Hey! Okay well, new story! I was just dying to write it T-T plot bunnies looked up at me from their cage with big ol'eyes and I just had to throw them a carrot! I have to give some credit to the song Runaway Love by Diamond Rings (idk if you've heard of them? XD) for giving me this idea but you know, that's how it works!
I'm still writing Knowing The Enemy….is that what it's called O-o, so if you've read that and your dying for an update, which I doubt, don't worry it will happen soon. XD There I go, being depressed if I'm not careful I'll be beaten with a stick.
On with the story!
Chapter One: The Rules
Wednesday Night: Day One
"Get off." A blonde teen grumbled, trying to cuddle into the itchy white sheets of a hotel, swatting at the tender kiss being placed on his neck. Sasuke, the other teen, grabbed the blonde's wrist, pulling it back and pinning it to the head board.
"What's the matter Naruto?" He asked, continuing his ministrations on Naruto's neck. "Too much for you to handle?"
Shoving the raven off, Naruto stood from the tiny hotel bed, grabbing the boxers hanging from a nearby lamp and slipping them on. "Hey! Those are mine." Sasuke complained. Naruto only stuck his tongue out at him as he scooped the rest of his clothing from the ground. Entering the bathroom, the door slamming behind him, Naruto entertained the thought of just crawling back under the covers with Sasuke and forgetting the whole damn mess that was the world.
Not an option. With only his pants on, Naruto swung the door back open to see Sasuke digging behind the TV for the shirt Naruto purposely tossed there. "You better hurry up, or you'll miss your date tonight."
"It got canceled." Sasuke explained, getting fed up and shoving the TV further down the dresser it perched on, emerging from the cubby hole with his shirt as a prize. "I have to go to this dinner thing with my parents anyway."
"Sounds kosher." Naruto commented, slipping his shirt over his head as he walked over to the orange backpack, leaning against a plain black backpack in the forgotten corner of the room. Shoving pens, pencils and quarters back into the front pocket, strewn on the table's surface in the mists of carless heat. "I'm going to the club tonight with the guys for some illegal activities involving liquor, smokes, and a cheap hooker."
"Sounds illicit." Sasuke commented, swooping down to kiss Naruto's cheek while snatching the plain black backpack, he walked to the door, a smirk settled on his features as he stared back at Naruto. "See ya!" He winked, allowing the door to click silently behind him.
"Bastard." Naruto mumbled, now he had to wait ten minutes before he could leave. Precautions set by Bastard himself, paranoid didn't even begin to cut it when it came to Sasuke. Naruto didn't know how he ended up in this kind of relationship.
It was just supposed to be a forbidden teenage party with underage drinking and drama woven underneath all the stupidity. Naruto was so drunk he allegedly got kicked out for throwing a potted plant out of the second story master bedroom and sentencing whoever lived there to death, he might have also started a massive fight with the kid to...maybe... He wasn't sure if that's exactly what happened but he seemed to remember the thundering laughter of whiteness's, they laughed just as hard at the sight of him being dragged through the halls kicking and cursing.
Outside the party house, Naruto stumbled down the sidewalk hollering behind him and running right into a figure in the darkness. "What the hell asshole!" Naruto yelled at the figure, it shifted so that the light caught its face, illuminating the pale skin of the figure, his nose, the dark color of his brows and the shape of his hair barely visible in the setting. But his eyes, those were the real part of him, those obsidian eyes. They studied Naruto in silence, roaming his features carefully as if the moment was fragile, as if it was a balloon approaching needles about to be popped. Naruto recognized this guy, a guy he'd only seen in the halls and heard of in whispers echoing through the halls. This was Sasuke Uchiha, semi-rich academically outstanding attractive jock, known for being just the perfect amount of jerk to be envied yet well liked all at the same time.
After a moment Naruto decided enough was enough, pushing the needle forward, "What are you lookin at?" He spat, not appreciating the proximity of the other boy, or the light scent of expensive cologne tickling his nose and rubbing his cheeks red with thoughts Naruto would die to admit.
