Warning: YAOI (hot gay man sex), cursing (lots of it since Sasuke has a potty mouth), attack of rabid plot bunnies, OCCness (in the perverted way)
AN: These chapters are shorter than I usually make them, but its alot easier to do them that way. I'd prefer medium, constant updates rather than long, but never-seen-only-in-a-blue-moon updates.
Chapter Two
Hello Genius
Hey pretty girl, you lookin' kinda fineee-oh my god you're a boy.
Every night, I have the same dream. Trite as it might sound, it's true.
In the dream, I'm always stuck inside a telephone booth. Yes, a 1960's telephone booth, complete with eternally muddy scarlet paint and squared windows. Though I barely fit in with my five feet, ten inches, if I reach up, it feels like-like-
Wait. This is familiar. Haven't I…haven't I already finished this?
I look into the mirrored glass panes and for a split second, I see that person. My breath hitches and then the image flickers and I see myself.
"Sasuke?"
That person never had emotions in his eyes. Only a cool disapproval or a stoic expression that all Uchihas seemed to have inherited. All of them, except Mom.
I remember picking something, something that was completely irrational. It was on a whim and something Naruto would've done.
Why…why am I thinking of Naruto now?
"Sasuke? Are you still sleeping?"
Why is a voice that sounds exactly like Naruto's phasing through my dream? What the hell? Isn't this supposed to be my dream?
"Fine. I'll take a piss in your mouth and-"
"Oh no you fucking don't!"
Sometimes, I feel a little lost.
I know it's just a part of growing up and learning, but this loss doesn't just stem from teenage troubles. It comes from everything.
I want to tell him.
On some days, I feel the urge to tell him pull at me so strongly, it feels like I'll be ripped to shreds if I don't. But then that means he'll be just like me.
And that, is the last thing I want to happen.
"Naruto! What the hell are you doing?" Sasuke growled, a fist preparing to launch. Without warning, he yawned, completely ruining the effect.
Naruto grinned sheepishly as the disheveled youth who continued to shoot venomous glares all while attempting to stifle the yawn. It was almost cute.
"I was just helping you get up. We're going to be late for school you know," he pointed out.
Dark eyes darted over to the lit numerals and widened in alarm.
"Shit! We're going to fucking late…again!" he cried, scrambling across the room in search of his school uniform and clean socks.
Naruto blinked as an almost naked Sasuke disappeared into the restroom and came out fully clothed a mere second later. (1) Was it really possible to dress that fast?
"Let's go! We've got five minutes until the first bell!" Sasuke yelled as he struggled to pull on the left soft.
Damn socks. They were just another useless invention created by mankind to make an Uchiha seem undignified.
"Hey Sasuke, when did you get that tattoo?" Naruto asked quietly. The words were lost on the panicking honor student.
"Get your ass downstairs before I count to ten. We've got oh, only four more minutes left!"
Mr. Umino watched as the seconds on the clock slowly counted down. Tick tock tick tock. It was almost like a game of Jeopardy. Almost.
Right as the final bell rang, two teenage boys attempted to jump through the door at the same time, only to clash heads.
"Fuck Sasuke! That really hurt!" Naruto exclaimed as he rubbed the side of his ear.
Sasuke refrained from cursing. Almost being late and using obscenities was never a part of an Uchiha's routine.
Instead, he put on a mask of indifference though inside, he screaming like one of those fan girls at an UVERworld concert and stood up. After neatly patting the dust off, he extended a hand to Naruto and pulled the blonde upright.
Then he whispered haughtily, "Clumsy idiot."
"Fuck you bastard! Fuck you and all your little PMS moods! You know what? I'm going to let you in on a little secret. I sold your underwear to some random girl who paid me fifty bucks."
"You did wha-"
"Naruto! Sasuke! Stop arguing and get in your seats! Stop making a scene already!"
As Mr. Umino continued a lecture on World History, the class fell into a monotonous state. On other days, Sasuke would've started on the homework, finishing long before the bell rang and studied enough to make up for sleeping in class.
Unfortunately, today, Sasuke was not so lucky.
Sasuke felt sick. He wanted to raise his hand to be excused to the nurse's office, but that would mean he was admitting the pain. An Uchiha losing to pain, least of all an illness?
Hell if that would ever happen.
Still, the piercing sensation on his neck was strong enough to-
Suddenly, Sasuke yanked open his closing eyes and grabbed his neck. He winced, half expecting it to burn but there was nothing. His fingers only met cool skin that felt slightly tender to the touch.
What happened last night?
Sasuke tried to rack his mind in hopes of a single clue that could tell him, but to no avail.
