xBrokenRecordx

-i- Before I fall, too fast… -i- The room was positively glowing. The extravagant chandeliers that hung from the ceiling cast a bright light across through the enormous room. Candles flickered in the darker corners and decorated tables. The sound of clinking glasses, soft laughter, and an orchestra filled the silence that would have existed otherwise. Everybody was smiling and joking and all around having what seemed to be a good time. That is, everybody except for one very tired, very bored, noble. Nara Shikamaru leaned against the wall furthest away from the party. His dress shirt was getting wrinkled but he really could care less

Ugly? You must've lost your eyes.

Help Wanted: Seeking companionship. Nobody responds.

Do I...do I annoy you? You always insist that no, I don't but sometimes it's just so hard to believe because everybody else gets annoyed with me eventually. I always talk to much or put my foot in my mouth or I just overall just drive somebody absolutely insane. But the fact that you still want me around is pretty comforting. Gosh. Do you think if we ever got married and had kids that they'd want me around?! This is a scary thought. There are a lot of things about me that probably should annoy you. I mean, seriously. I text you all the time. And it's only because you told me to text you. So I do. You text me back when I text you and usuall

Shikamaru’s pained huff brought Yoshino’s mind back to present time and place. Her mind had gone horribly off track and, by getting lost in her memories, she had applied too much pressure to a large, harsh bruise on her son’s face. She mentally reprimanded herself, immediately retracting her hands from the young man’s face and dunking her too-dry cloth back into the ice cold bucket of water by her side. “It isn’t often I find you going out and getting into a fight, Shikamaru.” Yoshino said, shooting her son a pointed look. Her grunted and subconsciously shrunk under her gaze. The woman sighed and brou

1. Take some one's shopping cart and switch the items with stuff from the person next to them's cart Sakura stealthily snuck in between Naruto and Sasuke's shopping carts. When the two were arguing, she switched the items in their carts. Sasuke went home later that day to find he had purchased ten year's worth of instant ramen. 2. Walk up to complete strangers and say, "Hi! I haven't seen you in so long!…" etc. See if they play along to avoid embarrassment "Oh my GOSH!" Sakura exclaimed, holding her hands to her face and running up to Kiba and embracing him. "Hi! I haven't seen you in so long!" Kiba deadpanned. "We saw each other yeste

Uzumaki-Namikaze Naruto was not a hard person to understand. He was happy, optimistic, and a strong leader. He was enormously intelligent – something that couldn't be denied, no matter how many times he cocked his head to the side and asked "What does 'concession' mean?" for the nth time – and a powerful shinobi. He had an unconditional love for ramen and his precious people and would give his life to protect them both. (Yes, this does include the ramen.) Though the public knew him well, the Konoha 11 knew him better. Teams 7, 8, and 10 grew up with him, witnessing the enormous change from the "oblivious, loud, and foolish jokeste

Words like knives. I cower fearfully.

You're an ass. You're a jerk. You're a dick. You're many things. In my head I swear worse than a sailor thinking about you but when trying to put them into words verbally and on paper, I'm at a loss. I stumble over my words and I cry harder and I want to hit something because trying to find a proper way to describe you is the hardest challenge I've ever been faced with. But, in a way, I found one. A word to describe you. It's a word every Elementary student is fully aware of because they're taught about it early, encouraged not to become one. You should have listened to our teachers, brother. Because what you are is a bully. A bully. My

You always said that you were worried about this. About me and him. About my relationship with him. You were worried that I would get my heart broken. You were worried that your completely pure-hearted son who is practically incapable of heartbreaking, would break my heart. Don't worry. He didn't. He hasn't. He won't ever. There's one thing that really gets me though... You were worried my heart would get broken...you were worried your son would break my heart...you worried and worried and worried and then... ...you did it all. By. Your. Self. You are the one who broke my heart. Those things you told me. Those things you stated. It fe