Thursday, December 30, 2010

Which St. Ives Is Good For Stretch Marks

Christmas Charm 3 / 5

Kauru-What am I doing in the hospital? -.- 'As they say in the holidays, people do not see how they drive. heh .. In a word, I had a small accident. They wanted me to stay for New Year's Eve with suspected concussion and anemia accident, but I did not give up and so I went out today ^ ^. And so at all is holy in the hospital are not so bad xD Seriously! Celebrate all is sweetness and more ...:) I thank you for your comment.
Aga18tkaaa - Forgive me, but before the end of January I can not speed up the addition of notes, because I have included several items in the school and I have a little time, and the end of the semester is approaching inexorably. But I promise that when I begin to add scraps 14.02 earlier in the meantime, please be patient arms. I thank you for your comment.

Christmas Story
"Glamour Christmas"


24.12


first time in two years, I woke up fully rested. But I could not enjoy it. Today is the anniversary - flashed through my mind as I ran down his cheek a tear. For I had no more strength. I got up and headed to the kitchen. Yesterday did not eat dinner. Zaburczało my stomach. I should have become accustomed, Yet I happen to starve for several days. I will never understand my body. Should I check if I have enough red blood cells in the blood. Too many of the symptoms of anemia in their notice. I sighed and sat down at a table feasting on two sandwiches. What if I have enough money to yesterdays to me in January I have to save.
Afterwards I went to the room and stretched canvas. Eh .. it's the last, until you earn the new, I will have what to paint. I prepared a palette and changed into work clothes. I focused on what I feel to is properly presented.
threw himself from the emptiness and plunged into feelings that every day I was trying to push beyond consciousness. There is despair, and with it a tear, which was let to flow down her cheek. But it was not the end, I knew that feeling, and to create a unique work I had to feel something else, something special. Then I felt a longing for love and family, for childhood, for joy. I started to make me absorbing the emotions in the image.
After a time it was already noted a clear outline of a man looking into the distance. After two of its pages have become a mirror, which reflected a distorted picture of the rain boy. But behind him like a shadow standing people who love you - parents and anyone who was holding his hand. Could not see their faces, they were nothing of the spectrum. Spectra of the past. I was just about to start painting my wonderful finish when rang the doorbell.
reluctantly got up and wiped the ink stained hands in the clothing, I went to open it and see who carries on the season in this unique to humans, not for me day. Opened the door and choked up the air. Bastard! What's he doing here? Why the hell to me przylazł. I opened the door more inviting him inside. Do not miss me that raised eyebrows in surprise, seeing my clothes.
- Hey Naruto - hearing this, I looked at him in shock. Sasuke saying to me by name. That was surprising. Am I the hell I am on a hidden camera? After all, he never ... NEVER ... not told to me by name. There was always a hammer, moron, Matola. But Naruto? Fortunately, he did not understand how my shock, he looked at me weird. - You are surprised that I'm here? - Is less surprising than how you have turned on me - I said in my mind, in fact, only assented.
- What I'd like to invite us for Christmas Eve - Itachi - immediately came to mind. I was about to refuse, "said the dark again. - I know you probably think that Itachi is inviting you, but it is not. Naruto, I know. - Finished quietly, and I had wanted to kill his older brother. Whore! Is this manure forgotten about the promise? No one had not find one. How dare he say to anyone without my permission. This whore my tragedy is not his. - Do not blame him. - Said the suddenly uncertain Sasuke - has forced it to me said. - And this is supposed to convince me? - And Naruto ... I .. sorry - now it is surprised. He can pronounce this word?! This day is an upside
- Something you is hard to pass through the throat - I said teasingly. - But ... all right, I come to you on Christmas Eve. - Clearly it is happy. Another shock. Uchiha smiled. God! With this the day is really something wrong.
- I'll call you up in two hours, yet you will not be just sitting here alone all day. - Said the overjoyed and rushed out. Damn! I wanted to sit here alone all day. In the end it's my tragedy! I sighed and went back to the room to complete the picture.
looked at his finished work and smiled. So it is something. Sasuke a visit and a half hours had passed. Damn! I forgot. If I go to them on the eve of the not quite come without a present. He bit his lip at the thought that in fact I can not afford anything. I should have refused. I winced. What do I have to give them the hell? I wondered what I know about Uchiha and I came to the conclusion that almost nothing. What could be appealing to them?
- This is spodobałby Sasuke - pointed to a canvas painted on the death did not allow a child to go through the gate, although the steel behind his parents, smiling sadly. Shuddered. Luckily, this is not noticed. - I can not decide between the two. - Showed the corresponding images. - But I guess I'll take it. - He I pack the painting depicting the landscape of summer, when the sakura petals swirling in the air. remembered the situation yesterday and smiled triumphantly. I will give them one image. I looked at the picture, which Itachi said that like his brother. Since this is his type is this new too - I said in my thoughts and packed the recently completed painting.
Damn! What was this second image that Itachi wanted to buy? I looked at the canvas and I have had to give up, when my eye caught one lying next to the picture. This is it! I smiled looking forward to my scene. Two boys sitting side by side and holding hands, each looking in another direction. On the side of a boy with white hair in the background was the city in winter. However, on the right, where a teenager was sitting with her hair brown background was a forest in summer. This image is a controversial thought. Itachi is gay? - I asked myself, then immediately rejected this idea, it is equally unlikely, as the fact that tomorrow will be thirty degrees Celsius. I shook my head with resignation, and this is also packed gift.
I had to start looking for something appropriate to Kakashi, when the doorbell rang. What remains for me to ask for a sentence bastard. I sighed and went to open it. I let Sasuke home.
- Hey, bastard. You have to help me with something - I said, this time, surprisingly, without anger.
- Sure you talk about what's going on? - He raised his little corners of the mouth. What this bastard is going on? - I asked myself. From what he was so happy?
We went to my room and I felt a satisfaction at the sight of shock on the face painting a brunet. I am realize that my pictures are not bad. We proudly watched as Sasuke looks around the room trying to hide behind a mask of indifference surprise, unfortunately to no avail. His eyes stopped on the image, which Itachi said that he will like it. He came up to him and touched his fingers lightly.
- you've drawn it all? - He asked.
- No, I stole. - I said seriously, and he raised his eyebrows quizzically, as he grimaced. - Do not see the signature?
bent reading in the lower right corner of my name. Then he straightened up and turned to me, with half-smile who greeted me.
- That's what I help you? - He asked softly.
- I want to give a picture of Kakashiemu, but I do not know who he'll like it.
looked after lying around work. He pointed to the canvas on which two people watching the sunset. They could not hold hands because they separated the mirror. Apparently no big deal, but it was one of my favorite paintings. I was going not to sell it, but I decided that I needed to give something back for the opportunity to spend Christmas Eve with them, I packed so also the image, and Sasuke said that we can no longer go to him.
