Summary: Sasuke and Naruto's friends decide that they want to write the made up love story of the two boys together. What happens if they find out about it? And what happens when a certain older Uchiha gets his hands on it? Or worse… (Many pairings; Setting described inside)
Disclaimer: Naruto and Company do not belong to me.
Rating: PG-13 in this chapter at least. :P … And that's for language and stuff. Mhm. Might get worse in later chapters
Warnings: This is eventually going to be a yaoi story. Means boyxboy. Yeah. Don't like it, then don't read it. Oh, and may contain violence, sexual actions, and so on. Whatever I want really.
Pairings: There are many. XD If you're that interested, ask me.
Setting: In the story they're writing, it's a high school setting, and in real life they're ninjas and stuff. Got it?
Note: I had this idea randomly today. And so I want to try it out. :P It's all of Naruto (and Sasuke's) friends telling about how Sasuke and Naruto like.. get together and stuff. (They're not really together in real life yet; the friends are just pretending they are in the story they're writing) Oh, and some parts will be told by some people that aren't friends of them. –winkwink- Wonder who else I could use hm?
Italics- Story being written by the people
Normal- What the people are doing outside story
Bold and italic- Thoughts both in and out of the story
If you're confused, it's okay. I don't blame you. :D
Chapter One- It Begins
A rather short, tanned boy stood next to his locker, munching on a pop tart while running a hand through his messy, tangled blonde hair. But it was no ordinary pop tart he was eating, no, it was a Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough pop tart, which was the best type, with the tasty chocolatey-ness that seems to melt in your mouth and leave a delectable after taste… Mmm..
Across the hall, another boy stood, eating an apple with a bored expression on his face, black eyes glittering in the light. To get an idea of how black his eyes were, you'd have to think of a… a piece of black licorice! Poor black licorice.. Not many people like the taste, but it's really delicious compared to the strawberry licorice and-
"Chouji! Jeeze, you're writing more about food then what's going on! Give me the notebook, I'm writing now!" A pretty, slender bleached blonde pulled the thick spiral blue notebook from a pudgy brunette boy, who had been intently writing while eating chips at the same time. The girl's mint colored eyes narrowed as she looked at the page, "Ew you covered it in crumbs! And what's that?" A manicured fingernail pointed at a brown stain on the page.
"Chocolate." Chouji gave a sheepish smile, licking the salt and crumbs off his plump fingers, having finished the bag of potato chips. Ino rolled her eyes, shooting a final glare at her friend before taking a seat in the chair besides him, and grasping the pencil in an iron grip. Besides her, a sleeping boy sat hunched over the table, his dark hair tied up in a ponytail, mumbling in his sleep every so often. She prodded him with a sharp nail, repeatedly, right in the stomach where she knew he was ticklish.
"Wake up Shikamaru! We have work to do! We have to get the first chapter done before the mutant forehead comes and tries to write it first! And you know we can't let her do that! Besides, we all know I should be in it more than she should." She gave a small smirk and a final jab into the boy's soft flesh, who had finally woken up and was glaring at her half heartedly.
Since, for Shikamaru, glaring took too much effort.
"Tsk, troublesome… Writing a book takes too much energy… And this particular story is so bothersome.." He grumbled lowly, resting his head on his arms while looking at his friend, "Romance stories never turn out like you want them to…"
"Just because you and that stupid desert girl haven't gotten together yet, doesn't mean you can take it out on me." Ino huffed, proceeding to write on the paper once more, while Chouji opened another bag of chips, these ones BBQ flavored. Shikamaru ignored the comment, murmuring something about PMS-ing females and shutting his eyes once again.
Enough about licorice, let's talk about the juicy specimen that we have leaning against the lockers, his perfectly groomed raven locks seeming to blow in a breeze that didn't even exist, his flawless skin glowing, his muscles rippling with each movement… Oh he was gorgeous! And even though he looked absolutely bored out of his skull, he really was thinking about a beautiful blonde girl, who just happened to be walking his way down the hall.
"Sasuke-kun! How are you? You look so handsome!" The sexy, absolutely breathtaking female cooed seductively, batting her long, luscious eyelashes at her soul mate.
"Go away." He muttered lowly, his sexual fantasy inducing voice rumbled deep within his chest, like a lion growling in the back of its throat. The blonde just knew he was bluffing, only pretending to not want to be around her. In all truthfulness, he was completely and totally in love with her, but was too shy to admit such passion to her.
"Oh Sasuke-kun! You're so funny!" Ino gushed while fluffing up her silky hair, wondering if the raven thought it looked soft. Maybe he'd want to touch it… She shut her sparkling light green eyes as she imagined the sex god running his long fingers through her hair gently, and whispering into her ear lovingly…
"Hn." Sasuke grunted, tossing the apple core into a nearby trashcan, while the blonde idiot eating the pop tart looked on in awe and envy. Since, the Uchiha was so much cooler than he was, it was obvious he was jealous. Especially when Sasuke had a babe hanging all over him, willing to do anything for him.
Naruto had every right to be jealous!
