Title: Write Me Love
Rating: T, M for later chapters
Summary: Naruto's a determined writer whose interest in boy love fiction is just a lapse of insanity. Sasuke's the popular guy who's renowned for writing the very novel Naruto hates. Add in Naruto's fiendish devotion to Sakura plus one competitive, writing academy and KAPOW – we have AU sasunaru.
Chapter Two
In It to Enjoy It
"So, anything I've missed out on? Well, besides the ten page essay on the importance of the smallest facial gestures in every day life that I want due by the end of this week, I thiiink that's it. Have a good first day, my budding senior writers."
Judging from the glares that everyone was sending the masked teacher's way, Kakashi had a feeling that he knew what most of his talented students would write about. He had stayed with these kids for three years now and he knew some of them more than he knew his own cat.
There was Sakura Haruno, who had the amazing ability to characterize the most complicated scenes with only a few words – she was a painter, with just a few brushstrokes to display her emotions. Then there was Naruto Uzumaki who, on the outside, seemed like a dismal and shoddy writer. But, Kakashi had learned a long time ago that the blonde was a master of drawing people in with every word he wrote, even if half of his attempts were crude and inappropriate.
And, of course, there was the most famous student in the Konoha Elite Academy of Literary Talent. Sasuke Uchiha. Even though Kakashi had been Sasuke's Psychology teacher for all of the young author's three years, he would never, never fully understand the enigmatic boy. Kakashi wasn't a fool. He knew every trick that the Uchiha had used in his famous, first novel. And he also knew that the book was a subtle and dangerous mockery of mankind's most cherished emotion. Love.
The silver hair swayed as Kakashi leaned back in his chair, carefully observing the attractive boy, who was slowly getting ready to leave the room. There was something off about the raven-haired boy – of course, this same enigmatic presence managed to snag a fan club and half the world, but it didn't deceive Kakashi's sharp mind. Nothing added up to that bitter personality. Half of Sasuke's books was sentimental drivel while the other half lurked on that great potential of evil. Wickedness.
It also didn't help that the boy was so reserved, so calculating, so silent. Nothing caused him to withdraw from the protective shell of words and publishing agents. The most accomplished and youngest writer in the history of Konoha Elite Academy of Literary Talent didn't have friends.
Except...
"Teme, why the hell did you step on my paper?! You know, the only thing that deserves to be squashed under your big, inflated, and fat ego is that piece of shit you call a novel."
Kakashi's smile hid behind the mask that he wore as he saw the Uchiha's face draw, almost imperceptibly, into an emotion that the stoic boy rarely displayed. Amusement.
"It was an accident, stupid."
"Like hell it was, you bastard!! Nothing with you is an accident! How about the time you looked at Sakura-chan with those defiling eyes? Or that one time you locked me in the storage closet after I pulverized your face with my fists?"
Kakashi sighed as Naruto continued ranting, his saliva specking the pale boy's face. If only Naruto would take the time to notice that the sneer on the Uchiha's face faded the minute the blonde turned his back. Those two were the most impossible duo on the face of this planet and it was Kakashi's luck that every year he had to deal with the tension, the fights, the insults..
"Get out of my way, dobe. Shouldn't you be running after that crush of yours?"
Naruto's face botched in anger and Kakashi could tell that the boy was doing his best not to wrench Sasuke's tie and strangle the smug boy. Everyone knew about the blue-eyed's obsession over Sakura Haruno and it certainly didn't help that Sasuke took every chance to smirk and gloat.
"No way, Uchiha. Today's the day that you finally stay away from Sakura-chan."
Fidgeting, the teacher wondered how long it would be before he'd have to intervene. Not very long, considering Naruto's clenched fists and Sasuke's hardened jaw.
"Don't order me around, idiot. It's not my fault your pathetic devotion blinds you."
"What the hell is that supposed to mean? I swear to God, Sasuke, if-"
Faster than Kakashi's eyes could take in, Sasuke moved closer to Naruto and grabbed the blonde's shirt with a grip that caused the smaller boy to yelp. Frowning, Kakashi watched as the two struggled before the Uchiha leaned in to brush his lips in mock tenderness past Naruto's ear. There was a silence as Kakashi strained to hear what the famous author could possibly say to his amateur rival.