- Forgot to pack. - Said mockingly, and I felt like my cheeks burn. I went to the closet and pulled out all my existing wardrobe. Three shirts, a sweatshirt and two pairs of trousers is not too much, but as I have mentioned are not credited to me. I threw everything into the school bag and walked into the living room where I waited for dark. He looked at my bag.
- That's all, you do not take more stuff? - Asked in surprise, and I thought that I should kill him. I could not He said he did not do, so I shrugged their shoulders.

When we came to the Uchiha mansion, I noticed that besides Itachi and Kakashi's car, parked in the driveway there were still two other cars.
- Whose is the Mercedes? - I asked, genuinely curious. Damn! It seems that someone else besides me had been invited. Fixed backpack. I have only three gifts. He bit his lip.
- Itachi came their colleagues. - Slapped me on the back. - Do not worry, Itachi you specifically told me to not talk about it. - I looked at him angrily. Unless noted that this explanation did not get him too well, because he added. - Do not want you to give them gifts, because I thought to myself that you can stretch the money. - Somehow I do not believe in this explanation. But apparently Itachi knew about my problems to property. Anyway, so I am surprised, after all he is the commander of the police. How wants to can learn everything. Although I would prefer not to interfere in my life. I'll tell him this tomorrow. Today I do not want to quarrel with him. - I decided in my mind.
entered the hall and pozdejmowaliśmy jacket. I put a backpack on the wall and headed for the dark hair in the kitchen. The closer to the door leading to it was getting louder. Sasuke opened it with a bang banging on the occasion of a blonde woman standing near them.
- About ototo already are - Itachi shouted joyfully, and I instinctively winced. Whore! We stand beside, not have to yell!
- I am not deaf, but when you get scared, if this does not stand - quietly muttered Sasuke. As if reading my mind - I went with the idea FOR IN. - You had to do some dishes, and not smash cuisine - irritated, "he muttered, looking at the ubiquitous flour and dirt.
- Oh, do not be so Sasuś naburmuszony - said the redhead boy. I looked at him. He reminded me of someone I loved, but that person is gone. I turned my eyes that no one noticed gathering in my eyes with tears. This Christmas Eve was a bad idea. Unfortunately I can not give up. Clenched fists and looked back to talking. Amazing, I can be so swamped in my mind that I can not hear what people are talking about me. But I decided to concentrate not to go niewychowanego whipster.
- How are you Naru? - He smiled at me Itachi. There is no, I can turn on at the right time. I looked at him, frowning. And what's such a reply? Already opened my mouth to say anyway, "Okay." But he warned me. - Sorry for this stupid question. - I shrugged their shoulders. - Just give me a festive mood ... - Compressed his lips and stopped him.
- no need to explain. - Damn! Again I hear that they speak the voice. Damn! Damn! CHOLERA!
Everyone in the room looked at me in a daze. Well, not every day you hear a boy who says a voice in which there is nothing. Even those best - Uchiha-speak indifferently, and I ...
- Ah ... I forgot to introduce you - Itachi woke up a bit relaxing atmosphere. He grabbed my arm and pulled into the living room and the rest went for us. Once all the rozsiedli, the older of brunettes began to replace the names of those present. - It's Sasori - Redhead pointed out, that was so strikingly similar to that .. I looked away quickly, feeling as I gather in the eyes with tears. - To Deidara - long blond hair, waved to me, smiling sheepishly, forced a grin on his face, which was intended to be a smile. - Nagato - pointed to a boy with purple hair. - Konan and his girlfriend - and sitting next to him niebieskowłosą girl. - And that Yahiko, but everyone says he Pain - pointing to the boy ended with a clear red hair, which had more ear than have ever seen. He nodded his head, and he alone did not smile, just did the same thing as me. I like him already.
- How did you know? - The question directed more to the brunet than the rest. Answered him, I glanced at Sasuke standing by the wall. Must have felt excluded from the conversation. Jeez, how much I'd give to be in his place!
- with work - interrupted my musings vote Itachi. Is this a joke? I got up slowly. I felt like in a trance. Joke! Slowly, I headed for the door, and watched the rest of at me strangely. Joke! I felt a hand on the handle. Joke! I opened the door and ran away. Not dressed either shoes or jackets. Now, I do not care. In my head I've heard it referred to as one word. Joke! Joke! A JOKE! I ran ahead, as long as possible from all who know. Because they know! In the end they work together.

stopped at the gate of the cemetery. Apparently, have run several miles, but I do not regret. I promised that I'll peer down here today. Never mind that I already tattered legs. Never mind that shaking the winter. Sometimes worse. Pushed lightly creaking door and went into the grass. You could say that I spent in this place my vacation. I've been here every day, from morning to late evening.
stopped before the three tombs located next to each other. I leaned over to shake the snow from the first one.
Sp.
kushin Uzumaki
Ur. --.--.----
Chg 24.12 .----
brushed the snow from around the tomb and refused a short prayer. My mom. The only and best in the world. Why? Why the hell I had to lose it so quickly? No longer controlling the. Shaking a cold and sobbing powstrzymywanego. On all fours I went to the plate to right and it brushed the snow, and my eyes appeared to be another hated word.
Sp. Minato Namikaze
Ur .--.--.----
Chg 24.12 .----
kapały Tears from my eyes. I looked to the right, the last of these graves and tried to overcome and embrace it also. Three people who I loved more than his life. Three people who marked the its meaning. Picture of me blurred as tears filled her eyes. Slowly I approached the resting place of the person who has blessed me with love, I loved. Truly loved. Already stiff with cold hands brushed the snow from the last tomb.
Sp.
Sabaku no Gaara
Ur .--.--.----
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curled up and cried. In the middle of the cemetery. When approaching a December evening. Not so ordinary, but one that happens once a year. Christmas Eve. When the family gathered at home. I lay on the snow. Frozen. Without jacket. Without shoes. Apart from the graves of those whom I loved more than life. My eyes started to slowly shut down.
- Hey boy! - I heard a voice. Or perhaps I thought? I felt like someone comes to me. - Naruto? - In the voice of that person's surprise and dismay heard simultaneously. I opened my eyes and saw a face leaning over me, Kakashi. Severe closed eyelids themselves. Someone picked up. It certainly was Hatake. I guess he put me in the car. Darkness.

Through a thick layer of darkness that surrounds my brain began to slowly wade word. Nevertheless, their importance is not yet fully arrived to my consciousness. Only after a while I started to catch individual words from the inertial mass of sounds.
- What about him? - Said the familiar voice. I guess Sasuke.
- froze, but then should wake up. - Told ... Kakashi?
- just enough time for dinner - this cheerful voice I could not recognize. Slowly, I forced my eyes to open up. Fortunately, the room was in partial shade, so little light blinded me. Carefully I got up and realized that I was in boxers. Hesitantly opened the door, and reached my ears another conversation. I did not want to eavesdrop, but when I died my name, I realized that I have a right to know what's going on.
- Why Naruto took just so many things? - He asked Kakashi. There was a silence which was interrupted by a slap.
