Day one - Monday

Fandom: Naruto

Pairing: SasuNaru

Rating: M (for later chapters)

Summary: Naruto is a normal boy, who goes to school everyday and loves his friends. How can a week change his entire life?

Warning: Contains Yaoi, but that you already know ;)

Disclaimer: No… I do not own Naruto…

A/N: So! I told you I'd be back! Not as early as I would like too, but… awww, school just took a huge part of me and I couldn't write my (screaaaming) plot bunnies here before, so, here it (finally) is!

CHAPTER 1

6:30 a.m. – Monday, 6th October

I woke up startled in my bed when the alarm clock rang, playing my favourite song of the moment. Damn, I really had to stop doing that, or else I would be singing it for the rest of the day. I turned the alarm off and let my head hit the pillow once more. I was so tired I almost fell asleep again. I made a huge effort and got out of bed, feeling dazed.

Today was a normal school morning day, and like many others before that one, the first thing I did in the morning was to take a cold shower, then get dressed and make up my mind on the things I needed to do that day. I did all this and then quickly swallowed my breakfast, since getting late seemed to be on my schedule too.

I left home soon after, noiselessly in an effort not to wake Ero-Sennin up – since my parents died when I was a kid I've been living with the pervert – and closed the fence gate. It felt good to catch the cold October air in my face. Grey and tortuous clouds were filling the morning skies and the sun was nowhere to be seen.

I lived at about 10 kilometres from school. Why? Well, I really don't know. Maybe because I wanted to meet new people or see new places, or even just because the nearest school just sucked. Anyway you looked at it, going to the city centre was just cool.

I caught the bus just in time. After that, the subway was the best part. I reached school right before the bell rang. I ran the entrance steps two by two and entered. Rain start falling down from the skies as I stepped inside school. People said I was crazy, since I woke up so soon in the morning, but it was okay for me. The best part of the whole going-to-school thing was arriving and having your best friends waiting for you. And that meant dear Sakura and all the others, as well as teme Sasuke.

I found her at the entrance with the other girls, Ino and Hinata. They were gossiping and laughing like they had years of gossip to catch up on! I never quite got why they did that, but whatever. I said 'hi' to everyone and met with the guys. I found Kiba and Lee near the stairway.

"Hey, look! Naruto got here in time today! It's the first time this month!" and that was a usual good-morning salutation from the dog boy.

"It's his sparkling youth finally awaking him up in time, my friend! I'm so proud!" I think I preferred Kiba's compliment to Lee's. Really, he was hypnotised by Guy sensei's speeches about happiness, youth, energy streams and a lot more.

"Hi there, dear mates. Any news?", at my question, Lee shook his head and Kiba shrugged.

"Nope, nothing new."

I took a look at my wrist watch. Seven minutes till classes began, that it sure was a hell of a record for me. At least, I wouldn't be the last one to get to school that day.

Shikamaru arrived sometime after me, then Neji, but he just said "hello" and ran up the stairs, while we kept chatting about the last PS games. He didn't like to speak that much and I never understood what was wrong with him. Lee followed him and after some minutes, we all did the same.

Our school was old. It was 'U' shaped, and was under renovation that year. They had started by the school's right wing, and sometimes, classes could get noisy. Our football field, in the middle of the 'U', was filled with improvised giant "boxes" that fitted for classrooms. We sometimes got lost in the maze of fake corridors made from prefabricates that lead to a confusion of classrooms, making us get late sometimes. Two cranes hanged over our heads every day, each one of them with its own heavy load, which we sometimes found ourselves wishing they'd collapse over the school.

First class that morning was Philosophy. Basically, I had a problem with it. How did my mates get to such amazing conclusions on their texts and reflections was a mystery for me. I knew I had a little problem when it came to associating thoughts, and I usually flipped and twisted the idea, trying to form a system to make my own way of reflection, but I never made it. Maybe I just had some gene that inhibited me from reflecting - I've hear something about it somewhere. When our professor gave us texts from other influent people like Martin Luther King or the Pope, I found myself often rewriting what was in the text, with other words 'course, and feeling a bit envious of their great reflections. It was like I needed another person's ideas to make my own.

I sat on my seat, somewhere in the middle of the classroom, as everyone got inside, chatting loudly. We had individual desks. Behind me I had Shikamaru, which was great to chat with and especially on the days we had tests, him just being one of the best student in class and all of that. At my sides there were Ino (on the left) and Kiba (on the right), near the wall.

After everyone got in, someone closed the door on the professor's demand and we remained silent, since it was still early and we were half asleep. The desk in front of me was still empty, which was odd, since the idiot who filled it was always the first one to arrive.

