Dark Diary
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult +
Chapters:
7
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Dark Diary
Gaara, Naruto, Kiba, Shino, Chouji, Shikamaru: 14
Temari, Sasuke: 15
Kankurou, Neji, Kisame, Deidara, Sasori: 16
Itachi, Orochimaru: 17
“...” Talking
‘...’ Thoughts
'first person POV' Diary Writing
And by the way, he named his diary, “Shukaku”...Because I said so.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto or any of the characters or Billy Idol, but I do own Gaara’s shirt.
Chapter 1
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August 22, Monday
Hi Shukaku, it’s my first day at Konoha High...Guess what?
I hate school; I hate school, I HATE school!
I just got to my first class. Temari and Kankurou ditched as soon as we got here. I had to get my schedule by myself, and then I had to find my classes alone.
In the office there was this huge crowd, at first I thought I was waiting in line...After maybe ten minutes, I realized they seemed to be trying to get some guy’s attention. Most of them were girls who were dressed even skimpier than Temari, and some of them were guys in football jerseys and Nike. I see, ladies and gentlemen, meet the jocks and the cheerleaders.
A few of them looked at me and sneered... I guess they immediately passed judgment because of what I was wearing.
I’m sorry! You have no idea what I was wearing. Well, on that particular day, I was wearing a black coat that three sizes too big, and the previous owner (I got said coat for $4 at goodwill) had cut it so it was quarter sleeves. Underneath, I this black shirt, but it had black lace sewn on. It was only a quarter sleeves, except red lace had been sewn on the sleeves so that it went a little past my thumbs. I guess it may have been a girl’s shirt, but it was on the discount rack in the boy’s section, only $1.50. My pants were just something I got from Kankurou that he’d worn when he was 12. They were probably high waters on him, but I had to roll them up a little. My shoes were just some dingy old red converse Temari had given me three years ago, when they went out of style. By the way, most people call me Goth. I couldn’t really say one way or another. I wear really old hand me downs, or when I do have extra money, I usually have to go to a Goodwill. I don’t mind, the stuff is cheap and usually in good condition. Sometimes I wear makeup, eyeliner, but only to hide the bags under my eyes from lack of sleep...And sometimes bruises. I guess I must be pale... I never really thought about it. I almost never go outside, so I’m certainly not tan. I don’t listen to Marilyn Manson, I don’t hate him. He did a good job of “You spin me round”...Although my heart belongs to Billy Idol with that song.
But you probably don’t care, huh?
But anyway they were blocking my way and I was getting seriously pissed.
After trying to say excuse me...about a million
times, I gave up and just shoved one of them out of the way, hoping to get the point across that they were blocking the walk way.
I should have known they were just a bunch of idiots though.
“Hey!” Said the girl I pushed, “What’s your problem you gothic fag!”
I ignored her of course, she wasn’t worth my time. I walked up to the desk and told them my name. While they were looking through a stack of papers, one of the people from the crowd walked over and took my book bag.
“Hey twerp!” He said, “Want your bag?”
I stared at him; I think he wanted me to start jumping and trying to get it. Unfortunately for him, I’ve always had a habit of disappointing.
“Give me my bag” I said calmly, giving him a chance before I decided to rip out his spinal cord and strangle him with it.
He didn’t. I didn’t expect him to. I just wanted to give him some sort of chance, so that I would not have to be held responsible for my actions.
He started laughing, and I sighed. I didn’t mind beating him into a bloody pulp; I just really didn’t feel like getting in trouble the first day of school. I knew I was grinning evilly, because he stopped laughing and was looking at me. Who knows what I would have done, if it hadn’t been for what happened next.
“Kisame Just give him his fuckin’ bag!”
I turned around and saw that the guy who had been getting swarmed had pushed his way through the crowd. For a second it felt like my heart stopped beating...Is that when they say “Heart skipped a beat”?
But oh well, it didn’t matter. I could see why he had been surrounded; he was by no means plain. His hair was really long, to his waist? It was jet black too, and it looked SOFT. His eyes actually startled me. They didn’t have any pupils what so ever, but they had the most piercing gaze. He was tall, and he looked kind of muscular, maybe he played sports?
