An average room painted in powder blue accommodated a single bed, which had a yellow-orange comforter over a thin white one and a red pillow, that was placed at the far right corner, perpendicular to an open window with pale yellow curtains drawn open. Below the window was a study table, which atop it were scattered and crumbled papers, pens, and notes that reached the foot of the desk and surrounding the blue swivel chair that faced opposite of bed. Next to the table; at the left was a trashbin, and an orange wardrobe that covered half of the left side wall and a yellow hamper. The floor was a shade or two lighter than the walls, and three rectangular red carpets; one by the door, the other at the foot of bed, and the last one at the foot of study table where some crumbled papers were.
There was a clicking noise coming from the door, which had the shade as the floor and the knob was of an old times classical doorknob. Not a moment later, the door was unlocked and it creaked briefly as it was being pushed in enough for someone to slip in and closed it again with a soft thud. The person who came in was a young man in his mid-teens with short, unruly blonde hair, a pair of round, cornflower eyes, and a healthy tanned skin tone. The teen wore light gray button up shirt, which sleeves were rolled up past the elbows, tucked in black trousers and under a black vest, which was left unbuttoned, though the black bow tie remained loose around the collar.
The teen had dropped his orange with red swirls backpack on the floor on his way to the bed, where dropped his person on, facing the ceiling. He let out an exhausted sigh and brought his left arm up to cover his face.
Silence dominated the entire room as cool breeze of the upcoming winter came in through the window that had the curtains sway in for a moment.
Lips quivered from either the breeze or something else though one could tell it was the latter. What, only the teen knew.
"Naruto? Son, is something wrong?" a muffled feminine voice reached the young man's room.
Sighing yet again, the blonde helped himself up and replied, "I'm fine, mom! Just a tad bit tired from school." before getting out of the bed and crouching to pick up the scattered papers on the floor. He then crumbled those in one ball, and shoot it in the trashbin like a three-pointer shooter would in a basketball.
Leaving the mess on the table, the blonde teen made his way to his wardrobe and quickly removed his apparel, tossing each in the hamper. And then, he pulled open the wardrobe, picked the first shirt and pants his hand found, and dressed into plain black shirt and orange sweats. Once comfortable at his choice of ckothing, he moved his feet, walking towards the door and out of the room.
"How's your school, son?" asked a man with the same distinct features as the teen, who had just came down the stairs, only the former was at least twenty five years older and had sharper eyes.
"Fine." Naruto shrugged. "Nothing new." he said silently as he watched his father removed his beige suit, hanged it on the hanger stand, and lossened his blue tie around his neck, before picking up his suiutcase that he had settled on the floor. "Are you not early, dad?" he asked.
"Well, thanks to your godfather our negotiation with the investor was ruined, so I have nothing else to do besides spending Friday's afternoon with you and your mother." the man smiled whilst approaching his son. "Now, let's see what your mom had prepared for tea time." he said as he draped an arm around his son's shoulders and brought him to the living room, where he left his suitcase on the couch and sat on it with his son.
Looking at Naruto, the man noticed something was not quite right with the teen, who was uncharacteristically quiet.
"Something's bothering you." the older man stated.
"No. It's nothing." replied Naruto, gazing at his hands on his lap.
"You didn't sound believable, Naruto."
Hesitantly, the teen said, "...I...I failed my prelim in math..." knowing the other one could catch a lie.
"Well..." the man leaned back as he crossed his arms behind his head. "It's fine. You still have midterms and finals to catch up. You can do it."
"...yeah."
Even though what Naruto had told his father was the truth, it was not that bothered him the most.
I have this growing feeling in my chest that confuses me.
"Oh! You're early, Minato!" a female voice entered the living room.
The man, Minato, and Naruto turned to their left and saw a woman, wearing a light green sleeveless dress under a rose pink apron. She had long vibrant red hair that reached down her waist, fair skin, and round purple eyes. Apart from her appearance, she was carrying a tray of vanilla drop cookies.
Walking farther in, the woman listened to Minato retelling her of his reason of being early as she placed the tray atop the coffee table.
"That's a shame, hon." sympathized the woman, settling beside Minato to his left. Looking past the man, she asked her son to bring the tea in, which Naruto did obiently.
Monday arrived so soon, and Naruto found himself in his school uniform, looking neat. He was currently at the front of theater room where he watched the girls in lethards and leggings with white tutu practiced some routines through a small quadratic glass on the wooden door. For some unfathomable reason, he wanted to see the end of the dance.
"Hey, Naruto!" someone, a male, called out loudly, surprising Naruto.
Stepping back, Naruto turned to his left to see someone he knew jogged in his direction and stopped a feet before him.
"Kiba. You know running in hallway is forbidden, and why you don't have you vest and tie on?" Naruto reprimanded lightly.
"Nah, who cares with the school's policy? We're graduating and they could not fine us by deducting our grades or give us some penalty. It'd spell a trouble. You know they don't like seeing us again next school year. Besides, no one's around." the brunette shrugged; his cat-like eyes staring to the theater room through the glass Naruto had been looking through. "Waiting for your girlfriend."
"Idiot! I don't have one!" Naruto snapped.
Kiba asked after turning his attention to the blonde, "Why not? You should get one. Most of our peers already have their partners."
"Me being single doesn't mean I have to follow the flow, y'know?" annoyed, Naruto frowned at Kiba.
"Don't say that... You know what? Why don't you date Hinata?"