Our Philo professor was, at least, a little strange. She wore old fashioned clothes from the nineties that, amazingly, fitted her fine. She was already showing signs of old age, but she could still reprehend us once in a while. The old woman usually spoke during the entire time class took and it was no different that day.

After dictating a summary of what we would be studying, our professor began to debit that day's subject. At that time in the morning, no one was awake enough to care much about class, and Shika was probably already sleeping on his desk behind me. Dog-breath had his back meeting the wall, in a relaxed position, scribbling something on his notebook. And still the desk in front of me remained empty. What was taking that teme so long? He never got late, so it must have been something unpredictable that happened.

Time flew away, ten minutes, twenty minutes… Only when it was nearing nine o'clock did someone knocked at the door.

"Can you open the door please?", she asked, interrupting her monologue as Neji, who was right in front of Kiba and near the door sat up glumly to open it.

As Neji opened said door, I heard several surprised exclamations, especially from the girls, and I lifted my gaze from my book at the familiar voice.

"May I come in, professor? I'm sorry I'm late".

I made a huge effort to keep my jaw in place as I saw Sasuke at the door, wet and his face covered with bruises and cuts.

"Troublesome", I heard from behind me.

"What the hell…?", I let skip from my mouth, as the teme walked trough the room and sat in front of me, letting his backpack near his seat in the exact same spot as always, perfectly aligned. The old woman bookmarker her manual with her finger and turn to Sasuke, asking him if he'd like to go to the nurse's office, to which he cordially replied it was fine.

"Where the hell are you looking at, dobe?", Yeah, he was "cheerful" that day, and I would most certainly get all of his "cheer", judging by the glare he sent me.

"Oh, nothing, just watching your dynamic entry, teme", he answer me with a cold glare that nobody but the Uchiha could do, and I continued. "So, what the hell took you so long?"

"It's none of your business, idiot", he answered, turning forward and taking out his notebook, giving me no time to reply. The professor had restarted her monologue and he started taking notes, as if nothing had happened.

And then it began again. Now, all I had to do was close my eyes and have my nap, since she would only finish her speech by the end of the class. Somehow, I couldn't do it, as was usual. The way Sasuke had got there made me nervous enough to not be able to take my habitual sleep. Why that was happening, I don't know. It was not like I really cared if he had hurt himself a bit; I mean, we were rivals and sometimes fought and got all those kind of bruises. It was normal, but, maybe because I didn't know what happened, or because it wasn't me leaving him like that I felt…Stop. Was I going to think 'worried'? It felt strange. Why was I worried about stupid teme?

I tried to focus my attention on anything else. I ran my gaze through the manual, looking for nice pictures, but soon got bored. Remembering I still had some homework I hadn't done, I took out the notebook and started doing it under my desk. After the first exercise my thoughts were on Sasuke again.

"Arg", I snorted, maybe a little too loud for Kiba to look at me for some seconds, inquisitively. That was not happening. It wasn't like he had broken a leg - which would have been worse - he was fine! Well, maybe a little dirty and bruised, but if he still answered me so stupidly like usual, he would be okay.

I tried to imagine what could have possibly happened to him. Maybe the bus he was in had an accident due to the heavy rain I could still hear outside. Or he had fallen on his way here. Well, there was only one way to know. I took my phone from my jeans pocket and wrote my message. I pressed 'send' and shoved it back to where it had been before, waiting. Seconds after the bastard took his own phone out from the pocket on his jacket quietly in one swift movement. After reading my 'wht happen to u?', I saw him typing. I never really expected him to answer me. My phone vibrated on my pocket and I quickly saw what he wrote. 'Don't waste your money while I'm right in front of you, dobe', and I can almost swear he did scoff by the time I ended my reading.

"Tch, idiot", I quietly said.

"I heard that"

"Shut up, I meant for you to hear it!"

"Naruto, would you like sharing your conversation with the rest of us?", wha~?, he was talking too! Why was I the one who had to take the blame every time? Of course the teme wouldn't get reprehended, he had 'perfect guy' attached with his damn name. Everyone loved him and he was very popular. Not that he really cared about it actually; he was always running away from everything. He would always get the higher grades, he would always get every girl he wanted around him, but still he'd run away from it. Of course I could say I was a little envious of Sasuke. Well, maybe not just a little… and I guess that was why we fought all the time. Right now, I was pissed off.

I sat silent for the rest of the class, thinking of the best way to punch the idiot's face after we left the classroom. When the bell rang, I got out, intent on waiting for him to give him what he deserved. The professor told the bastard to stay after class so they could talk and I had to leave the dimly-lit hallway. By now, I was witnessing a literal wave of students. It's what happens when you get a hundred and some students in a three meter width hallway. Behind the crowd of students was Miss Theresa, shrieking at us to leave the hallway, as the old lady normally did. I had to do it so that she didn't blow my ears off with.

