Sasuke's an emo kid and Naruto is the funny guy that everyone likes but don't really know much about. Outside of school noone knows him. He has many "friends" but they've never hung out away from the hallways or cafeteria. And Sasuke may be emo, but he's not the one cutting himself…Please enjoy!!
Warning: Yaoi and some OOCness
Disclaimer: I really really wish I owned these two TTTT by turning them into Yaoi Toys I could make a great manga even better…it'd be hard, but for any fangirl who's ever dreamed of these two becoming more than rivals you can understand (stands up proudly) I may not own them, but I can still make them do whatever I want, so long as I leave this nifty little disclaimer. (winks) please (bows) enjoy. There are two original characters…Yato!!! She's so cool…fangirl grin her name means night blade. She is mine, bitches. She's so bad-ass…sighs Hakuto is also mine…so cute. Her name means white rabbit.
Boy Toy
"Teiken High School. Stupid name, I think. Something outta a manga with, like, witches shit." Those were the words first uttered by Uzumaki Naruto on his arrival to his new school. He was instantly approved of and labeled "class clown" before he'd walked to his first class. In the weeks that followed he cracked enough jokes to bust anyone's gut and he was able to join any group's lunch table and feel at ease. Students loved him, teachers let him take up class time for his wit, he just made everyone laugh. Except for Uchiha Sasuke. The Ice Prince. Naruto tried once or twice but gave up when Sasuke just coldly ignored him.
"Don't even bother," someone had told him "he's hot but that's about it. It's like he doesn't have a personality."
He had a fanclub though. A very loud, persistent one that didn't like Naruto for bugging their stalkee thankyouverymuch. All of Naruto-kun's days went by like this, being a goof off, getting barely passing grades. This virtually describes his first year and a half at Teiken High (So he would be a junior. See end for glossary/explanations). Until the school paper decided to publish an article on Uzumaki that is.
"Naruto-san, can we please have an interview?"
"Sorry, but I'd only lie." was his standard response.
So the members decided to do an investigation. No one knew who Uzumaki was outside of school. Where he lived, how he lived, what he did, all were secrets to a very persistent public. So when on exclusive on "The Life of Uzumaki" came out the paper made some serious bank on selling the issues. There was even a second and third printing, there just wasn't enough for all the students AND teachers.
"Holy shit Naruto-san, did you parents really get killed by an axe murderer?"
"Were they really mauled to death by a crazy dude when you were a baby?"
"Do you really live in an orphanage?"
"So what's it like not having ANYONE?"
Were a few of the questions he dodged everyday. The article, like all school papers, was a lie. It was big on the details, blowing them up into huge things. Yes his parents were dead but what the hell was with the whole murderer bit!? They died in a freaking car accident!! Soon he just avoided people, ignoring them and rushing to class, where he bore the weird looks from teachers and classmates who were dying to ask him but couldn't. His only form of comfort, strangely enough, was Uchiha. It started a couple days after the paper came out. He'd passed through the halls at a record speed, skidding to a stop outside his locker in the E hall, one usually deserted.
The locker system was by order in which students registered. Register early enough, you get 1 in A hall, but since he transferred in a month after school started and was late every year for registration, he always had locker 109 in E. There were a few stranglers who looked like they wanted to ask him something but were freshman and afraid to approach this sempai without an introduction. First bell rang. He sank gratefully to the floor, very seriously thinking of transferring again. He felt the tears but didn't let them get to him.
"Nope, this is one boy who ain't gonna cry." He whispered, glad for the emptiness.
"Don't worry." A cold voice, one he'd never heard but instantly knew to whom it belonged, told him. He looked up. Sure enough, Uchiha was standing above him, leaning nonchalantly on locker 107. "They'll either get over it, or you'll be an outcast. Neither is to worry about, the other outcasts will be nice to you." Uchiha smiled a little and took of, presumably to his first class.
"Uchiha-kun!" Naruto called. He turned around. "I…thanks."
"Hn." He continued walking. Naruto smiled.
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The next encounter was a week later, the people had died down and only a few very serious people really bugged him anymore. They still looked at him funny though, and he rarely stayed on campus for lunch anymore. But one day the school had an item for lunch not even Naruto could ignore. No matter who was bugging him, no matter if he ate lunch alone, nothing could ruin his enjoyment of the one food to be worshipped above all else. Ramen! After a long line, the lunch lady spilling boiling water on him in her surprise at his being there, and finally finding a wall next to the big windows to sit against while he ate, Naruto dug in.
