Author: Liddo-Obsession
Author's note: I finally got tired of being the backseat driver, so I am going to try my luck with the wheel. This is my first attempt at trying to write a story. I really am hoping that someone out there will enjoy it.
Disclaimers: I do not own Naruto, and make no profit from this story.
Warnings:Cursing, violence, mistakes and future lemons.
Main Pairing: Sasunaru and some side pairings
The sunlight made its way through the thin orange curtain that gracefully covered the small window of the rundown apartment. Shining brightly on hard wood floor, which was littered with empty instant cup-noodle containers, and mountains of clothing. The walls of the room bare except for the intense orange painted on and the furniture pressed on it. The light decorated the room with its brightness quickly because of the little space in the room. Conquering the darkness even at the end of the room where a bundle of sheets and limbs laid on the bed. The soft murmuring of a male's voice breaking through the silence.
"Mm…another bowl of ramen, please." The teenage boy tangled in the bed sheets mumbled in his sleep. His face ornamented with the goofiest smile in history, which only grew wider as the light hit his face. The wonderful dream that had fortunately been filled with delicious ramen could not be disturbed with a simple change of brightness. Instead the light had become more of caressing warmth than anything else helping him sleep even more comfortably.
That was until a loud sound started to reverberate through the through bouncing off the walls in the small enclosed space. The loudness and obnoxiousness of the alarm clock, settled on top of the nightstand by the blonde's bed easily shattering the peacefulness of the room. The teen's eyes snapping open suddenly coming back to reality before he could begin his twentieth bowl. The shock of the being awoken so abruptly made the petite blond lose the little of balance he had at the edge of his bed.
"Ship" the blond yelped at an attempt at a curse, as he tumbled face first onto the floor. The rest of his body following him in the painfully landing on the hardwood floor. The fall making a loud thud resound throughout the entire apartment. Yet, the alarm that had caused such a predicament for the teen did not refrain from its torturous sound. The continuous clattering against the night stand alluding to the fact that the alarm clock was slowly but surely making its way to the edge of the wooden furniture.
"Wah de helm?" the blond groaned out in pain and annoyance, still laying dazedly on the floor. "Why de fup cnt i nvr slp n piss" the blond continued complaining. Not caring that there was no real words coming out of his mouth, but he didn't care there wasn't anyone around within hearing distance and if there was he could easily blame it on the severe drowsiness he was experiencing. He was trying his best, even in his incapable state to try to untangle himself from the restraining sheets that was holding him captive on the ground, as he continued to attempt to process what was making the agonizing sound.
Going as far as threatening the culprit. "I'ln enm youn, if youp no fumpin stomp!" He warned, still struggling and deciding the appropriate punishment for inflicting so much pain on his ears. Coming to the conclusion of destroying whatever was making the noise until there was nothing left.
Therefore with new found determination the blond looked around the room to destroy the object. Listening closely he located the sound above himself and looked above him. At the exact moment the alarm clock cluttered one last time against the surface of the furniture before falling. He stared wide eyed as everything went slow motion and he saw the contraption come towards him, desperately trying to move out of its way but the sheets around his body impairing his movements. He braced himself from the pain and howled when the device smashed onto his forehead.
"Damn it." He yelled after ripping the sheets off him in his fit of anger, lunging towards the mechanism clutching it in tan hands. "What did I ever do to you?" He questioned the broken alarm clock with springs and other things sticking out of it.
The hit to the head had made his mind register it was time to wake up and effectively dragged him out completely from his trance. He looked at the appliance again, highly disappointed that he would not be able to get revenge on the damn contraption. It was already broken beyond repair so there was no way he could do anymore 'or was there?'
"Ugh! Please do not leave a mark." The teen begged as he felt his head thump painfully, making him feel even more agitated, the blond could literally feel the bump forming. Bringing a few 'manly' tears into his eyes. "This is a horrible way to start the day." He complained. "Being woken up by a demon clock, right before I could eat my bowl of ramen. But you just had to be so loud and demanding." The boy had begun to rub the spot on his forehead harshly, trying to prevent the bump from appearing. Still yelling at the obstinacy in his hands, until a different voice pierced through his words.
