I got this idea from a yaoi manga that I was reading in Borders one time. It was actually called Kissing, so if you've read it, this is practically the same thing, except with a SasuNaru twist. This is just while I'm suffering with writer's block from LFA. But I should be done with the next chapter soon.
Oh, and if you own the manga and plan on following along (coughcrazycough), it will do you no good. This isn't word for word…
A/N: Mi-chan!!! I love you!
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. Nor do I own Kissing. They belong to their creators, respectively. Where's the justice in this world?!
Warning: Yaoi, AU, plot stealing, and OOC bugs flying around…beware.
"Blah"-talking
'Blah-thinking
Blah-flashbacks
A/N-author's note
------U R Darkest's Pawn-----
The usual milling about before school was nothing new today, the Uchiha decided, as he stepped out of his car.
"Sasuke!" The raven turned around to find a mop of blonde running after him.
"Naruto, you're late."
Naruto stopped to stare at his watch in disbelief. "I am?"
Sasuke laughed, calling forth a smile from the blonde. "I was joking."
Together, the two walked into the school grounds.
All heads turned as the boys entered the hallways.
Since the beginning of their first year, there were many bets on who would hook up first. Being the most popular boys in the entirety of Konoha Private Academy, it was only a matter of time before a lucky girl would be picked up.
Naruto was one who hadn't really been one to date, since an unfortunate incident in middle school had left him with a strange elusive attitude that only Sasuke knew of, and was obviously off limits. Sasuke on the other hand, had never been one to hang back. He always had a girl on his arm, and though he looked amazingly bored, even with the most stunning girls, he would never halt his reign over the hearts of the students at the school.
It wasn't as if he was pimp, at least, no one would dare say that to his face, because he never went any further than a simple few dates and kisses. He'd hand them a chance to win his heart, albeit unconsciously, as if in an old fashioned movie that would lead to marriage, then he'd dump them and move on to the next eager girl.
Most guys would consider him an ostentatious, arrogant, aristocratic-born bastard; but to the woman, he was a god in the form of an irresistible human male.
Even in class, where the crowd was most affected, Sasuke was the sovereignty. He always had the number one test scores, not to mention the most sophisticated arguments for the debates. He was the human Adonis.
Naruto on the other hand, was not so much the outburst of life. He was the quiet genius who always placed second in the national exams. (A/N: Ahahaha! Naruto…ha…silent…aha…genius…)
How the two boys had managed to become and remain friends was always a mystery. According to the gossip gals of the school, they'd been introduced to one another at a very young age. Their father's had grown up together and worked together, so becoming acquainted had been inevitable.
But there was a special bond between the two that made the occupants of the school wonder their true purposes. They were all too friendly with one another. It was a sad fact that had been noted by the school for a long time. Whereas some would scoff at the idea of the Princes having…romantic issues, others would gratefully partake in the speculations of a gay royalty. And their actions only fed to the fire.
At lunch, they would share food from the same plate. Whether by conscious action or not, they would feed the other. It came to the attention of their friends at one point, and the answers they sought after were quite petty, in the sense that it wouldn't matter to the two what was the cause of the sudden interest in their comfort range.
"Why do you guys share off the same plate?" Shikamaru asked.
"Because there's too much food for me alone." Naruto responded, taking another bite of the onigiri in Sasuke's hand.
Hinata, Temari, and TenTen blushed at the sight. The amazing and brilliant Sasuke-sama feeding the calm and docile Naru-chan…it was any fangirl's fantasy.
"Then why not try getting less food?" Neji pointed out with a half interested glance at the scene.
"Because there's no point in wasting money to get the same amount of food when one person can get it for less." The raven said, drinking the cola that the two shared.
The guys of the group shuddered simultaneously, as each came up with his own fantasy of being as close as the blonde and the raven. The conclusion was unanimous, to each his own…
Gaara, who had sat silently glaring at his food for the longest time, finally spoke up. "Leave them alone. The pestering should be left to the fangirls who have nothing better to do than to snoop in other people's lives."
Naruto smiled at the redhead. It was a truly rare sight, seeing as the blonde was so secluded, unless brought about by Sasuke. It was a silent thank you that would only reach Gaara's ears.
As the silence continued, with each in his or her own thoughts, Sasuke departed. "Later guys. I need to take care of a few things before lunch ends."
Everyone knew that it had something to do with a girl' heart being broken, but no one made a movement to try and forewarn her. It was between those two.