"Mind if I join you?" the cold voice asked. Naruto choked.
"N-nope, go right ahead." He tried to smile but ended coughing as the noodles tickled his throat. When he regained whatever composure he had the lunchroom had gone silent. Or as silent as it could be with a few thousand people whispering to each other. Uchiha looked at him sideways, a little smirk on his face.
"So, enjoying life without the comfort of being the anonymous funny guy?" his smirk got a little wider.
"Wha-? It's…I don't really care. Um," Naruto looked up at him through his messy bangs "Uchiha-kun, why are you sitting with me?"
"Because I think you're interesting."
"What? How can I be…it isn't that stupid article is it?"
"Nope, I always thought you were kind of weird. And you can call me Sasuke."
"Sasuke…san?"
"Well, it's a start. I'll see you after school, Naruto." He got up, dumping his tray before walking out of the cafeteria.
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'What the hell!?' Naruto was so confused. It was seventh hour, right before school got out, and he still had no idea what Uch-Sasuke-kun was talking about. 'See me after school!? Did I blank out on part of the conversation or something!?!'
"Uzumaki!!"
"Ah! Yes, sir?"
"The bell rang two minutes ago, are you planning on staying after school?"
"N-no sir, sorry. I'll be leaving now." He bowed and walked out. At his locker he paused.
"What the hell am I supposed to do now?"
"Hello, Naruto."
"Ah!!" the fox jumped "Oh, Sasuke-kun. Wh-what is it?" Naruto backed up a bit, the expression on Sasuke-kun's face scaring him a little.
"Did you forget? I said I'd see you after school, didn't I?"
"Right. So um, what do you want to do?"
"I'd like to see where Naruto lives."
"Dwah!?!" Naruto went a little pale "I…that is, I can't."
"Hm. That is a problem. Well, if you are uncomfortable perhaps you should come to my home first."
"Um what? Okay…?" Naruto blinked 'Where the hell is this going?'
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Sasuke's house was, of course, magnificent. Not one hedge left untrimmed, perfect paint, clean windows.
"Make yourself at home, there's no need to be formal at all. Would you like some tea?" Sasuke started pouring boiling water into a pot with tea leaves.
"Um, yes. I mean sure, thanks." Naruto stood awkwardly near the big window overlooking a backyard tea garden.
"It's warm in here," Sasuke proclaimed, stripping off his coat "here, let me go hang up your coat-?" Naruto's eyes had gotten way big.
"No, it's fine. Really, I'll keep my coat."
"Hmph, suit yourself." Sasuke poured green tea into some very fancy blue cups with a fan symbol on them. "Family crest." He explained when he saw Naruto studying it.
"Oh."
"Hm."
"Yeh."
"Naruto,"
"Yes?"
"Sugar?"
"What?" 'Huh?'
"For the tea," Sasuke lifted his own cup "do you want sugar?"
"Oh, yes please." Naruto watched Sasuke spoon a heaping pile of sugar into his cup "Th-that's enough!"
"Really?" Sasuke scooped about three piles into his own tea. "It's kind of bitter so I usually put a lot in."
"I don't really like sweet things."
"Really? I do." Sasuke's eyes twinkled a slightly, as if laughing to himself. "I like sweet things very much." He leaned across the table.
"Is that so? I'll have to remember that." Naruto smiled. Sasuke sat back.
"Why?"
"What?"
"Why would you need to remember I like sweet things?" He folded his arms and tweaked one eyebrow.
"Well, " Naruto blushed a little "Sasuke-kun is my friend right? And friends should know that kinda' stuff about each other…"
"…" Sasuke sat there for a moment, then smiled. Not smirked, smiled. "Alright. Friends."
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After Naruto left Sasuke's house he headed straight to work. He'd had to beg the school advisors to allow him a job. Living on his own and paying for his own expenses had started to show on the money his parents had left him so he decided not to spend anymore. If he could earn enough to pay for it, he would. So he now worked at a coffee house; serving lattés and espressos all day wasn't a bad gig for a high schooler.
"Hey Naru-chan, why don't you take a break?"
