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Chapter 2

A loud trumpet was heard and Naruto could only assume whoever was playing it didn’t know jack shit about music. He turned his back at the door and placed the pillow over his head.

“RISE AND SHINE, LADIES!” Fugaku shouted loudly. His voice was even worse in the morning. Naruto heard some small noises around him, but he decided to keep lying.

“All pussies” Fugaku said, causing Naruto to groan annoyed.

“That includes you” Utakata voice came closer.

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“Sorry, sir, couldn’t hear you over my giant dick” Naruto commented moody. Some of the bunkmates chuckled.

“Now, blondie” Utakata said. “I don’t like repeating myself”

“Makes the both of us, dattebayo” Naruto turned his head to look at the trainer. “Just a tip, they give lessons to play the trumpet, I know it requires to blow it, and believe it or not, it is different from blowjobs”

“Listen, you are already in a bad position, don’t make it worse on yourself”

“To be fair, it was the old man who started with the gender stereotype bullshit, who is making whom their enemy?” Naruto hissed feeling somebody pull him from his hair and dragging him off the bed onto wooden floor. “That is abuse, dattebayo!” Naruto looked up, his angry eyes meeting that of Fugaku. He always hated the man.

“Tough world” Fugaku said.

“Y’know, old man, it suddenly makes sense to me” Naruto got up from the ground and looked Fugaku dead in the eye, “Why your son dressed like somebody with daddy issues” The blond had a cocky look on his face. Utakata wanted to punch the blond, but Fugaku extended his arm.

“Uzumaki, you watch your tongue” Fugaku narrowed his eyes and somehow he found another resemblance between Sasuke and his father.

“This is freedom of speech, you can’t arrest me for that” Naruto smirked. He walked out of the bunk, like the others. The sun was up, but it was still very early. The air was cold and the grass was wet under his feet. Naruto yawned and stretched his arms over his head. He looked over at the other bunks, everybody was heading to the bathroom to freshen up and he decided to follow their example.

“It is not even 5 A.M” One guy was looking at his watch, “I mostly go to bed around this time!”

“Same” Naruto commented, walking next to him from the bunks where they got changed into their uniforms to the dining hall. The guy kept on complaining, but Naruto didn’t listen, nor did he care. His eyes caught the raven sitting on a picnic table. One leg on each side of the bench board as he appeared to be telling a story to Utakata. So it seemed the trainer could smile after all. Naruto sat down on an empty seat, grabbing a slice of toast. It was obvious to him that the trainer had some sort of crush on the raven. The way he smiled and overall looked at him. If his had doubts before, they were all gone the moment he saw Utakata’s hand on Sasuke’s right knee, moving slowly up to his thigh, stroking it before giving it a light squeeze. The older man leaned in and for a moment Naruto thought he was going to kiss Sasuke, but he whispered something before backing off. The raven looked surprised.

“We’ll see about that” He said outloud, grabbing a banana from his plate.

“What are you looking at?”

“The hottie that tormented you yesterday?”

Naruto didn’t pay attention to the others on the table, they all soon turned their heads towards Sasuke who was listening to something his dad said. He then suddenly turned his head around, his eyes meeting Naruto’s right away. Naruto bit the inside of his cheek, seeing Sasuke’s lips around the banana. However, the only reason the raven would have ever been looking at him would be if Fugaku mentioned his comment earlier in the morning.

“Wish those pretty lips would be put to good use-”

“You mean swearing and screaming at us?” The girl commented.

“I meant sucking my dick, of course!” The guy raised his voice and an awkward silence filled the dining room. Sasuke bit off the banana in a rather dramatic way.

“Burn!” Some of the trainees shouted.

“I’ll have you know!” The guy stood up to get everyone quiet, “I am actually into that, what ya say, raven?” The guy spreaded his arms in a welcoming way, closing his eyes like he had already won something, but not even a second after his so called speech, a banana peel was thrown towards his head with such a force, he fell backward on the ground.