"YOU. FUCKING. BASTARD!" Naruto twisted away from the taller boy with a speed that seemed to derive momentum from his twisting breaths and shaking body.
Now Kakashi's curiosity really itched. But first things came first. The duty to save the world. Or, if not that, the duty to save students with big egos from one enraged Naruto Uzumaki.
"Okay, okay, break it up. I'm not having blood shed in this room." Kakashi lazily grabbed the back of Naruto's collar. "The underpaid janitors here don't do their jobs and bloodstains aren't a good impression for my freshmen."
Naruto struggled but sagged as he realized that Kakashi had perfected the vice grip over years of experiencing this exact same situation. Sasuke, on the other hand, calmly finished gathering his things and walked out of the room, without looking back at the blue eyes boring into his back. One day, just one random day, Kakashi was going to wake up in the middle of the morning to a phone call that the Uchiha's head had been chopped off. Both heads.
With a wince at his graphic thoughts, Kakashi quickly let go of the blonde who was still gritting his teeth. The teacher could almost imagine Naruto slowly, slowly trying to get control over the burst of rage that always flared whenever he was near the attractive, pale boy. If anything, Kakashi was glad that the two boys still listened to his authority. With a small smirk, Kakashi ran a hand through his hair. Respect was a beautiful thing.
"Ne, pervert-sensei!"
Kakashi sighed as his sense of pride deflated from Naruto's excited yell.
"I didn't get a chance to speak to ya! How was your summer? Mine was so great. My writing's gotten a lot better. I'm so close to fame that I can almost taste it! When my first novel gets everyone's attention, you'll be the first one I'll call."
"Joy." But Kakashi couldn't help the chuckle running through his body. Naruto's enthusiasm was so contagious. It was no wonder that the boy's writing was the same; the reader could almost feel Naruto's heart and soul whenever they read his hasty creations. Each word under Naruto's fingers was a burst of inspiration, a dash of creativity, a sparkle of pure joy.
The boy was rare. One of a kind.
"-and then I'll use that money to buy a condo for me and Sakura, and maybe ramen or something. After that, I'll probably dedicate the book to everyone who's ever believed in me. Your name will be smack up there, Kakashi-san! Imagine it! To my favorite pervert, who gave me the first erotic novel of my life. Isn't it perfect? Huh? Huh?"
Kakashi sighed before shoving the chatterbox out of his room. Just before shutting the door, though, Kakashi spotted bystanders who were gaping at Kakashi, probably because they had heard Naruto's last sentences.
Godammit. I hate freshmen.
"At last! No more school! No more stupid, snobby bastards!"
With a sigh, Naruto loosened the tie on his neck and flung his Academy badge to the ground. His cat greeted him cheerfully by rubbing her white fur against his leg and Naruto smiled tenderly before rummaging through his cabinets.
"Here you go, Kyuubi-kun. Don't eat too much or you'll get big and fat, like that scary Sasuke!"
Kyuubi-kun just mewed, obviously used to the frequent mention of the word 'Sasuke' from her blonde owner. Naruto's blue eyes took in the cat's cute paws and the bell on her neck, before glancing at the apartment in front of him. One room, one kitchen, one bed. However cramped and shoddy his apartment was, Naruto still loved the cozy feeling and the pride that rushed through him. This was his home, just like every word that rushed from his fingertips was his own creation, his own art.
The sound of a phone ringing caught the lone boy's attention. Startled, Naruto shook his head and rushed to go and answer the phone.
"Hello?"
"Naruto?"
A big, fat grin splayed on Naruto's face as the worried voice scratched over the phone.
"Whatchya up to, Kiba?"
Naruto could almost imagine the smile that would play out on his best friend's face as well as the brown eyes that always managed to warm the blonde. Kiba Inuzuka. Best friend of Naruto since the first day of sophomore year, when Akamaru, Kiba's dog, had immediately humped Naruto's leg. Oh, the memories.
"Wait, you haven't heard?"
Naruto frowned. "No, what's up?"
There was a pause before Kiba chuckled nervously. "Uh.. Ha, nothing, nothing. Just uh... Wondering how everything's going on the Naruto front. Heard ya got into a fight with that Uchiha bastard. Did ya finally get a chance to kick him in his unmentionables?"
