What you get when you golf
Ok well seems a bit stupid but I'm starting a story which may take a while and I've started it during exam season so chapter two will take a while. I just got this idea and wanted it down on paper. Well if ya gonna read enjoy.
Oh yer it's Yaoi just so you know.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or anything I mentioned below.
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What you get when you golf
Iruka walked up the stairs, his brown hair neatly ties up, doe eyes framed by low scowling eyebrows. He was a man on a mission, a mission to get his damn adopted son Naruto, out of his room. The determined parent stopped in front of the unaware child's door, and knocked three times.
A few grumbles, and the sound of something dropping to the floor made Iruka's delicate eyebrow rise. Soon afterwards the door opened, and out appeared a young boy nearly fully covered by a duvet, which was wrapped around his head and body. The boy had blue eyes that were sleepy, and you could tell the boy was blonde by a few spikes that slipped under the blanket cover.
"Naruto?" Iruka asked slightly worried by the boy's appearance.
"Nnn is – yawn – dinner ready?" Naruto asked.
This answer reassured Iruka and set him back on track for what he came up there for. "Naruto it's not dinner it's 2:30, I've come up here because of this" Iruka pointed at Naruto and his room, too which Naruto looked around trying to see what his adopted dad meant. "It's a Saturday and you're in your room, sleeping all this time, when you should be out doing something."
"Like?" Asked the confused Naruto.
"Like. LIKE. For goodness sake Naruto, like a sport or something, you know getting out and doing exercise." Iruka was bewildered by his son's slowness.
"EXCERSISE, what do you take me for, I am sixteen. ONE. SIX. I can't even count sixteen on my hand, and you want me in the prime of my teenage life to go out an EXCERSISE, what have you been drinki …." Before Naruto could continue Iruka grabbed Naruto by the ear and pulled him out of his room.
Naruto's blanket fell to the floor and Iruka dragged him downstairs. Iruka set Naruto down at the kitchen table and pinned him there with his piercing glare. After a few seconds Naruto began to squirm and lose eye contact with his dad too look at other things such as the interesting wallpaper. Soon the glare became to much, and the blond could feel the hairs on the back of his head standing on end.
"Fine I will do what you want." A small smile graced Iruka's lips and he had got his son to do what he wanted, although he covered it up quickly.
"Great, now I want you to take up a sport, now I know you probable want to choose so I will give you three days, if you haven't come up with one by then I know some excellent classes you could take up with Sakura, like she goes to ballet lessons." Suggested Iruka.
"Ballet no way that's for girls, nu-uh, no way, nudda, can't force me no how." Naruto exclaimed outraged by Iruka's suggestion.
"Rock Lee is part of the ballet group." The brunette countered.
"Don't worry I have three days I will think of one, don't make my decision for me." Naruto rushed, ballet was definitely something he didn't want to be seen doing especially if he had to be round fuzzy brow for too long. "Going out, I'll be back for dinner."
Naruto got off his seat and rushed up stairs. He then reappeared and came down stairs with a pair of loose black jeans, that allowed his orange boxers to peek out the top, and had a chain swinging on the left leg. Sweeping into the kitchen Naruto opened the dryer and pulled out a red top with Ripcurl written on the front and placed it over his slim, tanned torso.
"Where will you be? Oh and there's a sandwich for you in the fridge." Iruka had prepared a sandwich for the blond as he was always hungry and on the go.
Naruto went to the fridge and pulled out his sandwich. The blond smelt the contents of sandwich and nodded with a grin crossing his face. "Kiba's house, and thanks I love spicy chicken." Taking his leave down the hall Naruto continued "My phones on, I have a key, I'll be back before eleven, and yes I am wearing clean underwear, at least I think they are."
Iruka gave a small chuckle as his adopted son left through the door. He knew his son was such a good child, he just needed to be less lazy.
-- Sasuke's house --
Sasuke Uchiha at this point in time stepped into his room. The Uchiha wore tight jeans and a plain white top. He had just come back from a round of golf, none the less he had won but playing his cousin Obito wasn't much competition it had to be said, although the boy did try for a beginner. Well his cousin wasn't into that kind of sport anyway; it required patience, concentration and no loud noise, none of these the other Uchiha had been able to keep.