“Not even in your wildest fantasies” Sasuke commented, turning his back at the trainees. The guy got up from the ground, rubbing his head before sitting back down.

“So you guys know, I dreamt about him last night…so…yeah…”

“Dude, there is a red print on your face of the banana peel” The girl commented, smacking him on the cheek. “Besides, Utakata is who you wanna fuck, the raven is more…just for threesomes”

“You guys know his name?” Naruto asked them, but they all shook their heads, “Sasuke” he answered, causing the raven to immediately turn his head and look at the blond talking to the others.

“How do you know?” The girl asked.

“Utakata said it outloud, you dumbasses ought to pay attention so now and then” Naruto answered nonchalantly.

“What kind of name is that anyway? I mean, does it sound sexy when I moan it?” The guy made a few poor attempts.

“You fucking or killing a bird?” The girl commented, rolling her eyes.

“I think it is from the…the children books, Samurai Sarutobi Sasuke? You know the adventures of the samurai?” Naruto felt like talking to a wall. It seemed neither of them had ever heard of it…or…have they never heard of books. “It is a fucking book” Naruto said in short, he took a bite from his toast before turning his eyes and catching Sasuke look at him.

“From the fucking books, right?” Naruto asked out loud, still chewing on the toast. Sasuke didn’t answer, he scoffed slightly before turning his head away.

“You know that samurai was gay as fuck, dattebayo” Naruto muttered.

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“Twenty-five…twenty-six…twenty-seven-”

Naruto hissed annoyed, hearing his trainer count their push-up out loud. His arms already started feeling weak and wobbly.

“Twenty-eight-” One of the trainees in his team fell through their arms on to the ground, panting heavily.

“And we are back at zero-” Utakata folded his arms, looking at the fallen trainee. Naruto shook his head, having to do it all again.

“One…two…”

Naruto looked at the grass in front of him, seeing a familiar pair boots in front of him. He looked up, seeing Uchiha Sasuke standing in front of him. His arms were folded over his chest and he looked down at Naruto.

“Hey, sexy” Naruto said, still following Utakata’s count. The blond tried to keep his arms stable, he didn’t want to appear weak in front of the raven.

“Get up” The Uchiha demanded. That demand couldn’t come any better moment. Naruto quickly got up, it felt good to allow his arms to rest for a moment.

“What is it, dattebayo?” Naruto asked, stretching his triceps.

“I heard you had a problem with the way I dress, is there something you wish to discuss with me?“ Sasuke was frowning slightly, maybe he was a little pissed, but it was most likely the sun shining directly in his eyes.

“Me? I don’t have issues, but it seems your clothes are implying you do have issues” Naruto leaned slightly in with his head and whispered in Sasuke’s ear, “Daddy issues”

The Uchiha scoffed, taking a step back from the blond while he shook his head.

“You have big mouth” Sasuke stated.

“I have more things that are considered big” His blue eyes indicated to his crotch, “You want to have a taste of that too?”

“Watch it, I am your superior” The Uchiha warned.

“Bitch, we will see” Naruto said.

“Enough!” Sasuke grabbed Naruto by his arm. He moved fast, turning himself around and pulled the arm, throwing Naruto’s body over his shoulder, painfully on the ground. But before the Uchiha could take a step back, Naruto pulled him from the same arm.

The movement was sudden and unexpected. Sasuke fell forwards on Naruto, his head near Naruto’s crotch. The Uchiha hissed, leaning his weight on his left arm, allowing the right to push his bangs away from his eyes. He turned his head to look at the blond who was smirking like a fucking idiot. Sasuke’s eyes widened slightly and his cheeks turned red when he realized the position he was. He quickly got up and angrily he kicked Naruto right in the stomach.

“You have made the list, bitch!” Sasuke shouted.

“Worth the ass view” Naruto rolled to his side, his arms were wrapped around his stomach and yet the cocky look remained. Sasuke’s expression darkened and he wanted to beat the blond up if it wasn’t for Utakata wrapping his arms around Sasuke’s middle and pulling him away.

