Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to Masahi Kishimoto. I make nothing from writing this.
A/N: I'm not sure where this is going, honestly. It's just something I'm writing, and if enough people like it, then I will continue. Otherwise I'm just gonna stop. But enjoy, otherwise.
Uchiha Sasuke was the smartest guy he knew. He got high marks in all of his classes and he was never in detention. All of the girls loved him and all of the boys aspired to be just like him.
Naruto saw it whenever Sasuke tutored him, in the back of the library where they were far removed from prying eyes. The older boy would point out all the mistakes in his homework and help him find the correct answers.
It was a daily routine, so Naruto was rightly startled during one study session, when Sasuke leaned over to check on his progress. He did stuff like that all the time, just leaned over him. The only difference now was the sudden flutter in Naruto's stomach and the slight tingle in his fingers.
Sasuke was so close to him and the teen smelled so good. His dark bangs were covering most of his face and it was the most attractive thing Naruto had ever seen. Looking at Sasuke was like being sucked into a black hole and spun around until he didn't know his right from his left.
Naruto leaned up before he could catch himself-before he could step back to reassess why looking at Sasuke made him feel light-headed. He should've realized that it wasn't right.
It was clumsy, but he managed to press their lips together, shivering at the thrill that ran through him. Sasuke's lips were so soft and pliant against his own; he couldn't even imagine them being anything else.
He should've stopped then, but he gripped Sasuke's thin school shirt and yanked the teen lower, to his level. Naruto heard the thump of his friend's knees meeting the carpet, but the sound was drowned out by the harsh rhythm of his heart in his ears.
He couldn't deny the rush he got from having the Uchiha prodigy on his knees in front of him, like the other boy was an unwilling servant in his royal court. It made the hand clenching Sasuke's shirt tremble.
As fast as the debacle started, it ended with a fist in the face. Sasuke swung hard, letting out a loud curse when Naruto toppled out of the chair, still gripping his shirt.
They landed in a heap on the other side of the chair, Sasuke sprawled over the idiot that had started this in the first place. They were both breathing hard, but Sasuke more out of anger than anything else. Naruto was nursing his bruised chin delicately, tears forming in the corner of his eyes.
"You fucking idiot!" Sasuke hissed at him, punching his friend again, this time in the stomach. He was justified in his actions because Naruto was impulsive and reckless and all of the other words that meant stupid. He grabbed his things from the table and stormed away, feeling betrayed and furious at Naruto for thinking that kissing him would ever be okay.
"No, Sasuke, wait! Come back!" Naruto yelled after him, trying to get up from the floor, but his legs were too weak. He watched helplessly as his friend disappeared down the steps leading to the first floor and heard the bang of the main door when Sasuke left the library. It made anxiety bubble over in the pit of his stomach.
He felt wetness on his cheek, but he tried to ignore it as he flopped back onto the ground and fisted handfuls of his hair.
"What the fuck did I just do?"