All he could remember was the a blinding pain in his neck, something about his dream, Ichiraku's and-
An idea struck Sasuke and he nearly leapt across the room. If you counted a slight movement toward Naruto's direction as nearly leaping.
That was it! He was supposed to bring back dinner last night. He had been walking down an alley and all of a sudden, there was that pain in his neck.
The mere thought of whatever had happened last night was excruciating and Sasuke winced.
From the corner of his peripheral vision, Sasuke saw a slight movement and dark eyes quickly darted to the offender.
It was Naruto, staring unabashedly with concerned eyes.
Sasuke stared back until Naruto reluctantly broke away.
He sighed. Didn't need the idiot to be worried about him. That was the last thing he needed. A boy who could hardly take care of himself worrying about Sasuke.
If that didn't scream out troublesome, it did now.
Oh shit, now he was starting to sound like that lazy kid who always got first on the national exams without trying.
Another movement from the corner of Sasuke's eye started and he didn't need to look to tell it was Naruto again.
Sasuke put his face in his arms, unwilling to get up.
I'll take a nap, he decided firmly. When I wake up, it'll probably be gone.
When the lunch break bell rang, a loud, brown mass popped into the room before the teacher had even left and tackled Naruto.
"Fuck Kiba! Are you done pounding me into the ground yet?" the blonde moaned as he clutched his throbbing head.
"Dude!" Kiba yelped as he leapt off of Naruto and into someone's desk. "I already told you I'm interested in someone else!"
Naruto chuckled. With the help of his desk, he managed to pull himself forward and onto his feet. "Yeah, right. Even you can't be resistant to this hot piece of ass right in front of you."
"…the fuck?" the brunette cried hysterically. "Stop! Stop! Icky alert!"
An eyebrow raised questionably. "Icky…alert? Are you four or something?"
"Seriously man, I'm not fucking kidding. That's gross. I don't want to picture another man's ass underneath my…" Kiba trailed off at the awkward stares he was getting. He stood on Naruto's desk and announced proudly, "I like breasts. Gimme' some melons and maybe a decent head."
Then, Kiba bent down and whispered, "Cold man, hella cold. You're turning into another freakin' Uchiha. Speaking of which, the guy's napping?"
Naruto blinked, eyes following Kiba's astounded expression. No wonder the girls were going crazy, taking out their cell phones and taking pictures.
"Isn't he supposed to be class president or something?" Kiba wondered aloud. "He's supposed to get a good example right?"
Naruto shrugged as Sasuke shifted positions, unknowingly exposing an ivory jawline. Even with dark strands of hair covering his face, Sasuke was still eliciting stifled fan girl shrieks.
"I bet he's just faking it, the little bastard," he announced, emphasizing the last word.
Huh. No reaction from Sasuke. Either the jerk was actually sleeping, or he was ignoring the hell out of Naruto.
"Hey bastard," Naruto called from his seat, feigning ignorance at the icy glares sent his way. "You actually sleeping?"
Still nothing. A vein throbbed on Naruto's temple and he advanced on the motionless boy.
What the hell? Sasuke didn't sleep that heavily and Naruto knew it for a fact. After living next door to the aloof jerk for five years, he had found that all it took to wake Sasuke was flushing the toilet. From another apartment.
"Hey you fucking jerk," Naruto relentlessly grabbed Sasuke's bangs and yanked them up, lifting the boy's head. "You list-"
The entire classroom watched as Naruto stopped in mid word. Kiba and a few others leaned around to see what had happened, but Naruto's back hid everything from plain view.
Even Shikamaru Nara who sat directly in front of Sasuke was unable to catch a glimpse as Naruto released Sasuke from his grip without warning.
"Uh, Naruto?" a pink-haired girl raised an eyebrow. "Is there something we should kn-woah."
She was barely able to discern the faint outlines of a tall, blonde-haired boy carrying a limp Sasuke over his back run out of the classroom and well, away.
A faint blush rose to her face at the thought of where the boys were headed. A rooftop? Storage shed?
Come to think of it, Naruto wasn't that bad looking. Actually, he would've been somewhere in the top three. Apparently, quite a few girls were rumored to have a crush on the boy. It was only because Sasuke, with his somewhat delicate-looking features and aloof nature, was there that Naruto's presence was almost completely ignored.
She frowned.
Why was she thinking so much about Naruto?
No! Sasuke was the only one for her! If there was one thing Sakura Haruno was determined to get in her entire seventeen year life, it was Uchiha Sasuke.
"Fuck, it hurts," Sasuke managed to groan through clenched teeth. He slapped Naruto's hand away and growled, "Stop touching me"
Naruto grinned. "Hey, you weren't complaining before."
