Story summary: Sasuke didn't want to be here, let alone have to live across the road from an obnoxious blonde god who always managed to get under his skin. Yaoi, SasuNaru.
Disclaimer: I don't own the godly characters that are from Naruto, even though I really, really wish I do.
In The Rain And The Snow
Caught In The Rain
In the eyes of Sasuke Uchiha there was nothing worse than having to spend the winter holidays in the cold, wet and completely useless snow. Normally the family would go away during the winter to a nice warn place –Fiji was his personal favourite, they tended to stay at the Shangri-La- and the Nara family and Hyuuga Family would tag along.
But this year, to Sasuke's horror his parents had decided they wanted a white Christmas from the comfort of their own home. It wouldn't even be a proper white Christmas. They would just get ridiculously freezing weather and a two day snow storm followed by light dusting of the crappy white powder.
To say Sasuke was pissed would be an understatement. The only positive side to this was that Itachi would have to suffer with him. He hated the snow more than anyone. In fact, if it was even slightly snowing Itachi would refuse to go outside. Not that Sasuke would want to either.
If Sasuke's parents wanted him to die then this was defiantly a good way to do it.
His two friends got to work on a tan at the beach, on the main island in Fiji while he got to stay at home trying to avoid frostbite. God was punishing him. That was the only conclusion.
Sasukes annoyance elevated when he looked out the window only to see it rain. Scratch that, bucket down. So not only did he have to put up with snow, he had to put up with the fucking rain that came before it.
"Sasuke honey." His mother approached him. "I know you're not fond of staying here without Shikamaru and Neji but Christmas is supposed to be all about family. This is the first year we actually get to spend it together, just the four of us."
How fun that was going to be. Maybe if it was the three of them but Itachi being here for over two weeks was going to annoying the hell out of him. Hell, he'd only been here for three days and Sasuke was already losing his patiences.
"Just try and enjoy yourself, both of you." Mikoto signed. Sasuke looked over his shoulder slightly and his mother took the opportunity to quickly kiss his temple. She was the only one who could ever get away with doing that.
Great, now I actually have to try and enjoy myself.
He loved his mother; he really did, though he probably didn't show it as much as a normal child would, which was kind of the Uchiha way. His father never saw his mother much at all, meaning Sasuke rarely saw his grandmother. He didn't particularly want to stop seeing his mother as soon as he moved out but he still couldn't just brush of a request. He blamed it on the overly caring side of his mum, which was pretty much her only side.
Fugaku on the other hand had almost got away with passing the quite, brooding Uchiha gene, which Sasuke and Itachi had both received. But due to his mothers kind and caring nature both boys were no way near as anti social as they could have been.
Still grumbling to himself Sasuke retreated into the kitchen grabbing himself a tomato and shoving a piece of bread into the toaster, a little more forcefully than normal. Tomato on toast, weird to some, heaven on earth to others. Sasuke's preference was clearly the later.
"Cheer up, it's not like I'm enjoying the whether any more then you are." Itachi commented while poring himself a cup of coffee.
"Because we both don't take happiness in each other's misery." Sasuke glared.
"True, though you're going to be suffering more than anyone else will." Sasuke turned away from his toast and towards his brother.
"Hn, last time I noticed you hated this weather more than I did."
"That may be true, but at least I don't have to run errands."
Sasuke's eyebrows frowned a little in confusion and if on cue his father walked over to the kitchen. "Sasuke your mother and I need you to go to the supermarket and post a few letters for us."
Sasuke cursed on the inside, "What? Why! Let Itachi do it!" Sasuke glared at Itachi who returned the glare just as intensely.
"Your brother did our errands last time, now it's your turn."
"It's raining outside" Sasuke insisted. "It's cold, miserable and it looks like it could snow!" God how Sasuke hated the weather during winter.
"You own a car, you know how to drive. It's not like you're walking. Now go pick up the groceries so we can have dinner tonight." Fugaku turned around and proceeded to walk back into the study, in which he had earlier emerged from.
Glaring holes into Itachi, Sasuke turned around and grabbed his coat off the hook before proceeding to walk into the storm like weather, knowing that Itachi was still standing in the kitchen with an amused look on his face.
Raging towards his car as fast as possible, Sasuke opened the car door and sat inside almost signing in relief that he was out of the rain. Looking up and out his dashboard window he cursed, realising that middle of the window was covered in ice.
Fucking fantastic. This is just what I need, for the whole centre of my window to be covered in fucking ice!
Sasuke could have thrown a fit right then and there.