"Okay Hatori-sempai!" Naruto made himself a double shot cappuccino with extra cream. "Ah, nothing like caffeine!"
"You're always loud, aren't you Naruto-san?" Hatori, the shift manager and partial owner of the Hot Shot coffee house, sat across from him.
"Eh? Of course! How can I stay quiet if I'm happy?"
"You are so cute." Hatori chuckled "Well, breaks over in five."
"Okay!" he sipped the coffee. Foam stuck to his lips as he breathed deeply the rich aroma.
"That looks good."
"Wha-?" Naruto opened his eyes to see Sasuke sitting across from him. "Oh, Sasuke-kun. Do you want some coffee? I'm on my break but I'll make you some."
"That's alright," Sasuke wiped the foam off Naruto's lips with his finger, placing it in his own mouth "This is fine for now."
"…" Naruto, face red and hot, opened and closed his mouth like a beached fish.
"Well, I'll come by sometime later. See you." He left.
'What the…?' Naruto felt his enflamed cheeks 'Holy crap. That was so hot…'
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The next day the school was, again, abuzz. Naruto had a part-time job. OMG I can't believe the school allows that, that's so reckless blah blah blah. At first Naruto suspected Sasuke but the dark boy wasn't in school that day.
"So where do you work, Naruto?" Shikamaru, labeled school genius with a bad attitude, asked him. It was the first time he'd ever spoken. At least to Naruto. So he answered out of shock, you could say.
"Hot Shot."
"The coffee house? Hey Gaara! Gaara!!" Shikamaru called the attentions of another loner, one everyone was afraid of. Gaara. Red hair, pale skin, lots of eye liner.
"..what?" his deep voice startled the fox.
"Doesn't your brother own Hot Shot?" Shikamaru smiled. "Come have lunch with us, Naruto. We're going there."He practically dragged the younger boy out the door. Pulling a pack of cigarettes out he lit up as they left the building. "So Gaara? Doesn't he?"
"Yes. Him and his partner Hatori." Gaara stuffed his hands into his baggy jeans and shook his head "He won't give you free coffee."
"But he'll give you and Naruto free coffee. All you need to do is get two and give me one. I wonder if Choji's gonna meet us."
"Choji? Isn't he the big-" something slapped his mouth shut. Naruto's wide eyes crossed as he tried to look at the offending hand.
"Don't say that! Never make a reference to his weight, he'll kill you. Almost literally." Shikamaru stared into Naruto's eyes. Gaara nodded vigorously.
"Alright…hey, you guys hang out with Ino and Sakura don't you?" Naruto tried talking again.
"Yeh, why? You interested?" Shikarmaru smiled "I'd say Yato is more you're style. Neh Gaara?"
"No. You know Yato, she'd never…" he trailed off.
"Yeh, I know. But it's still fun to tease people. Yato is really hot," Shikamaru explained "but she likes the girls. In fact, isn't she dating your…?"
"Hakuto." Gaara pushed open the door and scanned for a place to sit "Her name is Hakuto."
"You talkin' bout me?" A girl, long red hair, light blues eyes and the body of a rock-star, waved them over to her table.
"No, why is it always about you? We were talking about Hakuto." Shikamaru pulled up a chair, dousing his cigarette in the dregs of Yato's coffee.
"Yes, but any conversation 'bout Hakuto starts with a conversation about me. And I wasn't done with that." She glared, pointing at the cup "Go buy me a new one! Green tea frapachino!"
"Ah, why me…" Shikamaru left to fulfill the order.
"So, this is Naruto? Isn't he the kid you-ouch! Why'd you kick me!" she punched Gaara. He flicked her forehead, she poked him in the eye and round and round and round.
"Yato…?" a girl with mid length white-blond hair and large red-brown eyes approached them.
"Hakuto!" Yato jumped up and hugged the slighter girl. Gaara lay defeated on the table. (AN: There will be a much more involved story with Yato and Hakuto, I just thought it'd be fun to put them in this fic too ) "What do you want to eat? Me? Sex in the back room?" she giggled at Hakuto's bright red face "Or not. Here," she handed over the frapachino. "Green tea, your favorite. Thanks Shika-chan!"