"That's because you weren't driving your fingernails into my skin, freakin' moron," Sasuke grumbled. "H-hey, don't put that there."
An evil smirk crept onto Naruto's visage. He asked innocently, "Put what where Sasuke…chan?"
"What the fuck?" Sasuke started in disbelief. "No one uses prefixes anymore Naruto. More importantly, don't a-ah."
"Feel good?"
"Don't ask that! St-stop it." Sasuke let out a sharp hiss, his body arching on the bed.
Naruto continued to smile, his hands eliciting the rare stutters from the normally stoic boy.
"How you do like it Sasuke? Do you want me to continue?" he purred contently, voice dropping to a more husky tone. "Harder, perhaps? Maybe even a ni-"
Unfortunately, the blonde's words were cut short as a fist landed right below his cheek bone. (2)
"Stop it Naruto!" Sasuke positively seethed. "I told you I don't fucking need a massage."
"Liar!" Naruto shot back. He jumped off of the floor and pointed an offending finger right between Sasuke's eyes. "You were practically moaning in bliss."
"Don't make this into a porno! Who the hell uses a fucking syringe as a roller? For all you know, the nurse uses it for enemas."
Naruto blanched as Sasuke grinned in victory. Ha! That would teach the idiot to-
"What's an enema?" (3)
Never mind. Sasuke slapped his own forehead and winced. For some strange reason, his head really hurt.
"Anyways, how'd I get here?" the pale youth asked, rubbing his temples.
"Well," Naruto began. "I was kind of pissed in the class since you weren't answering and I kind of uh, pulled your hair."
Sasuke would've wrinkled his nose, had the act not cause a bolt of pain to strike through his head.
"You pulled my hair," he deadpanned.
Naruto grinned sheepishly. "Uh, yes?"
"Hey Naruto," Sasuke immediately said.
"Yeah?"
"I need to tell you something," Sasuke made a come hither motion.
Naruto instantly obeyed without thinking and put his ear next to Sasuke's mouth.
"Has anyone ever told you you're a FUCKING IDIOT?" Sasuke practically screamed the last two words and watched as Naruto fell backwards, clutching his ear. A resounding crash filled the nurse's office before a pained groan followed suit.
"My neck hurts, stomach hurts, and now my head hurts because you decided to pull my hair," Sasuke stated flatly, "So thanks a lot."
Naruto let out a shriek of indignation and stomped his foot. "Goddamn it you prissy ice drama queen. That's it. I'm out of here."
"See you later shithead."
"Suck my dick you asshole."
Sasuke smirked. "So you want me to be the bottom?"
A flustered Naruto stared, mouth gaping like a goldfish for a few seconds before running out.
The dark-haired teenager laughed. Sometimes, acting crude was actually beneficial.
"E-excuse me… Sasuke?" a timid voice said.
Sasuke stopped laughing and cleared his throat. "Yes?"
A rather pretty girl with almost the exact same pallid skin entered the room, her fingers fidgeting slightly. Sasuke immediately recognized her as Hinata Hyuuga, bearing the same features as her cousin.
"Hinata, I don't believe we've ever spoken before. How may I help you?" he said with all courtesy he could gather.
The girl gazed mutely at Sasuke and he refrained from making an irritated noise. She took a deep breath before words came spewing out, "I-I wanted to tell you to be a bit more lenient on Naruto. He h-helped carry you to the infirmary and a-asked me to get the nurse."
Sasuke sighed. "I'm sorry, but I don't really see how my behavior should change just because Naruto helped me out once."
Pieces of memories flooded Sasuke's mind; Sasuke dragging Naruto's body to his apartment after a vigorous fight, Sasuke paying for Naruto's 'all-you-can-eat-until-Sasuke's-nearly-broke' fest, Sasuke helping Naruto study for exams.
Sasuke blanched somewhat. Had he really put up with the idiot for that long?
"It's because he was r-really worried," Hinata attempted to explain. Her light, almost milky eyes glanced downwards, carefully avoiding eye contact. "He was really scared and kept calling out your name. He actually thought y-you were going to die, Sasuke."
The boy didn't say anything and at this, Hinata continued.
"Your fever was 103.8 degrees. Even Ts-tsunade said you were a goner but then, but then-" Hinata trailed off.
Transparent eyes widened and a trembling finger lifted. "Uh, S-sasuke?"
"Yes?" Sasuke wasn't exactly impressed but the least he could do was listen. For the normally quiet girl to go ahead and confront, as quoted from various sources, the evil ice prince, it was quite a feat.
