AN: So this is the first story I'm acually posting. I feel so exited. I hope you'll like it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of the other caraters from Naruto, they all belong to Masashi Kishimoto. I do however own Naru-Chan (my beloved laptop) and a whole bunch of other objects named after the caracters in Naruto.
Warnings: Shonen-Ai (meaning boyXboy for those who don't know), violence, angst, bad laugage. (I'm basically writing this story as it comes so I dunno if there'll be other warnings in the future)
Parings: SasuNaru, KibaSaku and others but they aren't very main in the current development plus some are currently un-decided some will be mainly hinted.
Beta'ed by: Ai'Kirai
Stumbling into nothing
Chapter 1 - New family members and the beautiful voice
(Sasuke pov)
I dedicated Kiba yet another glare and turned up the volume of my mp3-player another bit. He was lying on the mattress on my floor, reading some magazine loudly and explaining every single joke as he got to them. I had told him for about the billionth time that day that I didn't care. But did he listen? No! I didn't mind as much as I pretended to though. I guess that was what it was like with someone you had known since the age of three; you got too used to them, and no matter how different lives you were living, how different you became, they could still lay on a mattress in your room, reading comic books just the same way as they had when you were nine and still cared for the content of those goddamn books. The good thing with those kinds of friends were that you also knew that two years from now it would still be like that, no matter how much the both of you would change. They would always be there, as something constant. Unlike everything else in my messed up life that kept changing. And I didn't like changes, not at all.
"So, when are those new family members coming?" Kiba asked and pulled one of the headphones out of my ear.
I shrugged at him, not bothering to answer, and put the headphone back in, turning up the volume yet again.
Yes, those new family members; the latest addition to the nowadays miles long list of changes occurring. The last year they had been so many that I wasn't even sure anymore how life had been before.
It all began with Itachi going of to college in the beginning of the year, a change that didn't bother me all that much. Most eighteen year olds do that. It was something normal. Something expected. Something I was prepared for.
The next thing on the other hand wasn't. One day at dinner my mom had simply explained to me and dad that she had met someone else and that she was leaving. Not something normal. Not expected. And defiantly not something I was prepared for. After a large fight between mum and dad at the table, over the chief's famous duck breast and an expensive bottle of white wine, while I was clearly still present, my mum went of to pack. She told me when father wasn't present that I could come with her if I wanted to. Her new boyfriend wouldn't mind. When I refused she had kissed me on the forehead, corrected my bangs a bit and gave me a big hug, telling me that if I ever wanted, or needed, to come live with her I could. I was always welcome to come visit, if just for the weekend or a few hours. Then she had been gone. I visited her a few times, but I stayed with dad. She was happy with her new life. Her boyfriend was an alright guy too, even thought I still hated him. He did ruin my life as I was used to it.
Dad on the other hand wasn't happy. Even though he and mum hadn't been in love for a very long time, if ever, her leaving was still a painful blow to him. If nothing else then at the very least to his pride. He changed a lot, and suddenly one day he told me we were moving to an apartment downtown. The mansion life, surrounded by servants, was apparently not for us anymore he told me. Why the hell not? I wondered. I still do.
Then we moved here. Since neither one of us are really the homemaking type (I'm pedantic though, so it does look clean) we still have a lot of boxes everywhere, and we mostly live on takeout.
And then it was the latest addition. Dad met this new woman at work. Suddenly he became all happy he too, and now she was moving in here with her two kids. I directed a glare at the bed on the other side of the room after that thought. Since the girl got the spare bedroom, the guy was going to share this room with me. Whoopee! Thank you, dad. Thank you so very much. Now I have to share a room with my new brother whom I don't know, or want to get to know for that matter. My glare grew more vicious at the thought of how they where arriving today, any minute now.
Almost on queue with that thought, dad shouted;
"Sasuke! Get out here and greet Naomi and her kids." From the tone of his voice, that I could only vaguely hear trough the music, I realized that he was indeed serious and if I wouldn't do as I was told, there would be consequences. With dad there were always consequences.
I sighed and pulled out the earplugs, stepping out of the room, Kiba practically bouncing behind me from excitement.