I found Kiba and Shika by the end of the hallway heading towards the stairs. I caught up with them and we descended together to ground level while talking.

"After what she said, I'm thinking of the ethic consequences of eating M&M's in surgery", Kiba said, sounding very serious.

"Meh, I don't know anyone who does that", Shika lazily answered, shoving his hands on his pockets. Ino appeared from the "wave" and stepped by my side.

"So big brother," that how she treated me. We had been good friends since basic school, she was the one that helped me out in some difficult problems and because she was so very talkative, she always lent me a hand when I needed it. "Did you just see how Sasuke got here today? I wonder what happened to him. You should talk to him"

"Why me?"

"Because you are his best friend, of course! You know he wouldn't tell me a thing."

"Just imagine if one of them happened to drop on the middle of a silicon breast implant surgery, awesome", Kiba said, while his eyes grew open to the lazy guy and ignored Ino.

"Arg Kiba, you're an idiot", Ino said, and with that she got away. I could see Shika's eyes turn down in sadness as the blond was lost again in the torrent.

"You sure are an idiot, you asshole. She is a girl!" I protested, and at a low voice I added to dog-breath: "And now Shika lost his opportunity to be with her"

"It's not my fault he takes so long to declare himself to her, if he keeps it like this, someone else will eventually get Ino first…", he said, as we watched Shikamaru's lost gaze locked on nowhere. We all knew they liked each other. Ino wouldn't tell him because she thought it should be our lazy friend to declare himself to her, and Shikamaru wouldn't open his mouth either because he said it was too troublesome. I guess I could agree with him.

I saw someone by the corner of the eye. I paralyzed when I fully saw what had caught my attention.

"HEY! What the hell are you doing with my shirt, teme?", I think everyone with eyes turned them to me as I shouted, stopping their conversations. Explanation? The idiot was wearing one of the shirts I had stored in my locker, for PE. Why? Because since we had to rent one if we wanted to use it at all, we shared one… more like 'I used it and he rent it'… truth is I had some of my stuff there and the bastard could use it whenever the hell he felt like it.

"I'm wearing it, dobe", yea, no shit Sherlock, he rose an eyebrow, as if my question didn't make any sense. He joined us and I could see he had tried to clean himself; his shirt would probably be too dirty for that cocky bastard to wear it. And now, my black and orange shirt rested on his body. One of my favourite shirts. And it doesn't look that bad on him … How I even got that thought, I didn't know.

I waved my hand near my head like I was shoving away a bad idea and turned to him again, this time with a lower tone. "You could at least ask before you wear something mine!"

"I'm paying for the locker, your things are there, I can use them"

"Like you needed my stuff, why the hell are you using it anyway?"

"Hn", idiot, when the conversation didn't go right for him he would do that! He walked away but I wasn't satisfied with the black-haired's answer so I followed him.

I found myself on the 2nd floor, in a division which we called 'aquarium' since the walls were made of glass. We used to go there to hang out between classes. It was deserted right now, and we sat down. I chose a chair near the desk while the idiot sat near the window on the bench which was on the other side. Sasuke's gaze was lost somewhere outside the window. I'd never seen Sasuke like that; even if he sat in a relaxed way in his seat I could almost see he was tense. Something had happen, and it was disturbing the idiot very much.

"Hey, what happened for you to be wearing my shirt?", as I made my question the strange look disappeared and his face turned cold and stony again. He glared at me with his eyes half-closed and his lips tightened.

"It's not of your concern", he grumbled and turned his face away to the window again. I moved my chair near him, sitting now in front of him. That earned me a death-glare from the Uchiha, but I was kinda used to it, so it didn't affect me. "And stay away"

"Of course it is! It's my shirt after all and you're m…", why couldn't I shut my mouth up? And what was I going to say? Friend? Right… Unfortunately, it didn't get unnoticed by the teme, who suddenly got interested and glared at me again.

"I'm what?", there it was! The bastard arched his eyebrow in interest and I quickly thought of a reply.

"You're a pain in the ass, that's what"

"Hn", our eye contact broke as Sasuke sat up and left the 'aquarium', his eyes cold and stony once more. I knew him since long ago - things like missing the bus or falling down some stairs would just affect his pride, not haunt him like it was doing now.

"Wait, where are you going?", I caught up with him, as he waited outside the hallway, leaning on one of the columns.

