Some one to talk to. IntroKonoha High, the classes, the teachers, I dislike them all. The studens just make things worse. A few are ok but i dont get along with the others.Some one to talk to. Intro6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Im heading for first period. English with Minato-sensei. Hes Naruto's father. I walked into the classroom and took my seat. Sasuke Uchiha on my left side and Haku on my right. Sasuke is my best friend and the handsome heir of the Uchiha Clan. I can always talk to him about things. Haku, thought looks like a girl, is a boy. He sometimes talks to me.
It would be a while for Minata-sensei to enter the class so the other started talking. Sasuke turned to me.
"Hi Puppy-chan, Did you have a good morning?"
Im glad he cares but i hate when he asks me questions like that.
I glanced at him.
"I really don't want to talk about it. At least not now." I had a terrible morning.
He opened his mouth to say something, but-
"Sorry Im late!!-"
"Naruto!! You should know by now he comes later than you"
"Sorry Sakura-chan, I forget things"
Some one to talk to. 51Back at school it was lunch time.Some one to talk to. 515 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
All day I've been thinking about Sasuke and how strange hes been acting.
Should I be worried?
I've decided, for today, I shall have lunch with Naruto.
Maybe I can get some information out of him
I put a smile on my face and waved to him.
Happily prancing over to him, I could see a smile on his face. Just like the one Sai always has plastered on his face.
He's hidding something.
"How was your day?"
"Naruto-kun, I need to ask you something really important"
"Well, Sasuke's been acting weird lately and its got me kinda worried"
"Hmm...You mean he didnt tell you-"
"Didnt tell me what!?"
He picked up his lunch and walked away. I got up and followed him.
"What are you talking about?"
"If he hasnt told you, I shouldnt."
He's keeping secrets from me again...
Some one to talk to. 8I headed to my car and got in.Some one to talk to. 86 years ago in Teen More Like This
I hope shes ok.
I closed the front door and walked in.
It was quiet. My mother must have left again. She always did that when she got sick of fighting with my father.
I dropped my things. went to my room & shut the door.
The door opened. My father stood there.
He walked towards my bed. And pulled the sheets off.
I backed up.
"Wh...What are you doing?"
He crawled onto my bed and tugged at my clothes.
I tried to fight back but he put all his weight on my back my sitting on me. Ripping my clothes off.
That night my father raped me.
Stalemate :APH RussiaxUS:Stalemate :APH RussiaxUS:4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was a cold winter night when it all began. A chilly American was wrapped up tight in his sweater, his hands covered in wool-lined leather gloves and his neck in a thick flag-print scarf, made from yarn. It had been his Christmas present last year, for times such as this when he had to venture out to a late night diner, snagging some food before he turned in for the evening.
These days were stressful. Ever since the war had ended, Russia was a hot button for him. They were so close geographically and yet as people, so far. He was in the allies at one point but in the end, his statements had all been true. He was loyal to himself, not any other faction.
Both of them had bombs. He had been thinking a lot about that. These days his citizens were only somewhat aware of the situation, thankfully the media hadn't picked up on the White House whispers quite yet. Needless to say, he had been making many trips to 24 hour dives in the weeks past.
His house was maybe three blocks from that plac
Stalemate 3 :RussiaxUSxUK Fic:Stalemate 3 :RussiaxUSxUK Fic:4 years ago in Historical More Like This
It was always three days, wasn't it?
Alfred had waited three days and yet nothing. The prickly stubble began to grow like patches of scratchy weeds on his face, and his eyes were bloodshot and dreary. He had continued to come into the briefing room, half-listen to the days news and come home at night to a frosty beer from his empty refrigerator. All the while, the words that dropped from his mouth were cold and unfeeling. Ever since the night, he had felt a callus grow over his soul that detached his usually energetic zest from him. Every day was like a boring sitcom without a laugh track. He watched himself move from location to location and speak unenthusiastically about broken promises to himself. Win this war, he said quietly, We'll preserve the freedom of this great place.
All the while, he would silently watch the phone in hopes of some outside salvation from this nightmare he had created for himself. It had all been because of his weakness this happened at all
Stalemate 2 :APH RussiaxUS:Stalemate 2 :APH RussiaxUS:4 years ago in Historical More Like This
America's hand stood poised over the phone, his blue eyes fixated on it's off-white color. His eyes blurred and then focused, in and out, using his glasses as aid. In the end, he drew his hand back from the object and placed both of them in his lap, his bottom positioned on the end of his king-sized bed. He frowned, looking aimlessly among the carpeting in his bedroom, his mind wandering a thousand miles away from his head, into a less secure location.
