For one thing, I'm making this story three chapters long.
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One thing was for a certainty, that if Naruto were to convince the blonde woman, he would have to fold her around his finger, because everyone knew, Tsunade was as stubborn and difficult to deal with; much like a ox.
And thus, the conclusion that Naruto had drawn to mind by the mere expression of the school's director was that he wasn't getting anywhere. Of course, he could always drop out; it was college, not high school; no one would be forcing anyone to study their ass off, but, Naruto didn't want to do that.
Because even through everything, nothing was worth giving up his future over something ridiculous that he knew was a lost case; Sasuke had finally found someone, and the blond knew this because if it weren't true, Sasuke wouldn't have agreed to go out with Karin.
But like Naruto had made himself understand, as long as the Raven was happy, he'd be, too. Even if it wasn't with him who the Uchiha was sharing that happiness.
Even when it hurt like he was burning alive, he would be happy.
Because that was what it truly meant to love another.
"So, brat, tell me, why do you want a transfer? Is there someone bothering you? Because if there is, I swear, they won't live to-" she began before the blond intervened in her (almost) promised result of punishment if anyone was to be hurting him.
He kind of wished that was the case.
"Baa-chan, that's not it." Naruto brought his gaze to his thighs.
Tsunade furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. "Oh? Then mind telling me what is? Because in all honesty, this whole transferring idea is absurd." The blonde stared at Naruto, awaiting his answer, but when none came, she sighed.
If there was something she was certain about, it was that it took a whole lot to wipe that smile clean off the blond's beautiful face, and that it probably involved someone else. No, she was sure of it! But over her dead body was her brat leaving. No way in hell.
Naruto pressed his lips to a thin line. "I... I just need a new place to express myself, and I don't think here is the place to do it. That's all. But if you won't let me transfer, Baa-chan, I might as well quit now," he let out softly. He brought his gaze to honey eyes as he dared her to say otherwise.
Well, it wasn't like he was just now thinking of leaving, no, but it was now that he knew he had to leave. Because no offense to anyone, he couldn't-wouldn't-stand to stay by his friend's side, watching him be happy while his heart would ache at just the mere sight of the Raven with someone else, and he knew that if he did that, it was only a matter of time before he broke down entirely.
Because he wasn't as strong enough to pretend to be happy with the way things would be.
No, he was strong. It was just that this time, it was too much to take in. He didn't want his best friend to start worrying over him when he had the chance to be happy. But if he was far, the pain in his chest would eventually subside.
And, hopefully, one day, his love for his friend would cease all together, and he could return with his chin up high.
Sasuke Uchiha sat at the edge of his bed with his face buried in his hands. For the love of... Damn that idiot; was he really that dense?
When he told Naruto he was going out with Karin, he'd hope the blond would have put up more of a fight and rejected their relationship, but no, he just had to pull off that wide grin and congratulate him!
It pissed him off to no end.
He didn't want Naruto to accept it. He wanted Naruto to open up to him, because he didn't know if he was willing to do it himself and only to find out that the blond didn't feel the same way.
He groaned as he let himself fall back. "You moron, can't you get a clue?" he murmured as he heard footsteps outside his door. He quickly sat up and wondered if it was Naruto who was back. Not taking his chances, he swiftly made his way under his sheets; feigning sleep.
"Absolutely not," the honey-eyed woman said sternly. Like hell she was going to buy into the blond's shit of a reason. She knew for a fact that he wanted to come to Konoha Arts University with a passion.
Naruto narrowed his eyes. "Baa-chan, please," he pleaded.
"No. Naruto, listen to me. Unless you don't give me one hell of a good reason for the transfer, I'm afraid I can't give you what you want. Now, you either tell me, or you don't. So which is it?" She crossed her arms over her chest.
Naruto flinched. "I can't, I'm sorry, but-"
"Then I'm afraid you'll just have to stay here. Now, get out. I can't stand being sober for far too long; I actually have to think, for God's sake." She quickly brought out her bottle of sake, a smirk gracing her features.
Naruto clenched his hands. He stood and walked over to the door, a tear falling down his scarred cheek as he walked out into the darkness of the hallways.
Naruto stopped at his dorm door, and let his head fall down in frustration. Out of the times he asked the blonde for something that mattered to him, she wouldn't help out.
And how he really needed it this time.
He gritted his teeth and clenched his hands as he hit the wall beside him. Yeah, it was a cowardly thing to do; run away just because he was too weak to face reality, and most of all, to live with it.
But he simply couldn't do it. All that will power he had, all that bravery-gone. And all it took was, he, falling for the untouchable, seeing said untouchable be with someone else, and that big fear of finding out what Sasuke would think if he knew the truth.
He knew that he would have to tell him about his plans to leave the university, and he'd probably demands some answers (he being who he is), and he lying through his teeth, and building up the strength to keep from yelling out and screaming at the four winds that the real truth was that he loved his best friend and was an idiot for doing so.
But it wasn't his fault. That bastard played a role in this, too. He didn't have to be so fucking charming, and so... him.
