A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in a while but it was just my Matric Dance (Which is the equivalent of a Prom I think…) So…the after party got out of hand and I've been recovering ever since. But anyways, here it is! :D I really do like writing this story because it's so close to my heart.
So here is the next chapter which features actual events…Yea I really went to this match and it was freakin awesome!
Once again there will be footnotes at the end explaining anything you might not understand. Enjoy…
Sasuke had always loved the moment just after you wake up. For about a minute you forget about everything that is going on in your life and you are completely at peace with the universe. That is, until reality hits you like a frying pan in the face and you remember where you are and what you're doing.
This particular morning Sasuke woke up and felt incredibly warm and safe. He was vaguely aware of a weight pressed against his side and he figured that Naruto had simply pressed against him while they were sleeping so he just ignored it and decided that another few minutes of sleep wouldn't hurt. He was just drifting off again when he felt a weight somewhere else, somewhere weight definitely shouldn't be. He quickly opened his eyes, lifted up the covers, and there it was…Naruto's hand, resting on his crotch.
Now Sasuke figured that Naruto definitely wasn't doing it on purpose, and he knew that Naruto was very cuddly when he was asleep, but Sasuke was certain that being cuddly did not involve putting your hand on somebody's crotch. He quickly wiggled away from Naruto and shot out of the bed before it would be necessary for him to take a cold shower. Naruto frowned at the loss of warmth and slowly opened his eyes.
"Mornin…" He mumbled, rubbing his eyes.
"Uh, Good morning."
Naruto sat up slowly in bed and stretched his arms above his head. "Gees Sasuke, what happened? You look like you saw a ghost or something."
"It's nothing, I just…had a bad dream." Sasuke said, not sounding very convincing at all.
"Awww, did the little Uchiha forget to pack his teddy?" Naruto asked mockingly.
"Shut up Dobe." Sasuke picked up the nearest object he could find and threw it at the blonde. Unfortunately for Sasuke the object happened to be his own pair of pants.
"Ouch that actually hurt, what the hell is in your pocket?" Naruto frowned and reached his hand inside the pocket of Sasuke's jeans.
Sasuke froze. If Naruto found the key in his pocket he would be busted for sure…
"Sasuke you Teme, your key was in your pocket the whole time! And you call me Dobe…" Naruto climbed out of bed and handed Sasuke his key. It was times like these when Sasuke was truly grateful that Naruto was a Dobe.
"What time is it?" Naruto asked through a yawn.
Sasuke walked slowly over to the dresser and picked up his cell phone. "Its 10'o'clock."
"10'o'….SHIT!" Naruto ran to his suitcase, grabbing what looked like their soccer tickets out of it.
"Gees Dobe, what's the problem?"
"We're supposed to leave for the stadium 3 hours before the match starts(1)! We're late!"
"Oh shit!"
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"Sasuke, I really thought you had the tickets! I'm sorry…" Naruto whined as Sasuke hit him on the head for the third time in a row.
"Are you seriously telling me that we rushed around so much this morning to get here and you forgot the tickets?" Sasuke said, rubbing his temples.
"TEME! Don't do that! You're going to smudge the paint!" Naruto shouted. Immediately Sasuke withdrew his hand and glared at the big white and red splotch that covered it.
"I still can't believe you got Sasuke to paint his face as the Korean flag." Kiba said with a grin
"I have my ways…" Naruto said, smirking at Sasuke who was now desperately trying to wipe the paint off of his hand. "Give me your hand idiot, its just a little paint" Naruto said, grabbing Sasuke's hand and wiping the paint off with his sleeve.
"So where are we sitting anyhow?" Kiba asked.
"Nowhere thanks to the Dobe" Sasuke said solemnly.
"Oh stop your moaning Sasuke, I was only kidding, here they are!" Naruto said with a bright smile, producing the tickets from his pocket. He looked around at his friends with a big grin but neither of them smiled back. Obviously nobody else found his joke as funny as he did.
"You know what Naruto, Dobe does not even sufficiently describe you…" Sasuke said giving him a world-class glare.
"For once I agree with Sasuke." Kiba piped up.
"Oh get into the spirit guys!" Naruto said, slapping them both hard on the back "In the words of Rock Lee: We are about to watch the noble South Korean soccer team taking on the proud Greeks. You should be overjoyed to be able to be a part of this experience!" Naruto exclaimed with an exuberant smile.
"Ok…lets just go inside already." Sasuke led the way through the crowd.
It took a total of 60 minutes for the three of them to make it through a metal detector, 2 body searches, 7 ticket checks, a 20 minute line for beer which was ridiculously expensive and tasted crappy, the 4 flights of stairs they had to climb to get to their seating level and the extra 10 minutes it took the to walk the entire circumference of the stadium when they ended up on the wrong side(2). And to top it all off, when they finally did reach their seats, there were three guys who looked like they would probably slit your throat and leave you to bleed in a dark alley sitting in them.
