-Okay…chapter two here. :-) Let's just get to the point first, then I'll talk to ya later, 'kay? Warning: profanities. And please don't use your head too much because this story is humor. You might get headache. ;-)

Oh, and a very scary Sasuke. Seriously.

White Above Black

Second Chapter: the Thespian's True Identity

Of all things Sasuke Uchiha happened to dislike, there was only one thing he had been utterly opposed and downright rejected when he was a child; pink.

The reason was unknown, however, but since he was a child, whenever he saw even an article that had pink on it, he'll stealthily sneaked behind the owner, fetched the item, before burning them down to hell. A victim in this case, however, happened to be a neighbor of his and an old childhood friend and classmate named Haruno Sakura.

In her seventh birthday party, she had invited the whole kids in the neighborhood, and of course Sasuke was invited. Meanwhile the people were celebrating and playing in the garden, Sasuke sneaked in to the house and burned every article of pink the household had; even Sakura's mom's silk drapes.

It was amazing he'd never got caught. It was even more amazing that he had never burned the girl's blindingly obvious rosette hair. He'd tried, got caught miserably, and was grounded for two weeks in his room by his father. Plus a severe punishment that made him shivered every time he recalled.

Of course, it was when Sasuke was six.

In a later while, the reason behind his hatred towards pink was discovered, it was because his mother used to dress him up in girl's clothing. And all of them contained one element: pink.

Now, seventeen years later, there wasn't anything in particular that he disliked. Except, of course, Kakashi's lack of self-conscious, Kakashi's laziness, Kakashi's irresponsibility, Kakashi's idiocy, Kakashi's—oh well, just Kakashi.

And he even had a good (professional) relationship with Sakura, now his colleague and fellow doctor.

That was, up until yesterday, when he came across a stalker.

Now Sasuke experienced a broader hatred and fright for hypocrites.

Okay, he didn't oppose gays or lesbians (read: nonchalant) and all that jazz, but he didn't think he wanted to be chased by one.

In short, he was utterly freaked out. With double underlines to it.

"You didn't tell me he's gay!!" Sasuke screamed loudly, slamming his palms to the escritoire's ground rather abruptly. The cup on it spilt some coffee substance in result.

The silver-haired man in front of him blinked.

"Excuse me?" He said, sounding offended. "But last time I checked, I haven't changed my sexual orientation. In fact, I prefer petite females with small boo—"

"I didn't ask that!" Sasuke shouted in disbelief, wanting to burn holes into the older man's head if only he could. "The patient! Shikamaru's usual patient! That boy is gay!"

"Oh!" Kakashi had a look of realization on his face. "You mean Uzumaki Naruto-kun?"

"Yes!" Sasuke exclaimed, almost desperate.

"Ah!" Kakashi shouted. "Mm, what're we talking about again?"

Sasuke looked ready to go homicidal.

"I'm kidding! I'm kidding, okay!" Kakashi immediately said, shivering under the Uchiha glare. He coughed. "So you presume that boy's gay?"

Sasuke nodded.

Kakashi sighed, looking thoughtful for once. "Well, in my age you'll see many things. And I tell you, this kind of thing is quite normal."

Sasuke snorted. "Trust me, I adulate normalcies, but this is not one of them."

"I know, I know. Guess you don't want troubles." Kakashi nodded understandingly. "By the way, what make you think that child's gay?"

Sasuke twitched at the reminiscence.

His face went red. "He…he…"

"Assaulted you?" Kakashi purposed.

"He kissed me!" Sasuke gushed, blanching. "And he was stripping and mushing me to bed and kissing me some more and…and…"

"And?"

Sasuke paused.

Kakashi raised a white brow. "That's all?"

Sasuke reluctantly nodded.

"So he kissed you…" Kakashi said, something about the slyness in his grin irritated Sasuke. Kakashi gave out a thoughtful gesture. "Hmm…I hate to say this, Sasuke, but it's hardly a prove of him being gay."

Sasuke whipped his head to him, a disbelieving look plastered on his face. "What!?"

"You said he kissed you. And so far, nothing worse happened. A kiss has many meanings, it can be meant as a form in greeting, or an expression of affection. It can be either, or both. So it's hardly a prove."

"B-but…" Sasuke stammered.

"Besides, Naruto-kun is a mixed blood of Japanese and French, kissing is a normal form of greeting for him. He might mean the kiss as nothing but greeting. You just met him for the first time yesterday, correct?" Kakashi asked.

"I agree to your reasoning." Sasuke calmly stated. "But I really don't think pushing a stranger into bed as any form of greeting."

"That maybe true." Kakashi said. "But he didn't do anything dangerous to you, did he?"

He was trying to peel me off of my clothes, of course it's not dangerous, Sasuke sardonically mused, but refused to reveal his weakness. He wasn't going to give Kakashi another teasing material.

"And anyway, if you report this case to me in order to be relieved from your job, it's not going to happen." Kakashi said.

