This is my first, more than one chapter story. I have been attempting to get over a block for it so if you have any ideas please send them to me through a review. I know it's short and I am sorry. If you review and tell me you like it then I will try to make them longer. Again, sorry! *bows apologetically*

WARNING!!: This story is mainly yaoi, manXman, or in this case boyXboy sex and relationships and shit like that. Also, this story is very angsty for ppl under…possibly thirteen or fourteen so I advise you be an older reader.

Disclaimer: I do not, and I doubt I ever shall own Naruto and any of his sexy accompanying character mates.

Saving You

Chapter One: Keeping Silent

'Damn! He never shuts up, does he?' a black haired boy thought to himself, as he stared down at his lunch, his hands clenched into fists on either sides of his tray. Directly behind him sat a loud, bright haired blonde who continued to chat excessively even though the cafeteria supervisor was trying to catch their attention.

All around him sat teenagers his own age, but despite that fact he choose to sit in his usual spot, where it was normally it was nice and quiet, to wait for his friends. But today the school's most popular rich kid had chosen to sit at the table behind his.

God his life sucks.

Yep, that's right, Sasuke Uchiha, hates the most popular kid at Konoha Academy. Self-centered, self-confident, ignorant, arrogant, idiotic, and stubborn…Naruto Uzumaki. Not that that was news to anyone who had a class with the two of them.

Three things happened suddenly, a particularly high pitched cackle erupted from the blonde morons table, he got a temple throbbing headache, and two people sat down at his table. He groaned and let his head fall forward, a 'crack' quivering in the air when his forehead hit the edge of the table. He sat like that for a couple moments, while the other two people stared at him.

Finally he raised his head and sighing said, "Hey…."

After looking at him for a moment they both replied rather timidly, "Hey."

Sasuke slowly pulled himself upright, wincing at the pain in his head, and leaned back in his chair, gazing at his two closest friends sitting across from him.

One the right sat Shikamaru. A solitary kid, who rarely spoke, yet had an I.Q. of 210; he had become one of Sasuke's closest confidents. He was wearing his usual pair of black denim shorts and a deep forest green shirt, with a black ski vest with tons of pockets over the shirt.

He kept his long jagged cut hair in a high pony-tail on the back of his head and had his usual look of boredom upon his face as he picked at his pile of slop that the school called a lunch.

Sitting next to Shikamaru was one of the hottest and mysterious guys in the school. Wearing a pair of dark black jeans and a deep rust brown shirt with a pair of black SNEAUX SHOES, staring out the window behind Sasuke was Gaara KazeKage.

All in all they were three of the most sought after guys in their grade, even if they never talked to anyone. The only reason they didn't have girls breathing down their necks was, sadly enough, thanks to all the popular kids.

Of all the guys in the school, the most wanted one was…Itachi Uchiha. Yes, god help us all…it was his brother. He was a senior and every girl in the school wanted him. Tall, dark, handsome, and curiously kind to everyone. He was constantly followed by at least one of the members of his gang. Yet another reason he was popular, people thought that because he was a gang that he was hot shit. Oh...how wrong they were…

The next most wanted was the one, the only, Naruto Uzumaki. For years he had been considered a freak, until he disappeared for a year and a half. When he came back he was completely different person. Instead of the vibrant, energetic young kid, who was always seeking attention, he was now a quiet, unresponsive, with-drawn man.

It seemed over the year and a half that he had disappeared, he had been changed greatly. As he started to withdraw into himself, he stopped caring about how he looked. Instead of trying to style his hair, he had let it spike out like it usually did once he just woke up. He also stopped wearing geeky clothes, and started to dress in baggier jeans and normal tees with hoddies, almost as though he was trying to hide from everyone. Unfortuneatly, if that was his plan, it back-fired completely.

His sudden and abrupt change in behavior had all the girls talking about him, and it just got worse when he started wearing cooler clothes. Finally one girl got up the courage to ask him out, only to be harshly rejected. Over the past couple years though, he had started to warm up, and was now going out with the very chick he had rejected before.

Sasuke slowly came out of his reverie, blinking slowly, before asking Shikamaru, "You aren't really going to eat that are you?"