Kiba thought that my family was much more interesting than his. The only thing they ever did was to go off to Agility competitions, leaving him to stay at my place over the weekends, or even full weeks every once in awhile (the reason he was here now by the way). Since they didn't believe that all that traveling would be good for his grades his dog Akamaru also stayed with us during those times. He and my dad apparently found each other sometime after mum's departure and he usually spent all the time he was staying at our place following my dad around (except when Kiba called for him, then he came running within seconds). As we turned around the corner, except for the painful lack of bedrooms this was a large apartment, I heard an unfamiliar voice.
"You have a dog?" The voice asked. For some odd reason I really liked that voice. It was a soft male voice that for some reason was really pleasant to listen to.
"Nah," Dad answered. "Akamaru is Sasuke's friend Kiba's dog. They're currently staying at our place. They are staying in the room you and Sasuke share. I hope you don't mind."
"No, no problem," the voice said. "I love dogs. Thought my cat might not," he finished, a slight hint of panic in his beautiful voice, (what the heck was wrong with me? Had I just developed a liking for my stepbrother's voice?) As we came into the hallway I was faced with my father's and three other persons' smiling faces. A pink haired woman with light green eyes, her daughter whom was a younger copy of her and the son, who looked completely different. He was blond with the clearest, sky blue eyes I'd ever seen. Uh-huh, now there was clearly something wrong with me; I didn't just like his voice but his eyes too now. I shrugged it off and walked over to them.
Kiba, who had also heard the previous conversation, turned to the boy. "Don't worry about it, Akamaru gets along fine whit cats"
The boy smiled a bit and scratched his neck a bit awkwardly.
"Actually, It's more Kyuubi I'm worried about." The boy sighed. "He doesn't really get along with anyone or anything."
The girl nodded in agreement. "Uh-huh, Naruto's cat isn't very friendly exactly."
Kiba smiled at them. "Well neither is Sasuke, but I've been friends with him ever since we were three, and Akamaru gets along fine with the bastard too."
I glared at Kiba coldly, but he just smiled at me, ignoring my glare.
"Still doubt he'll get along with Kyuubi. He only likes Naruto," The girl said to Kiba, giggling a bit.
The woman turned to me, stretching out her hand. "You must be Sasuke," She said with a smile. I nodded and shook her hand.
"Mrs. Haruno I presume?" I answered politely.
"Please, call me Naomi," she said, then eyed the kids with a sharp glint in here eye. "Your manners," she mumbled, as she turned to shake Kiba's hand.
"Sakura," the girl said, shaking my hand with a small smile on her lips. She then turned to greet Kiba, while Naruto greeted me.
"I'm Naruto," he said, his hand clasping mine. His skin felt much warmer than mine. For a short moment our eyes met and I felt my heart beat faster, then it was all gone as he turned to greet Kiba.
"Which grades are you guys in?" Kiba asked the girl, or Sakura as she was named apparently.
"Oh." She smiled. "We're both sophomores."
"Really? That's the same as Sasuke and me" Kiba asked, obviously surprised. "Are you guys twins? 'Cause you don't really look alike."
Sakura shook her head.
"No, where actually not even biologically related," she said.
"Huh?" Kiba asked.
"Well, you see…" This time it was Naruto speaking. "My mum and Sakura's were really close friends. So when my parents died, Naomi took care of me and my brother." There was a slight hint of sadness in his voice as he spoke, but he quickly covered it up with a smile. Though Sakura seemed to have noticed it too, because her hand flew up to his hair, which she softly ruffled a bit to offer comfort. He gave her half a smile as if to say; "Don't worry, I'm okay."
"Well," dad said, "Chinese or Pizza for dinner?"
"Pizza!" both Kiba and Naruto shouted simultaneously. They both turned to each other, eyeing the other surprisedly and then both started laughing at the exact same moment. I almost felt a sigh crawl up my throat. Great, my new stepbrother/roommate had the same personality as Kiba. Wasn't one of them enough?
"Any objections?" My dad asked jokingly. Seriously, what had happened to him? He used to be mister serious. Hadn't cracked one joke during my childhood.
Naomi smiled at him and shook her head. Since neither me nor Sakura said a word he nodded to himself and went into the kitchen to call after asking everyone for their orders.