“Let me go! I wanna beat his ass!” The raven shouted.

“That is exactly what he wants too, he is trying to get under your skin-”

“I am more trying to get in his booty shorts” Naruto winked at Sasuke.

“Just…go to your dad” Utakata turned the Uchiha around and placed his hands on his shoulders. He leaned in, whispering something in Sasuke’s ear. A smile appeared on Sasuke’s face and he nodded.

“You know just what to say” The raven said before walking off. Utakata gave a confirming nod, looking at Sasuke walk away until he was out of sight

“So he is daddy’s little princess after all?” Naruto commented, getting up from the grass.

“Uzumaki, 70 push-ups, now”

“It was fifty before, dattebayo!” Naruto seemed angry.

“And now, specially for you, 70, y’all do seventy and thank your friend blondie over here for it” Utakata said, narrowing his eyes when he looked at Naruto.

The training day was harsh. They had to jog for hours, they had to climb trees and do sit ups, pull ups. At the end, even though Naruto didn’t want to admit it, he was beat. It was good thing his stamina kept him going way longer than most trainees. They walked back to the base from the forest. Naruto walked right behind Utakata while the others from his groups were meters behind them.

“Eh” Naruto heard Sasuke’s voice from behind the trees. He saw how he threw a bottle of water at Utakata. “Dehydration is not a myth, don’t take your group too far in the forest”

“Is that coming from you or from Fugaku?” Utakata asked after taking a big sip of water.

“Daddy says he doesn’t want to waste medical supplies, and he is right” Sasuke said, holding a box against his hip.

“He send you with water?” Utakata leaned his elbow on Sasuke’s shoulder.

“I actually thought of it” Sasuke said, “It got him to stop complaining” The Uchiha looked at the others of the team arriving. They seemed beat.

“Hnnn…you could have been more lenient with them, they just got started” Sasuke shook his head. “Catch y’all!” The raven grabbed some bottles and threw them at each trainee. Some caught it, most dropped it.

“Of course, there is blondie” Sasuke said holding a bottle of water in his hand, flipping it up and catching it again, “Have you given it your all?” He walked towards Naruto.

“I tried” Naruto said.

“I guess you do deserve to cool off” Sasuke said squeezing the bottle in his hand. The water hit Naruto’s face. He looked at Uchiha chuckling by the sight of the Naruto’s wet face, dripping over his shirt.

“Thanks, I feel a lot cooler now” Naruto ran his hand through his wet hair that was dripping on his already sweaty shirt. The blond took it off, using the dry part to wipe the water off his face before putting the shirt over his shoulder. He could see Sasuke’s eyes scan his torso thoroughly.

“Hey, eyes up here” Naruto joked, pointing at his eyes with his fingers. Sasuke looked up and there was slight annoyance visible in his eyes. “I’ll take the rest then” He grabbed the bottle from Sasuke, making sure their fingers touched. He leaned in so his lips were near Sasuke’s ear. “There is more where that came from, if you ever want to bone” Naruto whispered, causing the Uchiha to hissed.

“Not even in your wildest dreams, usuratonkachi!” Sasuke shouted, pushing Naruto away. The blond laughed.

“If you ever change your mind, princess, you know where my bunk is”

“Don’t call me that!” Sasuke dropped the box with the remaining bottles of water in it, “ I will break your bones! All 206 of them!”

“207” Naruto groped his crotch, “If you catch my drift, pretty boy” He winked. A nerve popped on Sasuke’s head as he took a deep breath, cracking his fingers.

“Ah, Sasuke, look if Kiro needs some more water, alright?” He pushed the box back in Sasuke’s arms. “Go on, I will see you during dinner” Utakata said, grabbing Sasuke by his shoulders and pushing him towards the right direction.

“Tch-” Sasuke scoffed, walking off.