When the bell rang, the group rushed off to class, leaving Naruto alone to clean up his mess.
A pale hand reached out to help him gather up the trash. "Hey. Sorry I left this for you."
Naruto smiled again, a sight that sent the remainder of the cafeteria's occupants swooning. "It's alright. I don't mind."
Nonetheless, the Uchiha helped until the warning bell rang, telling them that they were late for class. They smiled and walked to their respective classes, the only class they didn't have together, leaving the other deep in thought of any excuse that couldn't be used. Boy, how being a genius helped.
"Naruto-chan!!" a voice called from down the hallway. He turned to find Haruno Sakura running to him. Among the students at the Academy, she ranked fifth in the national standards, behind Shikamaru and Neji, respectively. Not to mention she was an avid fangirl of both he and the Uchiha.
"Konnichiwa, Sakura-chan." he replied kindly.
She smiled. "Are you late for class?"
He nodded solemnly. "Yes. But I'm sure that it won't be too bad. Kakashi-sensei isn't normally one to deal punishment too harshly."
They continued to talk, which lasted only a few minutes. When they entered the classroom, the teacher continued to talk, brushing aside the fact that two of his best students had been late.
"Ah, Naruto-kun, please read from page one hundred and eighty-four. Please start at the beginning of the poem." Kakashi said, now acknowledging the blonde's presence.
Naruto pulled out his literature book and read.
Why the deathly pallor stained the night sky, was a mystery
Why the world had suddenly become repealed of sight, was a mystery
The sin had been done.
Onlookers mourned, while the truth lay behind bars
Blood red walls became a welcoming sight
With suddenness it struck the heart firm.
Like fire, it spread, engulfing all who were but bystanders
She wanted none of this, but couldn't resist the temptation
And Master arose.
With naught but night for His cloak
She silently welcomed him
The creaks of lifeless motions left the haunt to his chains.
As the command became
So was the light
Crimson tinted the pale skin.
Afloat in a casket known by none
The embodiment was left with but a single note
Mortals, beware the sadistic fate
Silence reigned as the class took in the deathly atmosphere that Naruto's reading had conjured. It's always the silent ones.
As the initial shock slowly ebbed away, class continued as usual. With a casually restrained smile at the people who couldn't manage to close their mouths, it came as no surprise to anyone when Naruto looked away after just a few moments. For someone who was far too reserved, the energy that had broken the uninterested façade had all but shattered his formal innocence. No one would dare settle upon the idea that he was too quiet ever again. Not after that performance.
It wasn't as if the special ability that lay dormant in his heart was what he wanted. All he wanted was to remain in the sight of a God who pitied him and to beg for forgiveness. His capability to change people and their primary attitude was no blessing for an outcast.
He stared out the window to the lawn below. There was nothing to really focus on at all, so only half of his attention was on that. The other half was focused on whether or not he should meet Sasuke after school or not. His internal debate raged as the lesson plan became silent.
------U R Darkest's Pawn-----
The raven's mind wandered as his teacher, Kurenai-sensei, droned on about the mathematical equations. In his mind, he recorded every word that she spoke, down to the apostrophes and periods. There was no point in re-learning what he'd already been taught by his father and brother.
"Sasuke-kun, name two of the mathematical equations aforementioned." Kurenai said.
Sasuke sighed. He hated being put on the spot, and although this wasn't the only class in which he was solely chosen on, he hated it anyway. "The quadratic equation and reflexive property of equality."
Many girls began chattering with praise, knowing that Sasuke-sama would have been able to get it in a heartbeat, while the men began grumbling their death wishes.
Inappropriate incense began to boil through, as anger and envy once more took hold. Was there anything that "Sasuke-sama" didn't have? He had a girl, he had great grades, he had the looks, and he had a best friend who would never betray him. Why the hell was someone like him, a politician by birth who already had everything he could ever want, blessed with such grandiose gifts?!
If it was only the god's way of saying, 'You ungrateful little brats, this is what a true example is…' then they must have their heads in the clouds.
Despite the often mentioned proverb, 'Life isn't fair.' this was beyond what a lesson plan should be. Damn favoritism.
"Alright, pop quiz time. I'm sure that we are all very capable of entertaining ourselves after getting the homework I assigned last night. You should all be very well aware of these equations. Get out your pens and paper. You have until the end of school to finish."
