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Chapter 2: Unpredictable

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"Aniki! I'm home!" a thin framed Uchiha announced, walking into his simple two story house. He had heard the rumors; some gossiping students of his school had claimed that Sasuke lived in a huge mansion on the other side of town, while others swore that he changed houses every day.

Sasuke simply shook his head at these rumors. No one knew him or his brother. All they knew was that the two were orphaned after his parents died in a plane crash. They knew that they were also the heirs of the Uchiha Industries Company and their parents multi-million dollar will. They all had heard of the long and highly publicized incident when their uncle, Uchiha Madara, tried to create a fraudulent will to take all the money for himself, and when that failed, argued with the judge that the two were too young to handle such money.

Uchiha Itachi, Sasuke's older brother, had proved to be quite the negotiator at only 17 years old and convinced Madara to give up the case with the terms that Itachi and Sasuke would take the money, while Madara could take over the company. This seemed to satisfy the man, and the case was closed. It had been four years since then, yet everyone still remembered it.

But the cold and aloof younger Uchiha had no desire to set his classmates straight on his real life. After all, if it hadn't been for his name and family history, no one would have cared to find out who he was. If he had been the most hideous kid in school, none of his fangirls would even bother looking at him. They only wanted to know him because of his money and his looks, and for that, he turned them all away.

"Otouto, you're later than normal." Itachi raised a slender brow at his younger brother as he leaned on the kitchen door-frame, eating a slice of pizza over a paper plate.

"Hn, you're just home early." Sasuke responded a bit coldly, but Itachi didn't mind. That was just how Sasuke was, and he was quite used to it.

"Hai. I turned in my report today, so I don't have any homework I need to slave over. I brought home a pizza if you want any." He bit into the cheese covered Italian sensation.

"Thanks." Sasuke nodded before heading up to his room. Itachi smirked at his brother's complete predictability and went back into the kitchen while his otouto climbed up the stairs tiredly.

His backpack hit the floor with a thud and Sasuke sighed. He sat down on his bed, thinking about the blonde that he had been watching. It was as if he had seen a completely different Uzumaki Naruto, and to be honest, it slightly baffled him.

"Sometimes people hide their feelings and put on a front for everyone. If you don't take time to look for it, you don't notice it"

At first Sasuke had felt like Iruka had been talking about him, but now he knew the English teacher had meant Naruto. He had often seen the two talking and noticed how Iruka had given the blonde idiot a break more often than other teachers.

I guess I'll go talk to Iruka-sensei…Maybe he can help. Sasuke thought to himself before walking back out his room to where dinner awaited.

"How was school today?" Itachi asked, now watching his little brother eat.

"Fine. You?"

"Like I said, I turned in that god-forsaken report today, so I can finally spend some time with my Otouto." Itachi smiled, and Sasuke smiled back. It was a rare sight, and hardly anyone ever saw them smile, except each other. As cold as he was, Sasuke held a warm spot for his big brother. After all, Itachi was all he had, he had taken care of Sasuke when their parents died, and he was the only one who saw Sasuke for who he really was. "If you don't have any homework, maybe tomorrow night we can go see a movie."

Sasuke sighed, making up an excuse as to why he couldn't, "Unfortunately I have to write a report. Two, actually." It wasn't that he didn't want to spend time with his brother, it was just that any place where teenagers his age gathered was a place he wanted to avoid at all costs.

"Oh? What about?"

"Our English teacher put us into groups of three. We have to observe our partners more closely than we usually do, then write a report, creating a symbol for them and explain why we chose that symbol."

"Ah, a lesson in symbolism."

"And torture." Sasuke muttered.

"Aw, it can't be that bad."

Sasuke simply glared at his older brother.

"That bad, huh?" Itachi leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms, "Who are your partners?"

"Uzumaki Naruto and Haruno Sakura. Both are annoying, but at least I've made some interesting discoveries about Naruto." He explained before biting into his pizza.

"I remember Sakura…didn't she come over one valentines day to give you chocolate? She was the pink haired one, right?"

"Unfortunately."

"And you put in these groups by your teacher."

