Chapter 2 of Seducing Hot Guys and Dealing with Nervous Habits

Warnings: Uh, swearing, I guess. And Sakura bashing - but that's not such a bad thing…

Disclaimer: I have no ownership over Naruto - the anime, manga or of any clothing stores mentioned in this fic. If I said please, would you agree not to sue me? I also don't own the song 'Do it now, remember it later' by Sleeping with Sirens.

A/N: So, yeah, it's been a while. Heh heh. Sorry to those you were waiting for this chapter. I won't make any excuses, all I'll say is that I will try my best to update quicker from now on. Enjoy, my homies!

So the next morning (the morning of my social demise) when I woke up, I had that weird feeling in my tummy. The one you get on the morning of an exam or big date or some nerve racking incident that makes you feel like a pregnant woman - I was seriously ready to throw up.

But none of that matters now.

I'm going to tell him and that's that. No more cowardly stalking for me. He's going to agree to go on a date with me if it's the last thing I do! No matter how nervous I feel or how gangster I become I will get a date with this guy. I never give up on anything else, so I won't give up on this.

I quickly got out of bed, had a bath and brushed my teeth - twice (just in case, you can never be too careful) and changed into the clothes I did not choose yesterday. I went downstairs to have some breakfast and ignored my parents' jokes about my 'spiffy outfit.' I ate rather quickly, if only to get out of the kitchen when they started asking me about the new girl in my life (which is weird because they know I'm gay). After breakfast, I went back to my room to brush my teeth again. I think it's starting to become a new nervous habit. Oh man, I don't need another one. What if I start carrying a toothbrush around? Noooooooooooo-

*Remember when they said that what we want could never be done? When it all comes crashing down-*

I quickly answered my phone, already knowing it was Kiba, "-ooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

"Uh, dude? What the fuck man?" Kiba asked, as if he didn't know what was wrong.

"Ibrushedmyteeththreetimesalr eadyandit'sbecominganewnervoushabitIne edyourhelpnow!"

That made sense right? I thought it was easy enough to understand, it was coming out of my mouth, after all.

"Sure, whatever. I'll be there in 5, so get the car out," he said.

"What?Why?Wecan'tgotherethisearlyhe'llthinkwe'refreaks!Noonegoestothemallthisearly!"

"If that was about how early we're going, then don't worry about it. We'll go see a movie or something first, maybe get some ramen to calm you down. God knows you need it."

As soon as he mentioned ramen, I started to regulate my breathing. Strange how that works, isn't it?

I took a deep breath and released it slowly, "Okay. Okay, I can do this. Believe it!"

Kiba sighed, "Damn, I always hoped you stopped saying that years ago…"

"Whatever, bitch. Get your ass over here. I need my RAMEN!" I hung up on him, without letting him get another word out and made my way downstairs again. I tried my best to sneak past my parents, but I guess all parents have some sort of spidey-sense that they use to bust their kids when they try to sneak out. Needless to say, they caught me just before I could get to the door.

My mother rushed over to me and started to straighten my t-shirt with tears in her eyes, "Oh, my baby's growing up! If this boy hurts you, I'll rip his head off. You just tell me where he lives."

I didn't bother telling her that I was already nineteen and that I could take care of myself.

My father was trying to be sneaky whilst putting condoms into my pocket, "Safety first, son." He's a closet-pervert, I know it.

What did I do to deserve this? I mean, I know there was that one time where I circulated a rumour about Sakura being a hermaphrodite, but it was just the once. And I think I've been punished enough for that when she hit me. She's really strong. That's how the idea got stuck in my head anyway. I've never done anything worse than that.

So why me? It's not like I've never been on dates before, but my parents haven't spazzed over me this much until now. Apparently, they want me to go out and have as much sex as possible. To be fair though, I guess they don't have to worry about me bringing home a grandchild unless hot Jay Jay's guy can get me pregnant (which isn't possible because we're both male). Mmmmm. Sex. With hot Jay Jay's guy.

Brought to my senses my Kiba's loud entrance (he never bothers to knock on the door anymore); I push my mother away, throw the condoms at my dad's face and wipe the drool off of my chin. I grab my car keys from the table and shout a quick goodbye to my parents, trying to get out of this madhouse as soon as possible.

I walk to the garage to get my car out. I already know that Kiba is following me because I can hear his completely nonsensical chatter about Hinata's ears. I wasn't really listening because, well, I don't really care. Hinata's cool and all but I just really don't want to talk about her ears.

"Kiba, shut up."

He glared at me, "Don't tell me to shut up! Hinata's ears are just too perfect to be quiet about!"

"Yeah, a normal guy would ask a girl out because of the way her face looks or even the way her body looks. But not you, no. You go for the ears. Insanity, I tell you."

"Well, her ears are on her face!" he gives me an affronted look, "And what an awesome face it is…" And he's entered dreamland. I just ignore him and drive towards my impending doom.

Hot guy, here I come. You will go on a date with me if I have to tie you up and drag to Ichiraku's!

Mmmmm, tie him up.

And there I go entering dreamland while I'm driving. This guy is gonna be the death of me…