UNDENIABLY PLATONIC

By: Agent D-05

Authors Note and a bit of disclaimer:

As you all know, I do not own the characters in this story.

The Point of View (POV) will alternate between Naruto, Sasuke and the third person, which I will be labeling for the first few chapters until you get used to the flow so as not to confuse you.

Constructive criticisms and reviews are greatly appreciated since I do not have a beta reader :)

As far as planned, I will do a lot of build up for both the characters but hopefully keep it interesting enough for you to follow :)

That's it for now, enjoy!

Chapter 1: Like a Perfectly Oiled Machine

Sometimes the only thing that's stopping you is the fact that you're friends. Best friends.

Sasuke's POV

We are best friends.

Basically, we belong to the same neighborhood since six (his house just merely 5 houses away from ours). Studied on the same grade school, classmates since first grade, extend that until we finished high school (except for first and third year). Currently studying at the same University, college roommates and what… figuratively speaking, we are joined by the hip.

And that is the reason why me and only me have the privilege to see my best friend put on some clothes after taking a bath. Notably, he does have a decent body. Not that I envy him, I know I look way above decent too (and he knows it) but that's not stopping me from making comments.

"Hey bastard, pass me my body spray will you?"

Since I am sitting near his dresser, his body spray is within reach. I tossed it to him, and he expertly caught it. I smiled a bit, this is what I like about us: we work as a perfectly oiled machine.

"Will you hurry up? I won't be sniffing you for chrissake" I looked up at him from the magazine that I am reading. He's still half dressed.

He faked a gasp and rolled his eyes.

"It's not even 11AM yet. The game starts at 12 noon right? Aren't you a bit... excited?"

"At your pace? The game will be over when we arrive. It took you 30 fucking minutes just to put your pants. Asshole."

He laughed and put on a plain brownish shirt.

"There, finished!"

Naruto grabbed his damp towel and threw it at my face which I gracefully dodged. He placed his arms around my shoulders and we're ready to go.

Naruto's POV

"Bye Mom!" I kissed my mom goodbye and Sasuke waved politely at her. I cannot believe my bastard of a best friend can easily pull off the good guy image in front of my mother (or who ever he wants) when he's actually a big asshole.

"Take care boys!" She said with a smile.

I placed my arms around Sasuke's shoulders, a habit I have ever since, went out the house and rode my motorcycle. Since second semester will start later next week, we decided to watch a local University's unity football game, a sport we're both obsessed with. As much as Sasuke denies, he's more excited watching these games than me even though he always says that it is I who is more in love with it. Whatever, he's adorable like that especially when I tease him.

A day like this with my best friend is bliss, and I couldn't ask for more.

What just pisses me off is the fact that in these games, he'll be attracting a lot of attention from the women, which puts the guy in an instant bitchy mode where he will be brooding and murmuring like Snape in Harry Potter and the Philosophers Stone Quidditch game. I'm used to this but it's freaking me out! Why don't the guy just have a girl friend like any guy our age.

"Well, look who's murmuring like Snape in Harry Potter and the Philosophers Stone Quidditch game now, idiot"

I instantly turned into stone.

"I was thinking aloud, am I?"

"Obviously, and you don't have a girl friend either so that comment is invalid" Sasuke said triumphantly. That jerk.

"You can't invalidate comments" I said, looking at him from the side view mirror.

"What was that Naruto? It's TOO noisy" He shouted at my ear as he smirk.

"Sore loser." I pushed the gas pedal and zoom we're flying.

I continue to drive my motor amidst the not so busy street, constantly glancing at the side mirror watching out for oncoming vehicles and secretly spying on my best friend's weirdness. I mean who closes their eyes and opens their mouth in the middle of the street while riding a motor? Sasuke just looks like an idiot now. An adorable weird idiot.

He must trust me a lot riding in my motor and look like a total wimp - he's like, totally enjoying himself.

Well, I, Naruto Uzumaki could not help but smile at that. TRUST - who would have thought we'd be trusting each other with our lives when we originally were trying to rip each other's head once upon a time. Well I still do, when he's acting high and almighty around me. I bet he does too, you know, rip my head off, if I am 'being too hard to handle'.

Sasuke's POV

"We're here Sasuke" Naruto said as he parked his baby in a vacant parking space.

"I know"

During games like these, I do make some effort to keep a low profile for my safety (and Naruto's sanity too). So I did bring with me the baseball cap which was a part of our baseball team uniform in PE when we were in 2nd year high school.

"Woot woot, never thought you'd bring that one today" Naruto commented as I put on my cap and he removed his helmet.

"Whatever"

"What a coincidence..." Naruto said amusedly.

Puzzled, I looked at him and to my surprise, he was wearing the same cap on his head.

"What the FUCK Naruto! What are we? Attending PE together?" I snatched the cap away from his bright blond hair and tucked it in my jacket.

"Not my fault that I felt like wearing the same headpiece you want to wear" Naruto grumbled as he walk towards the field.

Looking at him as he walk towards the field, I glanced back to his cap. This was not the first time that it happened. The last time was when we were going to meet at the library: we were wearing shirts with matching designs (mine was black, his was purple). Or singing the same tune, or having the same comment, or having the same group hang-out. I won't say it doesn't amuse me because it amuses me a lot. That no matter how different our personalities are, in some way both of us, for heavens mercy, have acquired little bits of ourselves with each other. We're like a merging monster - sometimes its freaky. But deep inside, I feel relieved that there's this one person that I know I can rely on by hook or by crook.

I run after him and place his cap atop his head. He then placed his arms around my shoulders once more and animatedly predicted how the game would end. As usual, I pretend to be bored but listens to him (In case I need to correct him or give him my high and mighty opinion)

And so, Naruto and Sasuke continued to indulge themselves in the game they both love. Fortunately for both, fangirls are out of sight though no woman (and some men) can deny beauty when they see one (that goes for both - but mostly for Sasuke, as usual). After which they ate at Burger King and enjoyed the rest of the day in the arcades.

It was past 8pm when Naruto dropped Sasuke back to the Uchiha's. Never did they know, life as they know it will start to shift soon, gradually maybe? But they never know.

"Sasuke, we're here" Naruto said as Sasuke climb down the motor.

"I know, idiot. Thanks" Sasuke headed to their front door, his back facing Naruto.

"Oh, Sasuke, the cap really fits you, ya know"

Sasuke stopped walking to glance at the blond man who just complimented him.

But Naruto was already driving home.

Shrugging his shoulders, Sasuke entered his home and headed straight to bed.

To be continued.

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