A/N: PLEASE READ THIS!!!! I know this took me a long time to get out, and I'm sorry everyone had to wait for so long, but I'm actually going through a lot of personal issues at the moment, and they're very upsetting so writing isn't exactly the first thing on my mind. I've received quite a few PMs and one or two reviews from people getting mad at me for not updating. I'm sorry you feel gipped, but I have more important things on my mind than this story. I always leave messages on my front page when something has happened, so if you ever notice it takes me a long time to write or reply to reviews, please check my front page instead of messaging me with insults over the fact that I haven't updated.
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Previously:
Pulling the window closed and rearranging the blond's curtains, Sasuke turned to head back into his room. As he reached the lights to turn them off, he saw something glinting out of the corner of his eye, and turned to see what it was. His heart skipped a beat and he ran towards the blond's desk, staring down at what was sitting on the smooth wooden surface.
Turning, he bolted out of the room and flew down the stairs. He'd trusted Naruto, he had, but now he was thinking Naruto might not have been as fine as he'd thought.
Because if he was fine, there wouldn't be two full needles of Heroin on his desk.
The image of the two needles of heroin sitting on Naruto's desk were burned in his mind as Sasuke bolted down the stairs at full speed. He cursed himself internally for having left Naruto alone, but he'd honestly thought the blond was getting better. He hadn't mentioned his need for a while, now.
Sasuke felt so stupid!
Reaching the bottom of the stairs, he bolted into the joint living room/kitchen as Naruto motioned a picture to his dad. Without a word, he ran up to them, grabbed Naruto's right arm, and yanked it straight. The blond cried out and then turned to yell at Sasuke, but the older boy ignored him, inspecting the inside of his elbow. Satisfied, he let the arm go and grabbed the blond's other wrist, pulling the arm straight again. Nothing.
Letting out a relieved sigh, he allowed the blond to pull his arm free, Naruto rubbing at his wrist painfully.
"What the hell is your problem, Sasuke?!"
"We need to talk."
"Yeah, no shit!" the blond snapped, still rubbing his wrist. Pein was looking back and forth between them, confused. Sasuke had no intention of filling him in.
"Naruto, I was just—" he cut off, letting out a frustrated growl as he raked one hand through his hair. He didn't want to say it in front of Pein, Naruto would never forgive him. "I was checking."
"For what?!"
Sasuke said nothing, he just pressed his lips together in a thin line and stared at Naruto. Slowly, the blond's frown disappeared and his eyes widened slightly. He cast a quick glance at his father before turning back to look at his boyfriend.
"Um, give us a minute, okay?" Naruto whispered as he stood, leading the way towards the stairs.
"Ah, sure, Naruto." Pein sounded even more confused.
The raven turned to follow his lover up the stairs, watching as the blond turned into his room but kept the lights off. Sasuke joined him a second later.
"Why—" Naruto sounded half-angry, half-hurt. "Why would you do that in front of my dad?!"
Pressing his lips together again, Sasuke merely reached out for the light switch and flicked it on. His eyes shifted towards the blond's desk.
Turning, Naruto followed his gaze. The second his eyes fell on the heroin, his stomach dropped and his entire body went numb with fear. Then, barely a second later, his heart rate increased and his blood began to boil. His hands shook at his sides as something clawed at the back of his mind, screaming, begging, needing the drug sitting on his desk.
Naruto moved closer to the wooden surface, reaching out one hand, not even noticing how badly it was shaking. Just before his fingers touched one of the needles, a firm grip closed around his wrist, pulling him away and hugging him tightly.
A part of him wanted to cry and thank Sasuke profusely for having stopped him. Another part of him wanted to beat the raven to within an inch of his life and then take the drug that would make him forget everything.
All the nightmares, all the memories... God, he just wanted it—needed it!
"Sasuke..."
"I'm right here," the raven reassured him, holding him tightly. "I'm right here."
Naruto clenched the material of Sasuke's shirt desperately, his whole body shaking with want. With need. At this point, it didn't matter whether Naruto wanted the drug or not, his body needed it.
"Naruto, where did you get that?" Sasuke asked as he rubbed the other's back soothingly. "Where did they come from?"
The blond merely shook his head, tightening his grip on Sasuke. He didn't know. It hadn't been him. When he'd come up earlier to get the photo album, he could've sworn he looked at his desk and the needles weren't there. They weren't him, he didn't do it!
"I don't—they weren't there."
Sasuke narrowed his eyes angrily, glancing at the blond's bedroom door. It was Pein. It had to have been Pein. Who else would have done it?
"Naruto, did Pein do this?"
