"So you're cheating on me."
It's not a question. It's a statement. Naruto looks at his brunette lover looking completely clueless. But of course, that's just a part of his act. Kiba arch an eye brow and laugh nervously.
"What are you saying, baby?" Kiba says.
Naruto shakes his head. He doesn't need to waste his spit talking to Kiba, because he has the most solid proof. He pulls out his phone and shows the man across the table a picture of a couple having an intense make out. One of them is a man in a black sweater Naruto's very much familiar of with brown hair. Clearly, that's the same man who's sitting horizontally from him
Kiba gaped, his expression was undetectable. Whether he's just faking it or...
The brunette closed his jaw with a frown. "So you got the picture."
"Of course." Naruto immediately state, chin raised up in an arrogant way. Also, he looks like he could choke the hell out of Kiba currently, and that could happen if they weren't in the library cafe. The very first place they met, and it'll be the last after Naruto declares the end of them.
Kiba sigh deeply. "And how did you get it?" His voice marked his defeat. He has nothing to back him up now. This time, Naruto is definitely winning.
"Does it matter? I have my resources."
"I have my explanations too." Kiba reassures him, only to get a sarcastic laugh from his blonde lover. Never has he ever laughed that way to him for the past 4 years of their relationship.
"I expected that coming. But I think I have more than a picture of you kissing with Hinata behind a building. Perhaps...in a hotel room?"
The brunette slams the back of his palm at the table in frustration. "Let me explain."
No time for that. Naruto had already finish the last sip of his espresso and is ready to leave. He ought to allow some time for some babbling coming from Kiba if his drink is steaming. But all he could see now is the bottom of the mug instead of black liquid. Oh well. Time to leave.
"Wait, baby. Please, just,-" While he speaks, he's struggling to bring out the,-
Naruto wave his hand. "We're done. Oh, and for the record, I'm still not ready for a ring right now. Considering we're over, I suggest you pass that down to your woman."
Kiba, tongue completely twisted and eyes still glued at Naruto, who's already made him way to the exit, dropped the red box he'd meaning to give. It hits the ground along with his hopes.
The city this morning is cold and Naruto is grateful he'd worn a mafela. On his way back to his hotel room, he threw away the key to the apartment he'd been sharing with Kiba. He doesn't need it anymore, does he?
The hotel room looked as it was after he'd left. His luggage bag filled with all the clothes he'd folded neatly during the morning he'd left the apartment is placed beside the nightstand. His phone is still charging. His journal is still there at the table. There's that paper bag full with food from the convenience store across the street that could last for at least three days.
Yes. You got that right.
Naruto left for good.
And this time, he even bought his entire belongings, and as soon as Kiba arrives home, the cupboard is no longer stuffed with Naruto's stuff.
It has been 4 years and everything was going so perfectly well. Plus, Naruto actually knew Kiba was planning to propse him any time soon, but when he found out about the picture of Kiba kissing another person, he had enough.
But this isn't the first time actually.
Naruto discovered his ex had cheated at him at least three times. The first was a picture of Kiba in his office with a blonde woman kissing him on his lap. The second was him in a bathrobe with a naked woman in bed; Hinata. The latest is him kissing the exact person obviously at the back of the building he works at. Naruto recognised quickly that building, ans he can explain that. The tower under the company of Crows and Ties, a well known clothing brand is always in the front page of the daily paper.
But that kiss.
No words can explain that.
This time, Naruto is done with all the disaster Kiba is secretly causing and Naruto can finally going have a fine sleep in a king sized bed alone with no one except for the pillows.
And some how, it's much more warmer this way.
Sasuke frowns when he reads the folio given by his attendant.
He shoves the document away as it fell down his desk. His attendant hurrily kneels down to pick all the flowing paper, and while he does that, Sasuke scowls.
"What is that? I said I want to read an arrangement letter. Not a desperate essay. Did you skipped kindergarden, or is your brain really outta ideas?" Sasuke glares at his attendant who hasn't done with his work picking up the rejected documents.
"I'm s-sorry, sir. I'll d-do it again."
The raven arrogantly wave in dismissal. "Get out." And there's a meaning at the end of it.
His attendant tremble as he tries not to cry and as soon as he got back on his stand, he bows down and hurry out the glass door, very much sure to pack his box before he gets kicked out again by his boss.
Sasuke sighs. A simple task, yet to be finished. What a fool.
He turns around his chair and faces the view of the city in his office, hundreds floors up in the tower of his company.
Not to mention, it is also one of the most wealthiest company in the country. The CEO himself is also as wealthy as what he owns.
Numbered the first in the Country's Most Richest Man, Sasuke Uchiha only wish for one thing.
Smarter people.
