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    Freak Academy | Chapter 2 | Adrenaline

    Link to chapter 1 --> http://www.narutobase.net/forums/sho...d.php?t=105271

    Le warning! This chapter is a bit cracky. :lili:

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    It seemed like any other summer day. The sun was on full power and every animal, big or small, was running wild and enjoying themselves. Although nature was having a blast, it was just another day for the students at the academy. Quite a few of the shinobi in the academy were like big fishes in small ponds. To them the classes were a boring routine. They should be genin by now, but the friendship some of them had was worth more than their duties.

    "Hoshigaki-san!!" the ice cream man in his dreams screamed at him, for reasons he couldn't fathom.

    "Hoshigaki-san, wake up!!" Kisame opened his eyes to a stare down from the teacher.

    "Un... Sorry." The teacher sighed and continued the dreadful lesson. The blue shinobi looked to his right to see his best friend, a half-plant, black and white boy with a split personality, grinning at him.

    "Just because you could easily pass the exams and be a genin, doesn’t mean you should act superior," he teased. A couple of people were staring at them, but that was nothing new. They'd always notice when people stared, since they were sitting in the back. The plant boy Zetsu's fly trap around his neck was pretty big, so it was necessary for him to sit behind everyone else.

    The class continued for about 10 minutes, when another teacher entered the class room. Kisame was immediately alarmed - if they were skipping recession he was going on strike! The teacher smiled and they all noticed a boy behind her. Were they getting a new student in class? The teacher smiled even brighter and pushed the boy forward.

    "Hello class. We have decided to entrust you with an exchange student. This is Kakuzu," she gestured towards the boy, who merely glared at her. "And he's from Takigakure. I want you to take good care of him, since he'll be here for a while. It looks like there's space in the back, you go sit there." She pushed this Kakuzu person forward again, and he looked like he could strangle her. He made his way to the back rows and sat down next to Kisame. The strange duo couldn't help but stare at this stranger. Kakuzu seemed to notice and shot them both a glare that could scare the shit out of anyone. They both looked away as fast as they could. His eyes were the strangest they had ever seen. The iris was green, and there didn't seem to be a pupil, and the sclerae were red. They didn't know what the rest of him looked like, since he was wearing a large grey hoodie and a black scarf in front of his mouth.

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    During recession Kisame and Zetsu decided to try to get friendly with Kakuzu. They wanted to make a good impression from the get go - they had enough enemies as it was. The new boy was sitting on the same bench where Kisame had met Zetsu a couple of years ago. They warily approached him, and tried the best they could to engage in a conversation.

    "Eh hi there. Kakuzu, was it?" Kisame said and reached out his hand, to shake hands. The exchange student didn't take it.

    "What's it to you?" he answered, with an uninterested tone.

    "No need to be hostile from the beginning. Says you. Chikusho, shut up! Make me! Please, not now. That isn’t for you to decide," Zetsu and Zetsu argued. Kakuzu eyed them suspiciously, but didn't seem as confused as people usually did when experiencing the plant boy's split personality.

    "Dammit Zetsu... Anyway, are you a regular academy student, or…?" Kisame took over and asked.

    "No, I'm a genin. Again, what's it to you?" He scratched his head.

    "Uh we just don't want you to feel left out... And Zetsu and I wanted to make a good impression," Kisame confessed. Zetsu's black side hissed at him.

    "Don’t tell him that! I think it was a good idea. Shut it!" Kakuzu suddenly laughed and stood up.

    "You're honest. I like that," he said and rummaged his pocket, fishing out a pack of cigarettes.

    "You want one?" he asked, and they both stared in disbelief. They'd only ever seen teachers smoke. Kakuzu shook his head at the younger boys and removed his scarf. If they were cartoon characters, their jaws would've dropped to the ground. His mouth was pretty much composed of a large stitched scar across his face, making his mouth seem very wide. He took in their expressions, rolled his eyes, and lit a cigarette.

    "Sheesh, you're acting like little kids."

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    The air was cool and crisp on the tongue. Since it was Sunday night, there were very few people outside. They were surely getting ready for their daily Monday routines. 3 (4) teenagers however weren't. Things had gotten a lot more fun at the academy for the not-so-dynamic duo since Kakuzu had arrived. He had a taste for everything controversial, rebellious, and most of all illegal.

    "Pick a car, Zetsu," he commanded the plant boy.