With an agitated look on his face he opened the door and climbed back out of the car into the rain, stopping himself from stomping over towards the front of his car he reached out in an attempt to scrub the ice off. He succeeded to no avail. Cursing to himself once again he sprinted towards the house, deciding that a bucket of hot water was the only way he was going to get rid of the ice.
After waiting five irritating minutes for the kettle to boil a second load of water, Sasuke found himself out in the rain for a second time. It was freezing outside and the longer he spent there the more he felt himself sinking into a further state of pissed off.
Spreading the boiled water as evenly as possible over the window screen Sasuke turned his head when he heard a small chuckle. Standing under the balcony of the house diagonally from him was a tall blonde guy, with tanned skin wearing a heavy jacket and gloves. Even though the image of him was fairly blurry due to the rain Sasuke was sure he could see the blonde smiling whilst looking in his direction.
Grunting in annoyance Sasuke scrubbed the excess pieces of ice off the side of the windscreen and hurried back into his car. Looking out the window he could see that the blonde was still in the same place staring at him. Sasuke would have glared if it wasn't for the fact the blonde wouldn't have been able to see though the rain and the car window. Turning his car on, desperately hoping the car wouldn't take long to heat up, Sasuke looked back out the window again.
The fucker had probably been sitting there laughing at him having to suffer in the rain.
Not like it was Sasuke's fault his car was iced over. Normally his car would be kept inside the garage but due to Itachi stay with them, he had to give up his car park and let Itachi use it, this was one of the conditions Itachi had with spending Christmas in the snow. So it didn't matter that it was normally were Sasuke parked his car, during the winter when the family went away, no, Itachi got priority, so now Sasuke's car had to be left out in the freezing cold. Making Sasuke feel like an Eskimo every time he got inside his car.
To make it worse -as if it could really get any worse- the Uchiha maids all had the holiday off. So not only did Sasuke have to suffer the weather outside he also had to suffer like a commoner inside.
God how he was starting to hate Christmas.
Finally putting his car into gear Sasuke headed towards the local supermarket.
The supermarket was not how Sasuke remembered it. Then again it had been several years since he had been to one. The last time had been when his mother had decided to spend some time away from the house and do something different, which happened to be doing to the family shopping. So 12 year old Sasuke had decided to go along with her. Which had been an experience in itself, seeing as how his mother hadn't gone shopping since Fugaku hired someone to do it for them.
So far Sasuke had spend thirty five minutes inside and only found ten ingredients that he needed. To say today wasn't going to well would be an understatement.
Sasuke walked over to the isle is believed the canned chick peas would be in.
Are you serious! How the fuck am I supposed to reach up there?
Sasuke wasn't short though he wasn't extremely tall either. But what on earth would posses someone to put chick peas up so high was beyond him. Giving an irritated sigh Sasuke stood on his tip toes in an attempt to reach them.
Nope, clearly that wasn't going to work. He was going to have a word with who ever owned this supermarket.
"Ah, defeated by Chick peas." An unfamiliar voice called from behind Sasuke. Sasuke turned around to see the guy who had been previously laughing at him this afternoon.
Glaring at the guy in front of him, Sasuke responded, "what type of in sane person has shelves this high anyway?"
The blonde chucked before pressing up on his toes, reaching for a can and placing it in Sasuke's basket.
"What's your name anyway?" The blonde asked leaning slightly against the isle holding baked beans and corn. Sasuke just looked at him, unwilling to answer.
"Uh, fine, whatever. I was just being polite." The tanned guy then turned around the started walking towards the front of the store.
"One more." Sasuke mumbled. The taller one of the pair looked over his shoulder.
"What?"
Inhaling slightly Sasuke let go of his pride sparingly and repeated, "I need one more."
The blonde had turned around completely now. "Oh, another can of Chick Peas?"
Sasuke nodded and the blonde started back towards Sasuke before reaching up and grabbing another can of Peas. He smiled at Sasuke as he put them into the basket. Then he just stood there, staring at Sasuke.
Somewhat confused Sasuke stared back.
"So are you going to tell me your name now or are you going to ask me for yet another can of chick peas?"
After another short moment of silence the blonde clearly decided things weren't going to work in his favour even if he stood there waiting all day. Snorting slightly the blonde decided to go first clearly having enough of waiting for Sasuke to give his, "My names Uzumaki Naruto and yours is?"
"Sasuke Uchiha." The raven finally replied. "Not like it really matters what my name is anyway."
Naruto stuck his hand out. "Pleasure to meet you Sasuke."
Sasuke didn't even bother to acknowledge Naruto's hand. "Hn."
Naruto shoved his hand inside his pockets and rolled his eyes still having a slight smile on his obnoxious face. Somehow finding this whole scene amusing.
"Not used to having your car out in the winter huh?" Naruto questioned shoving his hands behind his neck.
