Irresistible

Dreaming With A Broken Heart

"You're just being mean."
"Naruto, you're the one wanting to makeout when we have a test tomorrow." The red head says, rolling his eyes.

"Gaara, you're just boring." He chuckles causing me to smile.
"You're lucky I love you, Baka." He whispers continuing to flip through a geometry book.
"I love you too.." I whisper closing my eyes, hugging a pillow close to me.

"Hey Gaara?"
"Hm?"
"Why did you fall in love with me?"
The red head places his notebook on top of the geometry book and turns to look at me.

"Look at you, you're gorgeous. Those eyes take my breath away," he pauses as he cups my cheeks in his hands, "those lips are just so-" he presses his lips to mine, kissing me deeply, "kissable." I blush at his action and cover my face with the covers on my bed. He smiles and I completely lose my train of thought. His teal eyes show nothing less, than love.

"I'm so in love with you.."

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The coldness of tears rolling down my cheeks is enough to snap me back to reality.
"It was a dream.." My head turns to the side hoping I'd see his pale body laying beside me, but instead I see nothing more than a faded frame with the last picture we took together in behind glass. A sickness fills up my stomach as I stare at the picture.
"I fucking miss you..." I breath out as more tears pool in my eyes. "It's been a fucking year.. Get ahold of yourself Naruto."

"Naruto!"
I flinch hearing the front door slam open and a glass bottle drop onto the floor. I gulp sitting up in my bed waiting for my foster dad to barge into my room. Sure enough my door slings open and there in my doorway stands my drunken foster dad with a black eye.

"Did you get into another fight?" I ask biting the inside of my cheek as he comes closer. He pulls my covers from my bed and pulls me up.
"What does it fucking look like, boy? Don't ask dumbass questions!" His voice shakes my bones and his breath reeks of hard liquor. I remain silent which seems to anger him because the short silence is interrupted by a slap to my cheek.

"Cat got your tongue?" Mizuki asks as a smirk appears on his lips. I make a fist, hiding it behind my back,
"No sir." I mumble.
"Now where's that little rat?!" Mizuki yells looking toward Kyuubi's room. I step forward,
"Touch a hair on his head and you'll regret it!" I scream raising my fist.
"What'd you say, boy?" Mizuki asks turning around, "See you finally grew some balls." Mizuki clutches his fists together, popping his knuckles.

"Would you like to take his punishment tonight?" I gulp at his words. I can't let Kyuubi take another beating...
"Yes."

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Fists pound into me. I can feel the blood coming out of the holes in my body. I can feel my left eye begin to swell as well as the stinging sensation of many more bruises being added to my collection. I bite my tongue, keeping in the yelps. I can't let him have that satisfaction.

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The beating dies down as the hard liquor finally makes Mizuki's body weak and tired. His pounding fists slow down and eventually he leaves me laying on the floor, bruised and bloody.

I remain there for a short time, pondering life, death. I finally gain the motivation to sit up. I glance up at the picture on my bedside table.
"Goddammit!" I scream hitting my fists against the floorboards.

I stand up, my legs shaking. I close my eyes as I walk past my mirror, I refuse to open them until I get into the bathroom. I gulp loudly before opening my eyes. In front of me is- well me, bloody, bruised, swollen, and broken. My lip quivers as I take in the results of my beating.

"It's always the same thing.." I whisper as a lone tear caresses my cheek.
"Always the same damn thing.."

My attention goes to a small container hiding behind the towels that rest on a shelf above the sink. Nervously I grab the container, placing it on the countertop. Opening the container I feel more tears begin pooling up. I stare down at the lone blade resting in safeness of the container. My lip quivers and my entire body gets cold as I stand there pondering everything.

"I'm a coward." I laugh slightly looking into the mirror. I trace the swollen parts of my face before I close the small container. "I can't be a coward anymore..I can't." I say throwing the container into the garbage can.
"For Kyuubi I've gotta be strong."
Be strong Naruto...