    "Hmm... I say this one. Well I say this one. But this one looks nice and shiny. And this one looks safe," he argued with himself. The scarred teenager turned to Kisame instead.

    "Pick a car, Kisame." The blue skinned shinobi looked around for the crappiest looking car on the street. He hit jackpot when he laid his eyes upon a beat-up rusty sedan that looked as though it had driven through World War II and back.

    "That one." Kakuzu nodded in approval.

    "Good choice." Zetsu stopped arguing with himself, as he realized that it was no longer relevant. The 3 (4) of them walked towards the old car, and Kakuzu pulled up his sleeve and let his tendrils do the job. They easily snuck in the holes and cracks of the vehicle and unlocked the main door. They all got in and leaned back in the moldy seats. The older genin bent over and fiddled with some wires. Kisame's heart was already beating a mile a minute - he had really been looking forward to the adrenaline rush he experienced when being with the exchange student.

    "Kisame, check the glove compartment. Look for some CD’s," Zetsu requested and Kisame complied. It contained a bunch of old bills and other papers, a pair of worn gloves and one CD. He had never heard of the American-sounding band.

    "S… Sla... ye... yer. Sulayeru?" Kakuzu gestured towards the ancient built-in radio and Kisame popped it in. The stereo system came to life and pumped out a fast, heavy beat and badass vocals. Zetsu grinned, satisfied.

    "Can you even drive?" Kisame asked the genin, suspicious. The response was a grin that could make the Cheshire Cat jealous. He couldn't make out whether it meant "of course I can" or "no, but I don't care". Soon they were on the deserted road, heading for the inner city. There was little to no life in the area around the school, so they had to get around the inner city to find anything fun. Zetsu was cowering in the back - he didn't like driving so fast. Kisame was thoroughly enjoying it though - anything to get the adrenaline pumping.

    "Do we have to drive so quickly? It’s pretty uncomfortable…" Zetsu complained, and Kakuzu laughed and turned down the volume of the heavy metal.

    "Because this is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time!" he shouted, still smiling.

    "This is crazy..." the plant boy mumbled. Kisame was getting happier and happier, and was beginning to idolize the exchange student.

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    There was the inner city, downtown, and then there was... that. They had found perhaps the cheapest, seediest places of all time.

    "It's vodka, tastes good, try it," Kakuzu assured Zetsu, who had already had a taste of Bacardi rum and gin & tonic. The plant boy nodded wildly - he had never drunk before, so the little alcohol he'd drunk was already affecting him. Kakuzu patted him on the shoulder and went to find Kisame who could barely stomach a breezer. The confused blue boy was dragged across the street to what looked like a strip bar.

    "What about Zetsu?" Kisame asked, worried about leaving his friend in such a place.

    "He'll be fine," Kakuzu insisted and pulled him into the club. There were ladies on stages, dancing with poles. Whoa!

    "Act big and mature, I have business here." And just like that the young blue boy was alone. He stared at the women and was still stumped at what exactly he was supposed to be doing here. It took about an hour for him to get sick of waiting. His hormones were really enjoying the club, but he needed to know how Zetsu was doing, so he made his way out of the club and back to the bar. The only problem was that the plant boy was nowhere to be found. It shouldn't be very hard to spot him, with the venus fly trap and all, but he just wasn't there! Kisame was starting to panic. That wasn't the kind of excitement he was looking for! A lot of people stared as the young shinobi made his way to the strip club again. It was just as confusing as the bar. The blue boy was just about to give up his search, having been all over the club, when someone grabbed his arm. To his relief, it was Kakuzu. He looked very content, as he dragged him outside and lit a cigarette.

    "What took you so long?!" Kisame shrieked. The only response he received was a wide grin, which only made the junior even more confused.

    "We have to find Zetsu! I don't know where he is!" he yelled and the senior glared at him, as if he was the culprit.

    "Sheesh, can't leave you kids alone," he complained, and they headed towards the bar once more. It was very crowded, but somehow Kakuzu managed to immediately spot the plant boy. They strode towards a spot on the floor near the bar, where a woman had passed out. Zetsu was sitting next to her, with a ridiculous smile on his face. As he caught sight of them, he giggled like a little girl.

    "I don't know whether to mount her or eat her," he laughed, and Kisame realized that his buddy was wasted. They both shook their heads and helped the drunk minor to his feet.

    "How much did you have, Zetsu-kun?" the senior asked with a caring tone.