“You, don’t challenge him, he can and will break your bones I did you a favor-”

“Did you? Dattebayo” Naruto seemed uninterested.

“Put your shirt back on” Utakata demanded. His voice was neutral, but he had a certain annoyed look in his eyes.

Dinner couldn’t come fast enough. After all this rough training, it was only logical that the body was eager for some protein.

“Why don’t they just shit on my plate, save the effort” One of the trainees was complaining loudly.

“It could have been worse” Naruto muttered, looking at the beans. Maybe if he poked it long enough it would finally move off his plate. He smiled by the idea, “We can keep complaining, but we should focus on the positive effects, after this, we are all ripped as eff”

“That makes no sense, why doesn’t the government send us to fat camp, where we eat all day, half of these fuckers would not be able to run and so commit less crime”

Naruto looked at the girl adjacent from his, this chick was making some sense.

“Entire justice system is fucked up, dattebayo” Naruto took a bite of the bread. At least that was edible. “We are taking orders from some brat that is supposed to be in middle school or some shit, isn’t skipping school a crime?”

“Middle school? Guy might be in college” The girl looked over her shoulder at Sasuke, “Nah, it doesn’t make sense, he is not a day older than we are”

“Maybe he is just some highschool kid?” The guy asked.

“Military school” The girl gasped, “That explains the hot ass”

“Nah…Vin Diesel in that one movie where he is baby sitter or some shit, he went to military school and he is like very different” The girl said, “That bitch probably skips P.E “ Naruto looked at Sasuke who was poking his fork in the food before looking up and meeting Naruto’s eyes.

“I’m gonna call it an early night” The Uchiha stood up.

“Sasuke” Fugaku turned his head to his son.

“Don’t forget to do your homework”

“I won’t” Sasuke’s expression turned annoyed. Apparently the Uchiha didn’t like to get bossed around, “Goodnight, daddy”

“Homework y’all, he is in high school” The girl said.

“Bitch, they have homework in elementary school too and in middle school” The guy said annoyed.

“Y’know, I am going to go out for a walk”

“Wasn’t a day filled with exercise enough?” The guy shook his head.

“They say some night activity is healthy, dattebayo” Naruto winked before leaving.

About twenty minutes passed and the sky was pretty dark by now. He was lucky the moon provided for some light because even with the light Naruto was pretty sure he had lost his way in the forest. Perhaps it was actually a good thing, it will be a good excuse to skip training, but he doubt it was that easy. Naruto looked up when he heard some noises. It sounded like somebody jumped in water. He walked towards the sound, hiding behind a tree before looking what was behind it.

“Jackpot, dattebayo” Naruto smirked seeing a bunch of clothes laid down on a rock and seeing the duck-butt hairstyle in the water. He tried to get closer to have a better look, but he stepped on a branch and it snapped, causing the Uchiha to turn his head around.

“Bubbles?” He called out, swimming towards the side, “Bubbles, what is taking you so long?” He leaned had his arms on the grass and leaned his head on them. “Come on, this isn’t Friday the 13th”

At this point Naruto wasn’t sure to reveal himself. Maybe if he just remained quiet the Uchiha might think it was a fox or something.

“Or…is it?” Sasuke frowned, “Show yourself! I know somebody is there!”

Naruto sighed before appearing from behind the tree, holding his hands up like he was arrested.

“Fucking kidding me!” Sasuke moved away from the coast, “What happened to curfew?!”

“We had curfew?” Naruto asked as he walked to the coast and looked at Sasuke in the water. “Aw, princess, you look beautiful, say, do you like playing the little mermaid out here?”

“Fuck you!” Sasuke hissed, “You are out of bounds! You are in a lot of trouble!”

“Am I? Well, I guess you gotta get out of the water in order to punish me for it” Naruto smirked, “But you can’t, can you? Ah, that right, all your clothes are there” He walked towards the rock, holding the green crop top up, “And for you to punish me, it means you gotta get your fine ass out of the water and walk up here…and I gotta say, for that view, I won’t mind the punishment”

“Fucking asshole, get your ass to camp, now!” Sasuke hissed while Naruto examined the green top. He let it slide over his finger onto the ground.