Instantly, the blond shoved Sasuke away, the raven almost losing his balance but catching himself at the last second, and staring at his lover, confused. Naruto had his fists clenched at his sides, his teeth grit and his eyes narrowed.
"Of course, immediately, the first person you blame is him, right?"
"Naruto, that's not—"
"He never even came upstairs!" Naruto exploded. "He arrived and we sat down in the living room and he hasn't moved an inch since he got here! For all I know, you put these here!" Sasuke's head snapped back, and before he could recover enough to ask him what the hell that was supposed to mean, Naruto continued. "You're jealous and angry that I have someone, that I don't need you as much as I used to! So you went out to get heroin just so I would need you again!"
"What?!" Sasuke exploded. "That's ridiculous! I would never do that!"
"It's not a secret that you're angry about the fact that I have a father, Sasuke."
"Not angry enough to do something like this!" the raven yelled back angrily.
He couldn't believe Naruto was accusing him! Sasuke wanted nothing more than to look out for his boyfriend, and ever since Pein showed up, it was like he was the bad guy, or something! Like he wanted to make Naruto miserable, when there was no way that was the case! Dammit, he couldn't even believe the blond had said that!
The two of them stared at one another angrily, Sasuke clenching his fists and really wanting to punch Naruto right now, but he refrained. Taking a deep, calming breath, he forced himself to be civil.
"I'm gonna take these to Kiba's. I'll leave you alone with your dad. See you tomorrow."
Snatching the heroin off Naruto's desk, he turned on his heel and stalked out of the blond's room, stomping angrily down the stairs. Pein was waiting near the bottom, concern evident on his face as Sasuke shoved past him.
"Is everything okay?"
"Peachy, thanks for your perception," Sasuke snapped, yanking open the door, and then slamming it hard behind him. He had the insatiable urge to pull it open and slam it again, but refrained. He instead took out his frustrations on Kiba's doorbell.
"All right, all right! I'm coming, fuck!" The door opened to reveal a half-dressed Kiba, the brunet rubbing the back of his head, looking annoyed. "What?"
"I'm sleeping on your couch." Sasuke pushed past Kiba into the unit, ignoring the other boy's protests. He knew Kiba really didn't care, it was just in his nature to argue against everything.
He headed up the short flight of stairs, walked into the living room where the rest of the unit's residents were located, and plopped down on the couch. Crossing his arms, he narrowed his gaze at the television, tightening his grip around the heroin in his hand. He ignored everyone's questioning gaze, Kiba walking up to him and standing in front of him.
"I can't see the T.V."
"What's going on?"
"What are you holding?" Temari inquired.
"Heroin."
A long silence followed that statement and Kankurou leaned forward to grab the remote and turn off the television. They all continued to stare at him as he just kept his gaze facing forward, his eyes almost level with Kiba's crotch. He didn't really pay any attention to that fact.
"Where did you get that?" Kiba inquired.
"Naruto's room."
There was a small gasp from his right and he could see Hinata with her hand in front of her mouth. He ignored her, Kiba pressing his lips together.
"Where did he get it?"
"I don't know. He said he didn't even know. It just magically appeared on his desk." Sasuke's glare intensified, his grip tightening even more. The others heard a slight cracking sound and Kiba winced, moving forward to take the heroin from the other's grip.
"I'm gonna go... find something to do with this." He turned and headed towards the bathroom to get rid of it, but everyone else just kept their eyes on Sasuke.
"What happened, Sasuke? You're acting more annoyed than usual," Kankurou commented, which earned him a slap from Temari. It was obvious something had happened between the Uchiha and his blond boyfriend, but Sasuke wasn't likely to freely hand out information on the subject.
As Kiba was heading back over from the bathroom, someone knocked at the door, so he deviated from his path and went to open it. "Oh," was the only thing that came out of his mouth, the shock not going unnoticed by the person at the door.
"Can I talk to him, please." Naruto shifted his weight, his hands in his pockets. Kiba just turned to look over at Sasuke through the railing, the raven huffing and standing up. He stomped to the door, pushing past Kiba, and slammed it once he'd stepped outside. He didn't want an audience, not that he thought anyone in the unit would purposefully listen if they had a yell-fest in their doorway.
"What?"
"Well, thanks," Naruto said dryly. "Thanks for helping make this easier for me."
"I don't know if you've noticed, but you blamed me for the h—" he cut off abruptly when he realized he was about to say the word 'heroin.' "You blamed me for what was in your room. As if I wanted your attention that bad!"