"They're…lively." Gaara sat up "Poor Hakuto. Shadowed by Yato, no one can see just how pretty she is…" he sighed "She's my sister. At first…I didn't like them being together…but now." He smiled slightly "She looks happy." He started, catching himself. Coughing he squared his shoulders, looking larger for affect. "Yato is to never hear that, got it?"
"Y-yeh, I understand." Naruto smiled back, a real smile. A sweet smile. An enticing smile. Gaara gaped. Inwardly of course, he'd never allow such an expression cross his face. "So Gaara, you're brother is Aniha-sensei?"
"Yes." He stood "Coffee?" he offered.
"Ah! I'll make it!" Naruto skipped behind he counter.
"Naruto? I thought you had today off?" Hatori ruffled the boy's hair.
"Yep, but I came here with some…friends." His slight hesitation was not lost on Hatori, or Gaara. Or Sasuke for that matter, as he walked to the counter.
"Ah, I told you they'd be nice didn't I?" his knowing smirk caught Hatori off guard, Naruto just returned the small wave, and Gaara ignored him.
"Hello Sasuke-ku- I mean Sasuke! Would you like that coffee today?" Naruto pulled a cup from the shelf.
"…I don't drink coffee."
"How about some chai tea then?"
"…"
"…can I take that as a yes? How about you Gaara?"
"Just a Mocha…thanks." He shook his head at the sudden need he had to be polite. What. The. Hell.
Sasuke studied the scary boy sideways, taking in the eyeliner and red hair, pale skin, dark gaze.
"You don't strike me as his type." The Uchiha sneered at the punk. Gaara turned slowly, making sure Naruto was still in the back first.
"What?"
"You just don't look like someone he'd go for. You're too…"
"Punk? And what about you, emo-kid?" 'Am I actually arguing with this asshole? Just ignore him like normal!'
"What'd you-?" he was cut short as Naruto emerged grinning per usual with three steaming cups.
"Ah, where's mine Naruto-kuuuuun?" Shikimaru, mood breaker extraordinaire, wormed his way between the two boys. Little did they know he was doing so to prevent a fight.
"You should be asking him where mine is." Choji pushed past all three of the others, smiling at the boy behind the counter. "Hey Naruto, I'm Choji. What's this place got to eat?"
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"I've never had so much fun!" Naruto exclaimed to Sasuke, was graciously walking him home After a fight with Gaara about who would do so, which ended when Naruto told them that he'd already told Sasuke he could and given Gaara that "tomorrow maybe?" look. The group had enjoyed themselves so much nobody noticed as the hours slipped by and school ended. Only When Aniha himself popped up and scolded Gaara for skipping did they realize the time.
"Yes, it was fun." Sasuke surprised himself by agreeing. "So, where do you live exactly?"
"Not much further, at the end of this block." He grinned, bouncing the last few steps to his house. It had one floor and was completely covered in ivy and orange climbing roses. Or what would have been orange roses if spring would hurry it's ass up. There was a front porch and three trees, each a different kind.
"It's…cute. You really live here?"
"Yeh, my parents left it to me so…"
"Hm, so you really don't live in an orphanage. Interesting?"
"What? Is that what this is about? You just wanted to see if it was true!?" Naruto's face felt hot. He blinked back anger and bit his lip.
"No, I knew the article was a bunch of crap. I just want to know more about Naruto." Sasuke stepped closer. And closer.
"Uh, yes?"
"Nothing." Sasuke leaned forward, flicking a strand of hair out of the blonde's eyes. And kissed him. So softly, almost imaginary, their lips touched and stayed that way. Naruto's insides turn to warm mush, melting with even just this barely existent show of affection. Sasuke was the first to pull back, a tiny triumphant smirk on his face. "I'll see you tomorrow."
"Wha-?" Naruto, dazed and confused, felt his lips to make sure they were still there. "What the fuck?"
- - - - - - - - - To Be Continued - - - - - - - - -
Junior: High schools in Japan start from 10th grade, so the sophomore is pretty much non-existent in Japan. Freshman, Junior, Senior.
Sempai: Upper classman
So what was originally just going to be one hell of a long one-shot has turned into a multi-chapter theme. I was so sure I could end it this time. Oh well, there are just so many possibilities I couldn't just end it with some Naru-Sasu sex. Besides, I've been given a truly mouth-watering idea by Hiro…(grins) I'm sure there will be many a happy people (plots plots plots, oh my!) Oh, please review