“What did you say? I can’t hear you from there” Naruto’s cocky smile didn’t seem to disappeared. He held up Sasuke’s boxer briefs before looking at the Uchiha. “Adorable” He said.

“Uzumaki, I demand you to stop!”

“I bet these thirsty bitches would actually pay good money for these” Naruto ignored Sasuke’s words completely. He dropped it on the ground before looking at the other clothing item. “Holy fuck” Naruto reached for the gun holster before, grabbing the gun out of it. “You just carry these around for fun?”

“Put it down!” Sasuke shouted. Naruto looked down at the water, “Why don’t you get out of the lake and make me?”

“You are in serious trouble, usuratonkachi!”

“It gets troublesome for yourself” Naruto examined the gun, “Did daddy teach you how to shoot a gun?” Naruto scoffed, “That is cool, my dad doesn’t teach me shit like that” He closed his left eye and aimed for a tree “I see them hold it this way in the movies, ya know? And then they push this back and-” a click sound was heard and Naruto looked surprised.

“That is dangerous” A wet hand was placed over his hand and Naruto scoffed, rolling his eyes. “You smart son of a bitch”

“You were too occupied with my gun” Sasuke was standing behind Naruto, putting the safety back on before taking it away from Naruto.

“I wasn’t gonna shoot you or anything” Naruto said.

“Hn, not many shoot…They threaten” Sasuke said and Naruto tried to look back, maybe get some sort of glimpse. He turned his head away feeling the gun to his back.

“That is a crime, dattebayo” Naruto commented.

“It will be your word against mine” Sasuke whispered.

“Awkwardly, turned on right now” Naruto muttered, “Your daddy taught you how to intimidate too? Typical cop”

“Hey! What did your daddy teach you, how to smuggle drugs through your asshole?”

“Actually, my dad taught me about agoraphobia and dissociative amnesia”

“Is he locked up in some mental institution?” Sasuke asked, he lowered the gun.

“Actually, he is a therapist” Naruto took the chance to turn around, but was disappointed seeing Sasuke back in his shorts. He pulled the crop top back over his head before running his hand down his wet hair.

“You expect me to believe that?” Sasuke raised an eyebrow, “He must be one crappy therapist if he can’t keep his son away from jail”

“That really has nothing to do with my dad or his job, dattebayo”

“Right, let’s play the game I call, lemme guess your tragic backstory” Sasuke sat down and tied the holster around his leg, putting the gun back in it before grabbing his boots to put them on. “Your mom was never in the picture, your dad never had time for you because work came always first, You feel neglected by him and that is why you became the punk you are today”

“So wrong” Naruto grabbed a small rock from the ground and threw it in the lake, “My dad is a therapist, he has an home office so he around a lot actually, My mom is a part time teacher for kids with disabilities, I am an only child and got basically all my parents attention growing up” Naruto lowered his gaze to the ground, “we are that kind of family that eats pancakes on sundays, you feel me?”

“That is not very tragic, what caused you to fuck up this bad?” Sasuke asked, his eyes on Naruto.

“It doesn’t matter now” Naruto threw another rock in the water. “My turn, you are daddy’s little princess…I assume that makes you his youngest child…maybe his only, you hang out with dudes that are twice your age…so I guess you aren’t well liked by people your own age”

“I am one out of six” Sasuke sighed, leaning on his elbows as he stared at the lake.

“One of six what?” Naruto sat down next to him.

“I am one out of six kids” Sasuke smiled, “I have five older brothers”

“That is…a lot” Naruto said.

“Yeah, they are all out of the house now, I am the only bird left in the nest, most of them work in Konoha, one of them is in univeristy”

“Where are you from then?” Naruto asked.

“I live at the Valley of the End, two hours from Konoha” Sasuke said.

