So… It has come to my attention that I did not put a disclaimer on my previous chapter… So I will be adamant in saying:
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or the characters within… this story is actual steering quite clear of the plot from Acid Town(manga) but just in case… I don't own it.
Warnings: Cursing! M/M relations, but not for a while.
So without further ado here is Chapter 2 (Heh see what I did there?)
Chapter 2: The Arrival
Sasuke gazed longingly out the window of his classroom, despite the ominous clouds lurking in the far reaches of the sky; it was quite a good day, hot but with a cool wind. He just hoped it stayed that way. A sharp squeal brought him back to the overexcited class. Sasuke sent a sharp glare towards the loud girls quieting them down only momentarily. Supposedly there would be a new student coming in today. He tried to ignore the shallow questions his fellow students were asking the timid teacher; questions of "Is it a girl?" "Is it a boy?" "Are they cute?" and "What do they look like?" Obviously he was failing.
Sasuke never understood the excitement of change. Were they so bored of their daily lives that they just begged for something to happen in the form of a cute boy or cute girl? What if this new person turned out to be a 6 foot monster of a guy? Sasuke rolled his eyes at the prospect. Either way, he'd have enough of change.
"Sasuke-kun?" A girl asked, her hair a strange red color, almost pink. She was one of his fan girls, always acting like the perfect lady in front of him, but put her in front of her friend/rival (Inu…? Ino?), and her true brutish personality came to light. They were pigheaded and quite rude really, throwing insults back and forth at each other. It was like she was so idiotic to think she could possibly fool him into thinking she was mature enough for him.
"Hn." He responded leaving her to decipher the grunts meaning without even sparing a glance in her direction. Just because she amused him, didn't mean he was in the mood to be friendly to her. On the contrary he'd rather not have to deal with any of the drooling girls with hearts for eyes. Seriously, he had enough problems of his own without having to worry about their feelings for him.
"Did you hear about the new student coming in today?" She asked, a blush tinting her cheeks as Sasuke flicked his gaze in her direction, only to turn his attention back to the quickly darkening world outside. If that wasn't foreboding, he didn't know what was.
"I heard he's from America!" She said excitedly, having gathered enough courage to lean closer into his personal space. He turned his meanest Uchiha glare towards her, enjoying the small flinch she tried so hard to hide. Truly it was a disgusting pleasure, but he liked to know he could have that effect on people.
"Uhm... Well…" She started, her voice wavering as she fidgeted under his murderous glare before giving up and scampering back to her friends, tail between her legs. He vaguely heard the girl's rival Inu (Ino?) teasing the pink haired girl. He really should have known their names after almost three years of schooling with them, as it was senior year, but he wasn't Mr. Social butterfly or anything remotely close to that.
The Uchiha went back to staring through the window, absently watching the heavy grey clouds. Thinking back to this morning when he left for school, Kakashi had said something about taking an umbrella. Of course, Sasuke hadn't listened just to spite the man, but did he have to be right… again? Sasuke could call his uncle, but he didn't want to give the man the satisfaction of teasing him for yet another thing. Just because he didn't read Icha Icha didn't mean he was innocent, Kakashi as just a pervert.
The pathetic callings of their teacher woke him from his revere. His looked towards the front of the classroom and he swore he stopped breathing. A young man stood smiling widely at the teens ogling him. The boy had his hand behind his neck, as if trying to hide his nerves. He had hair kissed by the sun, eyes that could rival the deep, rich beauty of the cleanest oceans, and tanned skin that spoke of activeness and health.
At that moment, he was blushing at the far too personal questions he was bombarded with.
At that moment, Sasuke was trying to breathe normally again as emotions swirled and filled him. He paid no mind to the outer beauty of the absolute god that had just entered the room. He paid no mind to the harsh, ear piercing squeals the girls produced as the blonde admitted he had no girlfriend. He didn't even pay mind to the way the teacher waved her arms in the air, trying to call attention to the class.
No he raged. He seethed. And he stopped dead when his predictions were answered.
"Hi!" the teen practically yelled, obviously loving the attention. "I'm Uzumaki Naruto!"
Sasuke jolted and stood, his chair falling back and hitting the ground with a loud clang that resonated in the sudden silence caused by his uncharacteristic outburst. All eyes were turned his way, but his vision tunneled, only allowing the newcomer to be seen in his absolute fury.
It couldn't be. No. Why the fuck was he here?
"Sasuke-kun? Are you okay?" The teacher asked. Her eyes wide with unneeded concern as her gaze flickered between him and Naruto.
He forced himself to relax, pushing down the swell of emotion waging war beneath his finely placed mask of indifference. "I was startled. I didn't know this school accepted idiots." He said calmly, keeping his eyes on Naruto's, waiting for some sort of recognition, some sort of movement.
"Hey! Teme! I am not an idiot!" Naruto glared, his stormy eyes glowing with sudden anger, his fists clenched.