    "Not that much, just tried some stuff. Which is like a lot." He giggled again and almost fell over.

    "Alright we're leaving. I'm not paying for that." They rushed outside and into the car that somehow hadn't been restolen, Kakuzu fused the wires to make it start, and they drove off even faster than before. Zetsu was giggling as though every single cell in his body was being tickled to death.

    "Why didn't you pay? I mean, there wasn't a reason not to," Kisame asked quietly and Kakuzu glared at him like he was a complete idiot.

    "Perhaps you’ll understand once you get a little older." Kisame was astonished. How could this young man turn from a generally nice guy to a selfish bastard at the drop of a hat?

    "Kisame-chan, I got this for you. Drink it or die." Zetsu held a bottle of vodka towards him, and Kisame accepted with a sigh. Might as well. As the alcohol entered his stomach, the world became blurry and spinning, and soon after everything went black...

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    The sun was shining, though the air was a bit chilly. It was rather windy, and there was no one around. That was, except for 2 passed out teens. Some bird decided to serenade the sun in the bushes nearby, and Kisame slowly opened his eyes. His body was stiff and sore, and he felt quite hungry and dehydrated. He wanted to roll over, but realized that he was lying on a bench. Where in the world was he? And where were the others? That's when he heard a moan from the other side of the bench. Next to it, on the ground, was Kakuzu leaning against the bench. He had no shirt on and his long, brown hair was messy and dirty. Kisame sat up, got the sickest head rush he'd ever had, and inched towards where his odd friend was sitting.

    "Kakuzu-senpai?" he called out, with a raspy voice. The genin appeared to be sleeping. He shook him until he got a response, which was another moan and an unconscious cuss.

    "Kakuzu!" Kisame said loudly in his ear, which was more effective.

    "N-nani...?" Kisame sighed and sat down in front of the scarred teen.

    "Please wake up," he plead, and Kakuzu opened his eyes slightly.

    "Oh... Kisame... Hi, how are you...?" he asked, still not quite awake.

    "Chikusho!" he yelled in disbelief and shook the older boy again, harder this time.

    "Kami, what's the problem...?!" he growled, most of all just wanting to go back to sleep. The younger boy sighed in relief.

    "Well, I have no clue where we are, we've been sleeping on a bench, you're not wearing a shirt and... And I don't see Zetsu anywhere," Kisame explained, realizing that his best friend wasn't around. Kakuzu laughed slightly.

    "So that's why I'm so cold..."

    "We need to find Zetsu! Again... And to get home from wherever it is we are," Kisame said, getting very irritated. The genin yawned and began to stand up, only to stumble and almost fall back down.

    "I got this," he mumbled and the blue boy shook his head, getting more and more frustrated. A lone man was walking down what looked like the dock they were on, and Kakuzu approached him, limping.

    "Excuse me! Sir! We are in need of assistance!" he shouted, managing to look more hurt than he was. The man seemed to have decided to be nice that day. He walked towards them with a friendly and concerned expression on his face, when the scarred young man detached his arm and shot it towards him. The hand grabbed the stranger's throat, effectively keeping him in place. Kisame felt he had to do his part, and ran up and punched the man in the head. He fell unconscious, and Kakuzu retracted his arm.

    "Nice punch," he complimented, and rummaged through the man's bag. He found a bit of food to eat, a pack of cigs and, most importantly, a cell phone. He also took off the man's jacket and put it on.

    "You give Zetsu a call," he commanded Kisame and lit a cigarette. Kisame mentally beat himself in the head; how in the world did he end up in that mess?

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    I do not own Naruto! Unfortunately…
    A quote is taken from Fight Club – just to make sure.
    Where was Zetsu? That’s for you, the reader, to decide.
    Do please tell me what you think in the comments!
     
         
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    Re: Freak Academy | Chapter 2 | Adrenaline

    Why you no has link for chapter one?

    Anyway, other than that. Very good job. Nice format too. I especially love the good grammar and spelling.
     
         

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    Re: Freak Academy | Chapter 2 | Adrenaline

    Quote Originally Posted by Zombie View Post
    Why you no has link for chapter one?

    Anyway, other than that. Very good job. Nice format too. I especially love the good grammar and spelling.
    Ah thank you very much. Grammar is my specialty. :lili:

    Le link --> http://www.narutobase.net/forums/sho...d.php?t=105271
     
         

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    Re: Freak Academy | Chapter 2 | Adrenaline

    this definately different
     
         

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