After he had exited the room Naomi rubbed her hands together and smiled at her kids.
"Well, we should carry up the rest of our stuff," she told them. Her voice was sugary sweet, but by the way both Sakura and Naruto quickly nodded and went out to the door I sensed it wasn't a request but an order.
"Would you guy's like to help?" She asked us, still smiling.
"Sure," Kiba offered.
She turned to me. I stood silent. Sadly I hadn't noticed my dad re-enter the room.
"Sasuke," his voice said threateningly. I sighed.
"Yeah, no problem." With that, both Kiba and I exited, following Sakura and Naruto to the car. They both smiled at us as we showed up.
"I didn't think mum would make you help," Sakura said. "She's usually very nice to people she doesn't know."
"Nah, she just asked, I offered to help and Sasuke was forced by Mr. Uchiha," Kiba said with a slight laughter.
Naruto had turned away from us and was speaking soothingly to something in the car. As he turned I saw he was holding a cat of a dark orange color that looked almost red, with the same pattern as a fox; white stomach, face, belly and paws. The cat glared at us all with evil looking eyes as it meowed complainingly to Naruto. He smiled slightly.
"This is Kyuubi. He isn't very friendly right now because he doesn't like traveling or being in his cat carrier."
"Who are you kidding?" Sakura asked. "That cat is never friendly."
Naruto just glared at her curtly and then went back to stroking the cat on the head, mumbling soothing words. It almost looked like the cat smirked triumphantly at Sakura, but it might just be me imagining things.
After a lot of caring boxes up and down the stairs the pizza arrived, and we ate. Dad and Naomi embarrassed us all by spending the dinner flirting and feeding each other. They were quite disgusting, really.
Kiba and Naruto apparently found that they had a lot in common and spent the dinner discussing different pranks they'd pulled at their teachers, which left me to talk to Sakura. Well I had no actual need (or desire) to speak to her, but apparently she felt the need to hold a conversation. I learned a lot of uninteresting facts from her. For example where her father lived with his new wife and son, that Naruto's brother was named Haku and had gone off to college, and how it looked where they used to live. But from the conversation I also heard a bitterness over the move and at her mother, and from what she was saying I realized that she and Naruto probably were just as pleased as me with having them live here. Which was not at all by the way.
I found myself asking a lot of questions about Naruto for some reason. After a while Sakura started to look at me suspiciously. What? I was going to share a room with the guy. What the hell was wrong with wanting to learn something about him? It had absolutely nothing to do with the fact that he had a beautiful voice or the most amazing eyes I've ever seen. Nope, nothing to do with that. Nothing at all.
After dinner we all watched a movie, one of those stupid romantic comedies(1). Dad and Naomi were still being disgusting. This time by feeding each other popcorn. Kyuubi got into a fight with Akamaru and Kiba and Naruto spent half the movie arguing about who's fault it was (and not if it was Kiba's or Naruto's by the way. Nuh-uh, they fought over whether or not it was Kyuubi's or Akamaru's. Seriously, some people were really way too ridiculous when it came to their pets). They kept on fighting until Sakura hit them both in the head and gave them some quite unfriendly threats regarding what she would do to them and their pets if they didn't shut up and let her watch the movie. Which she was really the only one watching.
Eventually it was late enough to go to bed and we all went to our rooms. Since we only had two bathrooms and one of them was at the moment occupied by certain parents, whom were most probably doing quite embarrassing stuff, we all ended up fighting over one bathroom. Sakura took way too long and she ended up having an argument with Kiba over it. She just shook her head at him and said something along the line of that since she was a girl it was her right.
As we listened to Kiba and Sakura arguing over the bathroom Naruto pulled out a deck of cards and asked me if I wanted to play. When I just looked at him confusedly he smiled and said that he was used to having to wait for the bathroom, since both his brother and Sakura spent a very unhealthy amount of time in that particular room. He told me it was worst during morning though and that he always woke up early so he could get there before them. Otherwise he'd miss the first class. As he smiled at me I felt my heart speed up yet again. What the hell was wrong with me?