- I did not think about it. - Itachi said. - He does not think more. - Another moment of silence, and then heard footsteps on the stairs. I jumped under the covers and pretended to be asleep.
Someone sat on the bed next to me. I felt his hand on her hair.
- Get up sleepy. - Bastard said the voice, by which it is not suspected. Sated because he was so tenderly that I thought for a moment that is misheard. Opened the eyes of the precise moment in which he bent over me, and after a while I dab their mouths. I jumped out of bed, and he looked at me, understanding nothing. I ran out of room, and my eyes flew tears. I could not stop them. I did not want. I ran straight ahead, until I ran into someone and kicked in the ass. There I stood up. I hid my face in her hands and cried. I'm a weak coward, but I think it not my fault, that by that split second I saw his face instead of Sasuke Gaara. Damn! He was killed by me, I have no right to love. No one should love me! Sasuke you bastard! Why is everything so difficult?
Someone put a hand on my shoulder.
- You can not live in the past. - "He said. But who? I opened my eyes and saw before me the Redhead with earrings. Pain? I did not think he even speaks. I always saw him silent. - If you want someone to spill the beans, you can come to me. - Faint smile his face lit up. - Just remember that the past makes us as we are. You can not live it or erase it. You have to go forward. Accept what happened because I did not go back time. - That I had to. Truth, not another consolation. Wiped my tears and smiled sadly.
- He once lost someone, right? - No waiting for a response. I saw it in his eyes. I got up and with him went to the dining room where everyone is waiting for us. Everyone put a Christmas present. Tomorrow will be time for their opening. Well everyone has different traditions.
Throughout dinner, we all laughed. Well, almost everyone. I, Pain and Sasuke sat sad, from time to time, slightly smiling.

- What is it? - He asked, slightly flustered Sasuke. - Did I do something wrong? Well, because this whore can not run away without a word of explanation. - Clearly it sprawiały difficult questions. I smiled slightly and hugged him. After the surprise had passed, he hugged me and put his face in my hair. - Can you tell what was going on?
- Tomorrow - just muttered. We let and went to sleep. Each of the other room. Although I would prefer not to sleep today alone. Again, go back nightmares. - Ah ... Sasuke? - I said uncertainly, when we had already separated.
- Un? - Looked at me puzzled.
- Could you put up next to me? - I felt like my cheeks burn.
- Sure. - He smiled slightly and went to sleep.
closed my eyes when I saw his face. And those eyes, black as night, so different from mine, and ITS, but also lonely.


today I wanted to throw all part to the end, but unfortunately this proved impossible because a file with the histor destroyed (kill his brother.) Anyway, tomorrow I will add another part, and at the latest tomorrow. Do not be angry? TT

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Cheats Pokemon Chaos Black Vba

Lost Hopes of part I R.5

~~~~~~ ~~~~~~ Lost Hopes
Part I - Two lives
Chapter 5 - These same


you confirm that the black-haired left, and the streets are empty, the blond looked carefully at his new partner. In total, until tomorrow should decide, but thanks to today's meeting has decided to now. Gaara returned the look of surprise noting the same empty eyes like his.

- What are you doing here?

- fill the mission. - Came the short answer.

- Come tomorrow. - Naruto looked away, staring at the flowing river. - I will say that I agree with you to be my partner.

Redhead just shook his head as a sign that he understood and walked away. He felt something he did not know what, but the mere fact that in all his heart still exists, surprised him. It has long been interested in Fox and it is by no means satisfied the meeting of his curiosity. "From tomorrow we will be partners, yet have time to satisfy your curiosity" - claim to mind. Meanwhile

blond stared at the opposite shore, in place where the black car disappeared. These onyx eyes, so familiar and yet distant. "Could this be it?" - Asked the rhetorical question in my mind. The sun from the west were divided into roughly two hours. His rays of light reflected in a form touched by the wind blond hair. Azure eyes, so similar to the clear sky, which can not be seen in big cities, have expressed an impossible longing with what has been and will not come back.

"Do I feel?" - Question arose in my mind Naruto, but I did not try to answer them. He turned in the direction where Gaara disappeared. "Strange that I abstained curiosity, but as partners we will have time to learn it yet" - said in his mind and headed for the only known direction. "I met two people and suddenly I felt that, but I still have heart. But why? "- He could not find an answer.

20 hours later.

- Naruto! - Tsunade's voice cut the silence. All present in the room, including his partner, Gaara, focused his gaze on him. Well no wonder, not quite that late for nearly two hours na spotkanie, to jeszcze wyglądał koszmarnie. Z lewego ramienia sączyła się krew, a podbite oko na pewno do jutra zrobi się fioletowe. No i utykał na jedną nogę, co wykluczało go z misji na kilka dni. – Co się stało do jasnej cholery?! – zorientował się, że babcia zaczyna tracić cierpliwość, więc podniósł uspokajająco rękę. Przywołał do siebie pielęgniarza, stojącego dotychczas w kącie i nakazał mu zająć się ranami. Odpalił papierosa i dopiero po zaciągnięciu się dymem odezwał się.

- Spokojnie, już mówię. – przerwał na chwilę. - After I said goodbye to Gaara went towards the house of a kid that I bring. It's just that as I got there someone already waiting for me. - Paused for a moment, grimacing slightly at the face, setting his feet. - At first I thought that people with a weak clan, who simply want to, I went over to their side. But they were not ... - On his face appeared on a grimace, from which most of the meeting passed a shiver. - It was Akatsuki. - All touched up uneasily, even Gaara, who has so far sat unmoved, frowned.

- What are they doing there? - Tsunade, instead of shouting the sentence "she said quietly, as we all picked a bad sign.

Naruto looked into her eyes, as if he wanted to ask this question not asked. Then he lowered his gaze, which was so unlike him that the pupils of the eyes widened grandmother in horror.

- Kitsune? - The boy looked up, looking at all cool.

- They wanted information from me. - Grimaced slightly for a while, so that the majority held that the predicted. Then forestalled the question that I wanted to ask Tsunde. - Not a gang. About me. O. .. my past. - Gathered zmarszczyli brow, not understanding what's going on. - Who was Minato Namikaze? - Asked the blonde, as half the people turned pale, and my grandmother sucked into the air with a whistle.

- What do you know? - She asked suspiciously. - Did you know him?

blond man thought for a moment. Looking away and looking out the window. "I can not tell them. Not if you want to find out. I need to know the truth. I have to! "- Said herself.

- No, but exchanged the name of asking about my past. Asked the same question as you. - Finally answered. "Revenge" - unwanted word appeared in his head.

