It Only Ends With You.

1. Yowamushi

My name is Takamaru Sama and I am a shitty person. I mean a really, really shitty person. I am impulsive, irritable, rude, and I laugh in the face of authority. Maybe that's why I hurled my kunai at Kakashi-sensei's head.

"That was uncalled for, but not good enough." Kakashi smirked. This resulted in my throwing of three more kunai at his head. The third knife barely grazed his left ear. Serves him right.

"Stop following me Kakashi." I ordered while pushing past him, attempting to leave the training grounds.

"You can't leave during training, Takamaru. Nobody does that." Naruto argued in the background.

"Well I am," I spat back. "Kakashi, you can't keep putting me up against these losers. I'm learning nothing and quite frankly, my patience for their stupidity is running low today." This resulted in a smirk from Sasuke, who I've never cared to actually speak to, but we share the same annoyance towards the rest of the team. His response was appreciated since nobody else seemed to find my comment funny. Oops.

"So you're going to quit?" Naruto mumbled, seemingly hurt over the insult I made. "Yowamushi." Everyone fell silent.

My eyes narrowed at the blonde-haired little brat. "Care to repeat that?" I threatened.

"Yeah," he yelled. "You're a yowamushi! Believe it!"

"That's it." I charged full-speed at the moron. You can get away with a lot of things, but nobody, and I mean nobody, questions my courage.

I started off with a basic taijutsu move: a flying jump kick. Any functioning genin should be able to recognize and counter attack the move. However, Naruto isn't most genin. My foot hit him square in the face and he dramatically fell to the ground. It wasn't five seconds before he's up again, in fighting stance. As he was signaling his shadow clone jutsu, I performed what's known as a Leaf Violent Wind Kick. I moved low to the ground and, with speed an precision, I did a spinning kick that knocked him to the ground. When he was down, I punched him so hard he'll be seeing stars for the next week.

"How does it feel to lose to a yowamushi?" I hissed, standing over him. He was crying on the floor like a baby, which seemed to please no one but myself and Sasuke, who was sitting under a tree.

"Well, I guess training is over for today." Kakashi said nonchalantly. "Oh, and Takamaru? Try not to be so brutal. I'd like to take my whole team to the Chunin Exams alive." I rolled my eyes and started my journey home.

I enjoy walking. I don't know why, but it makes me appreciate the world for what it is. I like to look at the sky each day and see how the colors change. How the birds chirp in the trees. How the rabbits hop together through the forest. How flowers spring up along the walking path. Its just so natural, something lousy humans could never replicate. Speaking of lousy humans, Sakura jags to catch up to me. Ugh, god. Please someone help.

"So, Takamaru," She giggles, "your fight with Naruto was really cool. Wanna show me those moves sometime?"

"Uh, no. Thank you. Bye now." I grin at her, waving sarcastically. Her eyes turned white and her face was as red as a tomato. Oops, I made the psycho bitch angry.

"I KNOW THAT LITTLE STUNT YOU PULLED DURING TRAINING WAS FOR ATTENTION. DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT STEALING MY SASUKE AWAY FROM ME! HE'S MINE!" She screamed like a banshee. Sometimes I wished she was mute. Or I was deaf.

"Sakura, Sakura. I thought you were smarter than that." I laughed bitterly. "I don't want 'your Sasuke.' I want you and your foolish blonde boyfriend to leave me alone."

"UGH! DAMARE TAKAMARU! YOU'RE SO ANNOYING" She screeched, jumping up and down in anger. I just scoffed and walked away.

When I finally got home, I was starving. I showered, put my pajamas on, and started cooking. I made my favorite food. Shrimp gyoza and chocolate milk. As usual, I saved some for my midnight picnic. As I said before, I love walks. But a walk at night with some gyoza and chocolate milk? Now that is unbeatable.

I took my dinner to my room and selected a book from my bookshelf. Today's book would be Stephen King's 'Misery'. It's about an author who wrecked his car in a remote area and shattered both of his legs beyond repair. His heroine was a woman who was obsessed with him. She locked him in her house and made sure he was completely at her mercy. It's kinda sick, but each to his own, I guess. I read until about 10:30 until my head found my pillow and my eyes got heavy.

I woke up and groggily wiped drool from the corner of my mouth with my t-shirt. The clock read 12:24pm and I decided it was the perfect time for my midnight picnic. I didn't much feel like changing, so I slipped on my black combat boots, gathered up my picnic supplies, and locked my front door behind me.

I went to my picnic spot: the Hokage Rock. Sure, it can be a hike, but the view is astounding. You can see the entire village from that spot! You can look at the stars, or the houses, or simply close your eyes and feel the cool breeze on your face. I usually eat my snack overlooking the village, then lie on my back finding shapes in the stars until I fall asleep. I know its not completely safe, but it's a remote area and I always wake up before dawn. The only difference, however, is that I wasn't alone this time.