"You.", Sasuke answered, it was one word but sent shivers down Naruto's spine. The sound of a popping balloon seemed to ring down the dark streets, louder than the sound of pumping music from the crowded house at the end of the block.
Those obsidian eyes, they ate him up, body and soul. Naruto leaned in, not willing to give in so easily. "And what do you see? Huh?"
A smirk crawled on Sasuke's face, those obsidian eyes flashed white, transforming into an unmistakable twinkle. Sasuke leaned in, his breath brushing against Naruto's ear, who gulped with the shock of his nerves. "Idiot."
"Oh fuck you." Naruto growled, shoving the slightly taller boy off the curb, before resuming his journey home. Something caught him, turning him around, catching him the darkness. Soft lips skimmed his, shivers withered through him; Naruto was hooked then, caught. He spent the night with Sasuke in the same hotel he stood now, past that the night seemed to be a blurry mess. When he woke up in the morning, it was in Sasuke's arms.
Sasuke freaked out at first, afraid of what would happen if anyone ever found out. What would his parents think? The school? His team-mates? Naruto watched him buzz around the room, suffocating himself with uncertainties.
At first, Sasuke wanted nothing to do with Naruto, which was the original plan. But Naruto caught Sasuke in his lie; it was in the gaze that followed him in the hall, the burning hole in his back as he walked away, the images of passion that flooded his mind every time their eyes made accidental contact. So when he found a note with the words "meet me at the hotel" in his locker, Naruto wasn't surprised.
Actually now that it was running through his mind, a forbidden teenage party with underage drinking and drama woven underneath all the stupidity was exactly what he was participating in at the time.
"I want to keep seeing you." Sasuke had said, "But we set up rules." And Naruto agreed. Just to name a few; Naruto was not to talk or make contact with Sasuke outside of the hotel room, when one person left the other will wait at least ten minutes before leaving, no calling or texting, no contact with each other's friends, when communicating in school or public it will only be to fight.
Naruto hated that rule, one time Sasuke actually punched him in the jaw, and no matter how hard Sasuke hugged him later that night, apologizing consistently, Naruto could only feel the contact of that fist over and over again.
In a way though, Naruto also loved that first rule. It let him get out all of those personal frustrations he never shared with Sasuke. Like how he hated the sneaking, how he hated the rules, how it seemed like Sasuke always treated him as if he was the one who was more invested somehow. He hated that he loved it, and hated that he hated it all to.
It was all so fucking confusing.
"Hey! You're late young man!" Naruto's mother nagged from the living room as soon as he walked through the garage entrance into the kitchen. He wasn't really late, she was just teasing. Naruto let a smirk of his own adorn his face. Sure, he lied to Sasuke earlier. It was really movie night bonding time with his mother, Kushina, but Sasuke wouldn't know that, instead he'd have to suffer through his family dinner agonizing over the thought of Naruto gathering with unknown friends having fun with a hooker.
He was the jealous type after all.
"Did you eat all the popcorn already?!" Naruto called to her, examining his pantry for the absent box of popcorn.
"Microwave!" She called, smiling. You could hear it in her voice when she smiled; maybe it was the curvature of her lips that made the tone shift into such recognizable happiness.
Entering the living room, a bowl of popcorn from the microwave in his hand Naruto smiled at his mother, settling into the couch to have a good time. This was a typical Wednesday night as of two months ago, and he had no clue if the routine was fine for him or not. But it didn't seem to matter, at the end of the day Naruto would end up in that hotel room anyway.
Laughing at the movie, his mother's comments ringing sweetly in his ears as their obnoxious laughter weaved together in one continuous harmony, Naruto decided to make a box when this all started. Something inside his mind that he could shove all his questions, all his thoughts involving Sasuke and all the lies, something tangible to push into the far corners of his mind without a second thought.
Something to keep his soul from becoming tainted
Thursday: Day Two
It was Valentine's Day; Naruto never received valentines, ever. Instead he watched the halls, glowering at all the recipients of love like they had something he didn't.