- There was a time the leader of our gang. They called him Flash. But you no one could get rid of people as quickly as he did. - She said some killed Tsunade. The blond man with a whistle drew air. What caught the attention of all. For a brief moment blonde saw fear in his eyes, quickly replaced by emptiness. Boy changing. It is possible that wishes to leave the place where he spent much of his life. She smiled to myself remembering the day when he brought the first teacher to teach him. The blond man was angry then, but over time he began learning to treat properly, and now certainly surpassed his knowledge of their peers. She was sure that if he wanted to get an education, nothing stands in his way. If you wish to start a new life. But if she wants? - Asked a question in my mind.

- Tell me who killed him - In his voice echoed indifference but something else, but not quite able to decipher what this feeling.

- The leader of the gang's now defunct. Orochimaru. - When pronounced the name I could see sadness in her eyes.

- You knew it right? - More than he asked Fox said. - No need to respond. I see that it is. But tell me, you know where is he?

- Unfortunately I do not know. He disappeared shortly after the death of Namikaze. - Kitsune flooded with rage, no longer able to control it. How the hell do not know where is! After all, is the leader of the largest and most powerful gang in the whole Japan. He has pins everywhere. So how the hell knows? He jumped up from his chair and banged his fist on the wall to relieve a little bit and do not kill them all for that their peace. The crowd looked at it with amazement. But when the boy looked at them with a frenzy of rage in his eyes, skulili in seats with fear. - End of meeting. - Said coldly. - Exit. - He shook with unbridled anger. No one dared to oppose him, even Tsunade looked at him with horror and left. Gaara also shocked headed for the door. - You stay. - Turned to the blond has a quieter voice.

Redhead returned to his place and looked with interest at Naruto. There is no mention of his party pulled out a pack of cigarettes. Kitsune reached for it and after a while they sat together in silence, every move inhaling the smoke.

- There are many people with whom it is nice to be silent. - Said after a moment Gaara. - Do you like silence?

- I used to hate it. It is my salvation. - said the blond moment. - From today you are my partner in missions. - Turned his eyes on Redhead sitting in his chair.

- I know - replied quietly, and to the amazement of his mouth lifted Naruto up slightly shoddy parody of a smile. Apparently Gaara like he has forgotten how to use the facial muscles. Maybe it is time to remember? - Said in his head a little voice.

- We are the same - said their thoughts aloud blond. - Already forgot who we were and how it was when there was an emptiness, and many others feelings. Both can not remember what a smile, and today I just remembered what a rage.

- Maybe it's time to remember? - Said softly, looking redhead in his green eyes blue eyes Lisa. Even though we think the same - noted in thought Kitsune. The silence lasted a few minutes before it stopped asking Shukaku. - You knew it right? Minato Namikaze this.

blond man sighed. He decided that it will be frank with him that he may reward him the same, and he felt he must understand that boy, whose hair is like a torch. He laughed inwardly at this association, but after a while became serious by deciding to answer the question.

- Yes - he replied after a moment. - He was my father.



The next chapter will be
01/06/2010 (day after tomorrow, throw the outstanding part of the Christmas story. I hope you will forgive me being late. I wanted to do it tomorrow, but today I have wireless internet access for a moment, and this hospital is poor coverage.)
cordially invited

Thursday, December 23, 2010

Samples Of Business Plan For Poultry Farming

Christmas Charm 2 / 5

Thank you for such nice comments:)
Kauru - Also not a fan of cukierkowymi stories, after that my stories often affects my mood. I personally do not like Christmas, so not be able at that time to write some sweet, joyous story. I hope that you will not disturb it. :)


Christmas Story
"Glamour Christmas"

teenage blonde standing in the middle of a large clearing. Lunar light falls directly on him. I come closer. Who is it? Is it me? Awareness of one's existence has disappeared with the entry into the clearing. The boy standing in front of me rises eyes and stares at the stars. He is so familiar and yet unknown. Przyozdabiający smile a smile of his face is a happy person. Who is he? The question arises, together with the tide momentary consciousness and vanishes with her. The clearing runs teenager with red hair. For a moment, watching a sad look at the blonde, then grins and throws his arms. "My angel" - the words remembered from a few years appear in my subconscious, but I have time to escape him connect them to a specific memory. After a moment from the trees overlooking the marriage and greets his son. Because their son is blond, right? Subconsciously I knew it was true. Red-haired woman laughs at a joke by an old opowiedzianego a copy boy. Moments later, everyone is laughing. And I looked at it blankly.
scenery has changed. So there is a dream - I thought going with a happy family home. My house. - Told me a little voice in my head. We all sat down to dinner. I stood at the side uncertain whether they can see me. Dumb, he's memories - scolded me in your thoughts the same voice. Memories? But whose? Lack of awareness does not help find an answer. Rudy gave a gift blond and smiled while the other gave him neck. Can an ordinary gift can inspire so much fun? Dinner came to an end. The family decided to go for a walk. The blond man ran across the street, where he started the park. Parents and redhead walked behind him. At some point, the boy turned around and saw them just in the middle lanes. Car came around the bend. The driver had to be drunk and a lot to exceed the speed limit. In the eyes of fair-haired woman appeared in fear, but people on the belts have not noticed anything yet. The boy shouted something. Asked the heads of all in the direction of the car. There was a roar.

23.12
woke up dripping with sweat. I looked at my watch. He pointed out the fourth morning. I got up and went to the bathroom. Trembling hands turned the faucet and washed the remnants of their dreams. I returned to the bedroom and pulled the clothes closet. I went in the shower and turned the icy water. Streaming down my face after mixing with salty tears. Damn! Why again there was this nightmare. For six months I was tormented by this dream, and now returned. What did I do? Why does it need to harass me every night?
I came out of the shower, feeling that starts to make me too cold. It is better that I had not been ill for the holidays, because nobody I do not even help. What struck me the meaning of my thoughts. I am alone. If I needed help, no one I can not. From my eyes the tears began to flow again. Strange, I thought that I was already gone. I calmed down and went into the kitchen to prepare some breakfast. Opened the fridge and I zrzedła mine. Damn! Even nothing to eat I do not. I winced involuntarily. Always associated barely make ends meet and so far I have lived only with money prescribed by social services. Labour did not have, because the employer believed that the young look, and may have problems. Well, that although the account of parents is a lot of deferred money, but I could not pull them at the moment, I had to wait until I'm 21 years old. I went back to the room for his wallet, looking briefly at his watch. Well five in the morning. I'm lucky that I live two blocks from the-clock supermarket. I came to the decision that now buy only products for breakfast and dinner, and I'll buy more of the normal time.