"Three minutes until the bell ring, dobe"

"Fine, but I was talking! You still didn't answer me about that…", how my finger got connected to his chest in order to point towards my shirt - which was obviously still on his body - I don't know. We fell silent for a while, Sasuke staying still and... Well I felt myself lighting up like a Christmas tree. He looked first at my finger, and then at me, arching his damn eyebrow at me again. That was becoming a habit today!

I don't know how we got so close either. I could feel his quiet breathing near my face and I could smell his unique scent. My head felt dizzy and my knees trembled like hell when I felt a hand holding my waist, sending a shiver along my spine. Luckily, my voice was still working properly.

"What…", I started, but the bell interrupted me. Before I could notice, we were apart. I was caught by surprise and, before I could say anything else, the bastard was nearing the door, leaving me standing in the middle of the hallway. It took me some time until I could walk like a normal human being. The classroom door was still closed when I got there and our English professor would only come four minutes after, exactly by the time the second ring sounded. We didn't speak before we entered the room, nor did we after doing such. I wasn't expecting the idiot to say something, but I was still confused after what happened in the hall. Why did I blush? I didn't like him at all - how could I, we fought all the time! And why did he have to lean so close? I reached the conclusion I could still punch him in the face for making me blush like that.

After lunch we had no classes. Since it was October and we didn't have marks yet, we decided to go to Ino's for the afternoon. 'We' meaning me, Sakura, Shikamaru, Kiba and Hinata. The blonde lived nearby, so after a quick walk we stood in front of her apartment.

"We should take the stairs today, the lift is broken", she told us, greeting the doorkeeper. That meant a lot of steps, because she lived in the 8th floor. Me and Kiba quickly ran by the windowless staircase, in a race, to see who could get there first. Hell, we made a lot of noise. I missed a step and if I hadn't put my hand in front of it in time, I could have hit my face on the ground. Kiba caught the opportunity and ran past me.

"Ah-AH, you fell!", he scoff, the second after the lights switched off, the period of time the automatic light timer was programmed to keep them on having just ended which meant we had to stay in the dark until someone pressed the switch again. I hear a 'tatrumph' followed by an 'ouch' right above me and laughed.

"You okay Kiba?", I asked, chuckling. I quickly closed the distance between us and helped him get up.

"Yeah, I hurt my shin a little, but it's okay", he said, holding himself up thanks to me and the handrail.

"Is everybody okay up there?", I heard Ino ask from down under, in a muffled voice. Lights turned on shortly after, and Kiba took a look at his leg while I answered back.

"Yup, Kiba just fell"

"Shut up idiot, you fell too", I received a glare supposed to be intimidating from Kiba, but it was nothing more than an attempt.

"Boys! C'mon, quit being childish", I heard Sakura saying. The girls' footsteps where getting closer, and Kiba pulled up his jeans so he could press his hand where he had hurt himself.

"Meh, this is going to swell", he stated, as the girls appeared near us. Hinata made a surprised face and hid her open mouth behind one of her all too common hand gestures.

"Oh dear. C'mon, we'll get you some ice for that upstairs. Help him big brother", Ino said, passing by us. Since I didn't want to look like an asshole in front of Sakura, I lifted him up and helped him walk. Even so, I still heard her behind me calling us idiots for running up the stairs like a pair of monkeys. We heard a noise, probably from the key turning on the door lock close-by and once inside the blonde's house, I threw Kiba onto the sofa. The girls threw their things towards a corner and headed to the kitchen.

"Oh, my humble servant", he laugh, "I sure am the ladies man", and with that he started making himself comfortable on the sofa, with his arms on the armrest.

"Shut up, how about I kick you so both of your legs hurt, Dog-Breath?" I mocked as well, frightening him with a feint attack. He laughed and took off his backpack too. Ino came shortly after with ice on a plastic bag.

"There, put this and shut up", she said peremptorily and handing him the bag.

That afternoon was great; we saw a horror movie marathon, ate tons of popcorn and talked a lot. When I looked outside, the rain was still falling from the skies, ceaselessly. I wondered why Sasuke had arrived at school the way he did and we even talked about that. The girls were concerned about him, and begged me to find out anything I could. Who could ignore three cute pairs of eyes? I found myself agreeing with the girls, even if reluctantly. Why did I have to do all the dirty work? I didn't even care about the idiot! But when I was at home, lying in my bed, thinking about everything that had happened that day, I wasn't so sure anymore. Running up the school stairs just to ask him what had happened after class sure wasn't ignoring the events. And agreeing with the girls wasn't either. And there was the other thing. Why did I react the way I did when he pointed at my t-shirt? Why did he get that close? Why didn't he punch me away, like I and everybody else expected him to?

And what if I did care? It wasn't a bad thing… was it?