After almost an hour of playing cards finally Sakura was done, and shortly after that Kiba. Naruto eyed me questioningly. I shrugged and he went first, finishing his bathroom duties surprisingly quickly. I guess that was something he had learned too. I went last into the bathroom, quickly washing my face before peeing (Yeah, I do that. I'm only human. Unlike those certain people in books that never seem to need that. Okay, so maybe they did it behind the scenes or whatever, but in some books you just get the feeling they actually don't pee). I washed my hands and then I brushed my teeth and changed into my navy-blue PJs. Even thought I was only gone for about 15 minutes both Naruto and Kiba were already asleep in their respective bed's—in Kiba's case mattress—when I got back to my room (I still considered it my room even thought it was Naruto's too now). Kiba slept with Akamaru at his feet and Naruto with Kyuubi rolled up like a ball on his stomach(2). I crawled down under the covers, closing my eyes. Since falling asleep wasn't exactly a talent of mine, I listened to the others breathing. Kiba and his dog where snoring like usual, though not very loud, thankfully. Underneath all that noise I eventually heard Naruto's low breathing. I found myself listening to it, becoming more and more peaceful, and a warm feeling entered my chest. As the thoughts I hadn't worked trough properly this evening entered my brain, all passing by quickly, they stopped at one thing; Naruto, his voice, his eyes, his smile, his soft breathing from the other end of the room. And then the insight came to me. Oh God. I felt my breath hitch in my throat. Oh God. Fuck, I liked Naruto. And not like in the way of liking his personality as a friend. He was way too alike Kiba and quite annoying. Not as annoying as Kiba, but almost there.
No not liking like that. I liked him. Oh fuck. I already knew I was gay, and I had gotten over the issue with that even though my family would take it badly if I told them. I had come to the realization at a biology lesson when we had the flowers and bees thing. Since our biology teacher was a big pervert, he had showed us a lot of pictures of naked men and women. I came to the realization as I noticed that certain part of my anatomy getting hard as we were watching the naked males, while I just felt bored looking at the naked women. Practically all the other guys in my class were drooling. Well, technically Kiba was the only one actually drooling. He does adopt way too much behavior from those dogs. When I tried to point out that he was drooling the only response I got was "Oh...That's nice to hear" said with a distant voice, as though he wasn't listening at all. Though some of the other guys were looking quite amusing too.
The only one, except for me, that had looked completely unaffected was that creepy guy, Gaara. He just played with some sand he'd got from somewhere (wherefrom, I didn't want to know), looking completely unaffected. But I was pretty sure that guy was an asexual.
Back to the current problem. I had no problem being gay. The problem was that the first guy I ever liked was first of all as straight as Kiba (I had heard them discussing the hotness of some supermodel earlier so I was pretty sure) and secondly living in my room. And also, added to that, my new stepbrother. I couldn't have found I worse person to like, honestly.
Suddenly I noticed that I had been watching the contours of his body in the darkness while I was thinking. I was about to turn around as I heard a voice, his voice, mumbling.
"Sasuke? Are you awake?"
I swallowed praying that he hadn't noticed me watching him.
"Yeah?" I asked hesitantly.
"You have sleeping problems too?" he asked.
I eyed him confusedly trough the darkness. Wasn't he sleeping just a minute ago? He seemed to hear my thoughts and answered; "I know I was asleep just a minute ago, but I'm a very light sleeper. I wake up from the smallest sounds."
I nodded, though unsure if he saw it in the darkness.
"You wanna play some cards?" he asked.
"Sure" I answered. There was no chance in hell I would fall asleep now anyway. I felt his smile more than saw it in the darkness as we went out to the kitchen to play without waking up Kiba.
We played in silence. Neither of us seemed to have a need to speak, which surprised me quite a bit. Naruto was obviously a very talkative person. But it felt comfortable like that. No pointless chatter, and so I didn't ask about it.
After a while Naruto's cat joined us, crawling up on Naruto's lap where her rolled into a ball. We sat like that for hours, the only noise heard being that of the cards moving against the table and the small, soft purr Naruto's cat made from time to time.
For some strange reason, this was the first time since my mum had announced at dinner that she was moving out that I felt like I belonged, like I was where I supposed to be. I chose not to analyze it right then though, much the same way as I chose not to think about he line of thoughts I had had earlier tonight. They were both something I needed to think trough in private. Definitely not while Naruto was present.