When I opened the door I was struck by a blast of cold air. Involuntarily shook and shut them quickly. I went back to the room on another sweater, still dressed in the hallway coat, scarf and gloves. Thus prepared, I left the house. As a cold I do not know what I do. - I thought, noting that of course I had to forget the caps. As if my mother lived he probably would remind me of her. I tried to wash away that memory, but I managed to. With gloomy face turned to the page supermarket. My ears are probably freeze - blamed in mind.
breathed a sigh of relief by going to the store. There's nothing like heating. He turned pale when I thought about it. Damn! .. Bill. Like today, it does not pay, then detach the holidays my electricity and heating. I paid for the water at the beginning of the month. I guess. Thinking I was walking along the shelves with all kinds of Christmas gifts. Grimace every time when I looked. Christmas without my family are like a sea without water, simply do not exist. - I said in my mind and went the shelves of bread rolls. I chose the cheapest and recognizing that it is more profitable to me to get more rolls and eat them without anything further than to buy some cheese and cold cuts, napakowałem their entire folder. Along the way, I quit even look at the professional painting sets and soon I was at the checkout. I paid and when I go out I ran into someone.
- sorry - wystękałem, looking at porozsypywane on earth rolls. Cool! On the second I do not. I winced involuntarily, not looking up from my would-breakfast. Well, then for dinner I'll eat anything. This thought frightened me and I started to collect bread from the earth. Crop starve than eat this!
- Can you help - I heard a familiar voice. Itachi! No no bomb, made of himself before the brother of the poor ... that bastard.
- No, thank you - the brain unconsciously gave the order to the throat of my ceasing to these sounds. I got up quickly and did not even glance at the brunet left the store.


I came to the house. When I looked at most of the dirty rozmokniętych rolls, I wanted to cry. Why is this life is so sick! Why though for a moment did I feel happy. If you ask whether you already knew then that in experiencing moments of joy from the man he openly hated. I'd tell you that you are mentally ill. I did not think also that your wish will be fulfilled literally. But too much deviate in the future.
threw half the purchases that were not fit for human consumption, and the rest is consumed in a frighteningly rapid pace. I quit look at his watch. It was almost nine. I shook the house for a moment, then not being able to find a place in it, dressed up and went to pay outstanding bills. But before I got to the mail, the quantity held podliczyłem cash. It was not too much. Probably end up before the new year. I was getting depressed. Another cash get until the third of January. Damn! This is the twenty-third in December! How am I supposed to survive on the pittance barely ONE ficient for a decent lunch? I must be sufficient for ten days. Jebitnie Ten long days! Damn!
went to the post office and paid the bills. Distraught, I went to the house. There is one only way to get money and survive somehow by the end of the month. I stood in the doorway of my room and looked at the pictures lying everywhere. My work. Racked up all those present a happy situation, and some of the sad, and I went heading for the park. Maybe someone will buy them. I began to seriously wonder if I'm not stupid. Eventually the hope is the mother of fools. And I had this sick hope to sell something. I sighed and sat down on some odśnieżonej bench, setting the pre-images. People passed by with indifference, or stopped for a moment to admire them. Nobody, unfortunately, did not buy anything.


was nearly midnight and I have three hours odmarzałem the ass on that cold, but I had no intention to surrender. Not until they sell even a single image. Shivered from the cold and the slow freezing chuchałem hands. If I still had some usable gloves. Cierpiętniczo sighed. She came to me couple in love. They looked with pity and compassion.
- Sam namalowałeś them? - Assented unable to reply zsiniałymi mouth. - We want to buy this. - He pointed to a picture of a couple holding each other hands people, heads toward the sunset. Pronounced low price, but he gave me two more times.
- I do not have to spend - I muttered, as the man smiled pleasantly and shook his head as a sign that does not expect the rest. Forced a smile thus thanking the rescue. Although they did not know about it.
After half an hour already sold a third image. I noticed at the end of the path aimed in my direction brunet. No! - Groaned in my mind. Just do not Itachi again. Unfortunately, for my misfortune, it was an older brother Uchiha.
- Hey young! - He smiled at the sight, and I it only measured the serious look. - What are you sitting? Seller of this? - He asked if they only saw pictures lying on the bench. I nodded nodding. - You've drawn it? - He made big eyes when you read the captions on each picture.
- Yes.
- I could buy one? - Asked, and I once again reaffirmed. He looked at them all and smiled. - This is spodobałby Sasuke - pointed to a painted canvas death did not allow a child to go through the gate, although the steel behind his parents, smiling sadly. Shuddered. Luckily, this is not noticed. - I can not decide between the two. - Showed the corresponding images. - But I guess I'll take it. - He gave me to pack the painting depicting the landscape area, where the swirling sakura petals in the air. He paid, he looked at me as somehow sad and walked away.
I breathed a sigh of relief. This man is bad influences on me. I hate pity and compassion, and he shows me all by myself how I am poor. I felt rage, but it is mastered. Counted earned money. Three out of four people buying paid much more than was proposed by me the price, so I had enough resources would not survive the hunger strike the next ten days. I did not have enough to be able to spend carelessly, but "something" is more than "nothing." I collected pictures and got up. I felt an unpleasant tingling in the legs. Still shaking from the cold, and I knew that at home I have to take a hot bath. Now I kinda got sick not have enough on my medication. Briskly, despite the annoying pain thawed legs, I headed toward my house.


breathed deeply, feeling warm water flowing my whole body. Eh .. At least the bills paid. Do not freeze in the absence of heating, and from time to time I take a little longer warm bath.
This, then complain about the high bills.
Oh there, so far so I did and I'm still alive.
selling the work of his life, instead of becoming an artist.
bit his lip. Getting worse and worse with me. I start talking to himself. Damn! Whether through all of that loneliness? I came out of the shower and wiped a fluffy towel. I created a fast-clothes, that there was no loss of heat and jumped into bed with duvet and covering with a blanket. So what if he is middle of the day. I need a moment to relax and bask in order not to get sick.
I stared at the ceiling thinking.
would it be to be part of society? Do not see the hatred, contempt, indifference? Life on the sidelines, being excluded by the system is overrated. I do not always give us joy. Stop! It is a joy just masochistom. But I'm not. I would like to experience for a while happiness again. The next time that day I thought about my wish.
snorted under his breath. Me and happiness. Perhaps only in my dreams. Would need a miracle to happen to this request, or maybe a dream come true.
- I swear by all that surrounds me that I would give everything that I have and every minute of my life, a moment of happiness.
did not know that this declaration could ever meet, I'll have to keep that oath. Then there were the only satisfaction that I was able to for voice comment on the request and do not cry.


I got up and decided to finally go to the supermarket to get some ingredients, which I could create something similar to lunch. I dressed warmly, this time not forgetting his cap and walked out of the house. The next time that day, the frost hit me in the face, causing uncontrolled shock from the cold. Shook his head resignedly. There's nothing like not control his body.
not hurry up. Besides, why would I do it. Nobody waited for me at home two years ago. I no longer had a mother who would be repeated daily heat dressed so as not to get sick. And when it happened that a disease caught me and took care of me. I had no father, who every day greeted me with a smile and praise your friends, who always tried to be a good father. And finally there was a GO, the only boy, whom I loved, which meant so much to me as parents, that was my goal in life. I guess I will never understand how a split second, a stupid human error, human stupidity, and plain bad luck, could lead to such tragedy. Would not the world is meaningless? Sometimes I honestly feel like a laugh and certainly not with happiness, and how the fuck can do everything in one day.
suddenly exploded with laughter. God! I laugh at "life" in your face, when it pours me. It's probably the only thing I have left. Even when I'm already lying on the bottom, left me my laughter.