"Again, unfortunately."

Itachi laughed, "Otouto, you're going to have to learn to look on the bright side of life sometime, you know."

"I suppose. I could have gotten Yamanaka stuck in my group, or that idiot dog kid." Sasuke shrugged.

"What do you think you're going to chose for your symbols?"

"I'm not sure, I haven't really gotten to know either much yet." Sasuke got up from his chair to throw away his plate.

"Why don't you invite them over?"

Sasuke raised an eyebrow at his brother. "What's with you? You're awfully talkative. And invite someone over? You're kidding me, right?"

"You don't know until you try."

"I think that philosophy class has gotten to your head, Aniki." Sasuke shook his head as he walked out of the kitchen.

Itachi simply smiled. "So we'll be seeing that movie tomorrow then." Sasuke sighed aloud, and Itachi laughed.

"Alright ladies, since Gai-sensei is going to be in Suna for a week, I've teamed up the boys and girls classes to teach you all a new form of exercise that requires more grace and poise. It's called dancing." A shapely, brunette, physical education teacher announced to her students.

"And I don't mean that poor excuse for dancing you all do at your proms and formals and what not. We're talking REAL dancing. Today and all next week we'll be going over different types of dancing like the waltz, the tango, two-step, line dancing, and if we have time, we might get to the cha-cha as well."

While the girls in the class had no qualms about this, almost every male in the class whined inwardly and outwardly as well.

"I will be picking your partner, and for times sake, they will be your partner for the rest of the week."

"But Kurenai-Sensei…" one student raised his hand, "There are more guys than girls."

"Then we'll just have to pair up guys with guys." She stated simply, ignoring the looks of disgust on some of the guys faces and giggles from the girls. "Alright everyone, line up!"

The girls, all trying to position themselves so they'd be paired with Sasuke, gathered in a frolicking poor excuse for a line.

"LADIES! If you want everyone to have to run 3 laps around the track, I suggest you learn what a line looks like and make one!"

When the mass confusion died down and the more "delicate" gender was able to position themselves into a real line, Kurenai-sensei began to pair off boys with girls. Somewhere during the confusion and while their teacher wasn't looking, Sasuke was able to slip out from the middle of the line to the back, much to the dismay of his many fangirls.

"Alright, so we've got you five left…" she muttered, looking at the remainder of the male line, "Tenzou with Kaiten, Uchiha with Uzumaki and Kosha, you'll be my partner."

Naruto glared at his teacher, then Sasuke. "Why couldn't you just stay put up there?" he growled in irritation at his new partner.

"Alright everyone, first we're going to learn the proper stance for a waltz. Guys place your hand on your partner's waist—no, not so low Taiwa! Yes, There. Then take their hand."

Sasuke placed his hand on Naruto's waist. "Oh hell no." Naruto swatted his hand away, "I am NOT going to be the girl in this."

"Fine." He replied simply, letting Naruto guide.

After Kurenai finished her demonstration of how to waltz, music began to play. "That's your que to the dance, dobe." Sasuke huffed.

"Hmph!" Naruto jerked them sideways in a less than graceful manner. Thirty seconds into the dance and Naruto had already trampled all over his partner's feet.

"Gah, just let me lead." Sasuke demanded.

"Fine…" Naruto muttered, accepting defeat to their pointless battle.

The rest of the song went smoothly, save for the couple of glares from fangirls and snickers from the other guys. The blonde felt his face flush red from embarrassment when he noticed their teacher staring at the two of them with a smirk. Great, everyone is out to embarrass me, even my teachers!

"Have you done your papers yet?" Sasuke finally spoke

"Huh? Oh, no…I don't know what to write for either of you…" Naruto looked down at his feet, pretending to concentrate on their movements. "You?" Of course, he probably already has his done.

"Me either."

Naruto was surprised, "Surely I'm not that hard to categorize. Just call me a llama or something goofy like that."

"Iruka-sensei said that'd result in an automatic failure, or were you not listening, dobe?"

"Hey! And stop calling me that!" Naruto growled.

"Hn. Maybe I should use that as your symbol." Sasuke smirked.