Suddenly our comfortable silence was interrupted when Naomi entered the kitchen. She was already finished with filling a glass with water from the faucet when she noticed us. Sighing heavily, she turned to Naruto.
"You're not sleeping again, huh?"
Before Naruto had chance to answer the question, the answer was obvious anyway, she continued.
"You need sleep Naruto. We've already had this conversation. Go back to bed now." Her voice was sharp, but behind the strict tone I heard a clear hint of worry and care. Naruto looked at her sadly. Though the clearest emotion in his eyes was fear.
"You know I can't," he said lowly.
"Naruto..." She sighed again and then shook her head to herself. "Don't make me call your brother and tell him about this," was all she said, and at that Naruto almost flew of the chair, hurrying back to bed. Naomi turned to me.
"I know I'm not your parent and have no right to tell you what to do, but my guess is that your parents would want you to go back to bed too," she said. Then she eyed the clock.
"It's five AM, so I'm actually pretty certain your parents would want you to sleep now," she finished. She swallowed the last bit of water in her glass before going back to bed.
I sighed. Since Naruto had gone back to bed I found no purpose in staying in the kitchen. Besides, if I understood Naomi correctly dad was coming out here any second now to tell me to go back to bed, so I got up with a sigh and headed back to bed.
I woke to loud yelling.
"Hey, you've been in there for over an hour! Get the fuck out! I need to fucking pee," Kiba's voice yelled.
"Like I care. I'm not done. You just have to wait," Sakura's voice yelled back. I heard a small giggle from the other side of the room. Naruto sat on his bed, playing some game on his game boy, a small smile on his lips. He for some reason found Kiba and Sakura's argument amusing. I almost felt like smiling at him, but then my eyes moved on as I noticed the mess he must have caused trying to find his game boy. The boxes on his side of the room were all turned upside down. As was his bags, other objects and clothing, covering the whole floor. I felt anger boil inside me, but remembered what my brother always told me; to count to ten whenever you think you might do something rash due to anger.
One...
"Get the fuck out, princess pink!"
Two...
"No chance in hell dog boy. I'm not done yet."
Three...
"Then get bloody done then! You obviously have a great need for your beauty products to look even half descent, but over using them won't help; you're ugly beyond salvation"
Four...
"What did you say?! Oh you're so gonna regret that when I get out. Which, by the way, isn't soon"
Five...
"Get the fuck out right now, you fucking bitch, I need to pee."
Six...
"In your dreams dog boy. Go pee on a fire post or something."
Seven...
"I'm not a dog! You... you... you! Get out of the bathroom!"
Eight...
"The doggie is starting to lose his creativity, huh? Then can you just shut up and leave me alone?"
Nine...
"Look, bitch, I need the bathroom. Get the fuck out!"
Ten.
I heard another giggle from Naruto and felt my fists clench as I looked at the mess he caused. I had counted, but I still felt like screaming and so I did.
"What The Fuck Did You Do To My Room?!" I didn't yell very loud just loud enough for Naruto to hear me over the much louder screams from the hall and bathroom, but I put extra emphasize on every word, just to make myself clear.
He looked up from his game, staring at me surprisedly.
"Clean it up loser!" I yelled, a bit louder this time. I saw his eyes narrowing as he came to a realization and then started yelling too.
"First of all, don't call me loser, bastard!"
Bastard? I almost felt like laughing. He sounded just like Kiba. That guy always called me bastard. But he had no right insulting me. He was the one who caused this mess in my room.
"Oh, loser, I can call you whatever I want. Now clean the fucking mess up."
"Second of all," he continued, ignoring me. "What do you mean your room? I live here too now!" At that I felt a chill run down my spine. It was true; it wasn't just my room anymore. But that still didn't mean he could mess it up like this. It was still at least partly my room, and if I wanted things tidy I could have them fucking tidy.
"Still doesn't mean you have the right to throw stuff all over the floor. Now clean UP!"
"Lastly," he finished, still ignoring me. "You have no fucking right to tell me what to do!"
"Yes I have and if I tell you to clean up, idiot, you clean."