I've come to the store and quickly chose the most essential products. Well, I had to supply for four days, since stores will be tomorrow night closed. Legs bent under load bags headed for the door, in which a runaway hit me man. Snarled a curse under his breath. Whore! Again I have to collect food from the earth. Well, this time there is nothing to lay on top. All beautifully packaged in the different types of containers.
- See how they wander hammer! - I heard the hated voice. Strange, but I did not feel angry just devastated. Damn! What popierdolony day! Is tomorrow really is Christmas Eve, is it some sick joke?
rose eye gaze toward the onyx eyes. I had no strength. I saw on his face puzzled. What is not often seen in my eyes the sadness of what he had to see it now.
- Okay, but you are so next time do not hurry. - Again, I stood before my eyes the memory of a drunken driver śpieszącego and my parents along with "him" on the lanes. Odganiając blinked them. Then I picked up the bag and turned around with the intention of leaving.
seemed to me that the bastard hesitated. What's teme want to help, but if you're at it too proud? - I told myself in my mind. Apparently pride prevailed, because the dark-haired man went his own way.


I went home and prepared the dinner. When I finished eating my phone rang.
- Hello? - I received
- Naruto? Kakashi .- Here I heard the voice of my teacher.
- Hello sensei - I said politely.
- How are you? - Frowned on this question, and I thanked the spirit that can not see my face '.
- okay - I lied smoothly. I'm getting better and better in this game. Improvisation can be taught? Or maybe someone finally started to write my script and I speak now issues that are already saved?
- Oh .. That's good. Just wanted to ask a question, did you see today may Sasuke? He went out in the morning and not returned so far - Well Hatake was guardian bastard. Brunet also did not have parents. At the beginning believed that then he would understand me, that we become friends, because it connects us alone. Well once I was naive, now I'm not. The Uchiha did not connect me nothing but competition. If I had known how wrong I was.
- Yes I saw him today near a supermarket, this near my house.
- Oh .. Thanks, though in contact with you let me know.
- Okay. - Hung up and sat in the living room watching TV.
How bad can accommodate this sick planet?
As much as the creatures living on it - told me a little voice in my head.
Damn! I really start freaking out! Sneezed. No! No! No! Now I can not get sick. Potruchtałem to the kitchen and turned the water on the hot tea. I quickly changed into warmer clothes and brought to the living room two blankets and duvets. I went back to the kitchen and flooded mint. Well, a neighbor left her with me when I was sick recently and so far after it did not raise. I took a warm cup of the living room. I sat on the couch with blankets and opatulając linens, then reached for the remote control.
first turned on better program, and again felt the unimaginable grief. Jumped up and down the canals ... family .. family .. family ... love .. family ... love ... family ..
Raging 23rd switched to channel So at least he let me down. At any given time was flying a movie about death. Well there is nothing better.
- I'll kill you! - Said in a hooded figure, and I smiled slightly.
- do not ask, do not! - Screamed the terrified girl took a step backwards.
- come on everyone, when his time comes, no one can change that.
bit his lip and felt the metal stand, oddly reassuring taste of blood.
true. Then it was my fault, like I did not marudził that I want to go out, they would live. With my eyes flowed with tears. Again. Once again one day, but I could now afford to weakness. Nobody is. I am alone. I do not understand it until the end, but my greatest weakness, is a life among the crowds, being alone.
My body shook again sobbing. I've had enough! I do not want to live without life. I would prefer to no longer exist without life. There I was wondering if my reasoning has any sense, I was helpless. For what can one man do against the world. What could make the lonely boy, against the crowds of friends, unfortunately, not him.
I looked out the window. Pouring snow. I will not be forever reflecting on this - I repeated in my mind and every time my eyes flowed with tears the next.
wlepiając lay still look to the window. I no longer cried. Not what I had. "Memories of a blur. Why did you leave me? "- I remembered the words of his old songs. I sang it when she first left me. Now, those words fit better. They are a reflection of my soul. I heard a voice in my head to my boyfriend. "Great singing, I play the guitar, I used to assume the team." - It was so long, but I remember it as if happened yesterday - "Naruse, and sing me once again that your song about unrequited love?"
After a while I saw myself when I wrote the words: "It happens that I do not Recognize your face in my dreams. I wish I could see you everyday That I still remember your face. "I managed to smile even gently, it fell asleep. For the first time for so long a powerful, regenerating sleep.


kindly inform you that the quotes are from my songs, which she herself wrote. And certainly fits both the unrequited love and my life. It was created with some other reason. Anyway, maybe someday I will you read it: P

"Memories of a blur. Why did you leave me?" - Memoirs of a blur. Why did you leave me looking for?
"It happens that I do not Recognize your face in my dreams . I wish I could see you everyday That I still remember your face. "- Sometimes, I do not recognize your face in my dreams. I would like to see your face every day, maybe then I remembered it in.

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Chest Infection I Fly In 2 Weeks






portraits of friends.

Herbal Cigarettes In Nyc




last throw to get it on tape for Chopin Polish-German anthology of comic books is devoted to Chopin, among them my set up in October last year, together with Monica Powalisz story. NEW ROMANTIC CHOPIN was produced by CULTURE ANGER, although their website does not have at the moment (12/22/1910) on the publication of a word. surprising because, despite best efforts in all, I too have a problem with this set of endorsements. apart from the subjective feelings about the various comic book was printed in such a way that each of the copies I have seen is different not only folding each page (which has severely affected the legibility of text) but also the colors. if someone lost its way in the anthology or just want to see what has been deliberately placed and what is distributed through print - over WHO IS NEXT TO ME? in its entirety. CHOPIN also drew m.in: Sascha HOMMER, mawil, ENDO, OSTROWSKI, Rebelka ...

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Im 5'10 What Size Mountain Bike Do I Need

spell Christmas fifth

I ask this especially for you the first part of the Christmas story.

Christmas Story
"Glamour Christmas"
22.12
Christmas Eve, one of the happiest days of the year. People forgive each other, separated families to sit down for dinner. We all celebrate and enjoy a common bestow gifts of friends. Everyone is happy. There are no concerns and worries. Sadness gone into oblivion, the only joy and family atmosphere. No friction, no problems, only the family and the smiles on every face. On this day, nobody is alone, no one is sad, and everything bad suddenly dies.
How much truth is in this description holidays?
much, if not nil. Now, Christmas is just tradition. Do not feel the atmosphere. More concerns and worries, more problems (mostly material). As punishment the tradition of going down The entire family, but despite that pretend to forgive it, and so there is tension between people. Hate can not take one day. The same applies to gifts, we are not satisfied with giving, but taking. Why do others feel angry when it turns out that someone accidentally purchased a more expensive gift than a person to them?