Working out his company from nothing to a massive empire is pretty much tough. But he handled it pretty well. He handles every crook and nanny since he owns practically owns a globally famous clothing line, Crows and Ties, everything have be perfect. If only his workers are much bigger brained, he could at least relax a little.
Now, he feels like he has to do all the work by himself. Because everytime a person enters his office, Sasuke's always presented with disappointment.
And now, he really need a change of air.
Maybe a change of people.
New people perhaps.
He needs a lover.
And he needs it bad.
The phone at the left corner of his desk rings and Sasuke lazily pick it up.
"Uchiha." He starts.
A familiar voice of a woman greets him. "Good morning, Mister Uchiha. Your 11 o'clock is here. He's in the conference hall along with his team." It's his secretary, Sakura.
"Right. I'll get there in 10. I want my latte as soon as I get there."
"Anything else, sir?" Her voice is as rootic as always in the phone. But it sounds otherwise in the virtual world.
"No, that's all."
Naruto woke feeling completely energiless.
It's 8 o'clock now, which means he's dozed off more half a day.
How did that happened?
He looks around the room, empty as usual, and saw dinted beers on the floor, some spilled all over the carpet floor.
He'd drank all morning while watching a lot sad romance movie in HBO. It was a coinsidence there was a full day of heart break movie marathons. Since non of Naruto's friend is aware of the recent break up, no one is practically coming over to cheer hin up. Fortunately, his best friend Channel was there for him.
He sat up and yawn. His throat is suddently dry. Now that he's in a hotel room, he thought of dialling the service to send a tray full of dinner.
But he'd just broke up with the biggest liar in his history. And he should celebrate it. With champagne.
There is a bar just a few blocks at the streets amd since the city is never sleeping, Naruto jumps out of bed and began dressing himself with his usual casual attire; a tee and jeans with a pair of sneakers.
He kinda regret consuming a whole six pack this morning and now suffers a slightly severe headache when he was already in the lift. He consider going back but when the lift rings in cue or arrival, he push away his thoughts and make his way in the lobby to the bar, completely forgetting that this time, no one is gonna carry him home when he got drunk.
Worse, Naruto's a bad drinker.
After a few hours, the schedule is finally all cleared up, which means Sasuke is done with his mertings and is ready to go have a nice late dinner eventhough it's already 9.
His advicer, the wise Sai, seemed also pretty fed up with the day after all the barkings and screaming during the pass meetings. The recent volunteer team from Sasuke's most disliked group, the Konoha Group, was a knucklehead.
And when a knucklehead meets another knucklehead, war begins. And that's what happened.
"What do you think of those motherfuckers?" Sasuke asked, his back leaning on his personal couch in his office.
"I think they're having a good time in hell." Sai replies as he tilt his head and hears a crack. Today was filled with extremely intense appointments and he'd forgotten to lose himself. "I need to go. Ino's probably waiting for me. I'll see you tomorrow, Sasuke."
Sai and Sasuke exhange grins and went to separate ways.
Before he exit the building, his phone chimes a different tone than the usual ones.
This one is from one and only Karin, the most annoying and irritating model Sasuke has yet done to handle. Since she's working under his company as a clothing line model, he's completely no way to avoid her. Karin is one of the most popular models in the world and when she declares to the paparazi that she's currently in a relatioship with Sasuke of which he has never agreed with, he's to get used to living with flashes and cameras.
But it's not like he hasn't used to it. He is the CEO of Crows and Ties. Who wouldn't wanna put him in a picture? The paparazi's are everywhere, and to add tge worse, Karin hasn't stopped calling him nowadays.
Sasuke ignores his phone and walks out the glass entrance where he is greeted with a lobby boy who's steadily opened the door of a black shining Lamborhini, one of Sasuke's favourite toys. He shove a tip to the lobby boy, obviously who looks recent, and enters in the car, looking as sassy as ever.
He is ready to drive home now.
On his way out of the exit, Naruto, who curently is not able to walk properly, bumps to almost everyone and gives a sheepish smile as an appologize.
He burps and hics, people around him not giving a damn about his condition. It's a bar and seeing a drunk man walking out from it isn't weird.
Naruto walk at the pedestrian street as people unrelunctantly give him way. Twelve shots tonight. A new record.
When he was about to hit a street lamp, his phone rings and Naruto struggled to pick it up, although his hands were slighly shaky and that his sight was rather blurry, he managed to press the green button.
"H-hello?" Naruto says, adding a hiccup at the end of it.
"Naruto?" A concerned voice rings his eardrums. "Naruto, are you drunk?"
"What do yer want *hiccup, Kibaaa? I'm biziee..."
