Story (SasuNaru)

Chapter 1:Sasuke

   I hear an aggravating sound come from the alarm clock on the left bedside table in my bedroom, it's precisely 6:00 a.m. I cover my head with the black and white thin striped comforter then roll over slowly from the right side of my bed to the left and extend my arm out to turn off the red and white round alarm clock, killing it's bitter harmony of rings.

   I wait a few seconds enjoying the creamy feeling of the queen sized bed, then jump out of my sanctuary and tidy it up. After I am done straightening out the white pillows and and white sheets with the comforter, I look it over as if it were prey then realize, perfection not a single wrinkle.

   I gradually make my way to my bathroom. A fair sized room with two mirrors above two sinks set on a marble counter over two cabinets for storage with lights that turn on for which ever mirror you are using. Yes, my apartment was made for a couple of two but some of us do not have what others call "love" for it is not genuine or needed. My bathroom smells of cherry blossoms. I breathe in, lovely. I take off my red boxers and set them into the dirty laundry hamper hung on the door. I turn on my shower head to hot, then gently step in as it gets warmer.

   I set my hand on the wall in front of me and allow the water to slither down my empty body. I see my chest steaming from the hot dribbles. I can see them calmly making their way to my torso. I look down. Morning wood, great.

   I close my eyes to remember what the doctor had told me. Nothing to make your heart race, no roller coasters, no speeding, no scary movies, and no sex. How am I supposed to live this way? I'm in my 20's not my 60's.

   I hurry to wash my hair, brush my teeth, and scrub body then step out of the shower, put a towel around my waist, and gaze at the pale man in front of me. This man is me? Eyes of endless black holes, skin as if he were dead,and hair that made it seem as if his mother was a chicken. How could I look this way? I rapidly walk away from the mirror and into my bedroom.

   I put on my black boxers, my purple jeans, with my long sleeved white button up shirt, black socks, and shiny black shoes.

   I then walk into my kitchen with a dark marble island, three round white stools, a silver refrigerator, dark marble counters to match the island, a black sink, a coffee maker, and a black and silver microwave. My favorite room. I love to cook, however I don't do it often. I grab a cup of black coffee and mix in vanilla cookie creamer, with three sugar cubes, and a dash of pure vanilla extract.

   As my coffee cools a little I walk to my bedroom grab my laptop and sit on my black couch with it, setting my coffee on the clear coffee table in front of me. I open my laptop and go to my word program. I am a writer. I could get an average job but I do not enjoy other people in anyway and do not like to take orders from others. So I use my intelligence for money. I have written one book so far.

   I begin to type. Chapter 9...
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