So now Christmas is a grim duty, gray people perpetually exhausted. There is no feeling that I should accompany us during the day. How many of them spend it alone?
Oh, I forgot one more tradition. Free cover for stray wanderer. How many times as a child dreamed of the fact that someone appeared? And in fact people do not come, and so he will not be admitted. Well, unless they are family. So what is the meaning of Christmas in the organization? What do they give us? I guess just that people are visiting each other, risking their lives by the way, for example, returning drunk from the back, or in the nerves leaving the house late. Snow is by no means improved road conditions and safety. So would not it be better to leave that day an ordinary day?
Probably not. Why? Because people must have a reason to relax and meet with each other. But pity that for some this is the worst day of the year. I would like for me to be happy.

dragged myself out and looked in the mirror. Last day of school before Christmas break. Again, almost half a month I'll be sitting at home. Alone, without a smile, leaving a mask of a happy kid in school. Just one more day. One day I must go, then ... later than two weeks I'll be back themselves. I went to the window and dodging them breathe fresh air. Is it really so much I wish that no one heard of it, I'm alone? Or maybe .. may simply be ashamed of this? Looking at the striping on the horizon up, asking myself questions that I did not know the answer. I'm in class final award, the last two years I'm alone, I'm 18 years old and my name is Naruto Uzumaki. And I hate most holidays. They took everything and left me empty. Destroyed my soul and feelings zakuły in chains. I surrounded by the walls and tossed the bat I was suffering. Eve, who another brings good luck, I brought the loss of dreams. I guess I'm the only one who wants to be erased from the calendar that day. Will it ever change?
shook my head to throw from the head of unwanted thoughts, but unfortunately they came back again and again. I sighed a little irritable, and have decided that today I will not pretend. Because what I have to lose? Think that I have a bad day and so. I have no strength to play. Not now, when the anniversary of my fall just two days. Not even trying to eat breakfast, because after that since it does not swallow today no bite, threw a bag on his shoulder and headed for the door. Empty house. Once this has been. I still remember every morning I ran to the kitchen, instead of silence, greeted me, my wonderful mother. I turned my eyes and left the building. No time for thoughts of going back to what it was. It is not worth dwelling upon, since it will not come back. Then I'll have the time. On the eve I visit their graves - I decided and went to the tram stop.

I walked slowly. Because in the end today I did not have the slightest desire would generally go to school. Took a step by step, and instead look forward, staring at the ground. I crossed the school gate at the very moment in which the bell rang. Already, people looked at me strangely. Besides, what is strange in that I've always been in school for at least twenty minutes earlier. Pretending not to see their looks, I fixed a bag on his shoulder and went to the hell that you need to watch every day. Well, that's last year. You no longer have the strength to look at this bunch of idiots rozwrzeszczaną. I felt for myself all the eyes except indeed Today I had to look ugly. Somehow I did not try to force a smile. Or is it better? But if ever I played in the end I almost forgot who I really am. Life is like a movie. It is a pity that I can not improvise because I forgot to scenario.
I sighed and went to class. Obviously I missed a good five minutes because I did not want to speed up the pace, and the room was on the second floor. I opened the door without knocking. Everyone, including the teacher, looked at me astonished. Nothing This is not surprising, after all, I'll never be late.
- Sorry I'm late - I said to the teacher, the voice of feelings washed out and headed toward the bench. Thanking you in spirit that it is closest to the door. Iruce, our educators, with whom we had lessons at the moment, apparently speechless, because it said I already managed to extract the book and find a pen in your backpack.
- You know the reason for being late? - In his voice was heard, surprise and something else. Curiosity? So it was perhaps curiosity. In the end does not happen every day to ask him that question to me. Well in fact, I never had reason to ask me about it.
Instead of answering, I shrugged my shoulders slightly and rested her head on his hands waiting to go for lessons. He, however, as the anger did not want to unhook.
- should answer the question. - You could hear that I brought him a little bit of balance. Well, yes, his authority do not think anybody disputes. And I ignored him. What a for him disgrace. I had an overwhelming desire prychnąć under his breath, but he refrained.
- not your thing - he growled. Well, my answer could not be called otherwise. I do not know why I felt angry, I usually just ignored. Today I did not feel like any conversation. Or maybe you just had a bad temper? And what about me? Let me now all come off. He finished a wonderful, helpful, Naruto. Now it is time you all saw that in reality I was in. ..
interrupted Speculation my teacher, who hit a log and my bench. Apparently he said something to me, and I just turned off.
- What is it? - I asked the same clear voice. - Sir. - I added after a moment ironically.
I looked at him indifferently. I felt sick satisfaction of seeing that I brought him totally off balance. Eh .. This rage until it emanated. If anger was the shape and color, and probably would now flowed from his mouth, eyes and ears. I laughed to myself, if you figured it. Sticky black goo coming out ...
- Do not allow yourself to be a lot of Uzumaki! - Tore up, but stood right beside me. I winced slightly and rubbed his ears.
- Could not you scream? - Asked przesłodzonym voice, as several people zachichotało. - I'm not deaf and did not want to become a starting from the courtroom. - Unless agreed that exaggerated, because some people dragged air with a whistle, and others zagwizdali with admiration. Yes. Probably exaggerated. But now I do not care. It's his fault should not interfere in their affairs, just go to the damn, boring lesson.
- You will be after the lesson. - Growled angrily. He shook his head as a sign that I understand without raising his head and went back to scribbling in a notebook. Iruka angry, he returned to teach classes. Well, at least for some time is detached, I wonder for how long.
looked at his watch, another 20 minutes. God, how I hate WOS-u. Boring topics and generally anything interesting. Dull eyes stared as the tip slowly moves toward the the desired number, but the time as the anger flowed slowly.
- Naruto Uzumaki - I heard from afar the voice of my teacher. - Tell me what you know subculture. - Now that was the subject of today's lesson subculture. - Replace at least three. For an evaluation. - He added. Eh .. malice does not pay dear teacher, you need to know.
- Punks, rastamani, Goths - I said without hesitation. Well, I learned so far such silly questions I do not get surprised.
- Well - Iruka muttered frustrated voice. And I just wanted to laugh. Pathetic man. Does he think that such a trivial question, wrong answer? What happens to these people, unless they reflect. The fact that I was late and totally Olala it does not mean I suddenly forgot everything. Pathetic. I told myself in my mind once again.

End of lesson. Finally. Just two hours of science, the class Christmas Eve - pure evil and I could leave this place sick. I waited until everyone left the class and walked to the teacher.
- What? - I said again, very nice.
- What happened to you today? - Iruka began quietly. Again, I felt uncontrollable rage.
- I told you. Do your thing and you let me more about it do not ask. Just let them come off you. - Just snapped and walked out slamming the door. - Damn - I murmured. Why this craving for blasting everything and everyone? This school is probably the greatest evil that exists - passed through my mind when I caught up with two first class. I looked at them so that if the eyes could kill, that lay already dead. They apologized and quickly fled. I went into another room, well now biology.
