--Ch. 2— Notebook
Author's random comments: I had a hard time to finish properly this one. It was hard to not repeat all the time the same words and I hated the ending, so I kind of redid it almost four times. The hardest part was to keep in short –thing I couldn't quite do- and stop adding to many not important details.
I don't know if anyone notices, but it abused of the use of the boy's names. Also, I overdid it with the thesaurus dictionary. Sorry =3
By the way, thanks for the reviews. You're awesome!
One week had passed and he merely opened his eyes when he stumbled to the bathroom. He muttered a soft moan, spitting little bubbles of toothpaste as an excuse from a 'morning, dad' when his father passed by the doorframe.
He was starting the second week, day one of the project; two weeks and 6 days left to finish and that subject never left his head during the last seven days.
But now, it was a new week. The last one had been horrible but this was a new start. He turned on the hot water and entered the shower.
Now that he was a lot more positive, he saw everything from a new perspective. It hadn't been as terrible as he though, the threatening he meant. He'd received only five stupid notes, one cruel nickname -what he couldn't remember- and so far, no bullies at all… (Except from that guy during lunch, Naruto had to kick his ass. He had to go to the principal's office, though; yet it was worth the detention) Maybe, he had overreacted.
However, this whole new joy was not enough to distract him from that matter. He had watched him closely -not that he wanted, Sasuke'd forced him to eat lunch with him three times- and he'd noticed Sasuke was very-- girly at some stuff and he always sat with his legs crossed, like girls did! Also, he moved his left hand everywhere when he tried to explain something. Right there, Naruto'd started to freak out, but just a bit. His right eye hadn't twitched at all and he never screamed 'Oh my f****** god! What the hell is that!' pointing crazily. Later on, he decided it was wrong to discriminate him because he could be-- y' know, that. Then, he managed to relax a little more. But still…
The stairs creaked under his feet. He made it unharmed to the kitchen table despite his eyes were half open and his brain was half working. He smiled sleepily at his dad who had left a red bowl, a spoon, milk and the cereal box in front of him. The scent of toasts woke him fully.
He bit the toast and poured milk in the bowl. The color of the milk was so white, so white and pale like Sasuke's skin… How could he be like that and live in this city?
Thanks to those forced lunches he had with Sasuke –to the project benefit; though he didn't think they were that late… But Sasuke likes to exaggerate- he got to meet Gaara. He discovered that the scary brow-less red-headed guy was a lot more that that. He was cool… Naruto thought he still was really scary, yet he was acquainted with him now. However, he'd be scared to death if he opened his closet door someday and found Gaara inside. Gaara, in his closet-- weird though. Subject change.
And at the other side of the table, there had been Sasuke, reminding him the boring project. When they started working he had been a pain in the ass. But after most of the big fights and the friction were over, they were capable to do some teamwork. He still did not like Sasuke, though. His arrogant aura remained, surrounding everything about him… His smirks, his unwanted-answers-for-an-unasked-question, when he called Naruto dobe or usuratonkachi, his glances… everything. But at least, they could talk to each other without starting world war III –or it was IV?
The last spoonful of milky cereal entered his mouth. The bowl was empty and the toast had long ago disappeared.
Perhaps, they could be friends- maybe, somewhere in the near future. He scratched the bottom of the bowl with the spoon. His elbow rested on the wooden table, his head laid on his fist. Perhaps, all those years of quarrel and competitive struggle made people care about the other. Also, Sasuke was a tolerable guy without that 'I'm better that you, so I ignore you' attitude.
The bowl was in the sink, schoolbag on his back- the blue textbook for the project and the colored paper were in. Good. Sasuke'd kill him if he forgot those-, cell phone on his pocket and bike under him. The blond only checked the time before leaving. He rushed to school as he noted he had sparse seven minutes and a half to be sited in his desk.
The wind roared in his ears and the sunshine made his golden locks twinkle.
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He smirked proudly. He had made it. He had covered the distance between his house and the school in record time, had gone through the main gate where was the bitter teacher who waited late student to send them to detention and had some additional time to spare and get some water- if his pants weren't a hint, he had rushed at the top speed his old bike could bear; he was tired and needed to hydrate his body.
"Yo, Naruto..."
"Ohayou, Shikamaru…" he walked towards him when he saw a familiar face, "Hi, Kiba!" the mentioned frowned. His pace didn't slow at the sound of his name. He even walked with more hurry. Naruto's puzzled eyes followed him until he vanished in the crowd "What's wrong with him? Wasn't he supposed to be talking to me again?"