"Usuratonkachi." Sasuke replied in disgust, surprising the teacher. The pink haired girl's rival made her way over and picked up his chair, placing it gently in its spot once more. Her face held a flirtatious smile, which he ignored as he took a seat without so much as a word of gratitude.
He kept his eyes trained on the blonde, waiting for something drastic to happen. Hatred boiled in his blood, clouded his mind, but of course his face held no such expressions. He was an Uchiha after all, it didn't matter whom he lived with.
The teacher trembled under the pressure of the two angry forces, but managed to direct Naruto to the only empty seat in the room. Right. Next. To. Sasuke. Then as if the sky sensed his overwhelming emotions, one fat raindrop splatted onto the pane. Then another came, soon followed by an all-out shower. Lightening flashed across the expanse of the window and thunder rumbled somewhere in the distance mirroring Sasuke's feelings. What a fan-fucking-tastic day it turned out to be.
Through the rest of class the dark haired teen was on the receiving end of several long lasting stares from the blonde. They were looks of confusion, of concern, of curiosity, then anger. By the end of the period Sasuke was fed up, he turned his glare towards the newcomer as he asked, in a very polite way, "What the fuck are you staring at, dobe?"
"Why do you hate me?" He asked bluntly, his eyes shimmering with mixed emotions. The fucker didn't even flinch under Sasuke's glare.
"Maybe you're not as stupid as I first thought," Sasuke stated sarcastically, ignoring the question all together.
The change was immediate and startling, but Sasuke's mask remained in place as Naruto stood slamming his hands on the desk, "I'm not an idiot, you bastard! I don't know why you hate me so much. You don't even know me!"
Okay. So the last statement left Sasuke surprised. Did the dobe really not remember him? It made Sasuke feel even angrier at the prospect that he could be forgotten so easily. He cursed his inner voice that told him it was reasonable. They only met once and it was years ago. But to know that the one meeting affected Sasuke so much and didn't even bother the other teen was infuriating. Naruto didn't even acknowledge that he had so great an effect on him.
Sasuke chose to remain silent, figuring that would annoy the blonde more rather than acknowledging his existence by dignifying his question with an answer. He was right of course, Naruto tried to get his attention through the rest of the period, even going as low as to throw him a note, which had bounced off of Sasuke's arm and now remained on the floor by his foot. Sasuke even refrained from squashing the offending piece of paper.
When the bell rang for lunch Naruto immediately took the seat of the now vacated desk in front of the dark haired teen. He had the audacity to rest his elbows on Sasuke's desk, placing his chin on top, and then he glared. Sasuke felt the heat of his gaze on his cheek, but still, he didn't respond.
"Sasuke-teme," He growled through his clenched teeth, his voice a deep rumble in his throat.
From his peripherals, the Uchiha noticed three foxlike scars marring either of the teen's cheeks; they were pale and stood out compared to his tanned and otherwise spotless skin. The dark haired teen had to quell a sudden surge of curiosity. Those hadn't been there when they'd first met. Really, he shouldn't be worried at all for the wellbeing of someone he hated especially when it could have been far worse an injury.
"Dobe," he responded, surprising even himself.
"Aha! You didn't ignore me!" Triumph colored his features, as Sasuke mentally kicked himself.
"Na-ru-to!" Sasuke was secretly grateful for the interruption. Leave it to his annoying fan girls to get the stupid bastard away from him. "Leave Sasuke alone! He doesn't like you!" The pink haired girl scolded, swatting the blonde's head.
"Aww. That's harsh. I just wanted to be friends!" Naruto turned his gaze to the girl. "Sakura," he whined.
So that was her name. Way to go Sakura…
"Leave him alone!" She repeated, grabbing his ear and dragging him away. Sasuke almost sighed in relief. While Sakura kept Naruto preoccupied by going over the "rules" on how to treat the almighty Uchiha, said teen slipped from class. He couldn't go the roof as he usually did, so he settled into a secluded spot in the library. He picked up a book and began to read, trying to keep even more unpleasant memories at bay. Naruto was connected to too many of those and to make it worse the idiot didn't even know it. It was unfair that the blonde could give him so much pain and not even be aware. Naruto was the bane of his existence, he was the reason why he was replaced so easily yet the blonde didn't even have the courtesy to remember his fucking face!
For the rest of the afternoon, Sasuke spent his time in the infirmary, as the librarian kicked him out telling him to go back to class. But, his teachers wouldn't mind if he didn't show up, hell he could miss a month and still have top scores. Luckily for him, this school wasn't as strict on attendance as long as you kept your grades high.
The rain had stopped for the most part when the last bell rang. He gave a short wave to the nurse and left for home, taking the back exit to avoid the rush of girls that were surely waiting for him. He didn't normally stoop to such levels to get away from his fans as it seemed he was running away, but he also didn't want to bump into Naruto. Once he reached the back exit only one girl was there, she blushed when he walked by, but clutched a note to her chest and turned her gaze back to the door, waiting for someone else. Sasuke gratefully zipped his jacket, hooded his head and walked homeward, his mind as clouded as the sky with swirling emotions ranging from as far as fury to pain.
End of Chapter
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