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Backdated to, oh, a couple days before current events?
[Lunch period. And his nemesis, Sarasate, has finally been bested, three times in the privacy of his bedroom.
Now, for the public performance. Even with the recent weight gain, he's still light enough that the lunch table will hold him, so he stands up on a vacant one and sets the instrument under his chin.] -
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[While Naruto's still going to school, Sasuke can't even muster up the energy for that much and remains curled up under his sheets, nauseated, with red-rimmed eyes.
He made the right decision. He did. This is better for both of them.
It's also better for him to just wait it out and let Naruto recover before returning to school. He yanks the blanket ( Read more... ) -
Drumroll.
[the mania has caught up to him. Worsened. Euphoria has switched over to paranoia - suspecting poison, he's stopped taking his clonazepam and quetiapine as well as the depakote.
And he doesn't feel good anymore. He's sick, and getting sicker. Can't stop sweating, can't stop shaking, can't keep any food down. Has spells of crying that make him choke ( Read more... ) -
spammity-spamspam.
[Sasuke frowns in the mirror, turning right and left--looking at his stomach from every angle he can.
It's not that he's getting heavy--not really. But he's definitely noticed a marked increase in his appetite, and no matter how the running with Shisui is going, he can still tell he's gaining weight.
His stomach used to be flat as a board, each rib ( Read more... ) -
No regrets, just love~♥
[When Sasuke comes to school the day after his visitation with Naruto, he's practically waltzing through the halls. He can't stop smirking, and he feels at least thirty pounds lighter. Those of you who are friends with him on facebook will have noticed the following status update:
( hurr! ) -
EPIC BROTHERLY FLOUNCING.
"Grow some balls and go on a date." How about you grow some balls and fuck off.
[Muttered under his breath. He stomps inside and up the stairs, not caring that he's acting like a four year old--this is a big fucking deal, and Itachi just doesn't get it. The dick.]
I hope you're fucking happy. [Shouted over his shoulder, as he pushes his door open. ( Read more... ) -
Lunch~
[The roof is where Sasuke comes for peace and quiet--to sit with his tuna and tomato on multigrain bread and forget that the rest of the world exists for a while ( Read more... ) -
NARUSASNESS
[Now that they're alone, he drops Naruto's wrist and crosses his arms over his chest, glaring.
Stupid. Stupid Naruto and his stupid puppy faces, stupid bleeding heart tendencies Sasuke could never quite banish.]
Will you stop making that face.
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[maybe trigger warning for abstract talk of self-injury?]
[If he'd had his way, he wouldn't have signed up for art at all, but he was outnumbered; all of his doctors agreed it would be a good idea for Itachi to be able to keep a close eye on him, so art it was. First period. Of course.
Not that he couldn't draw, but it was never his thing. The fact that he smashed his instrument six months ago and the ( Read more... )