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 Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 2:23 pm
'Neji looks like a ******** crippled man.' thought Sasuke.
He couldn't figure why he even cared for the white eyed boy. It hurt Sasuke's heart a little to see Neji in that state. That littl feeling o compassion was urging Sasuk to follow Neji to the clinic yet his stubborness told him his a** was glued to the seat. Torn, Sasuke decided to follow compassion to see what would happen.
Standing up, Sasuke rushed out the door also.
In the hallway, Sasuke called out to Neji:
"Oi! Hyuuga!!"
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 6:39 pm
The brunette paused for a moment, glancing back over his shoulder at the one who had spoken.
Who the He--
His eyes widened when he spotted Sasuke. Realizing that this was a very un-Neji-like expression, he quickly narrowed them into a glare. A half-assed, Shikamaru-esque glare, but a glare nonetheless.
"What do you want, Uchiha?" he growled in an attempt to sound threatening, despite the fact that his subconscious was bombarding him with images from his dream.
It wasn't working.
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2005 12:55 pm
Sasuke glared back at Neji. He had the nerve to look at Sasuk like that after the Uchiha had cut class to check up on him? What an as- oh wait...they were enemies weren't they?:
"Dont growl at me, Hyuuga. I just wanted to check up on you, is that a crime?" grumbled Sasuke. Resuming his cool state, hands in his pockets and emtionless face.
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2005 5:43 pm
|| ... Okay, that's it. I edited this post due to inactivity, as I seem to be the only one interested in it anymore. Feel free to jump in at any time. ||
The ******** had to quirk an eyebrow at that. Uchiha--the "great and wonderful" Sasuke Uchiha--was. . . checking up on him?
It has to be a trick, he decided, turning away from the raven-haired boy.
"It's unlike you, Uchiha," he replied after a moment, his back still toward the other teen. He looked over his left shoulder, carefully measuring the boy up. "Very unlike you. . . What happened to your apathy act, hm? You could've given a s**t when that girl, Sakura, I believe, sprained her ankle on the stairs in front of you last year. Lee had to carry her to the clinic by himself, as I recall."
His head throbbed again, painfully reminding the boy of his purpose. He unconsciously rubbed at it with his left hand through his black headband.
Ignoring Sasuke, he made his way down the hallway. The clinic was only a few doors down from where the pair stood, so it was a relatively short trip.
Neji paused near the doorway, hearing what sounded like--
Singing?
Peering into the room, he froze, his eye spasming.
What. The. ********>
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Posted: Sat Oct 08, 2005 4:08 pm
(( WAHAHAHAHA! I had a feeling that I should check this... Get ready for wicked OoC Itachi-ness~! heart ))
Four neatly manicured fingertips drummed impatiently on the plain white desk belonging to the school nurse. He shifted in his seat, crossing and uncrossing his legs, mildly annoyed by the standard-issue pale green uniform.
If he'd has his way... Ah, no time to think about that now.
The substitute sighed and carelessly twirled a lock of his silky ebony hair between his fingers, his bored mind randomly calling forth a few snatches of a song long-since last recalled.
At first, he had merely whistled a few notes. It changed to humming, then whispered lyrics. Finally, realizing that he was totally alone in the clinic anyway, Itachi stood up and began to belt out the song as though he were an actor on Broadway.
"... I feel pretty and witty and GAAAAAAAAAY~!"
It was at that moment he paused, finally noticing the twitching form of one Hyuuga Neji. The Uchiha smiled wickedly. Oh, he would have fun with this one...
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Posted: Wed Nov 09, 2005 5:48 pm
|| Holy. ********. Hell. This totally died. I'm such a ******** loser... ||
Neji, for one, was not amused by the man's... flamboyant... display. Who the Hell was this freak, and where the Hell was the usual nurse, Kabuto-san?
His body went rigid as the man's lips curled into what was easily one of the most disturbing smirks the Hyuuga had ever seen. His stomach churned a little, the unpleasant combination of his smarting cranium and the little song and dance routine he'd witnessed beginning to affect his overall health.
Steeling his wit, Neji took a deep breath, determined to obtain whatever painkillers he could and make it through the rest of the day, preferably floating on a cloud of hazy contentment.
Clearing his throat, he attempted to voice his request. The sound that came out was far from anything he'd ever heard come from his throat; a rough, sore squeak similar to that of a boy who was in the throes of puberty.
|| Alrighty, that's it for me... :: wanders off to pester the crap out of Monotonous Rhapsody to post :: ||
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2005 1:38 pm
XxBitches-Get-StitchesxX Application:[size=10]
[b]Username:[/b]kijochan
[b]Character:[/b]hinata
[b]Brief Example of Roleplaying Skills:[/b][/size] IE confused ??
Username: xXBitches-Get-StitchesXx
Character: Kiba
Brief Example of Roleplaying Skills: Kiba growled in the back of his throat as he waited for the lunch bell to ring. His pencil was gently tapping against his nose in irritation, tongue sliding over his sharpened teeth. He glanced over to see Neji and Sasuke passing notes again, though the Inuzuka hardly cared for what those two were talking about. For all he knew, it could have been porn.
Kiba glanced to his left, catching sight of Naruto hovering by Gaara once again. Kiba pitied the kid sometimes, but really, what kind of kid never goes outside? That kid was damn pale in his opinion.
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