"What did you call me, you jerk?" With that he punched me in the stomach before I had a decent chance to react. I punched him back, unsure of where I was aiming exactly. Soon we were both wrestling on the floor, trying our best to land punches on one another.
As we were fighting I didn't notice that Sakura and Kiba's yelling had stopped, so I felt really chocked when I was pulled up from the floor, were I was holding Naruto down and punching him.
"What the hell do you think you're doing to my little brother" Sakura asked as she was glaring at me.
What the fuck? was the only thought that passed through my head at that moment. She then turned to Naruto, who was still lying on the floor, looking pretty beaten and messed up.
"You should be grateful mum isn't home. I mean, she would be furious.
"She really likes this guy. The first one she's liked since my dad left might I add. And she did give us this long speech while we were driving here on how we had to get along with his kids."
"Yeah," Naruto sighed. "I know".
"And we obviously don't even matter much anymore, since she dragged us over 200 miles across in the middle of a school semester, not even caring to ask what we thought." Her eyes started to fill with tears at that and I realized that Naruto and Sakura probably had it worse than me right now. At least I hadn't been forced to move away from everything I've ever known and all the people I knew, into someone else's house (not home, this was not a home). Plus I hadn't been forced to change school mid-semester.
Naruto had also noticed the tears in Sakura's eyes and got up from the floor, walking over to her to hug her tightly.
"You're not alone. I'm always here," I heard him whisper to her.
"Thank you," she whispered back. "I know."
I felt awkward, like I was intruding on their special moment. As I headed for the door I heard Sakura's voice again.
"Naruto, what a mess. Come on, I'll help you clean up and put your stuff where it's supposed to be. But you will have to help me unpack then"
"Deal," he answered with that beautiful voice, and I felt like cursing. I had almost forgotten about my realization last night, but now it came back with full force.
I liked Naruto.
I sat on my bed, reading and listening to the others' conversations from the living room with half an ear. Dad and Naomi were still gone. They had apparently gone furniture shopping Kiba had informed me earlier.
"So what do you guys do around here for fun?" Naruto asked.
"Not much I guess," Kiba answered. "Some people do sports. I'm training agility with Akamaru, thought my parents wont let me go on competitions anymore 'cause my grades are too bad. Oh, and me and a friend of mine are trying to start a band, but it's not going too well."
"Oh, how come?" Sakura asked.
"Well, I can only play drums and the other guy, Shika, he can't play anything. He's too lazy to learn and so he only writes the songs. But he's awesome at that. So we need a singer, a keyboard player, a bass and a guitar, but we can't find anyone."
"Really?" Naruto asked. "Sakura is great at the keyboard."
"Really?" Kiba asked. I could almost hear him fly out of his chair and I saw from the small opening in the door that he was kneeling next to her feet.
"Please," he begged.
"Sure," she answered. "But in that case, Naruto has an awesome singing voice."
"Sakura..." Naruto muttered and I heard a slight hint of panic in his voice. The part about him having an awesome singing voice didn't surprise me at all. I mean, his regular voice was amazing enough as it was.
"Seriously?" Kiba asked. "Awesome! You're in, right?"
"If I'm going to you're going to too," Sakura said with an almost threatening voice.
"Whatever, okay," Naruto said, but to my surprise he didn't sound happy about it, not at all.
"Okay, just a bass and a guitar left then," Kiba said happily. I was pretty sure he was bouncing up and down in his seat from excitement. Actually I knew he was, even though I couldn't see him. Because I knew him, and I had known him since I was three. So I knew him well enough to know his reactions.
"Actually, I used to know a guy who played the bass," Naruto mumbled thoughtfully.
"Well, since where you guys used to live is so far away we can't really do nothing about that," Kiba commented.
"Actually, he moved a few years ago and come to think of it I think it might have been here he moved," Naruto answered before turning to Sakura (I sat in an angel that let me see Naruto pretty well. Okay, I had spent fifteen minutes turning around on the bed until I found the best angel to see Naruto well trough the small crack between the door (which was slightly ajar) and the door frame.
"Wasn't it here that the Sabaku's moved?" he asked her.
"Come to think of it, yeah," Sakura answered.
