing at her with both fingers and winking playfully.
“Name‘s Manami, and back at ya cutie!” she said low and just as playful. The group shared a good laugh, except Shino who just smirked at their antics, until Kiba and Shino’s ride came. The group said their good-byes and Kiba and Shino left. Manami began to walk home as Gaara’s ride pulled up. Gaara and Temari, who had been hanging around behind some tree’s near Gaara’s group, came up and got in.
“So, Gaara sweetie, how was your first day of high school?” Gaara’s mom questioned lovingly. “Learn anything new? Get any new friends?”
“I learned how to say train station in French, I think. La Gare. Or something like it. ”
“No new friends yet?” she asked rather disappointed.
“Actually, yes. Two new friends. Two new best friends.”
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(1) Full sized as in twice the size of a twin but slightly smaller than a queen bed.
(2) Yes, I have a skylight over my toilet that you can see out as well as in.
(3) This is my own character but I couldn’t make her be a different character because the one she relates to is some where between Lee, Naruto, and Gaara and already have parts for them in the story so I’ll try to build out my own character/s .
Review please!