Shikamaru looked up at him, down at his food, then back at him before shoving it away and slumping down in his seat, staring about gloomily. "No."

"Let's get out of here."

Startled, Shikamaru jumped and Sasuke lifted his head. Gaara had spoken. It rarely happened in the presence of others, but when it did, it was best to do as he suggested.

Grabbing their trays they stood up, and as Sasuke turned, he slammed into someone, spilling the contents of his tray all over them. He closed his eyes and sighed, waiting for the confrontation was inevitable.

"Fucking asshole!" a voice sounded in front of him, making Sasuke open his eyes and look up. In front of him stood Naruto, in all his wonderful glory, covered in a deep red sauce that looked very much like blood. Sasuke stared at Naruto, feeling his heart pound at the sight of the foxy blonde covered in spaghetti sauce, noodles dripping from atop his head.

Quickly turning away from the sight, he started to walk towards the doors, his head feeling strangely light. Before he got even two feet away, he was jerked to a halt by a hand on the hood of his black hoodie, pulling him backwards, almost chocking him in the process.

"Where do you think you're going asshole? You got spaghetti sauce on my new jacket and now your gonna pay for it!" Naruto spoke from behind him.

Oh yeah, did he forget to mention that while he had also warmed up some, he had become an absolute asshole? Well, now you know. Refusing to turn around for fear he would lose it, Sasuke stilled and stared at the ground.

"Hey! I'm talking to you!" Naruto switched his grip to Sasuke's upper arm and attempted to turn him around to face him.

Sasuke remained absolutely stone-faced as he quickly whirled around, his fist raised, smashing it into Naruto's face. Before anyone could try to interfere, he had turned back around and grabbed his tray, walking out the door with his friends' in tow.

Naruto was kneeling on the ground, a couple girls gathered around him, holding his now soiled jacket sleeve to his bleeding nose, trying to stop the flow. He snorted, wincing when that caused pain to shoot up into his forehead, and pushed himself up onto his feet, and walked back to his table where his best friends Kiba and Neji sat, waiting for him.

As he picked up his tray, he muttered something about going to the nurse's office and quickly left the cafeteria, his nose still spouting blood. Once he had left, the noise that had disappeared when the confrontation started, came back quickly building into a buzz of noise as the two friends watched Naruto disappear through the doors.

"Well, that was interesting huh?" Kiba asked, shoving a piece of taco into his face.

Neji nodded, thinking about what he had just watched.

~*~*~

Sasuke panted heavily as he leaned back against the wall, his heart slowly returning to its regular pace as the light-headed and euphoric feeling passed. He slowly pushed himself up off the bathroom wall and pulled down the sleeves of his hoodie, flipping up the hood as well. Looking in the mirror to make sure that no one could see anything other that his pale face and some of his hair, he walked out into the school's courtyard. Just outside the bathroom was Shikamaru, standing next to the door, smoking a fag.

"Hey."

Shikamaru glanced at him before taking a long drag on is cigarette. "Gaara had to leave. Something about a report being due today in class, I dunno…"

Sasuke leaned against the building next to him and stole the fag from between his fingers and took a quick drag on it before handing it. "That's alright…"

Shikamaru looked over at him once more, his gaze straying to his forehead as a small river of blood worked its way down his face, the wound on his forehead still bleeding from where he banged it against the table edge.

"You might want to get that looked at." He said slowly, pointing to the deep cut that ran horizontally down his forehead, slicing through his left eyebrow.

Sasuke reached up and wiped away some blood, bringing it down in front of his eyes. He stared at it curiously, for a moment before sighing and shoving away from the wall. As he walked down the hall Shikamaru called out after him, "Where're you going?"

"To get it looked at!" he called back in a slightly higher pitched voice, mocking the brillant boy as he disappeared around the corner.

-snuggles cute neko Naru to self before sees readers staring oddly at me- He's mine!

Sasuke pops up out of nowhere - No. He. Is. MINE!!

-cowers under Sasukes wrath and pushes Naru towards him- Fine...

Sasuke cuddles Naruto to him, before staring at readers. -Review, it keeps her sane...ish.

Please review, I need to know if this is any good! I switched the characters a couple times, so PLEASE let me know if something is wrong, and i will change it asap.

BYE!!