Hello again! Well I got a bunch of really nice reviews and so I've decided to make this a three-shot story! My silly little gerbils have been spinning their ideas in my head, so I've been writing up a storm these past few days. A big thank you to acertaininsomniac for being kind enough to give me a first review! Also I just HAD to give a BIG BIG BIG shout-out to Chibi Super Pan for giving me such an amazing review! I was a bit nervous to start this chapter then I read your review and I'm pumped!! So I hope that you all enjoy this second part but be warned, it may be a little sad. =( But not for long! I promise! Well let's get to it then!
Warning: This will be a boyxboy story, so if you are sensitive to this please do not read it. Although I don't know why you would read the second chapter before the first…-sweatdrops-. And there will be lime, so if you do not like smut or do not know what it is, please do not read. Otherwise, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of it's characters…-sighs-
Countdown to Heartbreak
Damn. Double damn. Hell, triple damn. I looked hot. I mean sure, I normally thought that I wasn't half bad, but nothing says suave quite like a tuxedo. The black and white penguin suit was much more flattering that I had expected it to be, and after the half hour of standing perfectly still in fear of getting stabbed by the little Russian lady who worked on my alterations, I could see the aches were all worth it. It was loose in the right places, and snug in other, more attractive parts of my body. And despite the naturally messy blond spikes that flopped around my head, I was looking very spiffy.
Kiba, on the other hand, was having some issues.
"Damnit Naruto, where did you put my tie?" Glancing in the mirror to watch him pace the room was probably one of the funniest things I had seen in a while. He looked frantic, like his tie was the key to a million dollars locked away in some safe. In truth, he was only worried because he had bought it to match Hinata's dress, which was lilac. So how he had managed to lose it in a room full of men's clothes, I would never know.
"First of all, I didn't touch your tie. Second of all, how are you going to tell Neji that you're Hinata's date? I mean you got away with asking her while he was getting lunch, but the tie is going to be a pretty hard to hide," I said, tugging on the coat on my tux. Turning back to face my brother, I watched as he fumbled with buttoning his white shirt while kicking around his dirty clothes. And people call me messy? His room looked like a bomb went off in it! An extremely, dirty bomb.
My words must have sunk in for him because his body tensed, all movement stopping as the look of pure fear etched itself onto his face. Shaking my head and sighing, I walked over casually to the hanger that was now sporting the tie that represented Kiba's demise and threw it at him. He caught it weakly before he looked up at me, shaking his head.
"Shit! We're all driving over together too. You have to stand next to him tonight; your idiocy will distract him." I scowled and crossed my arms over my chest. And no, it wasn't a pout. Only girls pout, men scowl.
"That's not why he's my friend you know. We happen to play on the same baseball team, remember? He hit you with that ball that he 'accidentally' threw in your direction? Just like when you 'accidentally' grabbed his cousi—"
"Alright alright, the last thing I need you to bring up tonight is that! As if he isn't already going to be thinking about it!" Kiba growled out before jerking his tie on. Miraculously, Iruka had bought a tux for a wedding he was attending a few months back, and besides the pant legs' length, it fit Kiba really well. So I, being the amazing brother than I am, stapled the bottoms into cuffs after Kakashi and Iruka had left. Sure it looked ridiculous if you were up close, but the lights would be off at the dance. And it wasn't like people stared at each other's feet anyways! Plus, neither of us knew how to sew. So at the time, the stapler seemed like the perfect solution.
"I really hope that you know how to kiss ass. Otherwise, it's going to be a lonely night for you," I said, laughing at the irritated glare I got in return.
"Yea well, at least I got a date." The thought sobered me instantly.
"It's not my fault! Stupid Sasuke had to go and blackmail me into driving him tonight. If not for him, I'd be swimming in ladies right now." It was Kiba's turn to laugh, and my turn to glare. Fighting with Kiba was like fighting with a mirror. We had lived together for so long that our personalities had rubbed off on each other a little too much. Then again, nothing pissed Sasuke off more than having to deal with both of us at the same time.
I felt my glare weaken as my mind drifted back to school. Or more precisely, the kiss that me and Sasuke shared. Wait wait, we didn't share it! He snuck up on me like some type of ninja! I didn't even have time to defend myself. So actually, it wasn't even a kiss. It was just a meeting of the mouths. Yea, that sounded much better than me locking lips with Uchiha Sasuke. Or, well, it should have.
"Uh, hello? You gonna answer me anytime soon?" I jerked my head up to look at Kiba, grinning sheepishly. Damn I was caught thinking about Sasuke. What the hell was wrong with me?
"Sorry, what were you saying dog-breath?"
"I was saying that you better come find us at the dance tonight. Otherwise you're going to be a single child again and my body will be floating down a river in a plastic bag."
"I'm not sure he'd waste the bag on you. He may just throw your body in the nearest dumpster and call it a night." At the paling of his face, I knew he was playing the scene out in his mind. I wrapped my arm around his shoulders and ruffled his hair roughly as I spoke. "You bonehead, stop worrying. The one thing I'm 100 percent sure about is that Neji does care about Hinata's feelings. Sure he's a bit protective of her, who isn't protective about the ones they love? Not to mention they've practically grown up together. It's no wonder that he doesn't like the idea of you coming in and nabbing her. But if she wants to be with you, I'm sure he'll try his best not to kill you."
"You know, for a complete knucklehead, you're not half bad at these speech things. They should book you for one of those 'don't drink and drive' presentations we always sleep through."
"Well thank you. It's about time my genius gets recognized!" I pushed him toward the door when I heard a car beeping outside. Since it was only around seven, I knew it wasn't the pain in the ass. "Tell them that I'll meet you guys near the front doors. I don't want to get lost in the swarms of girls once they see me walk into the dance."
"The only reason they'd come near you was so they could run you over to get to Sasuke." Before I could reply to the low blow, Kiba had left. The idiot. Last time I ever let him into the knowledgeable brain of Uzumaki Naruto! Now I was considering being an accomplice in the murder of Kiba, but decided against ruining the tux. After all, dry-cleaning was expensive when trying to hide a murder! Plus, you know that's how those CSI people figure out you were involved. I'd just leave it to the professional.
I spent the next half hour doing pointless things that wouldn't matter five minutes into the dance. Combing my hair only seemed to add to its rebellious act, so I didn't even bother. It wasn't like I cared, people knew me for my lack of grooming. And with only one week left of school, why should I care? I'd never see half these people again! So after making sure I had enough money and deodorant to last through the night, I waited.