Oh right, none of them had a secret gay lover. In which case he was the one who had something they didn't.
The familiar sight of duck ass shaped hair caught his attention, it was Sasuke and his new and first girlfriend, Sakura H. Honestly, Naruto thought she was pretty, even though he hated it personally. Her pink hair fitted her perfectly, from head to toe, like she was the essence of feminine beauty and everything that ever stood for it or something.
He watched her pearly teeth emerge from those pink lips as a rose reached her nose. Sasuke smirked beside her, muttering something Naruto couldn't hear from his position. He wished he had a valentine to show off, something tangible from Sasuke to justify their intimacy. Did he kiss her often? Caress her body gently; bite her lower lip with the edge of his teeth? Have they had sex yet? Naruto shoved these questions in a box, taping it tightly. He swore a long time ago that none of those things mattered, he knew his place. That was the only thing that mattered.
"What are you looking at?" The low voice of his friend, Gaara greeted from his side, looking in the same direction as Naruto.
"I'm wondering how that asshole can have somebody, and someone as sexy as I am can have no one to call honey!" Naruto joked, making a face of disgust in Sasuke's direction.
"I'm sorry it's my fault for dating the only other gay guy available in this town." Gaara was attempting a joke but his face and the tone of his voice was so gravely serious Naruto wasn't sure if he should laugh or not.
Gaara was referring to some mechanic Naruto had never run into, but always heard about. "You're still dating him? Isn't he like thirty, that's illegal right? Find someone better!"
"He's twenty-one; you should meet him with me sometime." Gaara commented, opening the locker next to Naruto's and shoving his bag in the empty space. Gaara and Naruto were best friends with an unspoken binding agreement to never date each other, not that they felt the need to. "Did you finish your homework?"
"Nope!" Naruto answered, shooting him a bright smile, Gaara shook his head disapprovingly, "what?! I'll pass the year I swear!"
"No summer school." Gaara commented pulling out notebooks and pencils. Naruto grimaced, he was sure the he would have to attend to make up for all the sleeping he does in math. Noticing the look, Gaara sighed into his locker, "So you're canceling on me again."
"No!" Naruto defended, slamming his locker shut, "we can still go on a road trip! It just might be a little bit shorter than we planned."
"I'm going to start beating you with a stick every time you disappoint me." Gaara commented, shutting his locker and staring at Naruto with a blank look.
Naruto laughed awkwardly, rubbing the back of his head. "You're kidding right buddy? Right?"
Naruto stopped laughing when Gaara's face didn't even twitch a centimeter. "People remember things best when they have to suffer through them." the redhead commented blinking only once before turning around and heading in the direction of his class.
Great now his only friend was mad at him.
Entering Math, Sasuke's presence taunted him more than it ever did. He sat in the front row, writing fiercely in his notebook as if the equations on the board were going to melt into the chalkboard and fade away. Naruto wanted to believe it's because Sasuke was resisting his irresistible presence, but he was probably just super focused in being an academically successful bastard.
Naruto sighed at the back of Sasuke's head from the last row, before leaning his head and joining his table mate, Shikamaru for an afternoon nap.
He needed his rest for biology, which he shared with, surprise- surprise, both Sasuke and Sakura who sat just a table ahead of him side by side.
What a perfect couple. Naruto thought, burning a hole at the pair from the back row.
Sasuke swung his head around, catching Naruto's eyes. Sticking up his middle finger and sticking out his tongue in greeting for the day, Naruto teased him. The raven rolled his eyes in response turning his attention to the board, racking his hands through his hair to disguise the two birds he flew at Naruto so Sakura wouldn't notice.
Biting back a smile, Naruto flipped open his book, pretending to attempt the reading assignment scratched on the board. Biology was such a bore; the only highlight was Gaara's presence as his lab partner. They kept each other well entertained with note passing and whispers.