Sasuke blinked and then suddenly remembered what Naruto was talking about.
"I saw you earlier, with your car, attempting to scratch the ice off. Boy did you look pissed."
"Hn." Was all the raven replied with, getting agitated once again that the blue eyed guy had laughed at his misfortune. The dumbass's smile grew even bigger.
"It was pretty hilarious, watching you attempt to scratch the ice off. You seriously looked like you would have smashed the window in if it meant you could get out of the rain."
Sasuke glared at Naruto.
"Didn't your mother teach you any manners. Or you know, how to talk."
"Shut up." Sasuke snapped, "Do you ever keep your mouth closed?"
Naruto had that obnoxious smile on his face again, "Only when I sleep, or when I'm engaged in...other activities, but then it still makes some sounds."
"For fucks sake."
"My point exactly." Naruto chuckled noticing how pissed off he was currently making Sasuke. Deciding that had probably tortured Sasuke long enough, or so Sasuke thought, Naruto shook his head.
"I'll see you round then, bastard."
With that he turned around and walked off not even bothering to wait for the Uchihas reaction.
What did that idiot just call me?
Snarling at the blonde, not that Naruto could tell of course, Sasuke continued his way around the the grocery store in search of his remain ingredients.
He paid for the groceries, after being hit on by the female check out lady, even though she looked almost 5 years younger then him and probably still in high school. Sasuke was surprised to see that the rain had pretty much much stopped and only a light drizzle remained. Which meant that it wouldn't snow, at the current moment anyway. He would have done a happy dance, that is of course, if he wasn't an Uchiha.
"Uchiha, something on your mind?"
Sasuke suddenly snapped back into reality, remembering that he was supposed to be listening to what is friend was talking about and not daydreaming.
"Nothing of importance."
That was true, or at least that was what the raven was trying to convince himself. He was thinking about why Naruto suddenly decided it would be funny to call him a bastard, in public. Sure Sasuke could be a prick at times but no one had actually said it to his face so bluntly before.
"It's not like I ever say much when I call you, so something has to be on your mind for you to get side tracked so easily."
Damn Shikamaru. Curse him to hell. He really was thinking to hard about his recent situation in the store.
"You know that family, that moved in like two days ago? They have a son, an obnoxious blonde idiot."
"Troublesome, not nearly as troublesome as all this sand that continuously gets stuck in my arse, but annoying enough I guess."
"Trust you to mention something like that."
"I'm telling you, its bothersome. Makes me have to shower twice as long too. Then mum gets all pissed. This guy though, our age right?"
"Hn, my age, maybe a year older."
"What's he look like?"
Now that Sasuke thought about it, he hadn't really had time to process what Naruto looked like. His hair was slightly spiked, but nothing like his own hair, which to Sasukes amazement defied gravity somehow. He was tall, about half a head taller then himself. His body was tanned but didn't look like it was actually from the sun. Natural would be the only way to describe it. He was toned as well. Sasuke could just tell he had wonderful abs. Naruto's eyes though, were a sapphire coloured blue and probably the best feature about him.
"Close your mouth Uchiha, I think your pillow has collected enough drool."
"Fuck off." Sasuke got up from lying on the bed and hung his legs off the side. "Why do you want to know anyway, not like I'm ever going to talk to him again."
"He's hot, admit it."
He was, not like he would give Shikamaru the satisfaction of owning up to it.
"Hn, whatever."
"As antisocial as ever I see Uchiha. Anyway even as troublesome as it is here, its better then sitting in the cold, snow-"
"Goodbye Nara." With that Sasuke hung up the phone knowing that his friend would be slightly annoyed at the raven for doing so.
Suddenly Sasuke found himself walking across the room and towards his window. Looking outside and in particular, directly diagonal from the house he noticed two lights on. One in the lower story, and one in the upper story. Sasukes eye automatically drew to the top story, were he could see Naruto walking over to a desk.
The blonde was looking around, topless. Wearing a pair of slightly bagging track pants and runners. He looked though a pile of clothes, dumped on the right side of his desk and pulled out a black sleeveless top and shoved it on, then proceeded to walk to the opposite side of his bedroom and shuffle around for a while till he eventually pulled out a navy blue jumper. Going back to his desk and picking two smaller objects up, his mobile and wallet possibly, he walked out of Sasuke's sight and though what he presumed was a door.
Not two minutes after, Naruto reappeared, closing the front door and turning around, before jogging up his walkway and down the street.
Sasuke's mind keep replaying when he first saw Naruto in the window. Topless, he couldn't haven been more right about his abs. Naruto had mussel, not an overly large amount, but he was definitely well toned.