This was probably the worst idea ever. Because when I didn't keep my ADD occupied, I started to think. And for some reason, I couldn't get Sasuke out of my head. There were too many things that just didn't add up for me. The idiot hadn't had a real girlfriend during the entire four years of high school, and not once had he mentioned liking anyone. Whenever a girl asked him to dance or out on a date, he would reply with the iciest 'no' ever uttered. But then again, it wasn't like I saw him watching any particular boy while we were showering in gym either. And I'm pretty sure that would be the one place Sasuke would be unable to hide his interest in the male species. If fact most of the time, he didn't even wait for us to get dried off before he was out of the locker room, doing something else 'fantastic' like running school functions, tutoring girls who failed on purpose, or saving kids with cancer…okay, so maybe not the last one. But damnit, he did everything!
He was on honor roll every single term. He made calculus look easy. He held two school records in track. He was given a golden key for his artwork. He knew three languages. The kid did everything! He probably came out of the womb speaking perfect English. I had never seen him do anything wrong, and for every time I thought I had caught him doing something against the rules, it had a perfect excuse behind it. Reason for walking around the halls during class? Had to meet with the principal about the dance budget. Why he had the answers to the test? The teacher asked him to make photocopies so the class could see what they did wrong. What he was doing in the school, after dark, when the doors were closed and nobody else in the entire town was in school? Oh yea, had a reason for that too. Had offered to prepare for the talent show that next day. The kid was just as perfect as he was cold.
And for some reason, Uchiha Sasuke kissed a blonde headed 'dobe' in the dingy hallway one Friday after school. None of it added up. Even a 'C' student like Kiba could figure that one out if I had told him.
I groaned when I heard the doorbell chase away my thoughts. Looking back at the clock, my eyes widened at the realization I had wasted and entire half hour thinking about him. Great. If that didn't seem stalkerish I didn't know what did. Another set of doorbell chimes showed how rude Sasuke considered having to wait.
"I'm coming I'm coming! Stop ringing the damn doorbell!" I shouted, muttering as I jogged my way down the stairs. Brushing off anything that may have inconveniently fallen on me, I opened the door and my mouth to comment about impatience.
Damn. No wait, not damn! Damn meant that I liked it! I was damn, he was…he was just being perfect again. He didn't even look like he was going to some high school semi-prom. Hell half the people on the red carpet didn't fit as nicely into tuxes as he did. His onyx eyes flared, closed just enough to make them looked sensually bored. His pale skin contrasted the black tux, which matched perfectly with soft-looking strands of hair covering his head. The jerk's body was lean and long, though I guess I really couldn't talk. I was barely 150 wet, and I knew that Sasuke had more muscle that I did. Of course he did, did I not just rant about this in my head? And did he have to smirk so arrogantly, so unconsciously seductive, that my knees quivered?
Whoa. Hold on a second. A muscled body? Sensual eyes? Quivering knees? What the hell was I, a girl?! I was not sitting here, checking out my best friend! There was just no way!
"You going to let me in, or are you having fun collecting flies in your mouth?" My mouth was open? As if checking to see if he was right (Could Sasuke ever be wrong?), I pressed my fingers to where my lips should have been. Instead, they lodged into my gaping mouth, making me choke. Okay, not one of my better ideas, but I could improvise. Pretending the coughing was intentional, I leaned against the doorway before pulling my digits away from my mouth and grinning up at him.
"Sorry, I felt a little barf come up looking at you and I wanted to make sure I got it all out of me before we left." Ha! Take that smarty-pants! I can be just as sly as you. I should have been nicknamed 'the Fox'!
"Are you done lying? Or should I humor you some more and listen?" I glared at the jerk's smirk before I shoved him out of the doorway, grabbing for my keys. Something caught my wrist. Glancing down, pale skin met my gaze. We stayed silent for a few seconds, me staring down at his hand on my wrist. I couldn't tell you where his gaze was. I could have looked up, but if he saw me right now, he'd think that I was blushing or something. Couldn't he tell how hot it was? The heat must have unexpectedly hit me.
"I need those to drive," I said, finally glancing back up at Sasuke. He snorted before he pulled me forwards, barely giving me time to shut the door behind us. My eyes widened in shock when I felt our chests press together, and even between the layers of our tuxes I could count the abs pressing into my skin. If he noticed the touch he didn't react, simply staring into my gaze with that unreadable Uchiha stare. Jesus, I hadn't realized it was so friggen hot outside! I must have looked like a tomato or something…cause of the heat.
"I'm not getting in that jeep. We're taking my car." I could feel my head dumbly nodding even though my mind was screaming demands of protests. What the hell was wrong with me? This was Sasuke. Sasuke. The idiot who I had fought with every single day for practically my entire life! How did this all turn upside down on its head? I felt confused and sick as I let Sasuke drag me toward his car. And it wasn't until he let go on my wrist that I finally found my voice, forcing it to hide any of my uncertainty.
"Thought you said that you didn't want to waste gas? What were you, lonely?" Wow, I'm pretty good at this faking thing. I think I even just taunted him with a grin. Well whatever it was, it sure seemed to work. I felt my mood spring back up when his eyes narrowed.
"No, I don't want to waste. That's why you'll be paying me back tomorrow for the gas." Oh that little…
"What?! You're the one making me come with you in the first place! You teme, you don't make any sense. Anyone who thinks you're smart must have been dropped on their head one too many times." Okay, so I may have been complaining about his intelligence a little while ago. But what the hell, he doesn't know that.
"Get in the car." He unlocked the doors before sliding into the car, and I followed unwillingly. Slamming the door shut behind me, I looked over at him and crossed my arms while he put his seatbelt on. Like I said, he does everything by the rules. "Seatbelt."
"Alright you, let's get one thing straight. I'm going to give you my countdown to success. This means that the next three things better not be broken or else I'm going to be really upset. Number three, I'm going to dance with as many girls as I can, so you better not scare any of them away. This isn't a competition tonight. Tonight, you can't get jealous of any of the girls that want to dance with me instead of you."
"Hn." Good, in Uchiha language, that meant 'fine, whatever you say dobe'.
"Number two, we are not leaving early under any circumstance. I don't care if every girl in the dance is trying to rip your clothes off; we are staying till the end."
"I can't leave even if I want to. I'm on the court." Well that didn't surprise me. Sasuke was only the most popular kid in Konoha high. He got the most nominations during our 'senior king and queen' voting. Every year. You can't even be on court until you're a senior! Girls.
"Fine, then we're both agreeing on that one. And the number one rule that I have. Don't do shit in the back of your car." Now that got his eyebrow raised, and I suddenly felt like Iruka again. Except Sasuke was definitely not my kid. Still, it had to be said. This was my last school dance and I intended to enjoy it. "The last thing I need to see is your pale ass in the backseat when I want to go home. Besides, the back seat is like, where you do stuff your ashamed of. At least treat your score with a little respect."