It had been two days since he had seen Russia last. Negotiations weren't going well, and the White Houses eye was fixated on him, watching him carefully. He, too, watched. Every day he showed up to the briefing room was a battle inside of himself, fussing over every lead given to them, they treated every threat as if it were an invasion. He lost track of how many times the Anti-Aircraft Sirens blared during the week, but their low-pitched hums seemed to drive out any rational thought within him.
It was late and he had intended on calling
Some one to talk to. 55~+*+~Some one to talk to. 555 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"What!? What do you mean 'leave'"?
"'Leave' as in, my house"
"Because I have something important to do and you are in my way"
He kept glaring at me.
"......Im gonna go now"
I crawled from under the table, said my goodbyes, grabbed my things and left.
He could have said it in a nice way
I was sitting back in my chair. We finished eating and Sasoto was washing dishes.
"So, whats this important thing you have to do?"
I got out my chair and walked up behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist.
"Well....you if you want it to be❤"
She pulled away and glared at me.
"Im serious Sasuke. Whats this secret you wont tell me?"
"Uhm..well....Ive been meaning to tell you but...."
"I...I dont know how to say it..."
She let out a sigh and walked away.
Why does it bother her so much? maybe i should just tell her..."
I walked feeling a little tired. I laid on the bed with my eyes closed until I heard a knock on my door.
Some one to talke to. 1The day passed pretty quickly. I went to my locker and grabbed my books, placing them in my bag, then closed my locker and left the school.Some one to talke to. 16 years ago in Teen More Like This
I went to the school parking lot, waiting for Sasuke. After school we go to a quiet spot and talk.
Sasuke camed and unlocked the door. We both got in and he started the car. We drove off.
I didnt feel like talking today. Though i need to get things off my chest Im just not in the mood.
"Can you take me home"
Silence. I hate an akward silence. The car started to slow down. He pulled off to the side of the road. He placed his hand on my shoulder.
"You should tell some one about this. Maybe the principal,the police-"
"You know Icant"
"You can. You choose not to"
"You know what would happen if I did"
"Yes I do. But if your keep it a secret forever theyll only abuse you more"
"Just take me home"
He sighed and started the car. Got back on the road and continued on our way.
"You can stay with me for a while"
The Crimson Cold"Sir? Sir!"The Crimson Cold4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A large man was slumped in a straight-backed chair, resting his head in one of his hands. The other hand rapped impatiently on the enormous desk in front of him. He seemed to not even acknowledge his being addressed, or even the presence of the small group of men standing before him. One of the men in the group, the man who had just addressed the man at the desk, cleared his throat.
"Sir," he began again, "sir, your orders?"
The large man slowly lifted his head out of his hands, his silvery hair brushing away to reveal a pair of violet eyes. The man shifted to view the group more closely. The man was silent for a few moments before casting his gaze to the side to a large window. "It is becoming cold again, da?"
The group of men looked at each other before glancing back at the man at the desk in confusion. "Sir," the first man spoke with a new edge in his voice, "your orders."
"I can hear them," the silver haired man mumbled to no one in particular as he continued to gaze ou
Stalemate 4 :RussiaxUSxUK Fic:Stalemate 4 :RussiaxUSxUK Fic:4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Light streamed in from the large window on the right, illuminating the plain, white-washed walls of the plain room. The gentle hum of the electrical equipment, coupled with the beep of the heart monitor made for a faux melody to those with an imagination and a lot of free time.
It just so happened that Alfred F. Jones had both.
In the last few weeks, he had been staying at a hospital in up-state New York. Because of his military status, he was granted his own, private hospital room. It was lonely, but he preferred it this way. There were no distractions, and certainly, writing a novel of the perfect assault needed plenty of concentration to orchestrate onto paper.
Alfred ate his breakfast, as he did every morning, while his good arm was busy whittling away at the graphite of his pencil, which sat near a worn notebook of paper of which he had filled around 20 pages with nearly illegible scribbling. Despite his condition and his immense dedication to this mystery notebook, he seemed chip
Some one to talk to. 19"Nani"Some one to talk to. 196 years ago in Teen More Like This
"I dont feel the same way."
She got up from the bed.
Walked out my bedroom.
Ran out the front door.
A trail of blood behind her.
I thought he felt the same way.
I feel like such a fool
I ran home with nowhere else to go.
Pain in my leg.
It didnt matter.
The throbbing in my chest felt much worse.
I was listening at the door.
I couldnt believe what I heard.