"Naruto you tell me where you are, and I'm gonna,-"
"*hiccup* Nah, I'm all okay. *hiccup* Just go to that woman...*hiccup* Not that I care."
Since a drunk man can't practically do two things at a time, Naruto who was too busy talking, was unaware he was already walkimg towards the road. Thankfully, there weren't so much people around. No cars driving through the road.
He heard a sigh at the phone and Kiba's voice turned to be more convincing. "Tell me where you are, Naruto. You haven't picked up my calls, I just got back home from work and your stuff are gone, I'm dead tired and right now, please let me drive you home."
"I don't have a home." Naruto quickly exclaimed. "Just go and fuck that woman, alright? I don't care." He was too persistent to end the call his hiccups stopped.
"Baby..."
"Just leave me the fuck alone!" Naruto shouts to his phone and to end the conversation, he throws his phone and beggan sobbing. It's really cold and he had left his muffler in the bar.
He's lost, drained, frustrated, depressed with all the things going on and sobs harder.
While he cries in the middle of the road, the people across the streets stares at him, but no one came to help him this time. Not even the channels.
For the third time, Sasuke, who could no longer ignore his ringing phone, finally picks up and yells, "The fuck do you want, Karin?"
"Oh, Sasuke. That's so rude. I was just about to come over to your place." Karin's high pitch voice was like screetching noise when you use a new chalk on the chalkboard.
"Get the fuck away from my house, will you? And stop following me, call these paparazi's to stop chasing me to my yard and end this. Please, I swear I could kill you any minute now."
"It's not my fault they're chasing you around, okay? I have my own too. And maybe the next time they take a picture, we should be in it together." Karin chuckles.
"Karin, I don't wanna waste my time on you. Just stop spaming my phone."
"But Sasuke,-" He shut off his phone and threw it, which landed perfectly at the side seat.
Just about last week, during the weekend, he just got a message from Sai that a picture of him naked was spreaded around the Internet and Sasuke had to literally threaten the paparazi to stop turning him into a porn star.
This has to stop. And the one who caused this is that lunatic bitch Karin. Sasuke slam his fist at the driving wheel and curse, pressing the oil harder to increase the speed.
The road is clear, so it's fine for hin to be the asshole he already is. He drives and the annoying noises made by the calls from his phone at side seat.
He was clearlt distracted with the small noises that sounded like it could blow out his mind, knowing Karin isn't gonna stop calling him if he answers, and shove his hand aside to grab it while his onyx eyes stick to the road.
The phone was vibrating and it slipped from his hand. "Fuck!" Sasuke curse, and lower down the speed to grab his phone.
With one last look at the road, Sasuke avert his eyes to the seat and saw his vibrating phone at the corner of the floor, still ringing.
Knowing he won't be be able to reach the phone with his car moving at a speed point, he let out a series of creative cuss and when he turns back to look at the road, his heart nearly skipped a beat to see man exactly standing in the middle of the way like a stick.
"Fuck!!!"
With the car this fast and the distance growing shorter, Sasuke knew what will happen next because it's too late to stab the brake.
Sasuke bumped his head at the steering wheel when he's hitted the man. As soon as he gets to his senses, he unbuckle up and walks out of his car with a headache and a small bruise ontop of his forehead. He curse after he called out for the man when no respond reached him.
Of course. How can he not think. He'd just killed someone. No one is walking by the street and now Sasuke is hessitate to leave the body. Instead, he walks further to see a blonde in a pool of his own blond. His chest rising dangerously slow.
He's alive!
Sasuke ought to call the emergency centre, but that would buy time and this man isn't gonna live any time soon. He cuss again and grunts when he carries the man into his car, blood spoiling the fine leather of his seat and everything inside the car. Usually, Sasuke hates a dot of dirt in his baby Lamborghini, but he couldn't risk to let a man die!
Breaking the speed point again, he drive his way to the nearest hospital and as soon as he got there, a woman in white uniform who saw him with blood in his hands didn't take a second chance to call for a doctor, as if she knows her cue very well and has done it more than a thousand times.
When the bloodied man was brought away, for the first time, Sasuke could get a glance of the very man he'd crashed into.
No, it's not a man.
It's an angel.
Sasuke couldn't help but stare and follow along until they've reached to the operation room, and the exact same woman, who turned out to be a nurse, blocked his way and mentioned, "I'm sorry, sir but you'll have to stay outside."
He knows that, this isn't the first time he'd witnessed a person getting into an operation room. It's that face that couldn't tear his stare apart. That clear radiant face that still looked so beautiful despite all the blood covering the whickered cheeks and entire face. Sasuke stops and after the door closed, he could finally breathe again.
They say a myth about falling angels used to be true.
More like standing angels.