His skin was white though...Maybe whiter than mine. He wasn’t wearing anything note worthy, just a white sweatshirt and a pair of dark blue pants.
I didn’t bother looking at his shoes; I don’t have a foot fetish.
He raised an eyebrow at me, “Your bag?”
I looked down and noticed for the first time that the oafish blue guy had dropped my bag next to me.
I was a little surprised that I hadn’t even noticed when he left. I took my schedule from the old lady behind the desk, and I was going to walk away. But he grabbed me by the shirt and leaned down, God! He had to be at least ten inches taller than me!
“You shouldn’t shove people” He said, “its not nice”
He started to lean back when I said, “Then you should keep your whores out of the way. They’re an eyesore” It wasn’t that I wasn’t grateful...I was just angry at being reproached for pushing some bitch who was in my way.
He froze and his eyes narrowed. I don’t know if it was my imagination, but he almost looked surprised. Now I wasn’t scared, granted he was giving a scary look. But I feel that the reason I was starting to sweat was that I didn’t like how good his breath felt on my face.
He might’ve been about to say something, but the bell rang. He cursed and ran out of the room, but not before looking at me one last time. It wasn’t a glare though...I’m not sure what it was.
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August 30, Monday
Shukaku,
Shit, things are getting confusing.
I met these people. I don’t know why they’re talking to me, but they keep calling me buddy.
I’m writing a list to keep track of which is which.
Uzumaki Naruto-The loud blond one
Inuzuka Kiba-The guy who REALLY seems to like dogs
Akimichi Chouji-The guy who won’t stop eating
Aburame Shino-The quiet one I can tolerate for two
seconds
Nara Shikamaru-The lazy one who complains a lot
Yeah, that should do it; sometimes some girl will talk to them...Hinata? Uh, I think so...
Apparently, there are all these rules about school
that I thought only existed on those shitty teen movies.
There is a place where everyone hangs out... Sort of, more like, a certain area where they stay.
Like, apparently, I have been forced into the ‘Corner of Misfit Toys’. They said it was because, if someone was a misfit, and didn’t have anywhere to go...Well, this is where they ended up. The bottom of the food chain. They call it Toy Corner for short.
Then there is ‘Inbreed Corner’. That’s where the nerds hang out. And I mean the stereotypical, pocket protector nerds you see on TV. Even they are higher than us.
There’s ‘Whore Corner’, I guess that is self explanatory.
‘Virgin Corner’, that’s where the innocent people who blush in health class hang out.
There are other corners, ‘Poser Corner’, ‘Skate Corner’, ‘Rap Corner’ ...etc, the list goes on.
They all seem to have an edge on the clique or another, except us. We are the ones that everyone likes to pick on. Sure we fight back, but they gang up, and sometimes a guy can’t get away.
But the one corner that stands above them all, and I mean, the top of the food chain, is ‘Royal Corner’.
Not very many people are actually part of it. But people from other corners try to visit. I swear, the social ways at this school are FUCKED UP! I mean more in the sense that people actually remember all this and pass it on to younger generations.
Royal Corner holds the top dogs. Like:
Uchiha Itachi and Sasuke: They are bastards, so I
hear from Naruto, who won’t shut up about Sasuke.
Akuma Orochimaru: He’s some super pale guy, who,
according to Kiba, is Itachi’s boyfriend.
Tori Deidara: He seems like an air headed blond who has like three girlfriends at a time. But there is a rumor that he has a thing for a guy named Sasori, um, Shikamaru said he was from...Conformance Corner? That, by the way, is the group of people that think they’re a bunch of fucking non-conformists, when they shop at Hot Topic and listen to My Chemical Romance and Blink 182. Way to be original you bunch of Emo assholes! Even though there is an Emo Corner.
Hoshigaki Kisame: A shark dude, he’s the fucker who was trying to tease me a week ago.
Hyuuga Neji: I haven’t heard anything about him yet.
Yeah, the whole corner thing is pretty gay, but whatever. Corners are named by everyone else. It’s kind of weird, but interesting at the same time.