"Yeah, but-" he scratched the back of his head idly. He sensed the blonde's annoyance as clear as- It really didn't mattered. The point was that Kiba was acting stupidly and his stupid slightly homophobic behavior was becoming a drag. And the worst was he continued stupidly denying it… Stupid inu-boy "The thing is, a little earlier, Chouji was nagging him and- well, you know how sensitive he gets when someone pronounces the G word nearby his name…"
"And he dares to call me Baka…" his snort was light "He's lucky that I forgave him for ignoring me— that I forgave such betrayal and he…" irritation flooded from his mouth- damn it! That day was though as a good one; Leave it to Kiba to ruin it with his foolish way of being… "Whatever, tell Kiba that he's stupid for me, ok?"
"Yeah, why not…" Shikamaru shrugged and followed.
After some meters, and with every step, his anger was soothed. Yeah, Kiba was an asshole sometimes—but they knew each other too long and too well to stay pissed. Besides, it would be over by lunch.
"Hum, Naruto" both teens reached Naruto's locker "Can I ask you something?"
"Yeah…" Naruto struggled with crumbling notebooks and glanced at him.
"Well, it's kind of dumb…" he fell into his old habit. His hand moved unnoticed by its owner towards the back of his head. "Do you remember when I told you and Kiba about that gossip?"
"Yeah…" he put his Chemistry and Math book on his bag and travelled to the bathroom- he was still thirsty. Shikamaru followed "I remember I wanted to die the next class when Sasuke's elbow brushed my ear… Why?"
He took a moment to reconsider.
"Nah, It's not important…" the teen closed his eyes a bit, eyes looking down to the floor.
"Uh… okay"
Their walking was resumed as well as Naruto's blabber. He listened halfway, resignedly. It was like the blonde to smile, irradiating joy and simply say 'I'm okay…' no matter how much he showed the opposite. It really was hopeless to ask.
TToTT
Perhaps, they could be friends, somewhere in the nearby future… Had he said that?
Deeply black eyes showed to him his own reflection when the distance between them was over the word inappropriate long ago. They were so close— Naruto's muscles tensed when he was prepared to jump over him.
Had he said they could be friends? Well—scratch that stupid sentence, clutch the paper until there's only a tiny ball, set it on fire and throw the ashes to the sea! That was never, ever going to happen! If those words were standing in a point of the earth, they would be located in the undoubted opposite pole.
"Moron, How could you forget it?!" angered words left his mouth and he wasn't sitting anymore, like he was supposed to.
"I'm sorry, okay?" Naruto said to him for the tenth time within the class. His eyes followed the dark haired picture while it sat again. The textbook wasn't blue after all.
Surrounding the corner were both boys were working -and now struggling, again- was the common murmur of concentrated students with the eventual louder scream that died before someone would be bothered. The people around them didn't even offered a little glance this time, only the teacher did- a small two seconds long peer to assure they were not murdering each other; just a small sigh of resignation and nothing more from their classmates. After the four Chemistry classes they had swallow last week and the 'ten minutes of recess between screaming' fights -they were extremely constant- they were habituated to the continuous noise and the classroom almost felt empty without their voices clashing, hushed first and then, shameless screeches. It felt like home-
"You're sorry, huh? Without that damn textbook we can't continue working, usuratonkachi!" the eyes of their classmates were fixed on their own functions.
"Well, I'm not a little perfect bastard like you, Sasuke!" tanned palms over the table, sky blue eyes narrowing, teeth and fist tightening and the whole class unaware. "I'm a normal person! I make mistakes, I forget things!"
"Yeah, normal, he says" he rustled the papers over the table while his hand pushed some black locks blocking his view behind his ear.
Naruto just silently watched his 'partner' lower his gaze to read some random text, completely ignoring him. He didn't budge a bit but he seemed just about to growl, though.
"I should have known you would forget it…" Sasuke whispered to himself and the blonde could hear it pretty clearly. Sky blue eyes narrowed some more and tanned knuckles were pale… A slight laugh could be heard outside the corner "I should've known you would forget the only damn important thing…! You recalled bringing the stupid and useless colored paper but not the only important thing, the damn te-"
Oh, the power of routine. Nonetheless, it was understandable. No one was looking. No eyes were spying. The entire class was immersed in the slightly grey and safe lethargy everyday custom meant. It would explain why no one considered it coming, no one was watching and no one was there to stop it.