“No way, there is a classmate of mine that used to live there…Suigetsu-”

“No way” Sasuke looked at Naruto, “He was my best friend”

“That dude? Really?” Naruto looked surprised.

“Yeah, I lived near the park, it was literally across my house, we played there a lot” Sasuke tied his shoes before getting up. “Get your ass up, I am bring you to your bunk, and yes there is a curfew, nobody out of their bunks after 10”

Sasuke walked ahead.

“Daddy will see to your punishment”

“Yeah, maybe if I tell him how you were naked in a lake waiting for Utakata to come, sure that won’t arouse some questions”

Sasuke turned his head around and looked at Naruto.

“So, you were sleepwalking and I found you and brought you back to the bunk, right?” Sasuke said.

“Ooh shit, daddy doesn’t know you bone him?” Naruto voice was pretty loud.

“Wha-AT!” Sasuke suddenly fell through one knee, cursing loudly.

“Shit, are you alright?” Naruto asked, seeing Sasuke pull his right foot out of what seemed to be a hole.

“Fucking rabbit hole!” He hissed wrapping both hand around his ankle.

“Did you break it?” Naruto asked.

“No…no…it’s barely even twisted!” Sasuke immediately tried to get up again, but hissed the moment he put weight on the injured leg.

“Surely it isn’t twisted…” Naruto sounded sarcastic.

“It is fine! I will just ice it when I get to my bunk-”

“Sasuke, it is a twenty minutes walk to even get here, I don’t want to crush your dreams, but by the time you reached your bunk the ice has not only been melted, the word probably came to an end”

“Just…be my human walking stick ” Sasuke put his arm over Naruto’s shoulder.

“Oe la la, look at how close we are” Naruto had his dumbass smile on his face.

“I will punch that expression off your face” Sasuke hissed, “And keep your arm around my waist, not my hip”

“But baaabbeee~”

“I swear to god, Naruto, I will shoot you”

“Babe, are you on your period? Why are you tripping on me?” Naruto felt Sasuke’s hand pull his ear. “Alright, alright!”

“You truly are enjoying this?” Sasuke sighed.

“Yeah, what can I say? I am getting ripped and there is a hot piece of ass clenching to me, I guess the justice system works”

“Fuck you~” Sasuke chuckled.

“Aw, look at that, my charms are working, maybe when we reach your bunk I could get a glass of water” Naruto winked.

“You go thirsty tonight” Sasuke said.

“Tonight? So I have a shot tomorrow?” Naruto asked. Sasuke stopped walking.

“It is a very slim chance” Sasuke admitted.

“Hey, I take what I can get, dattebayo” Naruto looked ahead of him. “Your ankle must really hurt, you are sure it isn’t broken?”

“Positive…I just need to ice it and keep it elevated and shit” Sasuke sighed. “Why did I go to the lake?”

“You probably wanted to get laid, but the booty call didn’t arrive” Naruto said, “But I am here”

“In your dreams” Sasuke said.

“Fine…” Naruto scratched the back of his head, “How much do you weight?”

“You.Did.Not.Just.Ask.Me.That”

“Worse case scenario, I drop you” Naruto commented.

“I don’t know…” Sasuke grabbed Naruto’s biceps, “You don’t look that strong”

“Watch me, bastard!” Naruto titled Sasuke up princess style, causing the Uchiha to look rather impressed.

“Damn, Uzumaki, didn’t know you had it in you” Sasuke commented, his hands on Naruto’s shoulders. “But can you hold it for the entire walk back?”

“Watch me, dattebayo!” Naruto said, but he felt his already sore arms getting heavier, but it was too late to back off now. Now he had to live up to his big words. Well, the time better pass fast because right now he could only focus on the pain in his arms. “So, uhm…five brothers, that is a lot”

“It is alright, I can’t imagine it otherwise” Sasuke said, staring at Naruto’s face. The blond had a sharp jawline and some thin lines on his cheek. Unconsciously, Sasuke’s hand cupped the blond’s cheek, causing Naruto to look at him.