Toy Corner had its name excepted by everyone, because there were two guys, one was Hatake Kakashi, he was the leader of Royal Corner. He hooked up with another guy named Umino Iruka, who was from Toy Corner...Actually, Naruto tells it, that he started Toy Corner. Anyway, the story goes, that, like fifteen years ago, Iruka, these guys Gai, Mizuki and Asuma and this girl Kurenai had all left certain groups. They didn’t like where they were, but they didn’t want to be loners. They all met, and started to hang out. They kept it up, and it became an official group. At first, everyone just named them ‘Loner Corner’, because they were like, a group of loners that were together between classes.
Well, Kakashi liked Iruka, asked him out, and while they were together, he and Iruka watched some Christmas movies, and there was an island of misfit toys. Iruka liked it, and said that was the name of his corner, ‘The Corner of Misfit Toys’. Kakashi spread the word and said anyone who used the term ‘Loner Corner’ would get their ass kicked. To this day, ‘Toy Corner’.
Loners don’t exist at Konoha High. Everyone has a bully here...Well, almost everyone.
Anyone seen walking alone is most likely in deep shit just because. Toy Corner has a buddy system, I make six. The pairing system goes like this:
Kiba/Naruto
Shikamaru/Chouji
Me/Shino
I think they put us two together because we both don’t talk.
...Oh great, I filled up nearly eight pages about the damn social contract at this school. EW!
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September 8, Tuesday
Shukaku, I’m about to go to lunch. Yesterday I found out who that guy was. OH, and by the way, he’s in my second, fourth and sixth period.
What happened was in my fifth period, I sat next to Naruto and Kiba.
I had been late to class the first day. I don’t know why they brought it up, but they asked me why. I have never been much for talking, especially not to people...I figured I might as well tell them though, I guess I knew they wouldn’t leave me alone until I did.
After hearing my story of being detained in the office, they were both staring at me kind of weird...
((Flashback))
“Wait,” Said Naruto, “You mean you talked to Hyuuga Neji?”
Gaara stared at him blankly, not knowing or just not caring who Hyuuga Neji was.
Kiba shoved him to the side a little, “Ok,” he said, “So you say he had white eyes and long black hair right?”
Gaara shrugged
“That was Neji...” He bit his lip to hold in a snicker, “I can’t believe you started shit with NEJI of all people!”
Gaara glanced at the clock before answering, “Does that entail something relevant?”
Naruto gave him a look that seemed to say ‘Where the HELL have you been?’
“Well YEAH!” he said, “You might as well have picked a fight with the Uchiha-bastard! Although that would probably be better for you” He always talked about Sasuke, Gaara and everyone else at Toy Corner had guessed he liked him.
“No kidding,” said Kiba, “I mean, at least he wont beat the snot out of you on campus”
Gaara shrugged, “Anyone who can ‘beat the snot’ out of me, deserves to”
Naruto chuckled, “You seem pretty sure of yourself”
Gaara made no attempt to respond, and then the bell rang
((End Flashback))
Apparently he’s tough, and doesn’t mind getting in trouble...At least not about fighting. He seemed like he really didn’t want to be late for class.
Oh look, they’re coming over here-
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“Hey!” exclaimed Naruto, “Why aren’t you eating?”
He, Kiba, Chouji, Shino and Shikamaru all sat down at the table that had previously been empty, other
than Gaara.
Gaara glared at him and closed Shukaku, sticking it back in his book bag, “Why are you sitting here?”
“Sheesh!” said Shikamaru, “You’re moody, how troublesome”
Had Gaara been a different person, he might’ve tried to figure out why that was troublesome. But he wasn’t so he didn’t.
“Hey!” said Kiba leaning over the table to Gaara, “Guess what I heard!”
“No”
Kiba scowled a bit surprised, but continued, “Neji has been asking about you. He wants to know your name”
“Really!” Cried Naruto, “How do you know?”
Chouji stopped stuffing his face momentarily and answered, “He asked me”
Naruto’s jaw dropped, “What did you say?”
Chouji frowned, “At first I tried to tell him I didn’t know...But he had sources that told him we hang out together...” He looked apologetically at Gaara, “I’m sorry”
Gaara rolled his eyes, “I really don’t care if he knows who I am”
Chouji looked relieved, as did everyone else. They all liked Gaara a lot, even if he didn’t seem to care.
