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Monday came much more quickly than Sasuke would have preferred. He huffed as he loaded Itachi's truck with enough supplies to enable them to spend a fairly comfortable week camping, along with his newest fishing rod and sleeping bag. Itachi was still getting ready by the time that Sasuke had loaded up the truck. He sighed in exasperation. Itachi was the slowest, most indecisive person he knew.
"Hey, Sasuke. Which flannel shirt says 'I'm going to fuck your brains out', the red and black one, or the black and green one. No… wait… what about the black and dark blue one?"
"The last one is mine, and you better not be doing anything remotely close to fucking while wearing that shirt."
"Don't worry little brother, I will take it off when Deidara needs to suck on my nipples. I'll even make sure to throw it far enough away from us so that it won't get any cum on it." Sasuke ripped the shirt from his brothers' hands and threw it into his backpack.
"Just wear the red and black one, it'll match your eyes."
"Your right! And nothing says 'I'm manly and dominant' like matching clothing to eye color! God Sasuke, you're such a queer, but a queer that's going to help me seduce my boyfriend!" The younger Uchiha worried for his brother's sanity. The fact that Itachi was being so… peppy… never boded well for him. Actually, there were only five recorded instances of Itachi being peppy, and each one of them ended up with Sasuke hundreds of miles away from home and hitchhiking with some trucker that would stare at his junk from time to time and smile creepily.
Even to this day Sasuke feared truckers.
After waiting for another hour and a half, Itachi and Sasuke were ready to leave. Sasuke took a deep breath, reminding himself that soon he would be in the mountains, which was the only place he found true happiness. Not that he was emo or something, he just really wasn't happy when he had to deal with stupid people, which consisted of most of the world.
They pulled into town before heading up into the mountains, and stopped at a small yellow and white house that stood out against the tans and greens like a small explosion. Itachi got out of the car and walked to the door, whilst Sasuke sat in the car and pouted, not that he would ever admit to such a thing.
Two blond heads peeked their way out of the not-so-subtle house, and the one with wheat-colored long hair jumped on Itachi with glee. Naruto stood not far behind Deidara; looking embarrassed as the older Uchiha and his blond friend started heavily making out. He sighed uncharacteristically, and trudged his way to the car—and to the pouting Sasuke.
"Where should I put my stuff, hunter boy?" He asked, trying to rein in his anger at even being around Sasuke.
"Why would I tell you that, idiot?" Naruto puffed his whiskered cheeks out and opened his mouth to yell right when Deidara sprang up from behind him.
"Oh Naruto! I'm just so excited, aren't you excited! You have never been camping before, right? Oh here, give me your bag, I'll have Itachi throw it in the back!" Naruto smiled widely at his friend and handed over his bag.
"You have NEVER been camping before?" Itachi asked as they all piled into the truck, astonished. It was hard for somebody who loved being outdoors as much as him to even comprehend NEVER going camping.
"Of course the idiot has never gone camping, he's just a fruity Californian. The closest thing they have to wilderness there is Beverly Hills." Sasuke sneered.
"For your information, you bastard hunter bastard, California is more than you see on television. Only a dumbass would judge an entire state based on what movies and the media feed them. Plus, there are plenty of places to go camping back at home, I just never have."
"If you love California so much, why don't you just do us all a favor and go back there you little fag!"
"Sasuke!" Deidara gasped from the back seat. "What the hell is wrong with you? Don't you dare pick on Naruto! I thought that you were a nice guy, but I guess not. Itachi, um, maybe Naruto and me shouldn't come on this trip. Can you just turn around and take us home?"
Itachi's grip tightened on the steering wheel till his knuckles turned white. Sasuke shrank back in his seat, having just had a premonition of his own death. "No," the younger Uchiha answered for his brother. "I'll be… better… from now on. I promise." The poor man almost choked on the words.
Deidara smiled evilly. "Say you are sorry, Sasuke"
The younger Uchiha died right there in the car.
The End.
Just kidding!
"Like I want that bastard to give me some fake apology! Frankly I wish I was back in California where people live who don't kill for fun! And you can call me a fag all you want, cause I know for a fact that you are too you stupid bastard!" Naruto's eyes brimmed with tears. For one of the first times in his life Sasuke Uchiha actually felt guilty for saying something—not that he would ever admit it.
"Hey, uh…. Naruto… I guess I'm… uh… sorryIcalledyouafag." Sasuke twiddled his fingers, looking abashed.
"Your not forgiven, stupid hunter boy!"
"NARUTO!" Deidara's shrill voice made everybody in the car cringe.
Naruto shrank back in his seat, having just had a premonition of his own death. "Fine, I forgive you, but I still hate you, you bastard hunter."
"Well, now that is solved, who's ready for some camping!" Deidara chirped cheerily. Irritated grumbles were his only response. "I said," a vein twitched in his forehead, "who is ready for some camping!" The car erupted in fake cheers. "That's better now isn't it?"
Deidara and Naruto chattered between themselves for the next two hours of the car ride with Itachi interjecting a comment here and there, while Sasuke sat silently in the front seat and drowned in his own misery. The truck finally came to a stop in a completely vacant patch of forest that was conveniently labeled "Camp Site 69", which made Itachi and Deidara laugh and Sasuke and Naruto die a little bit inside.
The site was on the edge of a small creek that branched off of a fast-flowing river about a mile from them. It was relatively flat, and thanks to Itachi and his awesome campsite finding abilities it was also relatively free from rocks. Pine trees enclosed the site on all sides, and the clearing was about thirty feet in circumference.
"Alright then," Itachi surveyed the site as he pulled their gear from the back of his truck. " Sasuke and Naruto, you guys set up the tents while me and Deidara go collect firewood." He threw the two tents in Sasuke's general direction. "And don't kill each other, ok?" He added as an afterthought.
"I don't kill ANYTHING. Unlike some people." The blond grumbled to himself, earning a scary glance from Deidara. "Fine, fine, fine. I'll behave if he does."
Itachi and Deidara took off into the woods squealing.
Damn, they are going to be gone for long if they are doing in the woods what I think they are doing. Both Naruto and Sasuke thought at the same time, sighing in unison. They headed towards the two tents, deciding in unspoken words to simply not work together.
Sasuke finished putting up his tent in five minutes.
Naruto wondered what the pole-thingies were for, and why some of them were connected to each other.
The dark haired man watched in amusement as the virgin-camper tried to figure out the tent, while language that would make a sailor cry poured from the blond's mouth. Sasuke set out four chairs around the area where the fire would be, and organized his entire side of the camp. He was sooooo not going to help that idiot.
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