Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, or this story (An Unspoken Attraction). The story itself was started by HomeSkillitBiscuit.93, so all the credit goes to her. I'm just taking over after chapter 4. Not sure what I'll do with it yet, or what I'll think of, but odds are I'll end up killing someone. ROFL. Or close to it... :D Imma have fun with this.
PROLOGUE
"Can't see shit…!" Sasuke grumbled as he leant forward to squint through his windshield. The rain was pouring down in torrents. His wipers swung to and fro in that metronome-like beat, the rubber often squeaking from the rain.
Sasuke slowed the car down to about 45km/h, despite it being a 60km/h zone. It was pitch black outside, the only exception being the lightning, and his headlights illuminating the torrential rain beating down on his car. The road was empty; only a few cars had passed him, blinding him with their high-beams.
Lighting cracked overhead, followed by a nasty burst of thunder. Sasuke glanced at his watch. 11:56pm.
He cursed under his breath at how late past his curfew he was. Even though he had his learner permit, his mom still stuck to his curfew of 11pm. The only thing on his mind was how his mother was going to react when he'd arrive almost an hour after his curfew, especially Sunday, seeing as he had school the next day.
Most kids his age had a curfew of 10pm or earlier. He had thanked his mother when she had changed it to 11, but he was now sure this privilege was about to fly out the window.
The road now seemed empty. His wipers continued to squeak back and forth, and the rain seemed to pour at a steady pace.
Sasuke glanced at his watch again. 12:02am.
His mother was going to kill him.
He finally arrived at the last set of lights before he was to reach his house. The street lamps cast a depressing, yellow glow over the four-way intersection. Despite there being no traffic, the lights remained red for a ridiculous amount of time.
Again, he cursed under his breath. He slowly inched the car forward, hoping the lights would change sooner. They didn't.
Out of the corner of his left eye, Sasuke spied something moving. At first he thought it was an animal, but as he glanced again, it was a person on the opposite street, stumbling their way along the footpath. Sasuke could not see the person, nor tell if they were male or female, as their features were shrouded by a large, dark grey hoodie. Disregarding it for one of the few drunk, homeless freaks that wonder the streets late at night, Sasuke focused his gaze back to the traffic lights infront of him.
Still, the lights had not changed. Sasuke slammed his fist against the steering wheel in frustration and uttered a nasty profanity. Yes, he could just go through the red light, but the amount of hidden police cars and cameras was nothing to take lightly. One of his friends lost his permit when he went through a red light at a deserted intersection.
Finally, the lights flickered to green. Sasuke was determined to slam his foot down on the accelerator, but the rain was still pounding down. Getting into a car crash was not tops on his priority list. Thunder and lightning continued to rule the sky in a furious battle. Sasuke flinched at every spark and boom that collided in the black sky.
As he slowly crossed the intersection, in his rearview mirror, he saw the figure walking on the street collapse.
Sasuke slowed the car down to wait until he saw the figure get up. They didn't. He waited a little longer, but the figure still didn't get up.
His compassion getting the better of him, Sasuke pulled over and waited. The person would not move.
"Better get out and see if he's okay…" he grumbled to himself.
Sasuke pulled an umbrella from the passenger seat, clicked the car door open and stepped out into the cold, pouring rain. The umbrella didn't provide much resistance.
The wind and rain battered Sasuke as he slowly crept toward the fallen figure. The figure was on their stomach, head facing down.
"Hey… you okay?" Sasuke called out as he crept closer.
No response.
"Hey!" Sasuke called out over the raging rain. "You alright?"
Still nothing.
Sasuke glanced at his watch for a third time.
12:14am.
Sighing irritably to himself, Sasuke strode over to the grey, hooded figure and knelt down beside him.
Sasuke roughly nudged the person's shoulder. Again, no response.
Becoming more irritated by the second he was out in the drenching downpour, Sasuke reached out and turned the person over onto their back—
"Hey man, you—"
—and came face to face with the most beautiful redheaded girl he had ever seen.
o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o
Sasuke's frantic and angry mother was awaiting him with crossed arms as he swung open the huge, wooden front door.
"Sasuke Uchiha, where the hell have you been?" his mother boomed. Despite being skinny and gentle, when she was mad, she was not afraid to get loud. She glanced at her drenched son. His father was nowhere in sight.
"Oh! You're soaked!" she gasped, rushing to his side. "What happened?"
She immediately grabbed a hankerchief from her pocket and began to frantically wipe her son's face, all the while asking where he had been and why he was so soaked.
"Mom, there's something you need to see," Sasuke said sternly, brushing his mother's hand aside.
"What? I won't hear of it! Now, you g straight upstairs and shower, and we will have a long talk about yo—"
"Mom!" he repeated a little louder, this time grabbing her wrist. She stopped.
"Come to the car. Now," he said slowly and softly. "There's something you need to see."