Suddenly, a milk carton landed on the middle of their table, splashing everyone. Although most of it got on Gaara.
“Ha!” A voice yelled
They all looked over, even Gaara and Shino, to a
table that held Kisame, the Uchiha brothers Itachi and Sasuke, Deidara, Orochimaru, various fan girls/guys and none other than Mr. Hyuuga Neji himself.
“That’s what you get!”
Gaara picked up some napkins and began to wipe himself off. But Naruto on the other hand was pissed.
“Hey Asshole! What the fuck is your problem!”
Everyone at the table looked up, most of them just noticing that the guy had thrown something.
Sasuke smirked, causing the angry blonde’s attention to go to him, “AHA! I knew it! Sasuke-teme you put him up to it!”
The rest of the cafeteria had gone deathly silent after Naruto first shouted; everyone knew that this could spell the end for ‘Toy Corner’.
Sasuke and Naruto were caught in a glaring contest, as the entire Royal Corner got up and walked towards them, minus their fans.
If the cafeteria hadn’t been silent before, it certainly was now. Even the lunch ladies had stopped serving; all eyes were on the two groups. No matter what happened, it would be big and possibly serve to shake the inward community that seemed to shape the social classes at school.
“That isn’t very polite” said Itachi resting a hand protectively on his younger brother’s head and looking at Naruto, “maybe you should apologize?”
“Maybe, fuck you” hissed Kiba
Orochimaru growled and was going to say something, but Sasuke beat him to it.
“You fucking wish you could”
Naruto stepped in, “Hey! Just because you’re a pretty boy doesn’t mean-“
“You think he’s pretty?”
Immediately all eyes went to the redhead who didn’t seem to care that he had just countered against his own friends. In fact some people had guessed he was trying to get on Sasuke’s good side, others said he was just a traitor against everyone.
But back to it. All eyes went to Gaara, except for Neji’s, his had already been on him.
“Well Naruto?” he said, “Do you find this hermaphrodite be a pretty (whisper) half (end whisper) boy?”
The silence was broken, as two thirds of the student body began to laugh, while the remaining third could only gawk at the boy who insulted THE Uchiha Sasuke, and with his entire group present.
Of course the members of Royal Corner were not at all amused. Especially Sasuke. With eyes narrowed, he took a step towards Gaara, only to be stopped by a hand on his shoulder.
The laughter died and it was silent again, with the exception of a few murmurs and whispers. Hyuuga Neji was taking initiative.
He stepped up to Gaara, who had somehow ended up a step in front of his friends...On the front line. Neji stared down at him, he raised an eyebrow.
“Sabaku no Gaara?”
Gaara nodded mutely
“I see. You seem to have quite a mouth on you...” He leaned down again, close and whispered in his ear, “Keep this up, and I’ll put your pretty little mouth to good use”
Gaara’s eyes narrowed indignantly and some people say he even blushed.
Neji smirked and walked back to his table, with the rest of them following. Shikamaru, Kiba, Naruto, Chouji, Shino and Gaara sat down.
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September 8, Tuesday ...continued...
I cannot believe that FUCKING HYUUGA! What the hell did he say! That was like...Retarded flirting! I can’t remember being so pissed off in my entire life! He was staring at me too.
In fourth period, that is History, the desks are wrapped around the class, kind of like an amphitheater. Anyway, he sits across from me and one seat over. He kept on looking at me...
It was getting really annoying! Finally, after glaring at him didn’t seem to be working, and when the teacher had turned his back, I finally just flipped him off. Then I ignored him for the rest of class.
Fifth period was great, he wasn’t there. But in sixth...Art. There are two-man tables, like desks, you can’t see what’s going on underneath them, most people text on their cell phones. We choose our own seats and guess what?
THAT GODDAMN HYUUGA MADE IT SO THAT EVERY SINGLE FUCKING SEAT BUT THE ONE NEXT TO HIM WAS FILLED!
I had to sit next to him entire time! And...The teacher said that because of too much arguing about seats, where we were then were going to be our permanent seats till the end of the year.