"Why you!—"

"Uchiha, Uzumaki!" Kurenai beckoned the two as she turned off the music. "You two…" she began as the class watched while the two made their way toward her, "were better than any group I saw. Everyone, watch and learn!"

"A- a- ano, Kurenai-sensei!" Naruto protested, but the music was turned back on nonetheless.

"aaand 1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3…good, good!" she clapped as the two as they moved across the floor.

Sakura, who had been the object of Naruto's affection since 5th grade, glared at him. Ino, whom he couldn't stand anyway, glared at him as well. In fact, almost every girl in the class was glaring. The embarrassment only rose as Kiba and a few other guys made kissy faces and wolf whistles.

Naruto's face grew brighter and brighter, while Sasuke seemed to remain completely calm. How can he stay so unaffected by this? Isn't he embarrassed at all? He felt Sasuke grip his hand a little bit, but in a comforting matter. As soon as he began to focus on the rhythm and their movements, everyone else seemed to matter less; Kurenai instructed everyone to begin practicing again, the blonde was finally back to normal.

"How could you stay so calm?" He asked.

"It's only an assignment, nothing to be embarrassed over, dobe."

"yeah…gah! But everyone was staring, and you heard the guys…well I guess you weren't receiving all the glares from the girls though…"

"That's what you and everyone else have in common. You care too much what other people think about you, and you put up this façade so you can be just like them." The raven haired Uchiha stated simply, then leaned over to whisper in the other's ear, "but if you stop caring, you see a whole 'nother side to life."

The ever so light scent of his cologne reminds me of soft pillows on a sunny Saturday morning… The feel of his breath on his ear like a warm breeze in the field, tickling my skin… And the tug in the pit of his stomach my heart beat so hard it sunk to my stomach.

It was only a second, a confused gaze from sparkling oceanic eyes to a mysterious hole of dark yet warm charcoal orbs, yet it lasted in what seemed like an hour. Then Naruto blushed deeply, looking down at their feet again

"Teme…don't confuse me!"

Sasuke smiled. And there it was. That feeling again. The feeling that my insides were being yanked downward, and a choking feeling in my throat. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't think. I couldn't do anything else but…smile back? It was beautiful…no! It wasn't anything queer like that…it was like seeing a shooting star. It was…mesmerizing. I know it sounds gay, but it was amazing. Naruto tried to reason it all out but only found himself more confused.

Class ended with the blonde finally able to get some space away from his ever so strange partner. The boys headed back to the locker room, yet once inside, Naruto was endlessly tortured by Kiba, who found the whole class just too funny to not joke about.

"Honestly, will you just shut up?" Naruto finally slammed the locker door shut, glaring at his best friend, "It's not my fault I got partnered with him. Blame his stupid fan girls!".

"Woah, no need to get angry!" Kiba raised his hands defensively.

Naruto sighed, catching from the corner of his eye the sight of Sasuke's regular shirt sliding down his spine. "It was just…embarrassing, okay?" he said in a considerably quieted voice.

Kiba knew his friend, and this was a sign to back off. He nodded, quickly changing the subject. "Hey, you wanna hang out tonight? Shika and Chouji and I were thinking we could go see a movie."

"Which one, what time?" Naruto leaned on his locker

"Devi's Prison, 5:25?"

"Sounds good, I've been wanting to see that."

The bell rang

"Argh, I gotta run so I can copy the homework from Shikamaru!" Kiba said, lifting his bag over his back. "See ya later!"

"See ya" Naruto waved then went back to closing up his bag. His next class was a study period, so he had no need to rush. Just as he went to stand up, he felt a hand lightly brush his arm in passing, yet in an obvious, deliberate movement. Turning to see who it was, he only caught a glimpse of spiky black hair before it disappeared out the door.

Naruto ran a hand through his messy blonde hair, frowning in thought. Something more than a simple dance lesson had transpired back there, or at least it seemed. Shaking his head, he tried to think of something else as he walked out of the locker room.

"You didn't."

"I did."

"How could you?!"

"You could at least say thanks?" Itachi stood, waving two movie tickets in his hand. "Honestly, you need to get out more."