"Because calling someone a 'score' shows the utmost sense of value," He replied dryly. I only rolled my eyes as he started up the car, easily pulling out of my driveway.
"You know what I mean."
"Hn." The rest of the car ride to the school was quiet. I waited for him to start up a conversation, which was dumb on my part. Sasuke didn't speak unless he thought it was needed, which in this case it wasn't. But I had been so sure than his real intention was to tell me something, so I tried to keep quiet. I didn't want to ramble on about nothing if the whole point of the ride was for me to listen.
But after a few minutes, I got antsy. Probably because I kept feeling my eyes drift over Sasuke's body…in admiration of the tux of course. He must have gotten it custom made. Jerking my eyes off of him, I started to fiddle with the radio. I knew it pissed him off by the tightening of the steering wheel, but I didn't care. It was probably why I did it.
"Hey!" I suddenly exclaimed, stopping on one station that played a familiar tune. Grinning mischievously, I turned the music up loudly, letting the fast beat of the song fill the silence. "I love this song! It's great to dance to in the shower!"
"The shower?" Even though he didn't raise his voice, I knew what he had said. One of my special powers was the ability to read lips. Shikamaru was Jedi, and I was a lip-reader. I nodded as I started to move in my seat, letting my body dance around in line with the bass. I ignored the annoyed look Sasuke gave me as we stopped at a red light, which seemed to happen more times than not when I needed to be somewhere. I knew he was watching me, but it didn't stop my dancing. So what if the jerk thought I was insane? I was having fun, and the music was good. And weren't we heading for a dance? I needed to get my energy up!
Glancing at the side mirror, I smirked when I saw another car pull up behind us. The writing all over the car told me they were in our school, so I unbuckled my seatbelt and slid the window down, sticking my upper body out. Finally getting a good look at the car, I noticed the group of girls who were chatting away behind us. The one driving seemed to notice me, because she quickly gasped and rolled her window down in shock.
"Na-Naruto?! What are you doing! You could get killed doing that you dummy!" Ah, Sakura was so sweet to me. Even when she did the same exact thing as me, I was still the dummy. Seeing her friends, a girl I didn't know and my friend Tenten in the back, I waved to them enthusiastically. Tenten and I actually spent a lot time together, since she was the captain of the softball team, both spring and summer league. Because the two teams normally shared the same bus for away games, I used to always sit with her whether it was to congratulate her win, or to talk trash about the other team's bitchy third basemen when they lost. In return, she'd do the same for me. And I can proudly say I was the one who introduced her to Neji, the Rottweiler himself. The only setback to this relationship was I lost my bus buddy and had to settle with sitting alone. Love stunk when you weren't in it.
She seemed to find the humor in my actions, because she laughed and waved back. The other girl only rolled her eyes.
"Sakura! You better dance with me! Or else I'm going to sick Kiba on you," I called out, the pink-haired girl smiling despite her sigh. Both me and Sasuke had known her since freshman year, and up until the end of my sophomore year, I could do nothing but drool over her. She also had a crush, but it was unfortunately on, you guessed it, Sasuke. Sounds like a cheesy romance novel doesn't it? She was still hot, don't get me wrong, but I somehow let my feelings simmer down and we had a great friendship. I'm not exactly sure what happened with her and Sasuke, but soon after senior year started, Sakura backed off. When I asked her about her feelings for Sasuke, she'd always say the same thing. 'I'm not his type'. Whatever that meant.
"Yea I will. But what are you doing in Sasuke's car?" I blinked before I laughed, rubbing the back of my head.
"He wanted some company, and who wouldn't want a hot blonde like me riding shotgun?" I suddenly yelped when I was pulled harshly back into the car. The light turned green, barely giving time to wave to Sakura before the window rolled up. Pulling my fingers back, I sent a glare over to my best friend. "What the hell was that?!"
"We're in motion and you're sticking your head out the window like a dog." Oh. Well I guess in theory that could be bad. But instead of admitting he was right, I simply glared out the window for the rest of the ride. Which was only one street down, so I guess it wasn't too effective.
He pulled the car into the back of the lot and parked in the same spot he did every day of his life. As a joke last year when I noticed his pattern, me and Kiba snuck into the parking lot and spray painted his name onto the spot so the fangirls would have an easier time waiting for him the next morning. He was thoroughly pissed, and even if he didn't show it I knew. His name still could be seen if you were close enough to the spot.
I pulled myself away from the funny memory when I realized that he hadn't left the car yet. For that matter, he still had his seatbelt on and his hands on the wheel. The car was off, and I could hear the faint music from the dance in the background. But by the minute change of his position from slightly to completely tense, I knew that this was the time he wanted to talk. Sighing loudly, I leaned back in the seat and looked up at the roof of the car.
"So what's on your mind?" I asked, closing my eyes lazily. Sometimes even a guy like me could enjoy my surroundings. And I knew that I would be here for at least a little bit, so I was thankful for the comfortable seats. Maybe that was why he preferred his car.
"I got accepted into a college." He said it offhandedly, which is how I accepted it. There was no big surprise there. Any college who didn't accept him was crazy. The fact that I had gotten into Hokage University still shocked me. It was a pretty hard school to get into, but I had somehow snuck my way in with a killer interview and a score I didn't even believe I managed to get on the SATs.
"Congrats. It a lot of money?"
"Not really. The campus is pretty big though." I smiled but kept my eyes closed.
"Same here. It'll be good for you at least. Hide from all of your new and old fangirls." I heard him make an unenthused grunt. Leave it to him to answer with a sound. "So how far is the commute? If you need to, we can take the train together so you don't get bored with yourself. Mines like a half hour away though, so you're going to have to get up early."
"I'm moving." It took me a minute to process what he said before I opened my eyes up.
"What?" I quickly sat up in my seat, staring at him in shock.
"I said, I'm moving. Out of Konoha. Closer to my school."I knew that I was reacting stronger than I wanted to, but my mouth wouldn't stop.
"What the hell are you talking about teme? You're like, obsessed with your family! Your parents must be having a cow right now."
"They did when I told them. But it's been about a month since I started the preparations and they've come to terms with it. Itachi still lives at home since his school is just a few minutes away, so they have one of their sons still. Besides, I'm going to have to move eventually." No. That wasn't true. He never had to move from here. This was Konoha! For Uchiha Sasuke to leave Konoha…It just wasn't possible! He had been here all his life. He had gotten his first pet here. He went through all of the school departments here. His job at the book store. His first stupid fangirl who smelt like cheese and bugged the hell out of me every time she'd say his name was here. He had met me here! And suddenly he decided he was going to leave that all behind? He was going to leave me behind?