And I thought I hated my life before...
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Corvin: :P Just had to poke fun at the highschool cliques
Temari, Sasuke: 15
Kankurou, Neji, Kisame, Deidara, Sasori: 16
Itachi, Orochimaru: 17
“...” Talking
‘...’ Thoughts
'first person POV' Diary Writing
And by the way, he named his diary, “Shukaku”...Because I said so.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto or any of the characters or Billy Idol, but I do own Gaara’s shirt.
Chapter 1
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August 22, Monday
Hi Shukaku, it’s my first day at Konoha High...Guess what?
I hate school; I hate school, I HATE school!
I just got to my first class. Temari and Kankurou ditched as soon as we got here. I had to get my schedule by myself, and then I had to find my classes alone.
In the office there was this huge crowd, at first I thought I was waiting in line...After maybe ten minutes, I realized they seemed to be trying to get some guy’s attention. Most of them were girls who were dressed even skimpier than Temari, and some of them were guys in football jerseys and Nike. I see, ladies and gentlemen, meet the jocks and the cheerleaders.
A few of them looked at me and sneered... I guess they immediately passed judgment because of what I was wearing.
I’m sorry! You have no idea what I was wearing. Well, on that particular day, I was wearing a black coat that three sizes too big, and the previous owner (I got said coat for $4 at goodwill) had cut it so it was quarter sleeves. Underneath, I this black shirt, but it had black lace sewn on. It was only a quarter sleeves, except red lace had been sewn on the sleeves so that it went a little past my thumbs. I guess it may have been a girl’s shirt, but it was on the discount rack in the boy’s section, only $1.50. My pants were just something I got from Kankurou that he’d worn when he was 12. They were probably high waters on him, but I had to roll them up a little. My shoes were just some dingy old red converse Temari had given me three years ago, when they went out of style. By the way, most people call me Goth. I couldn’t really say one way or another. I wear really old hand me downs, or when I do have extra money, I usually have to go to a Goodwill. I don’t mind, the stuff is cheap and usually in good condition. Sometimes I wear makeup, eyeliner, but only to hide the bags under my eyes from lack of sleep...And sometimes bruises. I guess I must be pale... I never really thought about it. I almost never go outside, so I’m certainly not tan. I don’t listen to Marilyn Manson, I don’t hate him. He did a good job of “You spin me round”...Although my heart belongs to Billy Idol with that song.
But you probably don’t care, huh?
But anyway they were blocking my way and I was getting seriously pissed.
After trying to say excuse me...about a million
times, I gave up and just shoved one of them out of the way, hoping to get the point across that they were blocking the walk way.
I should have known they were just a bunch of idiots though.
“Hey!” Said the girl I pushed, “What’s your problem you gothic fag!”
I ignored her of course, she wasn’t worth my time. I walked up to the desk and told them my name. While they were looking through a stack of papers, one of the people from the crowd walked over and took my book bag.
“Hey twerp!” He said, “Want your bag?”
I stared at him; I think he wanted me to start jumping and trying to get it. Unfortunately for him, I’ve always had a habit of disappointing.
“Give me my bag” I said calmly, giving him a chance before I decided to rip out his spinal cord and strangle him with it.
He didn’t. I didn’t expect him to. I just wanted to give him some sort of chance, so that I would not have to be held responsible for my actions.
He started laughing, and I sighed. I didn’t mind beating him into a bloody pulp; I just really didn’t feel like getting in trouble the first day of school. I knew I was grinning evilly, because he stopped laughing and was looking at me. Who knows what I would have done, if it hadn’t been for what happened next.
“Kisame Just give him his fuckin’ bag!”
I turned around and saw that the guy who had been getting swarmed had pushed his way through the crowd. For a second it felt like my heart stopped beating...Is that when they say “Heart skipped a beat”?
But oh well, it didn’t matter. I could see why he had been surrounded; he was by no means plain. His hair was really long, to his waist? It was jet black too, and it looked SOFT. His eyes actually startled me. They didn’t have any pupils what so ever, but they had the most piercing gaze. He was tall, and he looked kind of muscular, maybe he played sports?