"Thanks but no thanks. I don't want to get out more than I have to. Can't we see a movie here?"

"No."

"Why?"

"Because I said so."

And thus the war began. Sasuke glared. Itachi raised an eyebrow, hands on his hips. Sasuke pouted. Itachi sighed.

"God damnit, Sasuke! What are you so afraid of? It's not like I'm making you go in a pink tutu. And it's just going to be you and me."

"And probably everyone else that goes to my school." Sasuke added.

Itachi grunted in annoyance. Honestly, his little brother was so unreasonable sometimes, "I offered to let you be home schooled way back when. You remember that?"

"Yes."

"And you didn't want to. You wanted to go to a public school."

"I wanted to find someone like me, but obviously that was wishful thinking and a mistake on my part." Sasuke huffed. "The only one like me is you…" he trailed off, flashes of memories of the blonde idiot making plans with his friends to see the same movie at the same time. A small smirk curved the corners of his lips, "alright, fine. But I want my own popcorn!" he gave in, running upstairs to get ready.

Itachi watched his baby brother with a confused grin. What the hell was that all about, Otouto?

The theater wasn't completely packed, but it was enough to make Sasuke's skin crawl. He didn't like large, crowded places—especially large crowded places in which his feet stuck to the floor.

He watched as Itachi played with is phone before the previews began. Sasuke had decided the moment that Iruka offered extra credit that his third person would be Itachi. Even though he had known the man all his life, Sasuke was still just as at a loss of how to symbolize his brother accurately.

Like an owl—Strong, keen and observant. But no, he's more graceful than that too. And more mysterious. Like a panther? No, he's also wise and cunning—sharp as a tack, too. Sasuke made note of his appearance, his masculine yet delicate features framed gently by dark, raven black hair… Yes…that's it. A raven. Perfect.

Sasuke smirked inwardly. At least if his paper on Sakura ended up being a flunk, he could totally make it up with the extra credit. Now he just needed to tackle one for Naruto.

"Hey, no fair! You guys get the good seats!"

The younger Uchiha woke out of his trance to look over at the people coming to sit down in his row. It was a small group, he could tell, but he didn't realize which group this was until a certain blonde haired dobe sat down next to him—completely oblivious to the fact that he was popping Sasuke's personal space bubble.

Sasuke let out a long sigh. A big, long, irritated sigh. Itachi looked up to see his brother intensely brooding. "What's wrong?"

Naruto finally looked over to see who he had just sat himself next to, "Sasuke?"

"So you finally noticed, dobe." Sasuke glared.

"Now Sasuke-kun, that's not how you should talk to your friends." Itachi chided slightly.

"Uh?" Naruto looked at the man next to his apparent "friend".

"Naruto, this is my brother Itachi. Itachi, this is Uzumaki Naruto, a classmate of mine" he introduced the two, glaring at Itachi on the word "classmate".

"aah, nice to meet you, Uzumaki-san" Itachi reached over and shook the blonde's hand.

"Heheh, you're not at all like Sasuke." Naruto grinned, and Sasuke had the biggest urge to wipe that smile off his face.

"Well, I wouldn't say that. A lot of people say we're quite the same, actually." Itachi smirked.

Sasuke felt like he had shrunken 5 times his size. Itachi knew everything about him—Okay, almost everything—And he was in the perfect position to spill it all out to the one person Sasuke wanted to hide it all from…and reveal it all too? God, what is with me?

"Oi, Teme. You alright there? You look like you're going to puke." Naruto warned concernedly.

Sasuke simply sighed and closed his eyes. "I'm fine. Long day."

Suddenly the lights began to dim as the previews began to play. About freakin' time!

"Chyeah. You're telling me." Naruto sat back, knowing all too well what his "friend" meant.

A.N.: Alright, I think I decided on the pairing here. Or have I? Sasuke seems to be quite interested in Naruto, yet he is pretty close to Itachi. And no. I'm not above writing an uchihacest (I've actually wanted to write one for a while...ehehe...). Which would y'all rather me do? Review and let me know!