Sasuke paused, wide-eyed.

"What!?" He exclaimed, almost resembling a shriek. "But this is your assignment in the first place, not mine! How can't I demand for resign!?"

"Maa, calm down, Sasuke." Kakashi said. "What I am saying, is that you're too late to purpose a resign because I've already told the head you'll be Shikamaru's replacement. It's a pity, but—"

A cushion was hurled flat on to Kakashi's face.

Sasuke had never seen so pissed off in his years of seniority. "So you are saying," The Uchiha said, anger rendering in his voice pitch, causing low, dangerous trembles. "That I am stuck with a male asthmatic patient, who is obviously trying to hit on me and is obviously a threat to my sexual viscus…"

Kakashi gulped at the murderous, smoldering dark aura. Droplets of cold sweat were spotted trickling down his temples.

Sasuke's eyes gleamed in dangerous crimson. "…are you?"

In a split second, Kakashi was defeated.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I know I'm wrong! I was wrong! I was wrong!" Kakashi wailed as he lowered his head, trying to get away from the homicidal glare. "But I really can't reassign you, the head is going on a trip and—"

"I don't need petty chit-chats." Sasuke declared, his voice beat the cold of ice. "Get into your point."

Kakashi nodded obediently, shivering unintentionally.

"So I was saying…you'll have to do the job for about ten days before the head and Shikamaru are back."

Sasuke twitched.

"…ten days?" He murmured, his voice lower and emitting more deadly venom.

"Okay, okay! A week! A week is fine!" Kakashi quickly corrected, "After a week, I'll replace you."

Sasuke paused.

Kakashi stared.

Sasuke seemed thoughtful.

Kakashi prayed.

Then the dark aura around the Uchiha slowly reduced to minor degree.

"A week, huh. Agreed, I can manage." Sasuke finally gave out a content declaration.

Kakashi sighed in relief, wiping the sweat on his forehead.

Although there was this small thing Sasuke had been wondering. "By the way, how do you know that the Uzumaki kid is a mixed blood?" He asked.

Kakashi looked up to him, quirking an eyebrow up.

"What? Of course I know. Everyone knows." He said.

Sasuke raised a curious brow. "Really? How can I don't? I didn't know he's so popular."

Kakashi stared blankly at him, wide-eyed. "You mean you don't know? About Uzumaki Naruto?"

"Know what?" The Uchiha asked back, puzzled.

They stared at each other.

Then Kakashi suddenly came to a realization. Sighing, he shook his head. He knew Sasuke never had any interest in other things that didn't concern himself, his job, his career, his studies, his life, his campaign, his promotion, his essay—basically himself—but Kakashi had never thought the Uchiha would be that nonchalant to this extant of not knowing.

Kakashi glanced to the puzzled kohai. Correction, he mused, it's just the way he is—a social retard.

"Okay, Sasuke," Kakashi suddenly said, putting on a serious face. "You really have to listen to this if you care for your life and career."

Sasuke looked surprised, not expecting the sudden switch of mode.

"I know you're pissed off for being kissed and assaulted by a guy, but I have to warn you: You have to keep this Uzumaki Naruto happy. Treat him well. Greet him. Give him candies. Bless him. Whatever the ideas of 'nice' give you—but in normal way. Whatever you do, do not make him angry or dissatisfied." He emphasized.

Sasuke gave Kakashi an incredulous look. "I understand that he's my patient and therefore I have to be nice to him, but don't you think this information is a bit obscene?"

"If you think I am exaggerating, unfortunately I am not. So listen well." Kakashi said. "This kid you've met isn't an ordinary kid. He's very special. And I mean every word I said."

"He…is related to the head of hospital." Kakashi revealed. "Not only that, he has connections with many, many big shots in this country; Politicians, actors, singers, businessmen, polices, even in national guard. You name it. One slip and you're kissing this job good bye."

"And your snacks too." He added.

Sasuke furrowed his eyebrows.

"I don't understand," He confessed, sounding annoyed. "Why is he so significant? He looks completely ordinary to me. Why would those people be his back?"

"You're wrong, actually." Kakashi said. "They aren't backing him. It's he who is backing them."

"What?"

"You see, Sasuke, those people don't side with him for no reason." Kakashi quickly said, receiving another puzzled look. "It's because of what he does that makes people drawn to him."

"Your point is…?"

Kakashi stared at him, face serious.

"They are his fans."

TBC…

Things I would like to say before you asked:

Yes, Naruto has known Sasuke before. That's how I set things up. But it was the first time they really met, and Sasuke really didn't know him until they met in chp.1. The reasons and how Naruto got to know him beforehand will be explained in future chapters.

I know this is too short, but I have to work on my essay along with this. I promise a longer chapter next time we meet.

Who is Naruto? Why is he so significant? It'll be explained in the next chapter, so be patient. ;-)

The seven days counting will start in the next chapter.

And I'm sorry for the grammatical mistakes, maybe I need a beta...if any of you interested, call me.

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