Suddenly her voice sounded a bit strained. "Wait a minute, Naruto, you don't mean Gaara? Naruto! He scares people, and I don't really think a band is his thing."
"I'll talk him in to it. Don't worry about it."
"Gaara...Gaara Sabaku?" Kiba mumbled, his voice sounding startled. I understood him completely, that guy was creepy.
"You mean Gaara in my class? The creepy guy with the tattoo on his forehead? Him, with the red hair and creepy green eyes with black circles around the,? The creepy guy with the sand?"
"Yup, sounds like him!" Naruto exclaimed.
"But he's creepy!" Kiba whined.
"I agree," Sakura muttered.
"Oh, come on. Alright, he can be a bit grumpy sometimes and a bit hostile to people, but he's an pretty cool guy once you get to know him."
"He gives you creepy death threats when you try to talk to him!"
"He's just not a people person."
"No, Sasuke is 'just not a people person'. That guy on the other hand is creepy"
"Honestly," Naruto muttered. "Gaara is better than Sasuke. I mean he doesn't throw a fit just because you've caused a little mess."
"Sasuke is just like that; he's a neat freak. You'll get used to it," Kiba answered.
"Gaara, on the other hand, tried to strangle a girl just because she accidentally bumped into him in the hallway."
"Gaara is 'just like that'; he doesn't like it when people touch him. You'll get used to it," Naruto retorted, copying Kiba's way of talking about me from earlier. True, I was a bit of a neat freak, but comparing me to Gaara was still unfair; I've never tried to kill anyone for making a mess.
"Come on Kiba, we need a bass," Naruto said, sounding a bit annoyed.
"He isn't too bad," Sakura said with a sigh, supporting Naruto. I had a feeling she did it more to support Naruto than to get Gaara to join the band.
"I promise I'll ask him not to kill you," Naruto joked.
"Well, alright," Kiba sighed. "You sure you can get him to join?" Kiba asked then, his voice filled with doubt. I understood him completely; bands never did seem to be Gaara's thing exactly.
Naruto laughed. "I have my ways."
"Then there's just the guitar left," Kiba said. "You don't happen you know anyone else around?"
Sakura laughed at that.
"Well, Gaara's siblings, but Kankuro has always been too busy with his puppets to care to learn any instruments and Temari plays the flute if I remember correctly."
"No guitars?" Kiba asked. At that I saw Naruto turn to the door I was behind, I felt a curse form in my throat. Ever sense I heard about Kiba's band plans I had done my best to hide the fact that I played the guitar. I was pretty sure he knew I took guitar lessons when I was younger, but I was also sure he thought I hadn't played for eight years or so. He had no idea I used to play to myself in my room from time to time, like I done today when he was out with the dog. I had only done it for a short while to be absolutely sure he wouldn't catch me playing, but Naruto had heard. He had been in the room at that time, reading one of Kiba's stupid comics.
"Sasuke plays the guitar," Naruto said. "He did it earlier today when you where out with Akamaru."
I was going to kill Naruto, that was for sure.
"He does WHAT?!" Kiba hollered. "Are you serious?"
Naruto nodded. I was so going to kill him for this.
"I know he used to take lessons when we were little, but I thought he stopped playing ages ago. Wonder why he never told me...He knew I needed a guitar player," Kiba mumbled.
And then.
"Uchiha!" he shouted and then ran over to my room, pushed the door open and ran in.
"You play the guitar?! Why the fuck didn't you tell me?" He took a breath and then he continued; "You knew I needed a guitar player!"
I just looked at him, then I sighed and stood up. "Kiba, I don't wanna be in your band. That's why I didn't tell you. No offence; I don't wanna be in any band at all."
He just stared at me silently. I stared back. And then Kiba suddenly attacked me and I fell back onto my bed from the tackle.
"Kiba." I sighed. "I don't feel like fighting with you right now, and we both know I'm gonna win. You can't force me to join that way."
He looked at me pleadingly, with puppy dog eyes. Since he spent so much time with dogs, puppy dog eyes were something he was good at. I still didn't cave. Though I wasn't the kind of person who gave into puppy dog eyes anyway.
"Sasuke," he said. "Come on. We've been best friends since we were three." I just looked at him, though I felt a bit surprised. We used to be best friends when we were younger, but as we grew older Kiba got friends with a lot of other people, while Kiba remained my only friend.
