Author: Artificial Wings 39 (or better yet, Ren is great).

Pairing: Sasuke x Naruto (there may be more, but I really don't know at this point. XP)

Rating: T (for language, and maybe future scenes)

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN NARUTO (although, I did just recent acquire the pillowcase. XD It makes me happy)

This is yet again, another high school fic. They are just so easy and really fun to write. XD I'm hoping mine can be somewhat original. I had to say that it's a high school fic. Just in case I didn't make it clear in the storything... Enjoy.

RAWR! REVISED! I FOUND I DIDN'T LIKE A FEW THINGS IN HERE SO I CHANGED IT AND MADE IT BETTER! WOOOOO! REVISION!

Bad Credit

Sasuke tightened his scarf around his neck. The cold, biting wind blowing harder as he walked down the street. The snow on the sidewalk was turning into slush from the footsteps and getting all over his shoes and black dress pants. Looking down, he sighed at his numb feet, and then shoved his hands in the pockets of his coat, hoping that it would somehow help. He knew that wouldn't do anything, but thought it was better to keep his hands there, anyway. He picked up his pace the best he could while being so cold. He pulled himself into his coat more, as the wind blew icy snow toward him. He shuddered and, looking at his surrounding, realized where he was and made a sharp left. Sasuke entered a small cafe and looked around. He wiped his soaked shoes on the rough rug, and continued further into the store.

"Sasuke! You're late!" a blond haired girl shouted from behind the counter. She stood with her arms, flat palmed, on the counter. Her soft blue eyes, narrowed in the boys direction. Her blond hair pulled into her signature four ponytails. She wore a black apron with a sky blue button up top, and black slacks. "Now, hurry up," she ordered.

"Yeah, yeah," the dark haired boy said. He started to unbutton his coat as opened the door to the back. Quickly stuffing his coat in his locker, he grabbed his apron and put it on. Sighing, and keeping a solemn face, stepped through the door, behind the counter, where he was met with a death glare.

"So why are you so late?" she asked. Her voice wasn't kind. Well, it shouldn't be, since Sasuke was a half hour late.

"Well, I wasn't about to drive here," he bit back at her. "So I had to walk. It takes a while." He wasn't going to tell her the truth: that he over slept and didn't feel like hurrying to get to work. But what he said about not wanting to drive is true. Who, in the right mind, would want to drive when there's three inches of snow on the road?

"Humph, not good enough. You're lucky I don't feel like doing paperwork, otherwise I'd write you up." Sasuke rolled his eyes behind the blonde's back.

"Whatever, Temari-san," Sasuke muttered under his breath. She turned slightly towards him and glared, then changed expressions quickly enough and greeted a waiting customer. Sasuke knew she was mad, but wasn't in a good enough mood to try and change that. Sometimes when he knew that it was his fault, he'd try and make it better. But today, he was in a bad mood himself, and didn't feel like acting. He looked about for something to do; some busy work. Finding nothing, he decided on just, what Temari called it, "standing there and looking like a fucktard." He must have done that a lot because whenever any other employee does it, Temari shouts, "You look just like that fucktard, Sasuke!"

Heh, some boss she is.

Sasuke heard Temari thank the customer for coming in, and hoped they had a wonderful day. He noticed she was about to step closer to him and say something to him, until the bell on the door rang. A few words could be heard between customers, then the sound of the door closing.

"Hi there!" Temari greeted from behind the counter, something they we forced to do. Sasuke, wanting to find something interesting, looked up at the guest. Sasuke studied the newcomer. He had blond spiked hair, bright blue eyes, and tan skin. He was wearing light blue jeans that were soaked at the bottom from the snow, and a deep green water proof coat. He had a black scarf wrapped tightly around his neck, and had his hands stuffed in his pockets. The blond seems to be in his teens, still in high school, about the same age as him. Sasuke found he was mildly interested in this guy. Before Temari could do anything else, Sasuke stepped closer to the front counter.

"What can I get for you?" He said in a monotone voice. What? No matter what he did, his voice just couldn't hold excitement. No matter how hard he tried. He stepped up to the counter. The blonde's face was flushed from the cold. He smiled and put a hand behind his head.

"I was wondering if you happened to be hiring. You know, if I could have an application?" Sasuke stood with his blank, emotionless expression, staring back at the blond haired boy. The boy chuckled, nervously, and shifted his feet under Sasuke's stare.

"Sure," Sasuke said. Temari stood with her hands on her hips, watching the scene play out. Sasuke, trying to move his eyes away from the boy, felt around underneath the register for an application. Temari made a choking noise, which made Sasuke give her a look. Rolling his eyes away from the girl, he started to pay attention to getting the paper. When it was finally retrieved, Sasuke slammed it on the counter top and slid it over to the boy.

The boy chuckled again and asked for a pen, and also a tall French vanilla cappuccino with two shots of caramel. Sasuke had to admit the kid knew what to drink. Temari whipped up the drink as Sasuke started to ring it up. In the middle of the transaction, he stopped and voided it. The blond boy gave him a look, in which Sasuke just said, unsmiling, "On the house."