"Naruto!" The man called. "If you don't shut the hell up I'll hide all the ramen in this house. I have a huge headache, and I'm not in the mood to hear you yell at a stupid clock that isn't going to talk back." The old man's voice boomed, catching Naruto's full attention, and effectively making him stop his rant of evil demonic clocks. The boy chastised himself for forgetting that the man was still here, but now he had someone to complain to.
"Whatever Pervy Sage." He yelled back. "This damn thing attacked me, I have every right to curse it back to its realm. As for the headache I told you that you that you shouldn't have drank so much last night."
Naruto wasn't surprised with the annoyed voice that answered him. "How many times have I told you not to call me that? It's Jiraiya! Show a little respect."
"Respect is earned old man. I wouldn't be calling you a Pervy sage for no reason. It makes perfect sense a sage is a wise old man. And when it comes to the art of perverseness you're the wisest old man on the subject. For crying out loud you even write books filled with porn," Naruto retorted smashing the broken alarm against the floor, making sure that the damn thing would never tortured another soul again with its stupid ring.
"My work is a masterpiece, but it's not like a talent less brat like you would understand." Jiraiya defended. "Make-out Tactics for example will be a great..." Naruto furrowed his brows at the pause and at the loud thud that vibrated through the building. Before he could ask what was wrong the old man's yelling voice greeted him. "My book signing! We need to hurry or I'll miss my plane." The blond groaned at the information, the old man just had to get plane tickets that left so early in the morning.
The teen cursed inwardly Pervy sage should have known that he was not a morning person. He could never wake up without a quick shower. Thinking about it a shower would not be such a bad idea with the long day he was probably going to go through. Therefore without hesitation he rushed off the floor. Running into the bathroom as quietly as he possibly could. Turning on the shower head begging for the limited hot water in the plumbing. The moment the water was warm enough the blond stepped in. Soaking his blond locks and petite tanned body under the wonderful liquid. Knowing he had a limited time until Jiraiya would torture him, by taking all of the hot water from him.
Although he was expecting it, Naruto could not hold back a squeal as the water instantaneously turned freezing cold. He didn't understand how the water had turned artic in such a short amount of time. "Couldn't you wait until I was finished?" He yelled at the man in the other bathroom, mocking laughter his only response.
"HURRY UP!" Jiraiya yelled making Naruto cover his ears. Not knowing what more was aggravating the stupid ringing of the alarm clock or his godfather barking at him to hurry up as he continued his mission of scavenging through the piles of clothes to find anything remotely clean.
"Wait up; I'm going as fast as I can." He said looking at himself after the next call. Giving himself a once over in the full wall mirror. Loving the way the shower had taken the sleepy glaze off his eyes, bringing beautiful blue shade of the clear less skies back. His eyes traveled down to his whiskered cheeks, he never did know how he had gotten them but they did not bother him. It made him look like a fox and if there was one animal that Uzumaki Naruto just loved, they were foxes. He looked at his clothing that were tighter than what he usually wore but seeing as the rest of his baggy clothes were dirty it would have to do.
"Let's get a move on already." He heard his godfather whine again as he raced down the stairs. The old man was already by the door trying to fix his tie. His messy white hair loosely restrained in a red ponytail. A mole on his nose and red tattoos underneath his eyes that went straight down resembling red tears.
"Calm down Pervy Sage." Naruto recommended. "You look like you're about to have a heart attack." He joked, his godfather just stared at him peeved. Naruto gave him his trademark fox like grin and the fixtures on Jiraiya's face relaxed. "Whatever just hurry up, make sure to lock the door. Oh, and before I forget Tsunade sent you another postcard. I left it on the counter." Naruto just nodded his head, as they got in the car.
The light of that the day brought struggled to enter the room of one of the rooms in the compound, but it wasn't exactly hard to figure out why not even a bullet would be able to penetrate the thick curtains that covered the windows of the huge, plush mansion. The mansion was surrounded by a large garden that basked in the rays of the sun. Yet the lone room prevented any form of light to enter. Just like the outside the residence, the dark room was big and extravagant. There were so many things inside the room, yet not a thing out of place. The designated space noticeably designed to be the perfect room for any depressing person. The colors of all the paint and furniture were dark blue or plainly black. An emblem of a fan was adorning every possible thing in the room. To be truthful it was the only type of decoration that stood out in the entire room.