“So here is where I kiss you, right?” The blond teased.

“Not even close!” Sasuke said, pinching Naruto’s cheek, “I meant to ask sooner…what are those scars on your cheek?”

“Scars, duh” Naruto answered sarcastically. He felt Sasuke’s hand behind his neck, suddenly grabbing his hair and pulling it slightly.

“You wanna play dumb with me again, usuratonkachi?”

“You want to hear the story behind the scars on my cheek?” Naruto asked and Sasuke remained silence, waiting for the story to begin.

“I saved a small kitten for being eaten by a giant beer and then I single handedly defeated the bear and then a ninja appeared-” A hand was pressed against Naruto’s mouth.

“And now the truth?” Sasuke said before removing his hand.

“I was a stupid kid and my mom had left a peeling knife on the table and I grabbed it and drew whiskers on my face, they weren’t deep, but they became scars because I kept peeling the scabs off, my bad, dattebayo”

“Fucking, stupid kid you were…you are” Sasuke said, “But I got to admit, they give you something…badass”

“And you like badasses?” Naruto questioned.

“No, I am badass…that make other badasses less…badass” Sasuke turned his head away. He pointed at a bunk, “There” He said.

“Stupid explanation, bastard” Naruto walked towards the bunk and put Sasuke down. He stretched his arms, “You need me to get you some ice or tell your dad what happened? I swear to leave out the intense and rough intercourse we had” The blond winked.

“I am fine, you go get your rest” Sasuke put his hands on Naruto’s biceps, squeezing them slightly “You need it”.

“Right, so about the glass of water-” Sasuke pushed Naruto away.

“Goodnight, Usuratonkachi” The raven said.

“See ya, bastard” Naruto turned around to head to his own bunk, but he heard Sasuke call out his name and he immediately turned around.

“I owe you one” Sasuke said.

“I’ll keep you to that, dattebayo”

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Write or Wrong? Your Passion Will Let You Know…

The Self Improvement Blog | Self Esteem | Self Confidence

Our topic today is writing, but kindly allow me a moment to qualify this diatribe before diving deep…

My motivations to write are never inspired by a desire to hurt, inflame, polarize, or suggest I have everything in the world figured out. I sure as fuck don’t. The more I learn on my travels, the stupider I realize I am. The most important thing that has made any difference in my strange world has stemmed from learning to be true to myself, unconcerned with the “practical-minded” folk who love to suggest what is or isn’t possible. They’re usually the ones working jobs they hate, married to women they despise, and picking shit up after a dog they’d happily buy a potassium-chloride drip-machine for, ironically investing the time to train Fido to euthanize himself.

Forget those people.

I know this is horribly cliché, but the only thing that matters is following your heart. You engage your hobbies because you love them, not because someone digitally transfers imaginary dollars into your bank account. Treat your writing, or whatever floats your boat, as such.

Find the thing you love most, and do it as much as possible. Your passion will speak for itself. The more you immerse yourself in it, the more opportunities you’ll stumble upon to earn a buck or two while enthusiastically embracing your day, no longer dependent upon alarm clocks or snooze buttons.

There’s always a solution to earn a living pursuing your dreams — but it’s up to you to find it.

Some people aren’t fans of profanity, and that’s fine. If publishers want to reject me for raunchy language or controversial subject matter, that’s their choice. If literature distributors with giant, Amazonian-like powers won’t let me promote a book because I chose an odd title, like, Jesus Loves it Shepherd-Style, that’s their prerogative. They’re running their businesses the way they see fit, and I don’t begrudge them for playing their safe and comforting, politically correct game.

Me though, I fucking hate censorship. Swearing is not a necessity to articulate any thought or ideology that intrigues me, I just happen to find much more laughter and fun within my craft when all words are fair game. We’ve come a long way over the countless centuries to gain freedoms of expression once unimaginable, but we’ve become twisted once more to believe creating a universal, offensive-free, lifeless linguistic process is a necessary goal to establish harmony amongst our wonderfully diverse species.