"Um, excuse me gentlemen, but I think you're in our seats…" Naruto said, being the only one brave (or stupid) enough to address them.
One of the men turned to the other two and laughed. "Met wie praat hierdie kind(3)?"
"Sorry, what did you say?"
The man stood up, towering over Naruto. "I said, who do you think you're talking to?"
"Well it's just that…" Luckily Naruto was cut off by one of the Fifa security guards stepping forward and putting his hand on Kiba's shoulder.
"Is there a problem here gentlemen?"
"These men are in our seats." Sasuke said, glaring at the man who was still towering over Naruto.
"Can I see your tickets please?"
The three men handed over their tickets and the security guards studied them for a few seconds. "You gentlemen are seated in block 526, this is block 528." He handed the men their tickets and waited with his hand on Naruto's shoulder until they had left.
"You guys enjoy the match." He smiled and walked off.
"Sheesh, that was a close one." Naruto flopped down in his chair.
"Well anyway, at least we're here…I mean seriously guys, we're about to watch a world cup soccer match. Lets not let a couple of idiots ruin it for..." But before Kiba could finish what he was saying, a very loud, annoying, off-key, trumpet sound blasted into his ear canal. He just about jumped onto Sasuke lap and spun around quickly to find the source of the noise. The man sitting behind them had a long, thin, trumpet looking thing in his hand.
"Excuse me, what is that thing?" Kiba asked the man inquisitively.
"What, you mean you've never seen a vuvuzela(4) before?"
"A vuvu what?" Naruto asked with a very confused look on his face. Sasuke had to refrain from sighing at how cute the Dobe looked.
"Vu-vu-ze-la, it's traditional to blow them at soccer matches in South Africa. Here, why don't you give it a try(5)?" He handed the instrument over to Naruto.
He looked it suspiciously for a few seconds before putting it to his lips and blowing hard. A noise that sounded like a cross between a dying cat and a sick bird came out and Naruto frowned.
"Don't worry, it takes a few tries before you get it right. I'll tell you what though, you can keep that one so you can practice."
"Thanks man!" Naruto turned around, still holding onto the instrument.
"Guys, guys it's STARTING!" Kiba jumped excitedly out of his chair and began bouncing up and down as the players came out of the tunnel.
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"Oh my life, that was possibly the most amazing thing I have ever seen!" Naruto threw his arms around Sasuke and Kiba's shoulders as they walked up the stairs to their hotel rooms.
"AND Korea kicked some Greek ass!"
"It was pretty awesome." Sasuke admitted.
"Oh come on Sasuke, you were shouting the loudest out of all of us! You know you love it." Naruto grinned at Sasuke.
"Well, I'm gonna hit the hay! I'll see you guys in the morning." Kiba said when they reached his door.
"Kiba! Its only 8'o'clock…what the hell?" Naruto pouted.
"Dude, it's been a long day and I'm still severely jet-lagged. Not all of us bounce back as fast as you do." Kiba opened his door and stepped inside.
"Are you gonna bail on me to?" Naruto gave Sasuke the puppy dog eyes.
"Uh, I guess I could stick around for a while." Sasuke couldn't resist the puppy dog eyes.
"Alright! Lets watch a movie or something." Naruto opened the door to his room and ran over to the TV. "Sasuke they have Paranormal Activity! Have you seen it?"
"Um no…"
"You haven't seen Paranormal Activity? Well then we're definitely going to watch it. Go grab me a blanket out of the bedroom will you, I'm getting a little cold. I'll put the movie on so long."
Sasuke strolled out of the TV area and into Naruto's bedroom. He picked up a blanket off the bed and was about to leave when he noticed something sticking out from under the bed. He bent down and picked up what appeared to be some kind of book off the floor. He flipped it open and very quickly recognised Naruto's handwriting. By the looks of the entries it was some kind of journal and Sasuke was not one to invade someone else's privacy and he was about to shut the book when he caught a glimpse of his own name in one of the entries…
(1): Yep that really is how early you have to leave for a match.
(2): So that is all totally true, it's exactly what happened to me.
(3): Directly translated that means "Who is that kid talking to." Its in Afrikaans in case you didn't know.
(4): Vuvuzela's have become pretty universal since the world cup but if you don't know what it is I suggest you Google it for some pictures because it's kind of difficult to describe properly. The word vuvuzela roughly means 'to make a noise' or 'to make the vuvu sound' in Zulu.
(5): Never take a vuvuzela from a stranger, bad idea…
A/N: Ok ok, before you kill me for ending that on a cliffhanger I only did it so I could get this chapter out. If I didn't stop it there I would have written on and on forever and I would never have updated.
Please review! It will most definitely make me update faster :P…