"Well I have to get to class, as you know Sasuke-kun. I'll see you later." She puckered her full, pink lips at him before walking down the hall, round hips swaying in an attractive manner with each step. Sasuke wasn't watching her go, at least not from what she could see. But she just knew he was watching longingly when she wasn't looking.
Meanwhile, the blonde idiot had long since finished his pop tart and was now glaring at sex- on- legs Uchiha with a blue death glare, one that could've killed. But not Sasuke, because his death glare was waaay better than Naruto's
Therefore he was unaffected by the inferior glare directed his way.
Just as Ino was about to continue on writing about their confrontation when a pink haired girl barged in, emerald green eyes burning as she pointed an accusing finger at her ex-best friend. Behind her stood a boy with a black bowl cut, large bushy eye brows, and a green outfit, as well as a boy with white eyes, long, dark hair, and a frown.
"Ino pig! You said we'd all meet in the ramen store to work on it! But you lied and came to the library (1) instead! Let me see the story since you're probably ruining it." She stomped over and ripped the notebook away from Ino, her eyes scanning over the page quickly.
"Sakura-chan, you really must calm down!" The kid with the bad hair cut said brightly, and the pink haired girl turned to scowl at him, before continuing to read.
"I appreciate your concern Lee, but I'm not feeling very calm at the moment." Inside her head Inner Sakura was raging about stupid pigs that lie (even though what Ino had written about Sasuke was quite good), cursing and storming around. The pale eyed boy looked on impassively, arms crossed over his muscled chest.
"That, and Naruto almost caught on about what was happening. We had to shake him off in order to get here." Neji recalled how the blonde had bounced up to them, chattering endlessly about ramen, evil cats, and how Sasuke was being a 'fucking bastard' again. They eventually got him to leave by saying they were going to do research at the library for a project.
Naruto left as soon as he heard the word 'library,' which made him think of a certain Uchiha genius whom he was currently trying to forget, and failing.
"Well the ramen shop is obviously going to attract Naruto billboard brow! And I did say to come to the library, but you were too stupid to notice! Plus your forehead blocked all the sound waves from my voice so you didn't hear!" Ino scoffed, sticking her nose in the air while all the other occupants of the room rolled their eyes.
"Ah, I cannot wait to write a story about such a passion filled romance! The youthfulness of Sasuke and Naruto will shine through, and only make it so much more wonderful!" Lee sighed with hearts fluttering around him, eyes in the shape of stars, "If only they really were in such strong love, like we are going to make them be in…"
"About that-" Sakura and Ino said in unison, then looked at one another with murderous eyes.
"I want to be the one to fall in love with Sasuke!" Once again they spoke at the same time, "No, you can't, I am!" They began to bicker with one another while the males sighed, and rubbed their temples.
"Both of you, shut up." All eyes turned on the threatening figure standing in the library doorway, turquoise eyes narrowed coldly, "We already agreed we were writing it so Sasuke and Naruto fall in love, and that's how we're going to do it. So stop fucking complaining." The red head slowly approached the table before sliding into a seat, black rimmed eyes still locked onto the two girls who had fallen silent.
"I agree. We can't change it now." Neji nodded, also reluctantly sitting. Soon all members of the 'writing' group were seated, ready to start on the task at hand.
"Should we start now? I mean, we are missing a few people, but that's okay.. Right? Tenten and Hinata shouldn't mind... "
"Yeah, but Kiba and Shino will probably be mad." Shikamaru felt the need to point out that little fact, and the others groaned, knowing that the dog boy would go on and on if they left him out of the 'fun' as he called it.
"Why would we be mad?" A familiar, cocky voice called from the entrance, canines bared in a mocking grin, "You all weren't going to start without ole Shino and me, were you?" The brunette sauntered over, plopping into a chair while Shino silently sank into the seat beside him, face hidden by his sunglasses and high coat collar.
"Finally!" Chouji exclaimed between mouthfuls of chips, "You guys are late." Kiba shrugged uncaringly, yawning boredly.
"Let's just get started… Or.. at least continue from where Ino pig left off." Sakura shot a glare at her rival, who smirked challengingly.
"Who's written so far?" Shino chose to speak just then, and was apparently looking at everyone, his neck turning to regard all members seated at the table. Chouji raised a chip filled hand, and Ino nodded her head to show that she had written too.
"So that leaves the rest of us to get a turn. Awesome! I want to go next!" Kiba eagerly reached for the notebook, but Sakura pulled it away from him with a scowl.
"You were late, so you don't get to write in it next. If anyone should, it should be me who writes next. Anyone disagree?" She let her eyes drift over her companions, who didn't say anything, merely shrugged. Well, all except for Kiba, who was fuming in his seat, shooting hateful looks at the pink haired menace.
"Well then, let's get going!"
(1) I have no idea if they really have a library in Kohona, but they do now. Fear my awesome writing-in skillzzz.
Author's Note: Hm. Well. That was fun to write. Yes, all the characters are going to get a chance to write a chunk of the story. :) Even Gaara. Who is magically friendly.. .. relatively friendly.