Sasuke brushed his hand through his dark hair, and lay on the bed. He was just tired enough to fall to sleep if he was lucky and have wonderful dreams about a certain blond that always caught his attention at school. One Uzumaki Naruto, the boy had wonderfully bright hair that was yellow like the sun, unlike a certain pink colour that made his blood run cold. His crush also had intense blues eyes and three scars on each of his cheeks.
Unfortunately the blackette had a high status and there school. He was popular, while the boy he strived for was of a low status. Sasuke also knew that his popular so called 'friends' pushed Uzumaki and his friend Kiba around. That reminded him of Kiba, he was always around even after school, and it made 'accidentally' knocking into the blond boy nearly impossible.
Shifting slightly for a more comfortable position, Sasuke shut his eyes anticipating his fantasies. Before he could even get to sleep his pocket vibrated. Sasuke reached in and pulled out his phone and flipped it up. Neji, one of his real friends, who like him didn't believe in bullying other kids even if they appeared of lower status, and also like him liked a person who many looked down upon, had text him. 'cum 2 town meet u ther b quik btw low cred'. (for the txt knowledge deprived people this reads : Come to town, I will meet you there be quick and by the way I'm low on phone credit.)
Sasuke huffed, flipped around on his bed a few times before getting up. He wanted to rest and think about Naruto, but if he left Neji then his long haired friend would wait for him and when the blackette didn't turn up ignore him for a week then unleash a weeks worth of talk about the student of his dreams which had been suppressed all week because Sasuke couldn't be asked to take the bus and meet him. Thinking about this Sasuke weighed his options, pissed Neji for Naruto fantasies or get to talk about him for a while and spend time with one of the only people he can spend over an hour with. Well it was a difficult decision, but Sasuke decided on the second one, talking about the blond was nearly as good as dreaming of him.
Picking up his keys and slipping his phone back into his pocket not bothering to text Neji back, Sasuke made his way out of his room, down the stairs and out of his house. On the way, Sasuke didn't hear the sound of any parent or brother on the way just as he was use to. After exiting through the large steel gates, the teen turned his IPod on and continued on to the bus stop, Papa Roach – Getting away with murder pounding in his ear. Yeah, that's right Sasuke is a popular, rich kid golfer but underneath Sasuke was a regular teen. Well pretty regular.
-- On some street --
Naruto walked in a fast pace. His head was down and he kept repeating "Sport, sport what would be fun, easy and keep Iruka happy, plus must not require too much energy. Sport, sport."
Thinking up idea was hard enough but there was no sport Naruto actually liked, well he hadn't really tried any. Believe him it's more fun to hide out in the library reading the 'Harry Potter' books then attend P.E, that he was certain of.
With his head down Naruto had failed to see the other dark haired boy turning the corner. The other boy had also been staring at the ground, thinking of a certain blond, to recognise that blond coming round the corner. So it was a certainty that they would collide and it was just a funny result that they both fell on their arses.
"Hey you cun .." Sasuke gasped as he was about to insult his crush, and the poor thing had fell on his cute bottom. To say Sasuke was at a loss for words after seeing the sex god was very accurate he couldn't utter a word.
Naruto spotted Sasuke as soon as he looked up. He had just hit, what the most popular kid at his school. The blond quickly looked round for any of the popular kids who regularly use him as a punch bag they would surely beat him to a pulp, for hitting the best looking guy in school. Thank god it was only the blackette he could either fend for himself, take the beating the Uchiha would deliver to him, or run away and hide in Kiba's trash cans.
The Uchiha boy had gotten off the ground, and brushed dust off his front. When he looked down to see Uzumaki still on the floor looking up into his eyes, with a hint of fear washed across his face, Sasuke became confused. He extended his hand to the other boy to help him up, although he was sure his hand was probable clamming up, well he was barely a step away from his dream boyfriend.