"Well where the heck are you going?" I asked, watching him shrug and finally look over at me. I knew I was glaring, and that my hands were shaking in anger, but I didn't care. He was my best friend, and he waited until tonight to tell me? What the hell was that! How many other people had he told besides me?
"An apartment."
"Well that's friggen helpful. That's narrows it down to, oh, I don't know…EVERYWHERE!" Even as my voice rose, he still stared at my with that stupid look of indifference. Why didn't he feel anything? We were supposed to be important to each other. That was the point of being a best friend. Damnit, he was important to me! And he just…just stared at me like I was nothing to him. Like this didn't hurt him like it hurt me. Looking into his eyes and seeing nothing was too much. Shoving his car door open, I pushed myself out and slammed the door shut.
"Naruto." And he had the nerve to call my name. Just called it like he was asking me about the homework in physics, or wondering about when the next baseball game was. Not like he had just dropped a bomb in the middle of a city for the hell of it. So I didn't stop walking toward the school until he roughly grabbed my shoulder and pulled me to face him. Even then I didn't look him in the eyes. "Naruto."
"What Sasuke, what? What could you possibly say right now that would make this okay?" I looked up at him, gritting my teeth together in anger. I knew I was overreacting. I just knew it. But at the moment, I didn't care. I wasn't sure why this affected me so much. I mean, several of my friends had told me that they were leaving Konoha. A few of them were headed to a school out of state, and I'd probably only see them every few years. We'd stop and say hi, ask about life and the families, knowing that our friendship had deteriorated as soon as they drove away. But knowing that there was a chance that me and Sasuke's friendship could end up like that? I couldn't accept it.
He stared at me, searching for something. I should of spat on him and walked away. That would have taught him to wait until the last week to tell me things. I knew in my eyes I showed exactly what I wanted to do. But I didn't. I sat there, let him dissect my gaze with his own, while the pit of my stomach burned with a feeling of loneliness that I hadn't felt since my parents died. Finally I felt the pressure leave my shoulder and Sasuke stepped back, almost looking…defeated? Out of everything I thought he would even hint at, it certainly wasn't that.
"Naruto…" Why did he keep saying my name? Did he think it would make this all go away? Because it didn't. So I decided to end it for him. Faking a grin so ridiculously big it should have been illegal, I laughed.
"Sorry about that! All that energy from before really got to me. But dropping something that big on me when I'm pumped isn't a good thing." I pushed his shoulder jokingly, when really I wanted to deck him in the face. "But good luck, really! And hey, if you need my jeep to carry some stuff in, I'll be more than happy to charge you by the hour." Good Naruto good, throwing in some humor always makes the air easier to breath. Especially if it's bad.
"Hey-"
"Na-Naruto? Sa-Sasuke? What are you doing outside?" I glanced away from my 'friend' to see Hinata approaching us shyly. She was really pretty in a long lilac ball gown that accentuated her body nicely. No wonder Kiba made a grab for her body. She was very filled out for such a quiet teenager. She seemed to immediately see the tension I had been so desperately trying to because she paled and took a step back. The one thing Hinata hated was confrontation. So before she could apologize, I moved over to her and grabbed her hand, spinning her around.
"Well you're looking very nice today Hinata. Trying to impress dog boy?" She blushed at the mention of Kiba even while she shook her head. The two were so head over heels for each other it was amazing that they hadn't done this sooner. "Speaking of the mutt, where is he?"
"Oh, they're all inside…I just came out for some fresh air," She explained before she glanced over at Sasuke nervously. Poor girl, it was no wonder the silent boy scared her. I shuttered to think what he was like with kids.
"You want to show us where? You prince has demanded I stay with you guys for the night." She nodded weakly and moved toward the door. I watched her for a second before I looked back at Sasuke, who hadn't taken his eyes off of me. "Well lets go already! It's time to party!"
"Hn." And as always, I took that as whatever I wanted it to mean and dragged him into the dance. Instantly the music rushed around us, but I loved it. This was the best part about high school. Listening to loud music while you pressed against other teenagers who were just as smelly and sweaty as you. What else was there to live for?
"Over here!" I glanced to the loud voice that I knew was Kiba, who was standing as far away from the glaring Hyuga as possible. I laughed at seeing the relieved look seeping into the two star-crossed lovers. Moving over to the group, I waved and smiled.
"Don't worry; we can officially start the dance now. I have finally arrived." I winked the three in front of me before I felt a sharp pain connect in the back of my head. Stumbling forward a bit, I looked back to see Ino, her hands resting on her hips. "Ow! What was that for?"
"Get over yourself, your far too self centered," she replied, shaking her head. I glanced at her dress, a fire red that stopped at the middle of her thigh. If there was one thing Ino was not, it was self-conscious.
"Well you don't get my compliment then." Instantly she wrapped her arms around my neck at the mention of a compliment, making me laugh. Leave it to Ino to forget her anger the second charm is thrown her way.
"You know, I should be angry." I looked over to Shikamaru, who looked amazingly comfortable in his tuxedo, which completely contradicted his lackadaisical way of life. Even in his fancy attire he couldn't get angry over the idea of his girlfriend hanging all over another boy. As if he read my mind, he shrugged. "Eh, she ends up with me in the end. And besides, I know you're not like that."
"Seriously Naru, you creep me out when you do that. You should get your own physic show," I said, laughing when he sighed.
"Talk to Neji about that. He's the one who believes in fate and all that. Girls eat that stuff up." Well, he did have a point there. Glancing over to Neji, I was surprised to see that Sasuke unconsciously had distracted him away from Hinata and Kiba. It shouldn't have really been a shock, since they were both apart of student council and the preparations for the dance. Neither spoke loudly or as animated as the rest of the group, and I almost felt like I was watching an executive meeting between two co-workers. Major boredom. Still, watching Sasuke reminded me of the pain that had poked its ugly head in the car. I needed something to distract me.
"Hey guys!" I glanced over to be reunited with Sakura and Tenten, seeming to have lost their other friend in the crowd. I contemplated moving to the dance floor to relieve some of the stress from earlier, but my curiosity became peeked at Sakura's gentle pokes against Tenten's arm. "Aw come on, tell them the good news!"
"Yea tell us so we don't have to listen to forehead anymore." I laughed at the old nickname Ino had given her best friend. Sakura, on the other hand, never found it quite as funny.
"Shut up Ino-pig!"
"Come over here and say that, or does your forehead weight you down too much?"
