Suffering ||SasuNaru||

Chapter: 3 ||Suffering||

Chapter three: *Ignoring the smiles*

N A R U T O  U Z U M A K I

"Seriously, why do I always have to feel like crap, every single morning? This is just getting worse." A loud sigh escaped my mouth, as I threw my self back to my bed, allowing my hands to massage my temples gently. "This headache will always last. Ugh, I barely could see with these eyes of mine."

Last night was one hell of a tough day, I barely managed to make it back to my house, as my legs felt like they froze from the cold, since I stood in the rain for too long. Crying my misery out of my soul.

I felt my stomach twist a bit, and that's when I felt a hot liquid rise up my throat. My eyes widened a bit, and I jolted off of my bed, running towards the bathroom, and sat down onto my knees, throwing up all the disgusting liquor out of my mouth, while coughing in pain.

I gripped tightly onto my chest, and squinted my eyes in pain, while slightly breathing heavily. I evidently stood up, and began to wash my mouth, as well brushing my teeth. Feeling the session of the pain twist in my stomach. "Great, I get sick on my first day of school. What's next- Ugh!" I said, and ran back to the toilet once again. "This is not good..."

I growled as I walked out of the bathroom, with a disgusted expression splattered all over my face, as I leaned onto the walls to control my balance, since I kind of felt slightly dizzy, and wary. Otherwise, I'm not wasting anytime, and I'll be going to school. A better decision than staying in this hell hound called home.

I made no time to get close to my closet, and wore the clothes that came right in front of my sight. Skinny, black jeans, along with a plain grey shirt, that had long black sleeves. Everything I wore seemed normal to me, not fancy, it was simple.

I bent down to hold my jacket in my hands, and adjusted my self in the mirror, pulling out my emerald green necklace from under the shirt. And, tried a bit to style my messy blonde hair.

I walked over towards my bed, and bent down, pulling my bag up from the ground, throwing it on one of my shoulders, as well pulling out my new pair of black shoes from under my bed, taking my time by putting them on.

A light yawn escaped my mouth, as I slowly walked down the stairs, and made my way up to the kitchen, snatching my self a bottle of water, and a small apple, to eat it on my way to school, since I had no appetent to eat anything.

"Good morning, Naruto." I was distracted by my thoughts, that I didn't even notice that Jiraiya was sitting down onto the table, right in front of my eyes, nor did I even hear what he said. "Naruto, are you okay? You don't look well."

I suddenly broke my self from my thoughts, and looked back straight into his eyes, "Good morning..." I said with a raspy voice, as I settled my self down onto the table, taking small bites of my apple, that was held in my hand.

The old man gave me a confused look on his face as he crooked his head to the side while asking, "Does your throat hurt? You look ill. Might of stay home, and go to school another day." He announced, and sipped onto his cup off coffee, while staring at me with worried orbs.

I glanced away from him, and munched down onto the apple, "I'm fine." I muttered with a calm voice, trying not to strain my voice from talking, hence it hurt to speak.

"But, you don't look fine. Your voice is lost. I barely could hear a word you say. Stay the day home, and rest for a while. This is why I always warn you to not walk in the rain." Jiraiya said, with a stern voice, and it made me feel really angry, that I snapped back at him. My voice hurting ten times more as I yelled at him.