We started to hang out less. He was still my best friend, my only friend, but I just figured someone else was his best friend. Apparently not.
I wondered why. I mean, I guess he does stay at my place a lot, and before when we lived next door we used to walk home together everyday, but we never really hung out at school and I wasn't all that nice to him either.
Kiba looked at me questioningly, like he was trying to figure out exactly how he was going to convince me. Then he seemed to get an idea. He pushed the door closed and said silently so that only I would hear;
"I promise not to tell Naruto that you have a crush on him," he announced. I stared at him in pure shock.
"I-I-I don't have a crush on him!" I said with a weak, low voice.
He just smiled at me disbelievingly.
"Whatever."
I stared at him even more shocked. "How the hell did you figure that out?" I muttered.
He just shrugged.
"I know you," He stated simply, like that was the only answer necessary.
"How did you even know I was gay?"
He smiled slightly. "Remember that class Genma had when he showed us all the nude pictures? Your eyes practically popped out of your head when he showed us the males."
I stared at him. Kiba had known I was gay as long as I had! Then I got a bit startled, wondering if some else had figured this piece of information out.
"Don't worry," Kiba said, apparently reading my mind. "You weren't that obvious. Besides, I'm the only one who knows you well enough to read you. You're quite hard to read, you know"
I looked at him, a new fear appearing,
"And I didn't tell anyone! Who the hell do you take me for?"
Seriously, it was like he could read my mind before I said anything at all.
"Why didn't you tell me you knew?" I asked finally. Though, since Kiba seemed to have the ability to read my mind I was quite surprised he hadn't already answered that question before I had the chance to ask.
"Just figured you'd tell me when you felt ready to talk about it. I know your family, so I get why you would have a problem with it at first."
Apparently he'd read something else in my mind, because he continued. "And no I'm not a homophobe." Then he sighed and looked at me again.
"Look, I'm not gonna tell Naruto whether or not you join, nor am I gonna tell anyone else." He smiled slightly. "But if you wanna get with Naruto, joining the same band as him is a pretty good idea."
I raised one eyebrow at Kiba. "Naruto is straight."
Kiba nodded.
"Yeah, I know. But you can always give it a, try right?"
I glared at him. "He is probably homophobic too and—"
"Actually he isn't; His older brother is gay," Kiba interrupted me.
"So Sasuke, will you join the band?" Kiba asked.
I shrugged. I'm still not sure why, maybe so I could be close to Naruto, or maybe because I felt grateful towards Kiba for being my best friend, for knowing me so well, or maybe because of something else completely but I said—
"All right then."
"Thank you!" Kiba hollered and gave me a quick hug, and then he started to run around the apartment frantically, bouncing and screaming;
"I have a band, I have a band!"
What the hell was wrong with that guy? I sighed and buried my head under the pillow. What the hell had I gotten myself in to?
(1) I don't mind romatical comedies acually it's one of my favorit movie genre but I figured Sasuke wouldn't be to found of them.
(2) Rolled up one his stomach kinda like the seal you know?I thought it was funny...
AN: So I hope you liked it! I'd appriciate constructive critisim and all other reviwes seariously if I get one singel reviwe long or short I'll be so happy that I'll jump around and start calling all my friends to tell them, yes I am patetich. Anyway I have te second chapter almost finished I'm just gonna do som minor editing and then send it a long to my beta, who might take some time whit it but she has a lot of homework and other stuff to do (like hanging out whit me). But hopefully it won't take to long on eighter mine part or her's.
Excuse the miss spelling in my AN's but the spellingprogram on this computer dosen't work and I'm not having my AN's beta'ed my beta is busy enogh as it is.
Sachida
Beta's Notes; Wah, I got to read this before everyone v Naruto seems so cute in this fic'.
I just wanted to mention that English is not my native language, and so if there are any mistakes it's probably me just not knowing better. Or I was being lazy and missed it. It's my fault that this took so long! I'm sorry! If it was up to Elin, this would have been posted in Mars. If I take too long betaing in the future, please don't hurt me. Elin's got the random threats part covered already.
/Ai'Kirai