"Well I would come over, but I'm scare you may eat me!" The two girls continued to bicker while Shikamaru stood between them, unable to move from the hold Ino had around his neck. Feeling pity for my friend, I grabbed Sakura's arm and pulled her back over to Tenten.
"Now now, aren't we too old for that? Sakura, your forehead isn't that big anymore! You've finally grown into it!" Okay, not my brightest move. I barely had time to whimper before I was being hit several times over the head. Quickly running behind Tenten, I peered over her shoulder at the seething girl. "Please tell me your news can get me out of this!"
"Well…I got accepted into Hokage University." Tenten's bright smile caught the attention of the group, who all congratulated her in their own words. It was funny really, because each person's voice caused a huge mush of gibberish. Still, she shrugged and answered all. "As long as I can keep playing softball, I'll be fine."
"That's awesome! Looks like I'll have my bus buddy back," I said, surprising everyone in the group with my success. Yea that's right everyone, I'm NOT dumb! I grinned and slipped my arm around her shoulder's, Tenten giggling as I continued to talk. "Looks like I'll have some company for the next four years. We'll grab the train together in the morning, that way I'll have someone to talk to."
"I suggest you take your arm off my girlfriend before I burn it." A cool voice entered the conversation, sending chills down everyone's spine. I looked up at the boy who stared at me with an expression I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy. Well, maybe Sasuke was an exception at the moment.
"Aw Neji, you scared my good looks will charm her off her feet?" I grinned as everyone took a step away from me. Call me an idiot, but I knew Neji wouldn't truly hurt me. And I was probably the only one who could get away with idiotic antics like this without suffering some type of bone breakage. Instead, he sighed as if talking to a three year old and held out his hand. In return I played the part and whined, but eventually let Tenten return to the side of the guy she adored.
"Thank you. And I expect you to take care of her at school." It was nice knowing that the fiercest baseball player I had ever met trusted me with something as special as his girlfriend. He had already gotten offered a full scholarship to one of the best schools in the state, all because of his baseball skills. Not to say he wasn't smart, because he easily placed in the top five of our school. Yea, it amazes me too I hang out with such smart people! The only reason Neji was going there was because it was still close enough to Konoha that he could continue to see Tenten on a daily basis. Otherwise, he probably would have declined. If that wasn't sappy, romantic, love, I didn't know what was.
"You bet!"
"Boys, I think I can take care of myself," She said, shaking her head. "I swear you two treat me like I'm five."
"No, we treat Naruto like he's five."
"Ye—hey! Low blow Neji, low blow." Even at my disapproval of his comment, Neji simply shrugged and led Tenten onto the dance floor; stopping briefly to talk to the loner I called my best friend. The talk was short, and I wasn't too interested so I didn't bother to read their lips. That was, until Tenten glanced my way with a look of surprise before smiling and hugging Sasuke. I read her mouth as the last line of the conversation was 'congratulations for the both of us I guess'. Great, just what had the idiot said now? Maybe before he left, he planned on announcing to the world what an idiot I was for blowing up like I had. This night was certainly not going the way I planned.
I shook my head and glanced back to the group, blinking when I noticed another pairing had disappeared. "Hey, where the heck are Hinata and Kiba?"
"Probably making out somewhere. Now that Tenten is here, Kiba can do whatever he wants with Hinata and get away with it." I laughed at Ino's assumption. I doubted that a shy girl like Hinata would publicly swap spit, but crazier things had happened today.
"Not everyone is as horny as you are Ino." Sakura said, rolling her eyes as I heard a slow song drift to an end. I saw the indecision in Shikamaru's eyes while Ino saw red. Before Ino could reply and start another fight, a desperate act was pulled.
"Hey, let's go dance." As soon as the words left his mouth, I knew he had just signed his soul to the devil know as dancing. To him, that was worse than hell. After all, in hell you could just sit around in be tortured. Dancing you had to be active.
"Oh! I thought you were never going to ask!" Ino's rage gone, the blond dragged her victim onto the floor in order to make him eat his words. I would have tried to help him, but Sakura's hand caught my wrist and two pretty green eyes looked up at me in suggestion.
"You want that dance now?"
"Sure Sakura." I grabbed her hand to pull her onto the dance floor, and the next two hours of the night seemed to be a blur. There were specific parts I remembered, like seeing Kiba pull an unsure Hinata into his body for a kiss. He had been asked by seven different girls to dance (not that I counted), and I felt something churn inside of me every time I read their lips. The feeling would instantly disappear when he said no. We watched one of our teachers who just went by 'Guy' and Lee, his student twin and everyone's good friend, Lee do the Macarena together on the floor. He had randomly went outside for a while and I remember a knot of worry twisting in my stomach at the ridiculous thought of him leaving Konoha right now. It was quickly extinguished when he came back with Neji and two cases of water for the refreshment stand. I remember the feel of Sakura's body against mine while we danced to the point where you couldn't tell where we separated. It felt nothing like the sensation that went through me when his chest pressed into mine at the house. There was no warm feeling in my blood. And most of all, I remember the announcing of the king and queen. The look in his deep onyx eyes.
The song was slow before it, which I didn't get because they always played a slow song for the 'King and Queen Dance'. But I sighed and wrapped my arms around Sakura's hips, closing my eyes at the rest from the fast pace dancing we had been doing. They had played techno, which sent some of the couples down to rest. But our group was so fired up; we even managed to get Shikamaru and Neji to jump around with us to the beat. And once Shikamaru got into the swing of things, he actually didn't complain. Or maybe that was the fact that Ino's bra didn't keep her chest from moving every time she jumped.
"Hey, Naruto?" Sakura's voice was soft and calming, which was very unusual for the girl. But after the beating I got earlier, I didn't need to get another bruise.
"What?" I asked, looking down at her as she stared up at me with the most concern I'd ever seen.
"Did you and Sasuke fight today?" Her intuition was a little too good for my own comfort. Plastering my face with a goofy grin, I shook my head.
"Why the heck would you say that? Me and dobe haven't even talked all day." She frowned as if something I said confirmed her suspicions.
"That's exactly what I mean. I'm not trying to pry, but it's almost like you two have been avoiding each other-"
"Well duh, I don't want to be near him. He's Uchiha Sasuke you know, I'd never get any play from these brain washed girls." I laughed until she smacked me hard in the head.
"Let me finish! What I was going to say was, that even though you two have been avoiding each other, it's like you've been watching each other's movements all night. Whenever he moves your eyes go to him, and whenever we did something, his eyes would be on you." I stared at her in shock. Apparently she was much more perceptive than I wanted her to be. So good at it, that I felt my cheeks flushing with embarrassment. Luckily, I was already red from the jumping around, and the room was still dark. I prayed she couldn't tell.