His skin was white though...Maybe whiter than mine. He wasn’t wearing anything note worthy, just a white sweatshirt and a pair of dark blue pants.
I didn’t bother looking at his shoes; I don’t have a foot fetish.
He raised an eyebrow at me, “Your bag?”
I looked down and noticed for the first time that the oafish blue guy had dropped my bag next to me.
I was a little surprised that I hadn’t even noticed when he left. I took my schedule from the old lady behind the desk, and I was going to walk away. But he grabbed me by the shirt and leaned down, God! He had to be at least ten inches taller than me!
“You shouldn’t shove people” He said, “its not nice”
He started to lean back when I said, “Then you should keep your whores out of the way. They’re an eyesore” It wasn’t that I wasn’t grateful...I was just angry at being reproached for pushing some bitch who was in my way.
He froze and his eyes narrowed. I don’t know if it was my imagination, but he almost looked surprised. Now I wasn’t scared, granted he was giving a scary look. But I feel that the reason I was starting to sweat was that I didn’t like how good his breath felt on my face.
He might’ve been about to say something, but the bell rang. He cursed and ran out of the room, but not before looking at me one last time. It wasn’t a glare though...I’m not sure what it was.
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August 30, Monday
Shukaku,
Shit, things are getting confusing.
I met these people. I don’t know why they’re talking to me, but they keep calling me buddy.
I’m writing a list to keep track of which is which.
Uzumaki Naruto-The loud blond one
Inuzuka Kiba-The guy who REALLY seems to like dogs
Akimichi Chouji-The guy who won’t stop eating
Aburame Shino-The quiet one I can tolerate for two
seconds
Nara Shikamaru-The lazy one who complains a lot
Yeah, that should do it; sometimes some girl will talk to them...Hinata? Uh, I think so...
Apparently, there are all these rules about school
that I thought only existed on those shitty teen movies.
There is a place where everyone hangs out... Sort of, more like, a certain area where they stay.
Like, apparently, I have been forced into the ‘Corner of Misfit Toys’. They said it was because, if someone was a misfit, and didn’t have anywhere to go...Well, this is where they ended up. The bottom of the food chain. They call it Toy Corner for short.
Then there is ‘Inbreed Corner’. That’s where the nerds hang out. And I mean the stereotypical, pocket protector nerds you see on TV. Even they are higher than us.
There’s ‘Whore Corner’, I guess that is self explanatory.
‘Virgin Corner’, that’s where the innocent people who blush in health class hang out.
There are other corners, ‘Poser Corner’, ‘Skate Corner’, ‘Rap Corner’ ...etc, the list goes on.
They all seem to have an edge on the clique or another, except us. We are the ones that everyone likes to pick on. Sure we fight back, but they gang up, and sometimes a guy can’t get away.
But the one corner that stands above them all, and I mean, the top of the food chain, is ‘Royal Corner’.
Not very many people are actually part of it. But people from other corners try to visit. I swear, the social ways at this school are FUCKED UP! I mean more in the sense that people actually remember all this and pass it on to younger generations.
Royal Corner holds the top dogs. Like:
Uchiha Itachi and Sasuke: They are bastards, so I
hear from Naruto, who won’t shut up about Sasuke.
Akuma Orochimaru: He’s some super pale guy, who,
according to Kiba, is Itachi’s boyfriend.
Tori Deidara: He seems like an air headed blond who has like three girlfriends at a time. But there is a rumor that he has a thing for a guy named Sasori, um, Shikamaru said he was from...Conformance Corner? That, by the way, is the group of people that think they’re a bunch of fucking non-conformists, when they shop at Hot Topic and listen to My Chemical Romance and Blink 182. Way to be original you bunch of Emo assholes! Even though there is an Emo Corner.
Hoshigaki Kisame: A shark dude, he’s the fucker who was trying to tease me a week ago.
Hyuuga Neji: I haven’t heard anything about him yet.
Yeah, the whole corner thing is pretty gay, but whatever. Corners are named by everyone else. It’s kind of weird, but interesting at the same time.