A loud crash and the chair was on the floor, Sasuke beside the chair. He remained there, caressing his cheek, stunned and blood dripping from his face. Across the shared table, there was Naruto standing and his fist rose to a shoulder level.
"It took me AGES to find the stupid colored paper you wanted, asshole!"
The class fell deadly silent. Twenty or more pair of eyes were wide open, looking staggered –Did you hear that sound? That was routine breaking… or a body crashing into the floor, whatever- but now, they were drowning in a different mental state, the one sudden astonishment gave you and your thoughts seemed to have frozen and your brain cells wouldn't run.
This would explain again why everyone continued sitting stationary behind their desks.
Naruto looked -scorn leaking of his eyes- at Sasuke, who returned a poisoned stare. His nose bled a bit leaving a cherry red strand on his pale skin while a hideous lump was appearing under his left eye, red and slightly blue on the centre.
The eye contact was broken by Naruto; he looked away, at the window. His fingers fidgeted with the air, uncomfortably. Was he feeling a little resentful? Then, a soft noise and he turned his face just in time to see; a dark blur moving and—
His knee made a sickening crack when Sasuke kicked him.
Naruto fell hard against the floor. The raven, victoriously, observed his partner collapse. He curled up and grabbed his leg uttering various curses under his breath.
Naruto's words where the only sound that ripped the unbounded and cold silence.
"FUCK!" a trembling hand grasped the edge of the counter lifting the blond. His back was still mid-curled and his wounded extremity struggled intending to support him up "I'm going to kill you!"
The reverie covering the class broke. As Naruto attempted to tackle Sasuke, a strong hand impeded it because this was going too far and it had to end right now or they'll have one classmate less. The teacher stormed towards the corner, her high heels clattered on the floor. Some boys held the raven down, articulating soothing word so he would not free himself and attack the blonde. Alike words where whispered in his ears, not very successfully. He wasn't listening.
"Why did you kick me, bastard?!" he shove one of his hands, but someone stamped it to the floor before the bat of an eyelash.
"Uzumaki-kun, please--" a simple warning from the teacher, that should've halted any murderous intent from both teens, except this time it wasn't sufficient.
"You hit me first… or have you already forgotten?"
"Uchiha-kun, stop it."
"Shut up! You deserved it!" he winced as his leg moved slightly forward "I think you broke it…"
"Cry-baby"
"Boys, please…"
"What did you say?!"
"Stop it now--"
"What? Are you deaf now too, dobe?" a sarcastic smirk curved his lips. That damned smirk--!
"I'm going to fucking kill you!"
"ENOUGH!" the voice sounded raspy at the end of the scream and the students fell deadly silent again, all of them "I will not tolerate such outrageous behavior in my classroom! We're going to have a small talk with the headmistress!" she stared at her two students who suddenly seemed to have shrunk and were kneeled on the floor motionless "Move, now! Wait until your parents hear about this…"
After that, the boys had no other choice but to follow the angry woman- It would be plainly stupid to argue and get more trouble.
As he toddled, Naruto frowned. Sasuke stared blankly.
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His eyes landed on the window, then on the flower pot full of orchids and later, on the little pink pencil case with Hello Kitty waving at him. He scowled.
From the corner of his eye, he could see the gentle movements of the school nurse. His shoe tapped impatiently the white linoleum at the beat of the wall clock. But, seriously- it had passed by now 10 minutes since she started… How much time someone needs to bandage one not necessarily broken knee?
"So…" out of Sasuke's visual range, his voice left soft as a whisper, because in that horribly white room each noise echoed and sounded tenth times stronger "What do you think sensei?"
"Well," Sasuke moved his head to take a quick look, as he did the icepack stuck under his eye made a soft murmur of ice adjusting below plastic; it enabled him to appreciate how the nurse finished to immobilize Naruto's joint, finally "I can't say this for sure, but I don't think it's broken" Sasuke wasn't looking anymore, but he heard the blonde sigh with relief "But still I suggest you should go to the hospital… Tell your mom, okay?"
"Huh, yeah, sure…"
He heard the sound of a chair creaking; Naruto intended to stand up. Later on, the sound of a body diving heavily in the same chair; he got up, his leg failed bearing his weight and he was back when he started, sitting in the chair- how typical.
"No! Please, Uzumaki-kun, do not try to stand up…" she dashed towards him.
