An orange flash streaked across the Scottish countryside. Men, women and children turned their heads sharply in jealousy, love and excitement as Naruto rocketed along on his superbike. At least, this is what he was imagining.
His rickety old Honda cg plodded along at a steady 30 miles per hour – he had bought it when he was 16 for one reason – you guessed it – it was orange. Even then it was old, but regardless of all its faults it was quite reliable, a little like its owner.
Naruto was now 18 and on the way home from his first term at university for the Christmas holidays. His orange overalls were dirty and worn, and his open face (he couldn't afford full face) helmet was covered in scratches. He wore black gloves and had goggles over his eyes.
'Edinburgh – 30 miles' he grinned seeing the big blue sign. He had never been to Edinburgh before, and decided it was worth a try, so he diverted his route through to it. After about an hour's more driving he arrived, and dodged through the traffic on his nimble machine to reach the city center.
Meanwhile, a disgruntled raven haired boy entered the Edinburgh airport, his head hurting from the long flight from America. His parents had told him that he should leave early in order to arrive promptly for the new term at University. London University it was, his parents decided it would be good for Sasuke to study abroad, away from the distraction of his friends – they were pushy like that.
He pushed through the crowds, apologising as he went, until he found an exit. He stumbled out and fumbled in his pockets for his money. A couple of British pounds he thought would be enough for the bus journey to the city centre.
As he travelled through the centre of the city, he saw a variety of sights; people begging on the streets, performers with all manner of instruments from bagpipes to guitars to violins, rich bankers, some of which had great bushy beards. He watched them idly from the window, almost falling asleep a number of times, until the bus arrived at the most central stop.
Naruto parked his bike in the city centre and locked it up, "Edinburgh!" he yelled happily like a small child, going into the first pub(1) he saw – "The lonely rider" – Naruto was too excited to see the irony. "One pint of your best beer, please" he said in a thick London accent. The barmaid smiled at him sweetly and pulled him a pint.
"You should you should be drinking mate?" she said teasingly at the younger looking boy, but she knew he was at least 18.
"Oy, I'm eighteen!" He shouted, making everyone look at the two. The barmaid simply giggled, giving him his pint.
Sasuke stumbled out of the bus, not bothering to thank the driver. He opened his briefcase to... "The fuck?" he said allowed, looking around him for his suitcase. By now the bus was long gone "SHIT!" he shouted. That suitcase had everything in it. His passport. His clothes. His money. His university documents.
He went into the nearest pub he saw and sat down at the bar. "And then they was all 'Oh, you should go to Scotland 'cos that's like... well cheaper then England and all that". He spoke to the barmaid, who was already getting bored of him, before a black haired boy plonked himself down next to him and asked for neat vodka from the barmaid.
The barmaid was well used to American tourists, but Naruto was not. "You're a yank blud(2)? Woah!" he stared at the other wide eyes.
"Um... yes I'm American..." he replied, looking at the other, whilst mentally noting how cute the other boy looked. His ragged clothes and his goggles holding back his messy hair just added to his cute face and small body. Sasuke himself was wearing a much more formal affair, with slacks and a shirt which made him look a bit older than he actually was.
"That's so cool!" Naruto said quietly, as if it was some kind of secret he had to guard. "What are you doing in the UK?" he asked "I can tell you're fresh."
"Fresh?"
"Yeh, like fresh off the boat, or plane, or whatever" he grinned.
"Oh, I'm supposed to be going to London for university," he explained in monotone. "I lost my suitcase with all my money and papers, so I'm pretty much fucked..." he said, Naruto giggling till the end at Sasuke's accent.
"Hmm..." Naruto thought "What's your name mate?"
"Sasuke"
"Naruto" He grinned, putting his hand out for the other to shake. Sasuke took it and smiled fakely – he was still wondering what he was going to do.
"Listen mate, if you go to the university they can identify you by a picture or something." He explained "My bike is outside, you can have a ride if you like," he offered, smiling cutely.
Okay, please review this, I havn't written anything in a long while, so please review and I will continue if anyone wants me to. Thanks.