"Looking at anything in particular or just praying for it not to snow?" A familiar voice spoke up from behind Sasuke. Itachi was standing behind Sasuke, in his room.
"Hn, what are you doing in here?" Sasuke questioned, attempting to hide the annoyance in his voice, knowing well that Itachi was likely to hang around him more if he knew he was getting on Sasuke's nerves.
"Mother wants to know if you want anything for dessert." Itachi stated, looking out the window Sasuke has been previously looking at.
"Hot chocolates good."
Itachi remained unmoved as he continued looking out the window.
"If your planning on standing there all night, I'm sleeping in your room." Even though Sasuke despised that idea and would probably never go though with such a thing, he knew Itachi disliked the idea even more then he did.
"Getting slightly agitated are we, little brother?" Itachi looked down towards Sasuke. "We both know very well you wouldn't sleep in my room, even if I did end up standing here all night."
Walking out of the room Sasuke took one last look out the window and flopped back down onto his bed.
Much to Sasukes displeasure he woke up in the morning to find that it had been snowing all night and was still currently going. Flipping onto his stomach he pulled the covers up so it was almost above his head. It wasn't long till he heard the creak of his door and felt the weight of a small figure sit on the edge of the bed.
"Sasuke, honey." His mother softly stroked the top of his head. "Breakfast will be ready soon, bacon, eggs and tomato."
All items in which Sasuke had to pick up the other night at the grocery store.
"Mm" Sasuke replied, half asleep. Mikoto ran her hands though Sasukes hair one more time before she stood up started walking out of the room.
"Don't take to long, or it will get cold."
Five minutes later Sasuke was out of bed and undressing himself for a shower. Quickly shampooing his hair, washing himself and brushing his teeth. Yes he was one of those people that brushed before a meal, he grabbed a pair of black jeans, a jumper, pair of socks and made his way down stairs.
"Morning, dear." Mikoto greeted as Sasuke sat down to the hot breakfast in front of him. Mikoto took a seat next to Sasuke, holding her cup of tea.
After a few minutes of silence Mikoto began speaking, "Have you seen the the family across the street yet?"
Sasuke looked up at her as she continued. "They are such a lovely couple. They have a son too. His a year older then you Sasuke. Such a charming young man."
Yeah, absolutely, obnoxiously charming. The idiot.
"Hn."
"You should really get to know him. It would be lovely to see you with a new friend. Not that I don't love Shikamaru or Neji, but I'm sure you would get along with Naruto well."
Maybe in a slapping competition. As if I'd purposely want to do anything with the dobe anyway.
"So I've decided to set both of you up on a play date!"
Sasuke almost spat out his orange juice.
"A play date?" Sasuke finally repeated, after having to forcefully swallow his orange juice. "I'm 21, mum! Not five!"
Mikoto smiled at him, thoroughly thrilled with the idea she had come up for him. "I know honey, but they are moving all the larger items into the house today, like their tables and chairs, so I told them that you'd be happy to help them."
Sasuke couldn't believe what his mum was saying.
"But its snowing."
That white fucking powdery crap was still falling down and now he was supposed to go outside, lift heavy items in it, proceed to take them into the house and spend his day around the dumbass. Not a chance in hell!
"Which is why they need all the help they can get. It would be horrible if they spent all day outside in the snow." His mother said it firmly, which was the voice she used when attempting to end a conversation. Mikoto didn't use it often.
Suddenly losing his appetite, Sasuke stood up and put his plate in the sink. Not wanting to argue with his mother but really not wanting to have to spend the whole day with the asshole, who had so kindly annoyed the living hell out of him yesterday afternoon.
"Besides, Naruto told me you and him had already met. He said you were quite interesting."
I bet he did. Watching me like I was some sort of comical cartoon. Then popping up in my face like he was gods gift on earth and mocking me.
"It will be a good experience for you. They really are a nice family. I'm sure they would really appreciate the help."
Sasuke could have banged his head against the kitchen counter. He probably would have, if it wasn't for the fact him doing so would have had his mother completely worried for his sanity and safety, meaning that he probably wouldn't have to help the Uzumaki's but be stuck in his room, in his bed, for the next three days getting examined by various different doctors.
The idea wasn't all that appealing either but then again...
"Mum, I already had plans." A lie but never the less, if it worked. "I was going to go Christmas shopping."
That excuse clearly wasn't good enough for Mikoto.
"Please, Sasuke?"
That did it, how could Sasuke resist that? His mother must have know he couldn't refuse a request like that and used it to her advantage.
This afternoon was going to be hell.
Well, first chapter done. Go a head and tell me what you all think, please excuse me if I'm a little rusty, it has been a while since I wrote anything.