Naruto did his best to stifle the quite unmanly giggles that were threatening to spill from his pink lips. "No, but I thought we agreed that the teme doesn't have a dick. He's totally a girl. And besides, his book proves it."
"Naruto..."
"Man, I hate that book! Just thinking about it and Sasuke makes me want to go and chop someone's head off. I mean, it's bad enough that the stupid asshole is famous because of it, but-"
"Oh God, look at the time! I think I forgot to turn off the stove. And the uhh, the rice.. yeah, the rice is burning. Got to get to that. See ya, idiot!"
Naruto frowned and glared at his phone as the sound of a dial tone echoed in his ear. Geez. Some friend. Some support.
Something popped into Naruto's mind and considerably cheered up the whiskered boy enough to make him bounce to his computer. At the beginning of each school week, the Academy always posted a new person's biography on the school's homepage to praise the student's work. Naruto had already been featured once or twice, but it still cheered the boy to see his name in lights for a full week. Of course, Sasuke Uchiha was practically a permanent fixture on the homepage, but that didn't bother Naruto too much.
The computer whirled softly as Naruto leaned on the edge of his seat, eyes glued to the screen. Oh boy oh boy oh boy oh boy oh-
Talent of the Week
Sharingan120
Naruto squinted at the glare of the computer screen, trying to remember where he had seen that name before.. Hadn't he- oh yeah! Blue eyes blinked rapidly as the small boy jiggled in his seat, maneuvering the mouse to his Academy mail. He didn't know what that weird word, Sharingan, meant, but maybe he'd be able to make a new friend. Or better yet, maybe the new talent would offer some feedback about his stories.
His inbox didn't disappoint. Under the day's date was a brand new message from the mysterious profile name. Naruto pummeled his fist in the air before hurriedly bringing the mouse over to click on the message.
Sent 10:13 AM from Sharingan120 to FoxboyAndKyuubi
Naruto Uzumaki –
Do you believe in love?
That was it. Just one measly question. Not even an explanation or the person's real name at the bottom. Naruto frowned then wondered if the whole thing was worth the trouble. Maybe Sharingan was a hacker! Or maybe he was a pedophile, like that creepy teacher Orochimaru. Naruto shivered as he remembered how his Intro: Importance of Immortality in Literature professor had "accidentally" licked him on the cheek that one time. Creepy.
But there was no way that this mysterious Sharingan was a stalker or anything, right? Mind made up, Naruto stuck out his tongue and typed just one, rushed sentence.
Sent 4:10 PM from FoxboyAndKyuubi to Sharingan120
DAMN STRAIGHT I DO!!
Naruto grinned as he sent the message then got out of his seat to prepare dinner. But a soft –ping- caught his attention. No way! The person had already answered!
Eagerly, Naruto sat back down and clicked on the new message that flashed in his Inbox.
Sent 4:11 PM from Sharingan120 to FoxboyAndKyuubi
Good.
And then another –ping- alerted Naruto's ears. Mind boggling from the overload of information, Naruto rubbed his eyes before dragging his attention back to the screen.
FoxboyAndKyuubi,
Sharingan120 has accepted your request to view his private writing. Please respect this user's decision by agreeing to the terms of confidentiality. Any information disclosed will be dealt with in a severe manner.
Have a great day.
Konoha Elite Academy
"NEAT-O!!" Naruto's scream punctuated the air and startled the cat that had been lounging, contentedly, on his lap. Without any thought to his future sanity or the words that would soon change the boy's life considerably, the blonde ignored the peals of laughter coming from some far off place where the gods of craziness lived.
With a click and a flourish, Naruto Uzumaki began to read.
AN: Oh my God, what the hell is Naruto going to dig himself into? (and possibly never dig out of?) coughcoughlookatthesummarycoughcough But don't you just love him? He's so cute, innocent, completely loveable, and one baaadass when it comes to Sasuke. Whereas I want to punch DA!Naruto, I just want to hug this Naruto to death.
God, I never knew one story could give me so much entertainment. And I'm not even planning out the chapters like I normally do. Hope you guys are having as much as I am.
I'm a relatively quick updater. Especially when there's reviews involved. Eh, eh? :) R and R!