I was almost in a class when he came to me Sasuke. Well, the bastard got me here was missing - he growled in his mind while preparing for a sharp fight.
- What a great kujonowaty hammer missed the lesson, and suddenly oduczył culture - the dark-haired man, smiling sarcastically muttered get mean. I wanted to pass by when he caught me hands and pushed against the wall. - What's missing tongue in her mouth? Yet the lesson you were so eager to talk? - He looked me in the eye and apparently saw something in them which is not expected, because let me just suddenly hissed. - Enjoy with what you have, and do not of themselves the victim of fate, hammer.
- Wal bastard on the face - only growled and walked away leaving osłupiałego Uchiha in the middle of the corridor. I begin to have all these people wkurwiać! Well, because the hell, what surprised him so? He thought that what I do not know odpyskować? Route to them all ... Ringtone. No nothing. You have to get over the next lesson.
Sitting on the bench, and again totally wonderful olewając blefera learner, this much needed item, which was biology - Kakashi. I began to wonder, why did not answer immediately brunetowi. Damn. Those eyes. Whore. How can anyone be so horny seksowy, while the .. Exactly how? Vile? No, it's not enough. He's just a motherfucker. Do not know why insulting and screaming in my mind has brought me a sense of relief. I lost interest in destroying everything he saw. Eh .. there's nothing like a good way to recover from. At least Hatake, unlike Iruki, pretended not to notice my mood changes. Anyway, what is surprising. He knows everything. Well, maybe not everything, but just know that I do not have parents, or any other family. The details will never go into, so we do not know, or when they died or why. Damn! Again, the same thoughts.
tried to deny to himself the devastating images of my misfortune, began to appear. I decided that I need to think about something that will take me mind, if only to not think about it. And so I went back to the image of Sasuke. Heh .. These his sweet lips and eyes as black as night. I wonder how they taste sweet, bright .. Stop! Damn, what I think. Okay, I'm gay, I know this from some four years after I was in relation to www. No, I can not think about that now resemble. I shook my head, to reject the picture that was pouring in my thoughts. Damn. Okay I admit I'm gay, but no without exaggeration, Sasuke can not I enjoy it! After all, this vile unbalanced bastard!
bell rang heralding end of lesson. He quickly packed up and walked out of classes before anyone else managed to even move. After all, made notes written on the blackboard homework. I sighed-something recently came to me in the habit. Only Kakashi could put something on the holidays. I went into the hall, where the latter were to be held that day classroom activity. I sat down and pulled out a book. I opened on just what page and pretended to read, and the room started to come more people.

- Pathetic fool - I heard Sakura's voice. I figured that was probably a comment about me. And in this view, only confirmed the sentence given to me by her best friend Ino.
- Quiet, yet I hear.
- And let him hear. - Pink-hair slightly raised voice. - Best to let everybody know that Naruto is a fag! - Screamed and suddenly all eyes have shifted in their direction and then heard the whispers. I turned the eyes only. And let them know. I got it totally in the ass. 've Even lost interest I pretend that I'm reading and really started to do it.
- do not have evidence of it! - Heard someone scream. Oh! Fine, someone tries to defend me, I recognized his voice, it's probably Tenten, but oh well. Girl started losing battle, because I'm a fag. I pulled out the MP3 and the music it all sounds have disappeared, I heard Haruno says it has my picture, when I kissed the other guy. And then just floated the notes of my beloved team.

girls started getting ready for the Christmas Eve tables of class, and I, ignoring the curious glances, I just sat against the wall and closed his eyes, enjoying the loud sound of my beloved rock music. After a while, when everything was ready, someone opened the door with a bang. He must have really put in a lot of strength, because when I hit the wall, choked up my Mp3. I looked bored, and my gaze fell on falling just men. The first very similar to Sasuke, the differences were very slight, but for me it did not matter, because I realized that the door is none other like an older brother, the bastard - Itachi. Right behind him came to class Kakashi Iruka apologized for noisy input. Pathetic - the word for some time it becomes my subconscious response to everything that happens around you. Before I left I noticed a sight more sad look, which gave me an older Uchiha.
turned off the music and went to the table where everyone was sat. I noticed that the initial joy Sasuke at the sight of his brother, radically changed into rage.
- Why are you staring at him so? - I heard the hiss of brunet sitting near me. I figured that the words directed to his brother. What do Itachi knew everything. Finally, he dealt with the case of my parents.
- not outrageous so young - came the friendly reply and finally looked away, pointing it at a younger Uchiha. I am also slowly began to irritate the situation. I wanted this whole nativity scene is over. I decided to turn off and the end of the "event" was sitting quietly, pretending that I'm not.

After leaving school in the parking lot I ran into Kakashi and Itachi. I apologized and I wanted to go, when I heard the voice of brunet.
- Wait. - I turned around and headed look at him. - How do you cope?
- too bad - I answered an empty voice. I'm not a child to worry about me. I can do to address their problems - I wanted to add, but he refrained. I said goodbye and went on my way back home. After a while I changed my mind and headed toward the park. I sat on the bench, hid his face in his hands. I wanted to cry. I have nothing to go back, and so no one greeted me. I see it as always, that is, an empty house.
first I felt the tears flowing from under the closed eyelids. No longer restrained. I've had enough. Well, because the day after tomorrow's Christmas Eve, the day you're supposed to spend with your family, and I have not had. Damn! - I cried in my mind.
Someone sat next to me, but I did not want to open your eyes. Now I do not want anyone near. I must be alone with his pain, because I never get used.
- What's hammer again? - I heard the ironic voice of Sasuke. As if there could be someone else! Why do I always have to hit him?
- None of your business, teme. - I heard my own voice, though not remembered I'd moved his lips.
We sat in silence, but he is apparently not disturbed. I also do not, because in the when I did not want to talk to anyone.
After a while I heard footsteps and laughter. Does everyone now have to go for a walk? I raised my head at precisely the moment when Ino came around the bend and Sakura. Well, here only their beauty is still missing. I wanted to get up, but I could not. I heard only the squeak and after a while I was lying on the ground and on the bench next to Sasuke sat pink hair. Picked up from the ground. But before I made even one step green eyed look at me furious.
- Do not you dare try to do with Sasuke's gay! Twat! - Shouted to me.
- Screw you, Whore! - I answered and ran away. I wanted to cry. Brunet himself sat next to me, and she had to tear the whole park, so that everyone looked at me like I was some freak of nature. And where is the fucking tolerance? - I asked in my mind.
walked aimlessly until it got very late. So I decided to go home and lie down to sleep. At least tomorrow I'll have to see this bitch.
went into home and immediately headed to my bedroom. Quickly changed into his pajamas and jumped into a warm bed. I thought it will take a little sleep, but apparently I was very tired, because I immediately fell asleep.