"Me and the teme are just fine. I'm sure you're just letting fantasies of us play in your head." As if to prove my point, I poked her forehead several times before she grabbed my finger. Damn her grip was strong, and manicured nails hurt when they dug into your skin.
"I don't know what makes me angrier. The fact that you're lying to me, or the fact that you poked my forehead! That could leave a mark, and I've got to go on stage in a few minutes!"
"You're on court too?"
"Yea, you didn't know that?" I looked down at her and smiled, shaking my head.
"You make it seem like I pay attention to crap like this."
"Naruto! You should, me and Sasuke are both on court. Oh, and Ino pig, but she doesn't matter. You should cheer for us to win."
"The teme's too hot to lose." She stared at me in shock and it took me a few moments to realize what had just slipped from my mouth. I quickly backed away from her, shaking my head. "Wa-wait! That's not what I mean!"
"Naruto, you just said he wa--"
"I know I know!" Quickly I placed my hands over her mouth, staring down at her with a panic I knew I was feeling. Why had I just said that?! This was Sasuke, my best guy friend. And there was no way that normal guy friends would call each other hot. It just didn't happen. I closed my eyes and prayed that nobody else had heard the conversation. Two gentle hands on my cheeks took me out of my thoughts and I looked down slowly to Sakura, who saw through everything that confused me.
"Naruto, have you ever thought about…being gay?"
"Wh-what? No way! Look at me, I'm mega hot and the girls love me!" I tried to laugh off her question, but it persistently nagged the back of my evil thoughts.
"Well, maybe all that's true, but that has nothing to do with you. Just because girls like you doesn't mean you like girls. Like…how many girls have you actually liked? Like, in a sexual way?"
"Well…there was you," I started, Sakura nodding at the known fact. I opened my mouth to leave a list of every girl that I had liked as more than a friend and found...well, it was short. Really short. Like, so short that it didn't exist short. Slowly I could feel my own eyes widen at the amazedly overlooked fact of my love life.
"And tell me Naruto, who is it that you think of as your most important person?" She was asking dangerous questions. "Is it a boy?" She was creeping too close to the edge. Too close to a door I didn't want to open. "Is it a friend?" She couldn't open it. I willed something magical to occur. "Is it Sas—" A sudden call for the court went over the louder speaker, and Sakura whined before she rubbed her forehead while stepping back from me. "Oh you're so lucky I have to go check this mark or else you wouldn't be getting out of this."
"Don't worry Sakura; I'm sure your makeup will cover any mark I left." I quickly threw my hands up in peace when she sent me a glare that could rival Sasuke's before she moved off to where she needed to be. I sighed when I was left alone in a sea of people. It's strange that sometimes even when there are 200 other people in a room, you feel so alone.
"Alright everyone! It's time to announce your king and queen!" The music became a background noise as I struggled to find anyone I knew to keep away this feeling of complete solitude. To keep away from haunting thoughts of what Sakura had just brought to my undivided attention. And my prayers were answered when I found two very bruised-lipped faces.
"Kiba! Hinata! There you two love bugs are." I snickered when their faces lit up in embarrassment, glancing around them for the others. "Well I know Sasuke, Ino and Sakura are on the court, but the other three are too? Jesus I hang out with popular kids."
"Oh no. Shikamaru had to go to the bathroom and Neji and Tenten went outside for a bit. They said they needed a bit of fresh air, and Neji wasn't interested in who won this." Hinata answered quickly. I nodded, glancing to the aisle that had been made between the sea of people. We were actually pretty close to the front, so I was able to see both the stage and the aisle pretty well.
The names were called and slowly each pairing came down the row, their sashes catching some of the light from the dj's lighting. I sighed for an unknown reason as I watched Sasuke accompany Ino down the aisle, knowing that she was already with somebody. Wait, what? Did I honestly just think that? What did I care if the girl Sasuke walked with had a boyfriend?! What the heck was going wrong with me?
I felt my stomach tighten and swell with unexplainable emotions as Sasuke slowly led Ino up into the spotlight of the small set up stage. I could hear the girls giggling and calling his name so adoringly it made me feel sick. Did they even know him? Did they know anything about him besides his stupid name? Like his goals and his weaknesses? Or were they just so thrown off by that stupid face that none of it mattered to them? And more importantly, why did it bother me so much? He was my best friend, yea, but this feeling…
It was scaring me.
"Alright all you ladies, hold your breath! Because the Senior King is…Uchiha Sasuke!" Wow! What a surprise there! In fact, half of the girls had already started to cheer his lousy name before the result was even read. It was probably why Neji hadn't bothered to hear the results. And I was going to do the same thing too until the announcing to the queen.
"And now, I give you your senior queen….Sunagakure Temari!" I stopped in my tracks, quickly looking up at the girl in shock. That wasn't Ino or Sakura. That was…some girl I didn't know! Well I knew of her. She was a member of the debate team and had played a part in one of the town's decisions to cut the school funding. After what was called a 'phenomenal speech', the town quickly took her side and left the school alone. She wasn't the sweetest or smartest person in the school, but she had a way with people and getting things she wanted. I stared at her as she slowly walked to the front next to Sasuke, seeming just as pleased to be up there. But my heartbeat only quickened when they glanced to each other, and spoke as if they knew each other. And Sasuke didn't sneer, or glare. He just…talked.
I lowered my gaze to the floor for a second, finally letting everything that I'd been pushing away catch up to me. Every feeling of anger and confusion, sadness or fear, it welled up inside of me like a balloon ready to burst. Why was this happening to me? I heard the song start, but I didn't want to look up. I closed my eyes, trying to find some reason for everything that was racing through me. There had to be something there, something I wasn't seeing, something that Sasuke had triggered with that stupid kiss!
"Naruto?" I felt a hand on my back, and I jerked up my head up to look at Shikamaru. He arched an eyebrow and I realized I was breathing heavily. I stared at him for a moment before I sent him a shaky smile, shrugging my shoulders.
"I must have…eaten something that's messing with my body. Damn that spicy food at lunch today! Next time I'm following your lead and getting the salad. You are the genius." I laughed and faked a grin, knowing instantly that it wouldn't fool him. Still he didn't accuse me, but simply looked up at the stage. I slowly let my gaze follow.
I didn't expect to catch his gaze as quickly as I did. But staring into a black stare made my own widen in shock. Had he been watching me? The entire time I was dealing with my emotions, had he seen it all? By the unreadable look in his eyes I couldn't tell. But just thinking that he did made me sick all over again. I must look like an idiot…to get so worked up over one stupid kiss! It was just a kiss. It was just a stupid kiss!