After Naruto's rant on how he was going to travel if he mustn't stand up and the nurse giving him a wheel chair, because they had not more crutches; past the moment when the lady offered Sasuke to push the blonde to their next destination and Naruto's second rant about how he could move it by himself, thank you and the awkward and silent walk together avoiding eye contact, they where finally there. The metal plaque read 'Principal's office'. Both of them hesitated. Sasuke reached the door and pushed the wood slowly.
Inside, there were three little chairs and, on the opposing side, there was a lady typing on an old computer. Naruto moved forward, his wheels creaking. In front of him, another door stood, the barricade the separated them from someone and his fate and it was slightly more frightening than the other door.
"Naruto-kun! Ohayou!" the secretary or so Sasuke guessed, adjusted her glasses and smiled at the blond.
"Hi, Aiko-chan… You missed me?" he watched Naruto wave back and approach the desk.
The young woman –she probably hadn't passed her thirties yet- huffed, sounding concerned but failed at suppressing a grin, such a familiar atmosphere between them –but the most odd detail was she wasn't surprised to see Naruto reach the desk in a wheel chair-, she replied softly "It's only been four days since the last time you were here, Naruto-kun…" she chuckled.
"Well, this time it wasn't my fault…"
"Yeah, of course…" she continued typing.
Meanwhile, Sasuke chose not to hear them because their little chat was becoming more annoying by each moment and was giving him a headache. He sat on one of the chairs, furthest as possible of them, next to the door (not the hated one) and wandered what'll happen now. This was his first time in the principal's office unlike that dobe who talked to the woman as they were lifetime best friends.
A bad muffled chuckled came from the secretary's direction and it made Sasuke's gaze turn and face the pair. Naruto chattered unbelievably calm. Sasuke, on the other hand, felt his fingers a little numb and awkward when he moved them. It wasn't like he was concerned or anything (He was not!) about the detention thing but- why was he so happy and all smiles right now? Wait—it wasn't like he felt out or something… (He really was not!) Suddenly, Naruto's neck twitched like necks do when someone's going to turn around. He huffed and his eyes moved to the other side and assumed a relaxed position with a touch of his famous "I don't care about you" attitude. But, he didn't do that on purpose, of course.
He heard a soft bump coming from the door, the hated one, and his mind was aware again of why he was there.
A black blur with a green tie and a greasy glitter cast away other thoughts or memories. His shoulders stiffened. He had been sent to the principal's office one time before- and it wasn't for making trouble of any sort (See, Sasuke was more or as smart as he looked like. When he confronted Naruto in a place dangerously public, his senses were warned and at the sight of a disciplinary entity, as to say a teacher or the principal -He would never forget that time- his lips sealed and ignored the little blond bothering him. Until now). It had been because a gloomy aura had floated around him more than usual two and a half years ago and they, the teachers, were worried about him, pretending ignorance about the subject, acting like he should be fine… But honestly-- who would be happy after your parents got divorced? Yes, he understood it was best for them to be apart but, he had the right to be a little depressed at least. They couldn't expect him to go around like his usual self, right? - On a second thought, maybe they did...
That's when his mother decided to take him, after she got that phone call, to see a psychologist. Sasuke would never ever forgive his mom for sending him to see that horrifying shrink. That creepy and shinny hairless scalp and the zoo-themed tie! And… and the puppets! - Traumatizing. He fidgeted and had the sudden rush of running away. He wouldn't stand that again. He was inches from the door and the woman seemed sufficiently distracted. He just needed to stretch his arm a little and he'll be free… Regardless of those urges, his common sense stepped in. He didn't budge, not even a bit and then, he swallowed difficultly. He started to scratch the arm of his chair because he desperately needed to do something when the unexpected sound of someone's voice (guess whose) bursting into an annoying laughter forced him to turn again. He stared hatefully at Naruto, though unluckily his eyes were at the other side of his face.
The clock ticked on the wall there too and with each little sound his patience wore out… This Aiko-lady laughed again and Naruto was still talking to her. Then, he moved the wheel chair and the rusted thing creaked. Then, the tick echoed in his ears again and her nails drummed on the glass overtop of the desk. The wheelchair creaked and that goddamned tick…! He wasn't into religion, but prayed for them to stop, now.
Then, the ring of the phone was heard and Sasuke rested his head back, rather violently (God, please make them stop)… It hurt as his nape hit the wall. He had kind of forgotten the brick wall was there. The squeaky voice of the lady called the names of both teens.
"You may come in, now…" she murmured, telephone in her hand. Her palm covered the speaker. Her face assumed her primal expression after hanging up "Tsunade-sama is waiting for you."
