This is based on the song Miss Invisible by Marie Digby. I don't own the song or Naruto
Naruto sighed as he crouched under the bleachers after school. He was almost caught on his way here. One of the preps had seen him walk out of the school and had decided to follow him, probably to play some sort of prank or to insult him, and he was only just barely able to lose her before he ducked under the bleachers.
Looking around one more time to make sure that no one had followed him, Naruto pulled out a blanket. It was a ratty old thing that was caked with dirt and mud on the other side, but at least it provided a good enough place for Naruto to sit while he watched him. The main quarterback of the football team. The star of the school. The apple of everyone's eye. The most famous person in the entire school. Sasuke Uchiha. The man that Naruto had a crush on. The man that Naruto hid under the bleachers just to hope to get a glimpse of him playing. The man that would never love Naruto back. Him.
Today Naruto was lucky. He was able to find a large enough spot that he could see a good part of the field and the area where the football members rested for break. He could see the football team getting in position to begin playing. Sasuke was crouching down and yelling out the plays to the people who were on his team. Then there was the snap and Sasuke threw the ball to one of the team members who had been left unprotected and was able to run a good few yards before the defense finally got him down. Naruto didn't understand football that well, but he knew enough to know that that was a good play.
He continued to watch the team play for a while until, finally, the coach called for them to have a ten-minute break. The defense had made a couple of good plays, but it was mostly the offense, with the help of Sasuke, who made all of the good moves. The team jogged over to the bench where all of their water bottles and wet towels were waiting for them. Sasuke was the first one to make it to the bench and pull his helmet off. He looked around at the bleachers, as he always did, until he found a certain face in the audience that made him smile. Sometimes Naruto liked to convince himself that Sasuke was smiling at him because whoever Sasuke was looking for always seemed to be in his general area, but he knew that could never be the case.
"Who are you always looking for Sasuke?" Kiba asked as he threw an arm around everyone's favorite quarterback. Naruto wanted to be Kiba at that moment just so that he could touch Sasuke.
Sasuke's smile fell from his face as he shrugged Kiba's arm off of him. "No one," he growled.
"Oh come on man," Kiba laughed. "You can tell me. I promise I won't tell anyone."
"That's a lie," Sasuke said.
"So you admit that you were looking for someone," Kiba whooped at his success in finding out this slight bit of information about Sasuke. Naruto couldn't blame him. Of what he had seen, Sasuke didn't really give anything of himself away to anyone. Friend or not. "Who is it man? You gotta tell me now."
"No," Sasuke growled. "I don't have to tell you anything."
"Come on," Kiba continued. "Just give me a hint. I want to know who is that perfect woman that can actually get your ice heart to melt." Naruto couldn't deny that he wanted to know the same thing, but at the same time he didn't want to. If he heard who Sasuke was in love with, then maybe he would be able to get over the man, but if he heard and wasn't able to get over him then he didn't want to feel that pain.
"It's none of your business," Sasuke growled. "Now leave me alone."
"No way man," said Kiba. "Even if you don't tell me who it is I will find out sooner or later."
"Stay out of my business," Sasuke said.
"I don't feel like it," Kiba answered, "and if you don't tell me then I will have to resort to methods that you won't like."
"There is no girl," Sasuke muttered.
"Fine," Kiba smirked. "Since you won't tell me…" He turned to the stands and yelled out, "Hey girls, it seems that Sasuke has a crush on one of you!"
Every girl on the stands claimed the love as their own and a fight began. Every girl was joining in with the fight and it got to the point that the bleachers shook and Naruto didn't feel safe underneath them. If there was one thing that he didn't like about being under the bleachers it was this. The bleachers were cheap and they seemed like they would break at any moment with the amount of pressure it was subjected to during games. They would break and fall right on top of Naruto. That was not how Naruto wanted to die. Fearing for his safety under the shaking bleachers, Naruto gathered his blanket into his arms, stuffed it into his bag and ran out from under the bleachers hoping that no one would see him go.