But because of him, he was now crumbling down on the inside.
It was then that the blond realized just how much this whole thing was having a major affect on him; he was now suffering how much he loved him. It was as if he was spewing out all his emotions in one blow, and it was killing him.
He brought his hand to his eyes, wiping away the tears he didn't know he was letting escape and took in a deep breath as he put his other hand to his door's knob and and turned it, not really opening the door.
He knew-hoped-that after tonight, everything would be left behind and he could start to mend his hurting heart, and convince his brain that he could no longer have love going further then friendship caring for his best friend. Because after tonight, he would be far away-he wouldn't even have to answer to Sasuke.
Pushing back all doubt he had left, he opened the door slowly, hoping the Raven was asleep so things could go a lot smoother for his departuure, because he didn't know if he would be capable to say goodbye forwardly.
He slowly walk into the darkness, letting him know that the other was indeed asleep. He made his way over to the Raven's bed, kneeling down quietly as more unknown tears ran down his face. He reached out his hand, stopping just mere inches away from the Raven's face.
His breath hitched. He stared at Sasuke's sleeping form and his hand shook. His eyes went down to plump lips as he narrowed his eyes; a well known sensation striking him. He couldn't. That'd be, like, taking advantage of him, but... it was his last chance.
He felt a knot in his throat, and suddenly, he got the feeling that he should just screw this whole thing and wake the Uchiha up and scream at his face that he wasn't allowed to go out with Karin, that he wasn't supposed to be with anyone other than himself, and get through his skull that no one would love him as much as he. And maybe, just maybe, he would take him into his arms.
He almost chuckled at his own stupidity; of course that would never happen. I really am the biggest fool, he thought casually.
He crooked his head to the side as his trembling hand just barely touched the Uchiha's cheek, fingertips ghosting. He leaned down to touch noses with the other.
Oh, how he wanted to look and get lost in those coal eyes, to touch those lips he's been craving, to run his hands over his pale chest, tangle his finger in his hair, to suck on that tempting neck and leave marks of ownership.
It was all an illusion he'd built himself in those impossible dreams, because in reality, Sasuke didn't even bat an eye for him.
Because in reality, fairytales don't exist. At least, for Naruto it didn't.
Naruto Uzumaki put his black hood over his head as he walked through the cold street of Konoha. He quickly gloved his hand to prevent the cold as he let out hot breaths out his mouth.
It was only a matter of time before it would begin pouring. And to be honest, he didn't like rain very much.
He suddenly stopped in his tracks as he turned to his left, seeing a shadow pass him by. He narrowed his eyes in suspicion as he continued to walk, only to stop again. He bit his lower lip.
That same shadow he was certain he'd seen soon came behind him. His breath hitched. "Who are you?" He closed his eyes as a hand went around his neck.
His hood came off and the intruder came around to face him. And the blond knew, this man was the most beautiful person he has ever seen. The man moved closer and closer, Naruto moving backwards till he hit a wall. The man put an arm over his head and stared at him with onyx eyes full of something undefined.
"Who am I?" He moved closer to the blond so that his face was mere inches away from Naruto's and his eyes landed on plump lips that were just tempting.
Thunder resounded through their ears and Naruto flinched. The man smirked. Naruto frowned. The man's smirk grew. "Scared of a little thunder?"
"You wish," he muttered back. "So, who are you?"
"If I told I was Death, would you run?" The man parted his lips as Naruto closed his eyes. He must be dreaming or Holloween came early this year because this man-this thing-was... He didn't have a word to describe him.
Death. Heh. Yeah right.
"No, I wouldn't."
The man smirked as he leaned his face closer to Naruto, and before the Uzumaki knew, warm lips cascaded over his. The kiss was soft, and he stood frozen before slipping his eyes shut even more and returning the kiss with much favor; arms came to hug broad shoulders as they both let out unknown moans.
Naruto was on cloud nine. Those lips over him lit a fire he never knew he had, but just as soon as they were on his, they pulled apart, and both men stared at each other.
"Good, because I wouldn't let you run, either way."
And rain soon fell over them.
And he would never confuse those two things. Because unlike many, Naruto knew his fairytale was very different than his reality.
He moved his body closer to the Raven's and slowly brought his lips down till they clashed with Sasuke's. He didn't move and just kept his lips over the Uchiha's and at that moment, all train of thought he was holding evaporated.
Every fear he had before-gone. All that was left was a flame growing bigger and bigger with each passing second.
He moved his lips slowly, only to widen his eyes a second later. He wasn't the only one doing the kissing anymore; the Uchiha had moved his lips as well, and he pulled apart.
Sasuke took in a deep, steady breath as he heard the blond enter. His heart raced as he felt Naruto come beside him and could feel him hovering above. It took everything in his power not to grab the blond by the hair and pull him down, to have him under his body.
Relax, Uchiha. Relax, he thought to himself. But it was so goddamn hard when he felt warm lips being placed on his.
And deciding enough was enough, he kissed back, only feel said lips pull away and surprised sapphire eyes stare back at him.
Shit.