Naruto sighed "Here I go again…" and entered the other room.
Something in Naruto's tone reminded him of his dad plus a scowl. Now, he could only hope his mom wouldn't call his dad. He moved eagerly his fingers again, they felt cold and moved awkwardly in his pockets; a deep breath and then he followed.
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The first thing Sasuke noticed about the principal was her giant boobs merely held inside the grey jacket. It was too weird and he just couldn't stop gawking. He kept staring until Naruto rolled his eyes and nudged him; he blushed slightly and avoided looking at him, mostly embarrassed.
She closed wearily the files in her hands and while taking her reading glasses off, she sighed.
"So, Naruto… You've come back pretty so--…"
For the first time since the boys came into her office, she looked up.
Sasuke would've expected any kind of reactions coming from her. He pictured anything swinging from incandescent fury to total disapproval or perplexity. He even wandered if she might laugh a little if she was in a good mood. But, he had felt truthfully humiliated when she began a non-stop cackle. She had been forced to grasp the edge of her table or she'd fallen hardly onto the floor.
Brushing her tears off and holding her stomach –one hand remained in the corner of the table- she managed somehow to utter pointing at Sasuke, "Hey you boy" her body tilted to the side, she had moved her support-hand "Move your hair. Let me see it!"
His fists clenched and the corner of his lips twitched a little. Naruto's chair squeaked a little. Sasuke couldn't actually see him but despite that, he perceived his enjoyment. It was almost as effective as he was laughing directly at Sasuke's face.
Reluctantly, and his mouth continued twitching in the meantime, his pale fingers reached one of the dark locks covering his face and he moved it away.
After a lifetime, her guffaw broke into giggles and then halted completely. Sasuke checked the time in his watch. Seven minutes. Seven precious minutes of his life wasted watching that wacko making fun of them, him mainly. She cleared her throat and Sasuke had the feeling that now was time for the serious stuff.
"Well, I bet you both know why you're here… "She spotted Naruto, defying him to contradict her and the blond teen seemed to shrink. So, Tsunade continued "Now what I want is for you two to stop it. This is not the first time I've heard complains about your struggles."
Her speech stretched many minutes and it sounded like it knew no end. Sasuke's eyes flickered and he stumbled. Some scant sun beams made it through the curtains warming the place. The heavy environment affected him and soon was tougher to pay attention. He started to doze off while wishing for a chair.
Tsunade's voice reached the well-known conclusion tone. Relief invaded him and Naruto too; -he heard him sigh- that he nearly missed hearing the last phrase.
"Apologize to each other" it bluntly slipped from her mouth and it beat his faces, as it bordered the absurd.
"What?!" Naruto translated the common thought to words.
"What I said, apologize" her laced hands facing them from the desk gave the words solemnity "It's the only way you two will stop fighting"
Both boys stood motionless.
"Well?" she asked in a warning tone "Who is going first?" Sasuke knew she knew none of them would go willingly first. Her eyes moved from Naruto to Sasuke, expectantly. She finally gave up her waiting "I see… Well, then I'll choose." she smirked "You, go first!"
"Huh? Why?!" Sasuke retorted, against his common sense that cried 'You shouldn't retort the Principal, moron' "Why me?! He should do it first. It was his entire fault, anyway!"
Naruto had decided, for once in his life, to stay wisely in silence. Still he quietly growled.
"You'll go first because you asked why. That's why."
Later, when Sasuke got over her senseless reply, he looked at Naruto –that dragon lady forced him- and he murmured "Whatever, I'm sorry"
"Why you're sorry Uchiha?" her high tone implied his apologize was incomplete.
"I'm sorry that I kicked your knee and you have to use a wheelchair to move around."
"It's okay, Sasu-chan. I forgive you" a big smiled spread in Naruto's lips as Sasuke death glared at the stupid nickname. His lips muttered a hateful curse against the blonde with all the disdain that soundless words could have and Naruto snickered evilly at the sight.
"Well, now is your turn Naruto…"
"Wha-..?! I'm the victim here!" his stupid smiled disappeared and the one smiling now was Sasuke.
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Finally, they were released. The sun was settling, the orange sunlight illuminating their figures. Black and lengthened shadows were behind them. In their minds, the fresh pleasant and utterly humiliating memories of their time in the principal's office were battling to see which were stronger.
What referred to Naruto's blond head, the bad ones were winning and were highly advantaged. It wasn't fair, the good ones were handicapped. They'd happened before.