Toy Corner had its name excepted by everyone, because there were two guys, one was Hatake Kakashi, he was the leader of Royal Corner. He hooked up with another guy named Umino Iruka, who was from Toy Corner...Actually, Naruto tells it, that he started Toy Corner. Anyway, the story goes, that, like fifteen years ago, Iruka, these guys Gai, Mizuki and Asuma and this girl Kurenai had all left certain groups. They didn’t like where they were, but they didn’t want to be loners. They all met, and started to hang out. They kept it up, and it became an official group. At first, everyone just named them ‘Loner Corner’, because they were like, a group of loners that were together between classes.
Well, Kakashi liked Iruka, asked him out, and while they were together, he and Iruka watched some Christmas movies, and there was an island of misfit toys. Iruka liked it, and said that was the name of his corner, ‘The Corner of Misfit Toys’. Kakashi spread the word and said anyone who used the term ‘Loner Corner’ would get their ass kicked. To this day, ‘Toy Corner’.
Loners don’t exist at Konoha High. Everyone has a bully here...Well, almost everyone.
Anyone seen walking alone is most likely in deep shit just because. Toy Corner has a buddy system, I make six. The pairing system goes like this:
Kiba/Naruto
Shikamaru/Chouji
Me/Shino
I think they put us two together because we both don’t talk.
...Oh great, I filled up nearly eight pages about the damn social contract at this school. EW!
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September 8, Tuesday
Shukaku, I’m about to go to lunch. Yesterday I found out who that guy was. OH, and by the way, he’s in my second, fourth and sixth period.
What happened was in my fifth period, I sat next to Naruto and Kiba.
I had been late to class the first day. I don’t know why they brought it up, but they asked me why. I have never been much for talking, especially not to people...I figured I might as well tell them though, I guess I knew they wouldn’t leave me alone until I did.
After hearing my story of being detained in the office, they were both staring at me kind of weird...
((Flashback))
“Wait,” Said Naruto, “You mean you talked to Hyuuga Neji?”
Gaara stared at him blankly, not knowing or just not caring who Hyuuga Neji was.
Kiba shoved him to the side a little, “Ok,” he said, “So you say he had white eyes and long black hair right?”
Gaara shrugged
“That was Neji...” He bit his lip to hold in a snicker, “I can’t believe you started shit with NEJI of all people!”
Gaara glanced at the clock before answering, “Does that entail something relevant?”
Naruto gave him a look that seemed to say ‘Where the HELL have you been?’
“Well YEAH!” he said, “You might as well have picked a fight with the Uchiha-bastard! Although that would probably be better for you” He always talked about Sasuke, Gaara and everyone else at Toy Corner had guessed he liked him.
“No kidding,” said Kiba, “I mean, at least he wont beat the snot out of you on campus”
Gaara shrugged, “Anyone who can ‘beat the snot’ out of me, deserves to”
Naruto chuckled, “You seem pretty sure of yourself”
Gaara made no attempt to respond, and then the bell rang
((End Flashback))
Apparently he’s tough, and doesn’t mind getting in trouble...At least not about fighting. He seemed like he really didn’t want to be late for class.
Oh look, they’re coming over here-
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“Hey!” exclaimed Naruto, “Why aren’t you eating?”
He, Kiba, Chouji, Shino and Shikamaru all sat down at the table that had previously been empty, other
than Gaara.
Gaara glared at him and closed Shukaku, sticking it back in his book bag, “Why are you sitting here?”
“Sheesh!” said Shikamaru, “You’re moody, how troublesome”
Had Gaara been a different person, he might’ve tried to figure out why that was troublesome. But he wasn’t so he didn’t.
“Hey!” said Kiba leaning over the table to Gaara, “Guess what I heard!”
“No”
Kiba scowled a bit surprised, but continued, “Neji has been asking about you. He wants to know your name”
“Really!” Cried Naruto, “How do you know?”
Chouji stopped stuffing his face momentarily and answered, “He asked me”
Naruto’s jaw dropped, “What did you say?”
Chouji frowned, “At first I tried to tell him I didn’t know...But he had sources that told him we hang out together...” He looked apologetically at Gaara, “I’m sorry”
Gaara rolled his eyes, “I really don’t care if he knows who I am”
Chouji looked relieved, as did everyone else. They all liked Gaara a lot, even if he didn’t seem to care.