The blond smiled at Sasuke as he pushed a pen, the application, and the drink over towards the other side of the counter. He loosened his scarf before taking the items into his hand. Blushing, he muttered a thanks, and hurried off to a nearby table. Sasuke didn't notice he was watching the other boy take a seat with his back towards Temari and himself, until someone cleared their throat rather loudly. Sasuke swiveled his glare to the older girl.

"You know you're paying for that right?"

"Hn," hereplied. Sasuke did the transaction over, and when the drawer opened, he pulled out his own wallet andthrew the necessary three dollars into the register. When he looked back up he noticed the otherblondturned slightly, watching him. Sasuke could feel his face heat upjust a little bit. He slammed the drawer closed and turned to look at Temari. She had her hands on her hips, in an authoritative position.

"You know, I should just fire you and hire this kid," she said quietly, but sternly. "He might make a better employee."

"Tsk," Sasuke's noise didn't make it to Temari's ears. Sasuke's face was still red. Why it was red, Sasuke didn't know. The look the other student gave him made him nervous. It made him second guess things.

And yes, Temari could fire him on the spot if she wanted to, and she had a lot of reasons to do so. But both of them knew she wouldn't.

Sasuke attracted a lot of customers to her small cafe. All the girls that stalked Sasuke knew where he worked, and would come and visit. Well, be extremely annoying, if you asked Sasuke. They would buy a cookie, or a drink, just so that they could say that they had talked to Sasuke. Sasuke would shake his head in a disapproving manner at this. They didn't talk to him. They were just there. Ordering a coffee like the 73 year old man that came in every day to order the same thing: a venti decafcoffee.

Sasuke liked his job. He was usually good at his job. That is, unless he was having a bad day. Which he was. Threatening to get fired usually impliesthat he'sdoing badly. He wasn't reallythough. Both he and Temari seemed to be in bad moods andneither one felt like working. The place was going to be dead anyways. Looking out the front windows, Sasuke noted how much snow was falling;it didn't look like it was going to end anytime soon.

Sasuke wondered why the blond decided to do this today. Why today of all days, when he could be at home, warm and still in bed. He watched the blond stop in his writing and ponders something on the application. He stuck the pen under his top lip and looked up at the ceiling in wonder. Sasuke seemed totally entranced by this boy.

"Sasuke!" Temari's sharp voice broke him out of his staring. He quickly averted his eyes, and narrowed them at the girl.

"What?" he snapped back at her. So far, this day was bad, and the blond boy was the only thing keepingthedark boyfrom walking out of the cafe. He wondered exactly why that was. He didn't know this boy; they just looked to be about the same age. There was something from this kid that you could tell just from looking at him that he was someone that you wanted to know. It must have been his aura.

"Are you just gonna stand there looking like a fucktard or go outside and do what I asked you to?"

"Huh?" Sasuke didn't usually bring himself down to the level of a retard, but he totally missed what his boss was talking about.

"Shoveling the snow, that's what! Now get to work!" She shouted. Sasuke didn't grumble or anything, even though he really wanted to. He grabbed his coat and scarf and took his merry time putting them on. He rummaged through a closet that was rarely used and found the snow shovel. As Sasuke went out from behind the counter, he stole a quick glance at the blond boy. His face was all screwed up in concentration. Filling out an application wasn't that difficult, Sasuke thought. Is this kid a little slow or something? Sasuke thought, letting a confused expression slide onto his face. He shook his head and opened the cafe door, allowing a rush of cold wind enter the store.

An angry "Sasuke!" could be heard through the gush, but Sasuke ignored it

Sasuke wondered if the blond haired kid really wanted to work here with such a crazy boss. Usually Temari would have watched her mouth or what she was yelling if someone wanted to apply. The cafe needed workers, so she was usually extremely nice towards everyone, and didn't yell unless they were in the back or no one was in the cafe. She must have been in a really bad mood that day.

The dark haired boy started shoveling the snow. He didn't want to be outside in the cold. His thoughts started to wander. He began thinking about the new school year approaching. His mind shuddered at the thought, and quickly tried to think of something else. Fangirls were, and always will be, his worst nightmare. They did nothing good for him, and never would. He also realized that he wouldn't be able to work nearly as much, and therefore, the much needed currency wouldn't be as easy to come by.

He threw a shovel full of snow over his shoulder. He heard a slight shout come from behind him, and turned around. With wide eyes, he stared as he turned to see the blond boy from the cafe, snow covering his coat, his hair, his face.

Sasuke wasn't one for apologizing, or speaking much at all, so he just didn't say anything. He just stood there in shock instead.

The blond just shook his head, and wiped the snow from his face and most of his coat. While Sasuke stood there with disbelief, the blond just looked up at him and smiled.

"Haha! Sorry about that!" The blond laughed. He scratched the back of his head, and continued to laugh. Sasuke's jaw slackened slightly. "I'm fine really!" He said.