The brunette walked to the chalkboard and began to write down the problems.
Sasuke sighed and got to work.
It was all the same that it had been the last few days: solving equations using the reviewed methods.
He finished with ten minutes to spare, leaving a chance for him to watch the rest of the class struggle to maintain their attention when awe was ruling them. Sasuke rolled his eyes and looked out the window, his mind wandering to no place in particular.
When someone tapped on his shoulder, he scowled. Knee-jerk reaction to stubborn ex-girlfriends. It was Kurenai. "Sasuke-kun? Would you mind taking this to Iruka-sensei? I think that he's teaching first-year mathematics."
The raven nodded and solemnly rose.
As he exited the room, he winked to one of the girls, Karin, whom he had a date with the following day. Many girls sent death-glares her way.
He sighed as he turned the corner and marched down the stairs. His mind was still far away when a hand gripped his wrist.
"Sasuke-kun…I-I…"
Sasuke tensed. It was Ino. He'd dumped her at lunch, and here she was; wanting him to take her back.
"Ino, I said that we're through." the raven said harshly.
The platinum blonde shook her head. "I know…but, I can give you anything! Anything you want!"
For the second time that day, he was being put on the spot. "I don't want anything from you. Goodbye…"
He tried to pull away, but she held on with tenacious fingers. He growled, "I don't—"
"I'll give you anything! My virginity! What will make you stay?!" tears flowed relentlessly down the girl's face.
Naruto turned the corner, to go back to his classroom after a bathroom break, finding Sasuke and Ino fighting on the stairs. Slowly he slumped back behind the safety of the wall, trying to quickly find a way to get around them or a detour that wouldn't make him late back to class.
"Is it because you've already found someone else?!" she shrieked.
That stopped his tugging. When Naruto's blonde hair came into view, a shrewd idea popped into his head. "Yes, I have already found someone else."
The dried tear stains on Ino's face were becoming much more noticeable as the blonde tried his best to maneuver a way around the arguing couple.
"Who?!"
Without warning, Sasuke turned to Naruto, who thought he'd escaped the danger, and pressed their lips together. As shocked as Naruto was, he did nothing to resist. He couldn't think, perhaps he didn't want to resist. Sasuke's hand twisted into the latter's hair, keeping their faces together.
Ino's face turned pink, as she witnessed the intimate gesture.
When the Uchiha pulled away, she was already gone. He smirked.
"Wh-What was that…for…" Naruto blushed as he stared at the ground.
Sasuke looked back to his best friend. "Oh, nothing."
"That wasn't nothing, Sasuke." the blush still painted his face, and he was unable to meet the raven's gaze.
The Uchiha grabbed Naruto's chin, forcing him to look up. "We're friends, aren't we?"
The latter nodded. "Well, there isn't anything wrong with us kissing. It's just a kiss."
Sasuke smiled and walked back to his classroom, anticipating the ring of the synthetic bell.
Naruto stood there, in his thoughts without care for the fact that he was supposed to be going back to his class. Sasuke, his best friend, had just kissed him. Wasn't a kiss a friendly gesticulation between two people who were very close? Wasn't that a simple enough explanation? If his logic was enough, then why was he so confused about whether or not it was really a clarification? Why was there something in his heart that sent his head spiraling with questions?
When the bell rang, everyone gathered their belongings and rushed to head home, jostling the still frozen Naruto.
'Because you're my friend. There's nothing with friends kissing, is there?'
------U R Darkest's Pawn-----
If anyone is wondering why I made those three the fangirls of the group, it is because making up characters would not be so prevalent and because I have plans for the usual fangirls.
I did write that poem, if you couldn't tell. I really didn't take my time with it…so if it didn't make sense, there's why. Let's just say I was going for a forbidden, Romeo and Juliet, Le Chevalier D'eon feeling. Ne, does it work well with the story's plot?
And I warned beforehand that there would be major OOC bugs flying around. Remember, this is just my version, or what I can remember, of a plot that was already written. I don't claim to be the artist of that manga; this is just my attempt to entertain you. Flamers can go burn in Hell.
This story is only going to be a few chapters long, maybe three. I still have Looking For Angels to think of. Consider this filler…tame smut.
Reviews are greatly appreciated.
Oh, and if you can guess what the poem was supposed to be about, then you get a cookie…and maybe even a oneshot dedicated to you.
Until next time, ja ne.