The bed in the middle had a young man peacefully lying on top of it. The young man being Uchiha Sasuke, who stared intently at the ceiling with an annoyed expression on his face. For some reason the household cleaners of his home had decided to make more noise than usual. He thought that he had made it clear to everyone that he was a light sleeper and that the slightest noise could wake him. Therefore, for the past hour he had trying to mentally kill all of the house cleaners that had apparently forgotten about the little fact. It is not that he disliked waking up in the morning; he just hated people waking him.
A soft knock on his door, stopped his staring contest with the wall. "Young master, your bath is ready." The equally soft voice of one of the many maids said. He sighed slowly getting off his bed to open the door. He walked past the blushing girl to make his way to the bathing quarters with the girl in tow, noticing that the rest of the maids were avoiding him more than usual.
"Where the fuck is Kakashi?" He asked rudely.
The maid didn't even react to the rudeness, too busy fawning over him to even notice. "Umm... I do not know Sasuke-sama. No one has seen him today." She answered catching herself from tripping on her own two feet.
"Hn" Was the raven's simple response. He would usually have Kakashi volunteer himself to escort him to the bathroom. Just to pester him throughout the way, by talking about his perverted book and when the white haired man was not talking about the book he was reading it to the young Raven.
And unfortunately the man had sparked Sasuke's interest in the contents of the book, and effectively rubbed some of the perverseness onto the young raven. The contents in the book influencing Sasuke to have sex whenever he was very bored, and in desperate need of some sort of entertainment. The stupid series had made him into an expert in the activities, along with the multiple times he had done it. But it was like he ever did it with the same person more than once. Each time he had done the deed it had been with a different person because there was just no female or male that he could stand long enough to have a long term relationship.
He thought back to the man, remembering that Kakashi had announced the night before that he would not be seeing him for a while, because he was going to take a part time job somewhere Sasuke hadn't cared to pay attention.
Even though he would never admit it he was going to miss the reading sessions, but at least some other group of suckers would have to deal with the man. 'I might buy him the new book of the Come Come series so he can read it to me when he comes back' the raven thought to himself.
Coming out of the bathtub Sasuke, looked at himself in the mirror that covered the entire wall. Examining his pale skin and his contrasting dark as night eyes and hair. His hair already styled in his trademark way, the back hairs pointing upward. He put on the prepared clothing confused about the style but he did not care it was not as if he was going anywhere. The ensemble was composed of a white dress shirt and black pants and a black cashmere sweater. (School uniform?)
He knew just by looking at his reflection that there were three reasons why he was always wanted by everyone. One Sasuke Uchiha was a very handsome teenager without a single flaw on his body. The second being he was an Uchiha and therefore blessed with the perfect of genes. The third being his money, he was so rich he made the rest of the "rich" society seem like commoners. Having those qualities had helped the raven to never have to work hard to get what he wanted. Especially when it came to getting laid, he usually had a whole herd of fan girls and fan boys begging to have a night with him. He smirked at his figure and headed out the door. Just as he took his first step out of the bathroom, Sasuke heard a faint zipping noise. The next thing he knew he was tied on the floor with someone's foot on his back. Effectively stopping him from wiggling free.
"Why hello Sasuke, isn't it a beautiful morning" the overly jolly voice could only belong to one person. Looking up to see the young white haired man, he had expected to see. The man's eye curving up-ward the only sign of amusement on his hidden face. Seeing as the bottom half of the man's face was covered by a red scarf.
"Kakashi, what the fuck do you think you're doing." the young man tied up on the floor, all but growled out. Seriously, what type of person just appears with wire? Sasuke looked up, and gave the man his signature glare. The glare could usually make a grown man cower in the corner in fear. Only two people were immune to this one being Kakashi.
"Ma, ma I'm only kidnapping you, no need to be so defensive." Sasuke squirmed to the best of his ability to get free. It was all in vain since Kakashi managed to drag him into the limo waiting outside.
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