"S-Shika…I've got to get going. I'm really not feeling well. Tell the others that I'll catch up with them tomorrow or something. And keep Kiba away from any alcohol, you know how he gets." I didn't care what Shikamaru's response was. In fact, I didn't even wait for him to finish before I pushed through the crowd. I saw Neji and Tenten, but I didn't stop to say goodbye. I'd apologize later for my 'illness'. For now, I just needed to go somewhere.
So when I finally made it out into the deserted parking lot to find my car, I remembered one crucial detail. I didn't have my car. I had come with him. I was so frustrated with the situation that I kicked the wooden pole next to the car.
"What is wrong with you?!" I shouted, staring up at the sky. I knew I sounded crazy, but I was far enough from the school that nobody would hear me. The music was way too loud, even for the people outside. "Do you think this is funny? Do you enjoy watching me fall apart? What have I done to deserve all that you've been throwing at me?! I'm trying to be the best person I can, and so you give me this? You throw a chainsaw into my paddle-less canoe to see what will happen? How is this fair? How?" The anger and pain was making spiteful tears burn at the inside of my eyelids, and I pressed my palms hard into my eyes to keep them from leaking. How pathetic was I? To be this upset over my best friend. It was the worst possible outcome of the night.
"Naruto?" Scratch that. Now it was the worst possible outcome. I dropped my hands from my eyes and looked up to Sasuke, the only person who could have made matters worse.
"What teme?" I was tired. Physically, mentally, and emotionally tired. And I knew Sasuke could see that by the hesitation in his steps toward me. To make the stoic boy show anything other than apathy was amazing. Maybe me being crazy was finally making the emotions click for Sasuke. Whoopee.
"Is there a reason you're outside of my car, screaming like a lunatic?" So he had heard me. Crap.
"Just…letting some steam out. Guess I wasn't far enough, huh?" I laughed and scratched the back of my neck, like I do every time I want to look like an idiot so somebody will drop a conversation. He looked at me with those eyes, the ones I can never read. It made me shiver, but I'm not sure if it was bad or good. So when he took a step toward me, I quickly threw my hands up and backed up into the side of the car. But he kept advancing, kept moving until he had placed both of his pale hands against the side of the car, his body only a few centimeters away from mine.
I could feel my breathing increasing. My pulse was practically trying to jump out of my skin and run away with my heart, which banged angrily inside of my chest. No matter how red I was in the dance, I knew blood was surging up to make my cheeks brighten. I stared at his shoulder, afraid of the way my body's second shiver of the night was purely from pleasure. There was no denying it this time, because the truth was literally staring me right in the face.
"Are you feeling okay?" Against my mind's command I found my gaze rising. A pale neck, a strong face structure, soft lips, slender nose, and finally I met the one thing that brought the truth from my struggling body. I stared into Sasuke's eyes and my heart stopped at the very little, almost impossible to see concern. I felt my mouth go dry.
"I…" I liked him. No, no this feeling could have been just an infatuation. But it was so much more than Sakura. This feeling was eating me alive and filling me up at the same time. My body was falling apart and yet I didn't want it to stop. I had never felt so horribly good in such a long time. He had been driving me crazy without even knowing it.
And he was leaving me. I jumped a bit against the car at the vicious reminder of what had stirred these feelings to begin with. Why did any of this internal crap matter? He obviously didn't want me. Not enough to stick around this town. But…he did kiss me in the hall. That counts for something right? Yea, sexual frustration. The kid hasn't been near any girls in years. No wonder he kissed me, I must have done something girlish and set him off. He just trusted me enough to let some of it out.
My eyes widened at the thought. Could I just be like him? Maybe that was what happened! I mean, me and the dobe had been spending a lot of time together and we were both hormonal teenagers. Neither of us had done anything sexual past kissing, and the buildup was probably just set to trigger. It had to be that! We didn't like each other. We were just pent up and needing to get out.
"Sasuke," I breathed his name so softly, he didn't knew what hit him. Before he could react, I let my panic, fear and heart take over. Sliding one of my hands into his perfectly groomed hair, I yanked him down and kissed him. His mouth was soft, and I felt the same electrical surge from earlier ignite in my blood. My stomach did flips when I slide my tongue against his lower lip, knowing exactly who I was asking permission from. And after what seemed like forever, the perfect child made his first mistake by returning the sinful pressure against my lips. By parting his lips and letting my tongue search boldly into a place I had never been before. Sure it was sloppy and neither of us were sure what to hold on to. But it didn't matter. It felt good-no great-no no better than that! It felt…
Damn.
"Hah…" I jerked my mouth away from his after a few minutes of this, trying to catch my heaving breath. I leaned my head back to rest it against the car when pleasure shot through my body at the suckle against my neck. I gripped his back now, desperately wanting something, closing my eyes tightly as Sasuke seemed to understand the hidden words in my kiss. Feeling his tongue against my pulse made me moan, something that would have bothered me if not for where we were. Everything else was wrong, so why not make it feel right?
Deciding I was done playing weak, I pulled Sasuke away from my bruising neck and kissed him again, needing to feel contact with him to keep logical reasoning out of my mind. I felt his hand moving between us, looking for something, and I couldn't figure out what until the beep of his alarm shut off. What a wakeup call that would have been.
"Get in. Back seat." His voice was normal, not raised or breathy like I knew mine would have been. Damn him. Even when we were fucking around he still was able to keep his composure. I felt an evil need to hear him break. As everything else we did, I was going to treat this like a competition.
So when he pushed the front seat forward to make room, I wasted no time shoving him onto the seat. He sent me a glare that I shrugged off. It wasn't like that was anything new. It was good to know that even in an unreal situation like this, we were still Sasuke and Naruto. And what a perfect place to do this, inside this reality that only we knew about. I crawled over him, shutting and locking the door behind us. The last thing we needed was someone walking in on this.
We kept kissing no matter what we were doing. He would take my jacket off while kissing. I would take over the tongue battle while unbuttoning his shirt. And before we knew it, our make-out had left us in nothing but our nicely altered tuxes. And mentally, I was glad that I had bought this suit instead of renting.
I took the first step forward. Maybe I was too blinded by need and my throbbing erection that pressed into his thigh to care. I licked at his pulse and sucked, discovering his was beating just as fast as mine. I hummed gently which got a sharp breath intake in return, making me run over it with my tongue. Slowly I moved my attention to his collarbone, rubbing our hips together in a way that made me shiver. All of the repulsion and disgust I should have felt wasn't there. In fact, feeling how aroused my best friend was, feeling him pressing into my hips, only made me moan before capturing a dark colored nipple in my mouth. I sucked before breathing on it, pulling my head back a bit to watch it harden to the point where it looked painful. My left hand kept the other nipple occupied with flicks of my thumb while I returned to my previous work.
