It's my favorite pairing currently, and I've a severe case of writer's block. So, why not?
The one-hundred theme challenge, -one of them at least- SasuNaru style. 3
1. Introduction
Naruto Uzumaki was but a little boy when his childhood friend, -his lover to be-, had stepped into his life. It was in the stillness of another boring class, when he and his mother stepped into the Academy. The little blonde noticed the woman's warm and tender smile, mimicked on her son's smaller, triangular face. This boy caught Naruto's attention.
The boy gripped her hand, standing at her side shyly. His other hand ran through his hair, the bangs kept long, the back kept short: -resembling what looked very similar to the rear of a duck, or prairie chicken. It made the young blonde giggle inside. Pale skin was a tendency both seemed to share, along with dark, round doe-eyes and pitch-black hair. Everything about this boy intrigued the small minded Uzumaki, who remained simply fascinated by the new kid. Yet, what kid in all of the class wasn't fascinated?
The most interested however, was indeed the little kitsune of the second row. He was so taken back that he didn't even notice Iruka calling for his attention.
"Naruto! Pay attention!"
The blonde shook his head, firing his gaze back at his teacher: "Yes, sensei?"
"Raise your hand so Sasuke can find a seat by you."
A weak blush sprinkled over the boy's cheeks, still round with baby fat. A small hand rose in the air, making the other boy hesitantly leave his mother's side and inch over to Naruto. He quietly fell into the seat aside the boy. His gaze didn't meet Naruto's, but only followed his mother and Iruka exiting the classroom to discuss things sorrowfully. The blonde was unhappy: even he too paid no attention to him. Naruto's arms folded, letting his head drop against his desk. That is when disappointment set in.
"O-oi, kid."
Naruto's head picked up a little, turning just enough to hold Sasuke's obsidian gaze. He was half tempted to comment about how pretty his eyes were. Of course, he did not because that'd be odd: that was the kind of thing mommies and daddies did with each other when they were being lovey-dovey. It definitely wasn't something Naruto was interested in sharing with the new kid.
"What is it Daisuke?" The six year-old pondered, after he tilted his head with curiosity. His wide blue eyes sparkled like diamonds, which he could almost say made the new boy blush.
"My name is Sasuke. It is not Daisuke, but SAS-uke." The boy's eyes roll in his head, making obvious that he was not amused. Naruto felt a twinge of hurt ripple through his body, which only amplified when Sasuke spat out: "Geeze, even an idiot could've remembered that. You're all looks, no brains."
It was an insulting compliment, and Naruto was hurt: "Well, at least I'm not a jerk like you."
"You're an idiot."
"You're just a fail. It's written all over that smug face of yours."
"At least I don't have dorky whiskers, Urusontonkachi."
"Bastard!"
"Such big words for such a small kid, don't you think that you should clean out that mouth?" Sasuke grinned down at the younger boy, towering just a bit over him. His head held high with vainglory. Naruto cussed under his breath, looking away from him. He could tell, that this boy would be the reason that little Uzumaki finally would go insane. Some introduction this was...