Suddenly, a milk carton landed on the middle of their table, splashing everyone. Although most of it got on Gaara.
“Ha!” A voice yelled
They all looked over, even Gaara and Shino, to a
table that held Kisame, the Uchiha brothers Itachi and Sasuke, Deidara, Orochimaru, various fan girls/guys and none other than Mr. Hyuuga Neji himself.
“That’s what you get!”
Gaara picked up some napkins and began to wipe himself off. But Naruto on the other hand was pissed.
“Hey Asshole! What the fuck is your problem!”
Everyone at the table looked up, most of them just noticing that the guy had thrown something.
Sasuke smirked, causing the angry blonde’s attention to go to him, “AHA! I knew it! Sasuke-teme you put him up to it!”
The rest of the cafeteria had gone deathly silent after Naruto first shouted; everyone knew that this could spell the end for ‘Toy Corner’.
Sasuke and Naruto were caught in a glaring contest, as the entire Royal Corner got up and walked towards them, minus their fans.
If the cafeteria hadn’t been silent before, it certainly was now. Even the lunch ladies had stopped serving; all eyes were on the two groups. No matter what happened, it would be big and possibly serve to shake the inward community that seemed to shape the social classes at school.
“That isn’t very polite” said Itachi resting a hand protectively on his younger brother’s head and looking at Naruto, “maybe you should apologize?”
“Maybe, fuck you” hissed Kiba
Orochimaru growled and was going to say something, but Sasuke beat him to it.
“You fucking wish you could”
Naruto stepped in, “Hey! Just because you’re a pretty boy doesn’t mean-“
“You think he’s pretty?”
Immediately all eyes went to the redhead who didn’t seem to care that he had just countered against his own friends. In fact some people had guessed he was trying to get on Sasuke’s good side, others said he was just a traitor against everyone.
But back to it. All eyes went to Gaara, except for Neji’s, his had already been on him.
“Well Naruto?” he said, “Do you find this hermaphrodite be a pretty (whisper) half (end whisper) boy?”
The silence was broken, as two thirds of the student body began to laugh, while the remaining third could only gawk at the boy who insulted THE Uchiha Sasuke, and with his entire group present.
Of course the members of Royal Corner were not at all amused. Especially Sasuke. With eyes narrowed, he took a step towards Gaara, only to be stopped by a hand on his shoulder.
The laughter died and it was silent again, with the exception of a few murmurs and whispers. Hyuuga Neji was taking initiative.
He stepped up to Gaara, who had somehow ended up a step in front of his friends...On the front line. Neji stared down at him, he raised an eyebrow.
“Sabaku no Gaara?”
Gaara nodded mutely
“I see. You seem to have quite a mouth on you...” He leaned down again, close and whispered in his ear, “Keep this up, and I’ll put your pretty little mouth to good use”
Gaara’s eyes narrowed indignantly and some people say he even blushed.
Neji smirked and walked back to his table, with the rest of them following. Shikamaru, Kiba, Naruto, Chouji, Shino and Gaara sat down.
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September 8, Tuesday ...continued...
I cannot believe that FUCKING HYUUGA! What the hell did he say! That was like...Retarded flirting! I can’t remember being so pissed off in my entire life! He was staring at me too.
In fourth period, that is History, the desks are wrapped around the class, kind of like an amphitheater. Anyway, he sits across from me and one seat over. He kept on looking at me...
It was getting really annoying! Finally, after glaring at him didn’t seem to be working, and when the teacher had turned his back, I finally just flipped him off. Then I ignored him for the rest of class.
Fifth period was great, he wasn’t there. But in sixth...Art. There are two-man tables, like desks, you can’t see what’s going on underneath them, most people text on their cell phones. We choose our own seats and guess what?
THAT GODDAMN HYUUGA MADE IT SO THAT EVERY SINGLE FUCKING SEAT BUT THE ONE NEXT TO HIM WAS FILLED!
I had to sit next to him entire time! And...The teacher said that because of too much arguing about seats, where we were then were going to be our permanent seats till the end of the year.
And I thought I hated my life before...
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Corvin: :P Just had to poke fun at the highschool cliques