In Sasuke's head more important things where bothering him besides that stuff. Phrases that that woman had said, like "It's Needless to say that you're both coming to detention this Saturday, right?" when they were leaving, guards off -breaking the premature relief of finally leaving that horrid office- so it would hurt more. But the particularly worst was "Your parents are already informed of your behavior," then she had glared directly at him "both of them." and she silently enjoyed the anguish in his eyes, he was sure.
Naruto peeked to his side to watch Sasuke pace. He assumed that Sasuke didn't like to walk home next to him. They couldn't do much, though. The road to their respective houses was almost the same. Naruto couldn't wait for the corner in where they got separated because the nurse couldn't borrow him the wheel chair and now he was hobbling his way home, supporting his weight on Sasuke –because walking on his own was too hard and he moved 3 meters per minute. From the corner to his home were only two minutes, walking slow and Naruto figured the ten minutes that distance would take to him alone was a million times better that to be forced to support himself in Sasuke.
Some pigeons pecking the floor flew away as they approached. The rustling of their feathers intertwined with city noises were the sound that filled the environment. They hadn't spoken once since the left the school. Well, Naruto said bye to Haruno Sakura when he spotted her taking the bus. She replied too cheerfully to Sasuke –he ignored her, to Sakura's disappointment- and then she smiled sweetly –he supposes- at him and waved. Then, the words died.
Luckily, the corner was close and after some more uncomfortable walking, they got there. Naruto removed his arm from around Sasuke's shoulders and waited for him to do the same. A crow passed over their heads and Naruto kept waiting.
"Sasuke, you can let me go now. I can walk on my own…" he uttered in a husky voice, due to not talking for fifteen minutes.
Sasuke abruptly took off his arm and it made Naruto lose his balance. He frowned at Sasuke's back "Fuck, what the hell is your problem!"
Sasuke was walking slowly to his road when he halted and looked back "Shut up for a while"
Sasuke waited and waited a second more. It was strange, nothing came. He shrugged his thought about Naruto retorting his uncommonly squeaky voice. He began his triumphal retreat, bet there was something coming.
"Hey you stop it!" he shouted and his tone was a little toner than usual. The blond was sure that the tensed school shirt's collar was hurting Sasuke's neck, since he was gripping it upwards. Naruto stared fiercely because noted he could only lift Sasuke mere few inches since he had gotten so tall in summer while he didn't, but most of it was he'd had enough with his bitchy attitude.
Maybe Sasuke would have preferred it hadn't gone that way, that his thoughts had not been so easily muffled by anger and maybe, he hadn't considered Naruto such a bother. The mid-cooling air mixed with his breath as he pushed kind of hardly –but at this point was hard to care- and he snapped.
"Have you ever thought I don't give a shit about you?" he could tell Naruto's knee was trobbing, if it had been some other time, maybe -in depths of his soul- he might have felt a little guilty. Not this time. He continued turning all his frustration on Naruto because, really, it felt as it was his entire fault. He said he was an idiot and a loser until it was hard to keep speaking "Don't look at me like I'm a bastard because I don't care about your stupid not necessarily broken leg and like I'm an inhuman smug person, okay?! I don't like you enough to care. Stop bothering me"
Then he left definitely. The lone blond was left with blue eyes blinking like crazy and a accelerating respiration. His brain processed it slowly and by the time he shouted back, quivering voice and eyes tightly shut Sasuke was too far away to hear or to take the time to come back.
But, you know what? It didn't get him. He'd never actually hoped they could be somehow like friends. He didn't care if he thought he was an idiot and/or a loser and absolute it'll never bother him he didn't give a shit about him. In fact, he was glad. He felt the same way.
His pulse still rushed and then, he decided it was best to not think about this anymore.
After that, he hobbled home all alone. He reached his home 10 minutes later than he had expected, though. His raced heart wouldn't help the cause.
Whew, finished it, finally.
I hope it wasn't too horrible and I that you enjoyed it! :3 Because that's what this is all about.
If you thought it was totally senseless or boring, you have all the right to bluntly express your feelings in the review. You can review if you liked it too… x
Sorry if there wasn't much about the pairing. and Gaara was only present in an imaginary closet and brief comments, but I'll change soon. Including those embarrassing romantic misunderstandings I live for Sasuke and Naruto. I'll get Gaara a love life as well.
That's all for now. 'Till later.
Adios! ^^
-Akiko Fujishima-