The only drawback was that Sasuke was in the same room, and Naruto had to be careful not to let his eyes linger on the raven for too long, otherwise his friend would definitely notice something and erupt with questions Naruto had no interest in answering.
"Did I just see Sasuke flipping you off?" Gaara stated, coming from behind me, slipping into his seat without anyone other than me noticing. Questions like those, littered with words like "Sasuke" and "you" pricking at the surface of every lie carefully set in place were exactly the type Naruto wanted to avoid.
"Dunno." Naruto replied, silently cursing the door for being in the back of the room making it difficult to watch for Gaara's presence in the room.
"Hmmm…" Gaara mused, before shrugging off the issue and opening the book, Naruto let out the air trapped in his lungs. That was a close one.
Biology dragged on without mercy, stabbing Naruto consistently with glances of Sakura smiling at Sasuke, Sakura admiring her single gifted rose, Sakura reaching over and grazing her fingers on the back of his hand silently. Sakura, Sakura, Sakura. By the end of the period Naruto couldn't tell if he was envious of the girl or if he felt so sorry for her he could barely stand it. Either way, the thoughts weighed down his stomach heavily, making him want to puke all over the floor.
"Are you feeling okay?" Gaara asked, following him out of the classroom. It was the end of the school day, and the halls were brimming with students eager to get out and celebrate.
"Yeah." Naruto muttered weakly, groaning as his back popped. After finally being Sasuke free, his day flew by with fantasies of murdering everyone with the chocolates he never received.
Murder by chocolate, it was delicious.
He was so fed up at the sight of loving couples he pounded his head into the locker repeatedly, until Gaara shoved him lightly, "Don't kill yourself before we can go on the road trip."
"Sorry." Grumbled Naruto as he leaned his head against the locker, entering the combination while pouting at the object like it cared about his bad day; Gaara studied him silently, closing his locker and coming to a conclusion. The blondes eyebrows were unhappily squishing together, his jaw was tight as he whispered threats to the lock that refused to open. Reaching out, Gaara patted Naruto's arm lightly, catching the blonde's full attention. Gaara never, ever engages in touching anyone other than his older boyfriend.
"You'll find somebody, just be patient." The redhead comforted, "I know we're just friends, but if it makes you feel better I can bring one for you tomorrow? Because in a totally non-romantic way I guess I do love you."
Naruto smiled, leaning off the locker, resting his hands on top of his head, "Awl, you got to cute and cuddly all of a sudden! I don't know what to do." Gaara glared pointedly, Naruto let out a nervous giggle, "But I wouldn't mind if you brought me one, that would be awesome, I'll get you one to!"
Satisfied, Gaara let the end of his lip curl in attempt to smile, "See you tomorrow then." before entering through the nearest exit.
"Bye Gaara!" Naruto called down the hall toward him, it echoed throughout the space with everyone now officially gone. Well, except for apparently a couple chasing each other.
"No!" The girl laughed, giggling when her boyfriend caught up to her, sweeping her off the floor, picking her up in a massive bear hug as they traveled out the door, leaving Naruto officially alone once and for all.
How sweet.
"Stupid Valentine's Day." Naruto breathed as he opened his locker in a hurry, just wanting the day to be over; inside a heart shaped box of chocolates with a note attached to them was resting. Naruto looked around the empty hall before picking up the gift and peeling of the note.
"Missed you all day, are you up for a weekend of romance to make up for it dobe?"
Naruto smiled, "Bastard."
So what do you think so far? REVIEWWWWWWWWW OR MY PLOT BUNNIES WILL BOUNCE DOWN YOUR HOUSE, CRUSH YOU, AND EAT YOU! Fierce and adorable~! That's them :D
Also I'd just like to get this out of the way: even though it's not technically Basketball season, the team is constantly active because of Sasuke's crazy coach (One guess who that will be), there is more elaboration in that in this one later, but in Pulse of the Party it's in like the first chapter XDD
Also I haven't actually posted Pulse of the Party yet because, I'm exhausted