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Rating: K+ (Mild coarse language)

Sasuke/Naruto Friendship

(Romance later on)

[Note: Experimental Style]

Sasuke & Naruto (Naruto) are © Masashi Kishimoto


1.

"Hey!"

Naruto was graced with no reply. He quirked his mouth, huffed in deep, and tried again.

"Hey."

Still no reply.

"Bastard," The blond scowled, eyes squinting and creating a disgusting face. The Uchiha raised both his eyebrows while he continued to have a staring contest with the view from the dock. "I said, hey. Hey, man, speak!"

Sasuke Uchiha rolled his eyes. "What?"

"I just said hey."

"... So?"

"Nothing, I just said hey."

Damn. Some people just didn't know when to shut up. That proud look on the blond's face was annoying, too. Sasuke decided he would just shut up again. Yeah, that seemed like a real good idea.

The blond screwed up his face again. "I wish Sakura were here, she's cute and nice; you're no fun to talk to."

"... Then go away."

There was a blink and then Naruto scrunched up his face. He was thinking. Thinking hard. After a while Naruto- who still hadn't left- was still deep in thought. Sasuke, being the kind generous boy he was, offered his own voice.

"Why not?"

And then suddenly, bingo! It looked like the blond had been enlightened and Sasuke was almost scared of an intelligent answer.

"Because." And Naruto smiled before getting tired of standing, sitting down onto the rough wood of the dock next to the other. Sasuke stared blankly.

"What?"

"Because... Just because." Naruto replied, feeling like it was a totally cool answer to give.

Sasuke Uchiha was not impressed.

"What?"

He needed an explanation; a REAL explanation. Why was this idiot bugging him? Couldn't he see Sasuke didn't like talking? Didn't he see Sasuke didn't want to do anything other than sit here and stare at the horizon with no one buggering him and sharing his view? He wanted to be alone, like he always was. The laughter, the infectious carefreeness- he didn't want any of it. None of it at all. Not when he had so much to mourn about.

Naruto huffed at the snappiness of the Uchiha... No. Fun. But the reaction on his face, sorta, was. "Because... Uhm."

Scoffing at his inability at finding a valid answer, Sasuke ignored the boy beside him as the idiot concentrated and kept continuing to find that answer.

He was the same age as Sasuke, really. The Uchiha saw him at the academy pretty much every day. It didn't mean they talked often- wait- no. They never talked. To be honest it was pretty hard to talk to anyone, with the barrier of a hundred (only a slight exaggeration) admirers crowding around him every time he stepped foot into the academy... and Naruto was just different. No one talked to him. In fact, everyone was disgusted by him. In contrast, everyone admired him... There was just no reason to talk to each other anyway.

Naruto was loud, annoying, brash and too bright for someone who people should be ashamed to live. Why people despised the boy Sasuke didn't know, but he figured he didn't really care, anyway.

They were never expected to cross paths- Sasuke was perfect at whatever he did, the other was too careless. Someone like him would never understand. And Sasuke should ever only care for one thing.

Only caring for one thing he should never let anything cross his path that mattered much more than that one thing. He had a brother to kill, after all.

He didn't care about anything else. He didn't care. Sasuke didn't have -

Naruto's eyes lit up with answer. "Because..."

-time to care. To waste-

"...I saw you were..."

-on trivial things like-

"...alone..."

-this.

Because... because no one could ever understand.