"What's that on your neck?"
Sasuke blinked before heatedly scrambling off the bed and to the other side of the room.
'She can see something?' he panicked, a gut wrenching feeling pulling at his stomach. Wasn't that a dream?
A tremor ran through his body as he drew closer to the mirror.
What the fuck?
Sasuke rubbed his eyes forcefully and closed them for a good five seconds before yanking them open.
Nothing. That's right.
Abso-fucking-lutely nothing.
Sasuke glanced over the pale, unmarred skin with a grimace. He was so sure that something would be there.
"Hinata, I don't see anything."
The girl seemed at lost for words. Well, more than usual.
"T-that's weird. There was this mark kind o-of like a comma."
"Comma?" Sasuke repeated without much thought as he turned on the sink. A pool of silvery water stared back from between cupped hands.
"Yes. A trick of light?"
Sasuke nodded. Yeah. That was probably it. There was no way he would get a tattoo without knowing, especially one in the shape of a comma.
"I'll be going back to class now," he jerked his head in a dismissal. "Thank you for taking the time to discuss your concerns with me."
Not really, Sasuke thought. Even though it was kind of nice for the girl to be concerned and all, he didn't need it. For crying out loud, he was the Class President. That had to mean something.
As Sasuke walked out of the nurse's office, he couldn't help but notice a stationary figure lying in a frazzled heap in the corner.
Of course Tsunade would be passed out. And that, Sasuke nearly grinned, worked to his advantage.
A tirade of colorful curses spewed from under Naruto's breath as he stomped reluctantly toward the Nurse's Room. A few bystanders jumped at the ominous aura, relaxing once they recognized the blonde boy.
One even grinned and waved exuberantly. "Hey Naruto. You going to fight with Sasuke again?"
Naruto ignored the comment and focused on moving forward. Corridors passed until only an empty hallway separated him from his goal. As he took the final steps, an image of a handsome youth with porcelain features smirking at him arose.
"So you want me to be the bottom?"
It wasn't as if he liked the bastard in that way. Naruto frowned. Wait no. He didn't like that bastard in any kind of way other than friends.
"Argh, Sasuke you fucking shitty bastard. Why the hell do you have to go ahead and make me feel gay? Gay gay gay gay gay!"
It also didn't help that Naruto had seen something…unusual the other night.
He shuddered at the memory. Great. Now he had those things in his mind too.
Right as his fingers stretched over the door knob, a familiar chime rang from his cellphone, singing out a fast paced melody.
"Are you serious?"
Naruto frowned. Looks like Sasuke would have to take care of himself today.
A hard, determined look settled into his visage and his fingers clenched.
Time for work.
Sasuke was not napping.
No sirree. It was dead near impossible for an Uchiha to nap.
No, what most people called napping was Sasuke's version of closing his eyes and listening to the wind. Yeah, that was it.
Closing your eyes and slowing becoming unconscious…
Sasuke suddenly sat straight up, his back completely rigid. He yanked his eyes open, only to have them begin closing again.
This was not good, Sasuke mused darkly. Not good at all.
He actually had almost fallen asleep on the rooftop. That, combined with practically fainting, meant something was terribly wrong.
Something bored into the back of his neck and Sasuke quickly turned around.
"You!"
A cloaked smile seemed to grin even wider in response to Sasuke's shocked expression. Sasuke hastily allowed indifference to sweep across his face as he dropped the accusing finger.
"Hello Sasuke. I'm sorry to say this, but I kind of need you out for this moment."
"Out?" Sasuke raised an eyebrow. "What do you m-"
There was hardly a second thought as the boy plummeted into an abyss of darkness, his vision rapidly fading. All at once, a myriad of feelings flooded his senses. The pain in his neck sharpened as it began to burn. A cold numbness spread across his arm, slowly trailing up his veins until there was hardly anything left. But everything negative was dulled by a single move. The sensation of letting go and just relaxing was far beyond anything Sasuke had ever experienced. It was just-
-utter bliss.
A whistle cut through the air and the last thing Sasuke heard was, "Wow. Naruto was right. You do need a massage."
(1)Yes Naruto. I'm disappointed too.
(2) Laughs evilly. There's tension alright. SEXUAL TENSION. … I need a life.
(3) Boys and girls, an enema is not something you want. Well, unless you want your ass and entire digestive track to be squeaky clean. What an enema does is shoot those full of water and your poor butt practically expels everything.
A/N: I'm slightly sadistic. Yes. That's why I keep leaving cliffhangers with Sasuke being all X.x. I guess I do tend to torture my favorite character though at the moment, I'm feeling much love for Minato. ^.^