Disclaimer: Naruto ain't mine.
What started out as a Neji angst story turned into this... YAY!!
I'm walking slowly along the worn, dirt path, kicking stray pebbles, when I see him.
The tainted angel.
He leans against the chipped red railing contemplatively, over the cool water on that lonely bridge.
They say eyes are window to the soul, and all I can see when I glance into those blank, white eyes is fear, suffering, and self-hate.
He is a caged bird; trapped.
He seems to notice my presence, now, and as I see him turn to me, a flock of whit doves flies off into the air, as if deserting one of their own caged kind.
I walk steadily up to him, his beautiful blank eyes staring at me steadily, almost as if begging me for the freedom he so sorely craves.
"Neji..." I begin, "I've been er... uh... hearing some stuff about you angsting a bit..."
He looks mildly offended, but skeptically nods yes anyways.
"Well, in this town, you don't and CAN'T angst without expressed written consent by me or my associate, Uzumaki Naruto. We have to hear your story and determine whether it's angst-worthy or not."
He looks confused.
"Okay, look, I, Uchiha Sasuke, run the angsting around here, Okay? There's never a story that's sadder than mine, and never a dry eye in the house when I tell the tragic story of the loss of everything dear to me. I OWN the Konoha Angst, Okay? So I better not hear you telling anybody about your tortured past, or whatever, okay? Okay. Glad we got that settled. Oh, and don't even THINK of moving to Sand Village, Gaara is the King of Angst there."
Now he looks REALLY offended, but still says nothing.
Che, strong silent types, they're so overplayed.
"Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to tell my story of tragic loss to the people at Burger Hut. I'm hungry and I left my wallet at home. Bye."
Oh yeah, I can SO tell he's going like, 'WTF?'The End
An Amusing/Slightly Sad Anecdote:
Okay, so I was going to my locker to get my lunch, and I see this girl standing in front of it, crying, and a teacher standing in front of her, trying to console her. I walk up, and just... kinda awkwardly stand there while the girl is saying how she wishes she were dead. They finally notice me, and I freak out and say, "Um... sorry," and try to make my escape. But before I can, the teacher says, "Do you need to get to your locker?" in this 'Dude... you have GOT to be fucking kidding me' tone. I say, "um... yes," and they move. Needless to say, I have the WORST timing... And what's more, this other kid comes up, right in the middle of the girl saying something along the lines of, "I tried to kill myself before," and the kid doesn't even have the good grace to shuddup. Or maybe the kid just didn't hear her. Oh well.
...That had nothing to do with anything, but oh well.
I just wanted to get this story out of the way before Winter Break starts.