I could feel the strain of him holding his body still to try and prevent himself from falling out of character. We were in the back seat of his very expensive car, humping like male bunnies without a female in sight, and the icicle still couldn't get his tight ass to let up. Typical Sasuke. So just for good measure, I bit his nipple gently in order to get some type of human reaction from him. Finally a noise pressed passed his lips and I smiled against the abused flesh before soothing it with my tongue. He must have felt the curve of my lips against his skin because he sent a lust filled glare at me. I let his nipple go with a gentle pop, before I grinned up at him. But all motion stopped when I felt my hand's sweaty path had brought it to the belt of Sasuke's pants.
There was a moment between us where we simply stared. It was humid in the car from the hot May night and our play, but I didn't care. Some of my hair had pressed to my forehead from sweat, and my lungs hurt from how heavy I was breathing. Like always, I couldn't tell what he was thinking. Sure I knew his body was rock solid and creating a teasing rocking motion whenever he would breath too heavy. But his mind was shut out from me. Was he realizing what we were doing? Was he thinking of a way to get me to stop? Or was it simply him trying to tell me hurry the fuck up because the dance would be over soon?
I decided I didn't want to know. So instead, I closed my eyes and kissed him while forcing his legs open so I could place mine in between them. Once I had gotten balance and my tongue back in his mouth, I let my hands quickly undo the last barrier of his body. Why I was so eager to do this I wasn't sure, but I just needed it. I was blaming it on the lust, and not the clenching of my heart at feeling how responsive his pink little mouth was to mine. Sasuke's mouth had become a drug and I couldn't tear away from it even if he wanted me to. By the weak groan that seductively filled our kiss when I finally slid my fingers into his happy trail, I doubted he wanted me to leave. The sound caused my own moan and the tight cloth that rubbed against my arousal became unbearable. Even his noises had to be perfect!
So in revenge I pushed away any thoughts of hesitation and slid my fingers onto the silky texture of skin that nobody else had touched. He went ridged for a moment before sliding one of his hands into my hair and yanking my mouth away from his. He didn't seem to care about the saliva that still connected our bottom lips. I started to pump his member as I had done to myself too many times to count, banking on the nerves to be just as sensitive. Sasuke had found a particularly interesting spot on my neck and licked, causing me to swear and jerk my hand faster. I felt the vibration of his cocky chuckle against my neck, and if not for the fact a moan filled my mouth I would have yelled at him. I got my revenge by swiping my thumb against the tip of his cock, earning a weak thrust of his hips and another suck to the pleasure point.
"Nnh!" I felt his hands skimming my body, making it hand to concentrate on the task at hand when two thumbs teased my nipples till I thought they would fall off in stiffness. Pleasure heated every part of my body that touched his skin, my fingers working frantically to bring Sasuke to the one point of this where he wouldn't be able to hide behind that Uchiha mask. I used the pre-cum as a lubricant against my palm, making the thrusts quicker with less effort. I could feel his heavy panting against the wetness of my neck, and his hips were no longer idle but meeting my hand. I knew he was close, so teasingly close, and he needed something to send him over.
"Fucking cum, teme." I don't why I broke the silence to breath that into his ear. We hadn't talked (verbally at least) since we had entered the car. But the hot breath against his ear sent him over, and I jerked my head back to look at him. I didn't stop my hand movements, though my brain went on auto-pilot at the memorizing sight in front of me. His pale body was arched, some sweat collecting on the skin that had barely flushed from his orgasm. One hand was still in my hair but amazingly not pulling any of it out, the other in a white knuckled grip on the seat in front of him. His hips pumped into my hand so carelessly while he rode his orgasm that I could only milk his body faster. His chest and neck were littered with my marks, and I knew the one on his pulse would easily become a hickey. Black hair was plastered to his forehead in such a sexy way that I couldn't breathe. His deliciously bruised mouth was parted and I felt my body jerk in desperation when the most pleasurable noise came from his lips.
"Na-Naruto." My name. He said my name. He didn't shout or cry, or anything like that. He just said it quietly while his body continued to soak my hand in his essence. But seeing eyes slightly unfocused with ecstasy and still calling my name made everything slam down onto me.
"Shit…." What was happening? Why did that make me feel so insanely good? Weren't these feelings supposed to go away now? Wasn't satisfying my lust the problem? His pleasure shouldn't have changed a damn thing! It shouldn't have mattered who was under me. This problem was about me…wasn't it? So why did hearing him calling for me make my heart skip and my mouth dry? Those weren't signs of lust or need. Those were signs of love! Of real, unchangeable love.
"No." I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts. It was too much for me to handle. I couldn't be in love with him. It was Sasuke! Sakura was wrong, I didn't like him! I didn't like my best friend, I didn't like guys! It was all a fluke, a horrible mistake.
And before I knew what I was doing, I had shoved the car door open and ran out into the parking lot. I ran about two miles before I finally let myself fall to the side of the road in a patch of grass. I didn't even stop to wipe my hand off from the incriminating evidence, or grab the rest of my tux. I just ran as far away from that insane dreamland I had locked us in. The one I had started, with him. But no matter how fast or far I ran, my heart knew the truth. That somehow, during the years that we bickered, argued, and fought, I had found my important someone. And knowing that he was leaving me was gradually tearing me apart. Because I loved him. It was strange, staring up at the night sky as a car whizzed past me, that I remembered the stupid talk I had with Sasuke before we left my house.
'Rules of Success'
Rule number three: Don't get jealous of the girls I'm dancing with.
Rule number two: Don't leave the dance early, under any circumstance
Rule number one: Don't do shit in the car.
3, 2, 1…heartbreak.
Wah!! I feel really sad now! Which is weird since I'm the one whose writing it…but whatever. I warned you this part was going to be a little angsty. At least I gave you all a little smut to nibble on. That and Guy and Lee dancing together…-shivers-. Btw, just to clear the air, I made it based in America just because I don't exactly know how school works in Japan. Also, I just used Temari's town as her last name because…well the Sand Siblings don't have a last name. But the rest I tried to keep accurate to the characters! I hope that you liked it, and I hope that everything made sense. If you want me to make the last chapter I will, but if not then that's okay to. Oh and for those who read my other stories, my two-shot 'Bed sheet' was finished. And if you haven't read that….well go do it! Grr. And give me pretty reviews! =) That way I can dedicate the last chapter to you! And you'll be able to figure out what YSA means! Haha, thanks for reading! R&R! Bye!