A/N This is my first fanfic, so be nice. Read it, don't read, do what you wish. I'm open to all comments and suggestions, so feel free to give me some feedback, I won't bite too much.

Summary: It's present day, with Sasuke and Naruto. They go to Shiwase High (wee) Sasuke lives alone, because he was tired of dealing with Itachi, and Naruto just moved there, the reason why still being a mystery. They first meet at a super market, where Sasuke rings up some of Naruto's groceries. (hey, he's gotta get money somehow, right?) Shounen ai-ish, sasunaru-ish,...we'll just see where this takes us.

Sasuke sighed to himself. What ever possessed me to get this job? He scanned a box of tampons. Eww.. He looked up at the customer, pretending not to notice the embarrassment in her countenance. Oh yeah….because I had to. Letting his hands do what they had been doing for the last two months, Sasuke allowed himself to think about exactly why he had applied for a job at the store.

Living with Itachi was a bitch. No doubt about it. Sure, the house was big, larger than any other in the town, but…to put it simply, he could never get any peace. Itachi wasn't home often, but when he was, Itachi never failed to remind Sasuke of the exact reason why their parents were gone. One thing led to another, and eventually, Sasuke had had enough, and moved out. He went to the next town over, and managed to land a part time job at the local supermarket, The Happy Bag, which gave him enough money to survive on his own. (Not that he didn't occasionally tap into the brothers' shared bank account) That was that.

Sasuke rang up the lady's final item, a cheap fashion magazine, and watched as she scanned her debit card the wrong way. Wrong way, stupid. After watching her dumbly fumble around for a while, he snatched the card from her and scanned it for her.

"Here, let me help you ma'am. Go ahead, you do the rest." Sasuke rolled his eyes as she finished up, and gave her her receipt and bags. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw his manager at the register in front of him. Smile, Sasuke, smile. Sasuke flashed a huge cheesy, sarcastic smile that was custom of The Happy Bag. "Have a nice day, and thank you for shopping at The Happy Bag." Sasuke then sighed, and looked at the long line of people that were waiting at his register. He waited for one to step up, but someone was obviously taking their sweet time. "Whoever's next please", he said. Still, no one. A man coughed. A woman rolled her eyes. "NEXT PLEASE", he said more urgently than before. The idiot in the front must have heard, because a head full of blond hair snapped around, showing the face of a guy about his age.

Great, I got another dumb one.

"Ahh, sorry! I was just thinking about something!" Ahh, so the smart one knows how to speak. The kid started loading all his groceries out of his basket onto the belt, all of which were cups of noodles. Weird.

Sasuke started ringing them up as the guy turned to decided what kind of flavored gum he wanted. Having decided, he placed the gum onto the belt as well.

Sasuke was still ringing up the noodles when the blond opened his mouth and started to speak. "Hi! I'm new in this town! I just moved into an apartment down the road, but I didn't have any food, so I bought ramen! I love ramen, but I hate waiting for the water to cook the noodles…blah blah." The blond babbled on absent mindedly, and Sasuke allowed his mind to wander. Then he heard it. The seven worst words that could come out of the kid's mouth. "I'm going to Shiawase High starting tomorrow!"

Great. Wonderful. My day has been made. Scratch that, my life has been completed. Sasuke just frowned, which apparently gave the blond the message to stop babbling about his life. Sasuke took the money, gave back the change, and shoved the groceries of ramen into the kid's hands. "Have a friggin awesome day." The kid stared at him with his blue eyes, looking little confused. He opened his mouth to say something, but decided not to speak. Then, out the doors he went. Sasuke sighed. "Hello, sir. Did you find everything you needed today:"

Sasuke took the bus home. It wasn't that he didn't own a car or couldn't drive, he was 18 and a senior, but he simply felt like it sometimes. Today was one of those "sometimes" exceptions. Truth be told, he found comfort in people watching, as annoying as they could be. Across from him was a couple with a young child that had probably just come from a park. The kid was talking with big eyes and waving arm gestures, while her mother was frantically trying to keep the ice cream firmly on her daughter's cone. The father was just watching with a smile on his face. Laughter and smiles, laughter and smiles. Is this what it was like for my family before I was born?…

When Sasuke got off the bus, he made his way down the street to his apartment. It was one of those nicer apartments, but not too nice. Just right for himself, even if it was a little lonely. He walked into the house, and flopped down on the couch, and started flipping through the channels. Three hundred and sixty-two channels just really aren't enough when you're living alone. Deciding that Sunday nights weren't fit for television anyway, he got up headed into the kitchen, hungry from all long day of work. He opened up the cabinets. Cereal….Crackers…Poptarts…no….no….no….and…hmm….ramen. Definitely NO. Images of the weird blond he saw at The Happy Bag started to enter his mind. Let's pray he doesn't have classes with me.

Sasuke smirked as he started dialing the numbers for the closest pizza delivery service.

Having eaten and settled upon homework instead of tv, Sasuke went into his room to get ready for bed. Changing out of his clothes, (he had already taken off his stupid Happy Bag apron) he set his alarm clock for 6:00 AM and climbed into bed. (of course he did all of this in the dark) Having spent almost all day at work, he fell asleep before he could even begin to count sheep.

Naruto lay in the dark, under the warm blankets on his bed. He was still a bit confused about the person who rang up his groceries. He had black hair, and eyes that were just as dark, and seemed pretty cool. And rude. But..cool. By the look on his face and his age, he probably goes to my school! Naruto mentally kicked himself. Why didn't I read his nametag? He shrugged as he closed his eyes, both dreading and looking forward to the next day at school.

A/N Yes, the first part is a bit short, but I promise more for the second. There may be many things (like Naruto moving, and Sasuke's parents) that were mentioned, but not explained;don't worry, the story will get more deeper later. (i've got to have some story to save for later, right?) See you!