"..." Sasuke opened his mouth to say something, but it took him a moment to actually form words. "I throw snow on you, and you apologize?" Sasuke couldn't believe it. For some reason, he just thought that this was all extremely silly.

He chuckled again. "Well, I know that you didn't mean to do it. It wasn't on purpose, right?" His smile not fading at all.

"Tsk. Of course it wasn't on purpose. I didn't even hear you come out of the store," the raven felt his face heat up. He was glad that his face was already red because of the weather. The blonds' smile widened.

"See! Nothing to worry about," the other boy seemed to think that Sasuke was, indeed, worried that he had thrown snow on the kid. Sasuke wasn't really all that worried about it. He was more or less shocked that someone could actually sneak up behind him. The blond took the hand that was behind his head and pushed out to the dark-haired boy. "Uzumaki Naruto." he introduced himself.

Sasuke glared at the impending object in front of him like it was the crusty stuff that formed on the latte machine when it wasn't cleaned in a while. Finally, Sasuke took his hand off the shovel and placed it in the others. "Uchiha Sasuke."

The blond jolted slightly at the name, but quickly regained him composure. He didn't do it fast enough for the Uchiha to miss. Sasuke pulled his eyebrows together and wondered about it. "Uchiha Sasuke, huh? Nice to meet you!"

"Likewise, Uzumaki-kun." Sasuke pulled his hand back and put it back to its original place on the shovel.

"No need to be formal!" Uzumaki shouted, his voice level literally rising. "Naruto is fine."

"Likewise." Sasuke, no longer interested. This Naruto character was like no one else he had ever met. He was annoyingly bright and happy, but it was also calming, and comforting.

"Well then Sasuke. I'd better get going. I don't want to be the reason your boss unleashes her wrath on you!" He chuckled. Sasuke couldn't help but let a small, barely noticeable, smile creep onto his face.

"Not like it matters anyways," he said, letting the smile fade a little bit. "She would yell at me regardless," he shrugged. The blond gave a small smile. "Oh well," Sasuke shrugged again. Naruto's smile became really wide.

"Ah, well," the blond face seemed a bit more flushed than before, "I still should get going. I'll see you again, soon, ne?" Sasuke nodded, more enthusiastically than he wanted to. His face felt heated, and the brightness radiating off the other was making him feel rather warm. Sasuke felt a slight tingle when the blond flashed him another dashing smile, then shuffled past him. "See ya!" Naruto waved with his back turned to Sasuke. The now extremely flustered boy turned around just in time to see the wave, then the other stuff his hand into his pocket. He heard the blond cough loudly a few times and continued trudging on.

He must be sick... Sasuke thought as he continued staring after the boy. Why is he out on a day like this, really? Is this the only time to do job searching? He has such blond hair, that slightly odd around here. I wonder if he's a foreigner... Sasuke didn't realize that his mind was completely stuck on the blond. Sasuke tried to think of another time of seeing him; nothing came to mind. Naruto seemed to be about the same age as Sasuke. Is Naruto new around here, is that why he needs a job? Does he live by himself? Sasuke finally got back to shoveling the snow, his mind still racing about his encounter. It didn't even occur to him that he was thinking an awful lot about the boy he had just met. Sasuke liked the way the boy seemed to always be smiling. His aura was bright and cheerful, making everything around warm and happy.

Sasuke stopped mid-shovel and took a gloved hand and slapped it against his forehead. Oh great! Now I can't stop thinking about him! What the hell is this?

Irritated now, the raven boy did his best to not think about the blond that invaded his mind so quickly. He shoveled the snow in a hurry, wanting to get out of the cold. Without entirely realizing it, he would occasionally look towards the direction the blond headed in, just to see if he was coming back.

Wow, Sasuke thought bitterly, 20 minutes near the guy and I already have a crush on him. Heh, I wonder if he gets that a lot.

Finished working, the teen shook off his clothing and tapped his shoes, trying to rid of the snow, and headed back into the cafe. He completely ignored Temari. She could have been screaming at him all she wanted, but Sasuke wouldn't have heard a word of it. He didn't bother hiding the small smile that slithered its way onto his face. He was off in his own world.

Uzumaki Naruto, I can't wait until we meet again.

Sasuke would have had no idea that Naruto was, indeed, hoping that they would meet again soon.

And maybe even work together, both of them thought.

Sasuke let a full smile appear on his face as he took off his coat and gloves and hung them.

Naruto pumped a fist in the air and made a triumphant cheer.

This could be fun... Temari thought to herself as she peered into the back room, seeing Sasuke smiling widely and daydreaming into the coat closet.

Dumb, I know. I'm trying though! TT. I've been wanting to write a SasuNarufic for forever! I have a general idea of where this is going. But... I don't know... I never know. DX. Things seem to be moving really fast with the crushes and the blushing and the funness, but if I decide to continue this... it'll be cool, I hope. XD. So...yeah.

Reviews are nice. Feedback is wonderful. I love it. Tell me if you think it's worth continuing. I really need something to write, and I'm running out of ideas. And whatnot.

Tootles.