I ain’t a fan.

One of the reasons I put together essays of this type is because I love the process. From jotting a few ideas down on paper to the never-ending poetic massaging necessary to the often-shunned editing ritual — each step is joy.

Another is because I have genuine, heartfelt inspiration to share with my fellow compositional craftsmen — an obvious love for words is, of course, essential, but so is a lack of rejection fear. I’ll happily invest my time to put together a 1500 word essay under the assumption it’ll get rejected after the first sentence, or when an editor encounters the first of 43 uses of the word douchebag.

Like any passion worth following in life, the most important value that need be recognized is engagement despite concerns for success, acceptance, recognition, or kudos. To put it simply, do shit because you love it, not because you need to impress the endless parade of assfucks primed for the first available opportunity to rip you to shreds. Their undiagnosed superiority complexes are their demons, not yours.

If you’re looking for a little traction to share your message with the herd, or peddle a few books about fictitious worlds you love to enter on a daily basis to find out what crazy adventure your beloved characters might discover next, don’t get discouraged if your brilliance isn’t immediately displayed on a shelf beside the latest Stephen King tome. All the “greats” started somewhere. Every musician, actor, or dancer who stayed true to their calling, likely ate “shit” for decades, but endured because their passion was every bit as essential to their being as breathing air.

I do this because I love it. I started my blog under the assumption no one but myself would ever visit it. To gain even the smallest band of followers is flattering beyond my wildest dreams. As long as I remain amused, I’ll continue to write. If it becomes a chore, if tedium takes hold, or if I have to force myself to “get to work,” that’s the day I lay my quill to rest for good.

Let me leave you with a Barbara Kingsolver quote to wind this piece down:

“It’s a funny thing: people often ask how I discipline myself to write. I can’t begin to understand the question. For me, the discipline is turning off the computer and leaving my desk to do something else.”

Now that’s passion. If writing makes you feel that way, then do it every day. Never stop practicing your craft. The more time you invest in something, the better you’ll get at it.

Even though this essay might get summarily dismissed because of my potty mouth and holier-than-though observations, the time I invested in it has been completely worthwhile. Every word or sentence I commit to paper makes me that much better. And every thought I formulate, no matter how asinine, teaches me more about myself.

If you love to write, then fucking do it. Do it every chance you can. You don’t need a best-selling novel to be a success. A winner is someone excited to open their eyes in the morning, knowing another day of joyous wonder awaits. Whether it’s writing, taking care of the kids, or tossing sawdust on vomit at the carnival, it matters not what gets you fired up, only that you engage the thing you love every chance you get.

One last thought on writing. We’ll use a blog post as an example. Ask yourself this question:

Do you feel disappointed after doing a word-count because you know you’re nowhere near the goal you’ve set for yourself, or do you feel disappointed because the 10,000 more thoughts racing through your head can’t possibly all make the cut for a thousand-word limitation?

Answer honestly, and you’ll be one step closer to understanding where your true passion lies…

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sharionpage · 5 years

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Write or Wrong? Your Passion Will Let You Know…

The Self Improvement Blog | Self Esteem | Self Confidence

Our topic today is writing, but kindly allow me a moment to qualify this diatribe before diving deep…

Forget those people.

There’s always a solution to earn a living pursuing your dreams — but it’s up to you to find it.

I ain’t a fan.

Let me leave you with a Barbara Kingsolver quote to wind this piece down:

Now that’s passion. If writing makes you feel that way, then do it every day. Never stop practicing your craft. The more time you invest in something, the better you’ll get at it.

One last thought on writing. We’ll use a blog post as an example. Ask yourself this question:

Answer honestly, and you’ll be one step closer to understanding where your true passion lies…

Write or Wrong? Your Passion Will Let You Know… published first on https://bitspiritspace.tumblr.com/

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