"The dark and weird girl?'
"Hey! Don't insult her!" yelled Kiba.
"I'm not."
"Yes, you are."
"No."
"Yes!"
"I said I'm not, Kiba. Stop being so immature!"
"Hah! Look who's talking! When did you mature?"
"...uhm... Well, I am mature than you!'
"No, you're an idiot, Naruto."
"Shut up! You idiot!"
"Don't call me that!"
Meanwhile, the ballet instructor, who was wearing the same as the class, heard yelling outside the theater room, ruining their prractice. And so, telling her class to stay put, she walked out and the yelling intensified. Not pleased at being disturbed, she exclaimed, "WILL YOU TWO SHUT UP!" at the top of her lungs only to receive, "YOU SHUT UP!" from the two quarelling boys before they resumed on insulting one another until they realized their mistake.
Naruto and Kiba fell in silence abruptly, and slowly turned their heads to meet the ballet instructor glaring daggers at their forehgeads as though willing the boys to drop dead.
"Office. Now." the ballet instructor snarled lowly.
Later that afternoon, Naruto had gotten out of the office after receiving a red card as a warning sign along with Kiba. Should either of them found disobeying the school's policy, they would not be able to march on graduation day. And so, in order to not bring shame on his parents, the blonde teen made up his mind to be more careful whenever Kiba was around.
Picking up and shouldering his bag as he stood, Naruto walked to the back of the classroom and exited through the second door with the flow of his fellow classmates as the class had ended not a minute ago. The hallway was packed with students and some teachers, rushing to get home, and Naruto found it difficult to move. Tch. Just how many students are here in third floor?. Naruto complained internally. Despite the slow motion, the blonde teen reached the male's room and entered it with a haste.
Naruto sighed in relief. Thankfully it's empty here. I'll just wait five minutes before going out. He thought, and while standing he caught himself in the mirror. Turning to fully face his reglection, he noted how oily his face was and when he touched his skin it felt slippery, which he found disgusting and made him look ugly. He stepped closer to the mirror and put his bag on the lavatory. The bag was then zipped open by the blonde, and fished out a small white bottle of powder. And then, reaching his right hand to his back pocket, Naruto pulled out an orange handkerchief, which he used to wipe his face with, before applying some powder.
"Now I'm looking fresh!" Naruto smiled at his reflection, before putting away the things he had used.
"So, you finally found out, Dickless."
Naruto whirled to his right where the voice originated, not expecting anyone to come in. "Sai!" he said. "What're you doing here?"
"What else? I'm here to relieve myself." Sai, who had pale skin, short and silky black hair, and a matching dark eyes, said as he went opposite of where Naruto was standing. "You finally came out. And since you did, I'm not going to call you Dickless anymore." he opened the fly of his trousers. "I'm going to call you Sunshine."
"Sunshine!? The hell are you talking 'bout?"
Sai looked over his left shoulder. "Oh, so you didn't?"
"Didn't what?" Naruto scowled.
Zipping up his pants, Sai faced Naruto. The dark haired one moved closer, enough that he can put his right hand on the blonde's left shoulder. Sai had a serious look on his face as he said, "That you're gay, Sunshine."
"WHAT!? I-I'm not gay, Sai! What the fuck!? How can you say that?" exclaimed the blonde, moving away from the other with wide eyes.
"You're not? Well, for starters you were applying powder."
"Applying powder doesn't mean I'm gay. I'm straight as a wooden footrule."
"Why don't you tell me what you were feeling then; whenever you saw those girls in catwalk last semester, whenever we guys hanging out and you saw those beautiful female shoes, and recently, at the theater room."
"Are you stalking me!?" asked a mortified Naruto.
"No. It just happened that I was there." Sai smiled. "Now, tell me honestly, Naruto. What do you feel?"
Naruto shifted his weight. Without looking at Sai as he was compelled to look on the tiled floor, he said, "I have this unexplainable growing feeling inside of me. I dunno what it is."
"Then, try wearing your mom's bra and undies." suggested Sai in which Naruto protested that he was not a pervert. "It's just an experiment to see what your sexual orientaion is. I was just trying to help you out here." and with that said, Sai left the male's room, leaving a frozen Naruto as the blonde contemplated on what Sai had told him.
"I'm not gay, am I?"
There was no mirror in Naruto's room that he could use to see his whole reflection except the small elongated one in his bathroom, thus he went to his parents' room and brought the whole body mirror from his parents' to his room without his parents' notice since they were still at work.
Standing in front of the mirror, Naruto looked at his reflection. He was still wearing his uniform.
Naruto was average in height, had a slim yet firm stature, and quite attractive. He did not see himself as gay even though he imagined himself in some kind of gown.
"I'm a proud male." Naruto pouted at his reflection. "Maybe I'm bisexual, but gay? No. There IS no way." he paused in his rants. "Should I try Sai's suggestion? But I'll use mom's dress, and not her lingerie."
With that in mind, Naruto walked out of his room, and returned not three minutes ago in his mother's beautiful lilac night gown. Closing the door and locking it, the blonde teen went to see his person in the mirror. There, he stood in silence for half a minute, before going out and coming back some seconds later with shoulder-length curly red hair.
Naruto had one of his mother's wig collection on him, hiding his blonde hair.
"Oh my God. I think I like seeing myself in this kind of clothes." Naruto whispered to the air as he stared wide eyed at the mirror.
Naruto surpassed his mother in terms of woman's beauty.