Sasuke's hand came towards Naruto, and the blond new what was coming next. Uchiha was going to hit him, well he wasn't going to take it, the other teen was leaving himself open, and he'd prefer not to get a bruise that Iruka would later question.
Before Sasuke could react Naruto took his wrist turned it and pushed him to the floor, then straddled him. Sasuke couldn't contain his breath with Naruto on top of him, his mind flickered to little episodes in his mind of fantasies of Naruto taking charge over him. This would have been perfect if A. Naruto hadn't slammed his back on the floor, and was gripping his wrist so tightly B. this was a public path, there were all kinds of germs, spit and gum on the floor and C. if Naruto was actually sitting on him for the reason Sasuke wanted him to be sitting on him for alas that was probable never to happen, well at this precise minute.
Sasuke was still confused as to why he was on the floor he simply wanted to help the other boy up. Naruto saw that the blackette wasn't making any struggle; in fact he was just looking at him with one eyebrow raised.
"Excuse me I'm underneath you." Sasuke pointed out, a smirk edging at his lips.
"Errr, aren't you gonna hurt me you know like push me around, I just knocked you over." Naruto lost his grip on the boy's wrists as he replied nervously, as Sasuke didn't seem to want to hurt him, although he kept sitting on him, for safety.
Sasuke looked Uzumaki up and down, partly to check him out; he had rarely been this close and never been able to appreciate it as much, and also to see if he was genuinely alright although he'd never say that out loud. Taking in the fact that Naruto had let go of his wrists, he thought the boy knew he wasn't going to hurt him, so he lifted his torso and placed his arms behind him to lean on. This way he was more comfortable and could be very close to the blond's face. Sasuke also took in the fact that Naruto was still straddling him, nestled quite comfortable on his crotch, with all his weight. Sasuke thanked the gods for two things 1. Naruto was pretty light and 2. He could control his little penis who at this point was begging to feel friction and show itself.
An comfortable silence had fell on the two, Sasuke was captivated by Naruto's beaty up close, and Naruto was too busy trying to remember what he was thinking about before he fell over, too bust thinking to notice he was still on Sasuke, and the blackette wasn't about to remind him. Suddenly the thought crosses Naruto's mind and he shouted "oh yer I gotta choose a sport." Sasuke didn't expect that nor did he expect the sudden mistake head butt Naruto gave him and he turned his head.
Because of the hit Sasuke's back was against the floor and Naruto was apologising profusely. "Oh God I'm sorry, ah crap I didn't mean to" in his frantic state the blond got off Sasuke and helped him up, looking at the forehead he hit, defiantly noticing the height advantage Sasuke had over him.
"I'm alright, fool. Ahhh wait what's sport for?" Sasuke asked his interest perked.
"I'm no fool, bastard. Oh and the sport, I have too pick one in three days to play for a why bastard." A wide grin spread over Naruto's face, and he scratched the back off his head.
Sasuke loved this little habit of the blonds he also liked the face splitting grin he plastered over his face. "Golf is a good sport." It was a long shot but Sasuke had to try.
"Pft no that is such a boring sport." Naruto had a set idea on what golf was and the people who played it, plus the clothes were horrible. "Oh shet, errr I'm sorry I've got to go, I'm Naruto by the way, bastard."
"I'm Sasuke; you fool, and think about it, I can give you a card for a golfing course." Sasuke offered hopefully.
"Ok then sure" Sasuke got out a card from his pocket, he knew they would come in handy one day, on the back of it he wrote a number.
"The number on the back is mine, you could call me or something sometime, only if you want to you know" Sasuke was hitting himself inside he just babbled.
"OK sure" A little blush came across Naruto's face and he didn't mean it he didn't even know what he was blushing about. He took the card and said good bye before running off.
As Naruto ran off he thought of different sports that could be interesting not even giving golf a second thought. While Sasuke walked off he thought he had a lot to tell Neji.
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Wow this took a while I was kind of getting bored near the end and how many times did I use the name Sasuke and Naruto, well it was hard. In other chapter's I'll probable use character POVs.
Oh and tell me who you want Neji to like, and I might choose that pairing.