"I was panicked!" Naruto screamed angrily. "You think I was in the right frame of mind when I saw what was sitting on my desk?! I know I exploded on you, that's why I told my dad to go home and I came over here! To apologize!" he hollered. "Not that you're making it particularly easy!"
"Sorry?" Sasuke took a step forward. "Sorry?!" he yelled in Naruto's face. "You think what you said to me can be fixed with the word 'sorry'?!"
"What do you want me to say?!"
Sasuke's words froze in his lungs when one of the neighbouring doors opened and Gaara looked out at them dispassionately. The raven's chest heaved as he struggled to calm himself down, and he could see Naruto clenching his fists angrily.
"If you're going to have a lover's quarrel, it should be done in the privacy of your own unit. Not outside where everyone can witness it." He stared at them both for a few seconds longer, and then closed the door.
Naruto took his advice and turned around, kicking open the door to their unit. Sasuke stomped inside after him, slamming the door behind himself. The two turned to one another as soon as they both reached the living room, and just stared at each other.
"Why are you being like this?"
"Why am I like this?" Sasuke demanded. "Why are you like this?! You've been acting differently ever since you found out you had a dad!"
"We've already had this discussion, Sasuke." Naruto sat down and rubbed his face, annoyed. "This is getting ridiculous. I'm not going to keep having this fight with you." He stood up, shaking his head. "I'm going to bed. We have class tomorrow. I'm sorry for what I said. Whether or not you wanna believe me is up to you." He pushed past the raven and headed up the stairs, his door closing almost silently a few seconds later. Sasuke just scowled angrily. This year was turning out worse than the others, and this time, he didn't have the luxury of blaming it on other people.
Sasuke's head jerked up off his pillow as he heard his alarm clock explode to life right beside his head. He flailed about slightly to turn it off, hitting it after a few seconds and groaning, rolling over. He'd lost hearing in one ear from the damn thing, and now he was wondering how long it would take for it to come back.
He started dozing off again when another alarm clock went off, this one coming from another room. His eyes slowly opened once more and he sighed, rolling onto his back and sitting up. He stretched as he listened, waiting for Naruto to turn off his own alarm, but he never did. Frowning, Sasuke stood up and headed for the room next door, knocking lightly.
"Naruto? Naruto, can I come in?"
Upon receiving no answer, he walked in and noticed the bed was empty. Frowning, he walked over and turned off the alarm clock, a note taped to the top of it. Pulling it off, Sasuke read it aloud to himself.
"Wanted to make sure you got up. See you in class." He snorted and threw the note into the bin, shaking his head. "Even when he's pissed at me, he can't stay mad."
Sasuke still wasn't sure how he felt about what Naruto had said the night before. The two of them fighting was one thing, but Naruto accusing him of stashing heroin in his room was a completely different ball game. That would've been like... Like Sasuke accusing Naruto of having killed his parents. That was how much the statement had hurt him, and he knew if he'd ever accused Naruto of killing his parents, the blond would understand just how much the statement had hurt.
Running his hand up the back of his head, he made sure his hair was sticking up the way he liked it as he headed back for his room to grab some clothes. He was packing up his bag when he heard the doorbell ring, and he didn't even have to go downstairs to guess who it was. Grabbing the strap of his back pack, he slung it over his shoulder and grabbed his keys and phone, rushing down the stairs and then opening the door.
"You ready to header? We have English with our favourite lazy-ass professor." Kiba smiled widely, his hands in his pockets. Sasuke cocked an eyebrow and looked out.
"Where's everyone else?"
"They all had early classes. You and I are the only late sleepers this year." He wrapped his arm around Sasuke and pulled him out of the unit. The raven grunted, pulling free and closing the door, turning to lock it. Once that was done, the two walked down to the main road and headed up towards the Village so they could go down University Boulevard towards Buchanan.
"You didn't sleep on my couch last night, so I'm assuming you and Naruto made up." Kiba turned to glance at him.
"No, we didn't." Sasuke scowled. "He's being—well, I don't even really know anymore. He's not acting like himself. It's frustrating." Sasuke ran a hand through his hair, glaring at the ground. "I mean, if this is how he felt last year when I had amnesia, no wonder he almost got with Sai."
"Hey, shut up, Uchiha! He's just trying to enjoy his time with daddy, fuck." The brunet hit Sasuke's shoulder, hard. "I mean, as much as we all hate the fucker, it's his dad. Not like we have the right to be asses. Especially not you."
"It's not even that. It's the—he blamed me for the heroin!"
"He was tripping out, fuck." Kiba pushed Sasuke to the right when the other forgot to turn. "He said so himself while yelling outside." The Uchiha turned to glare at him, as if he'd been purposefully eavesdropping. "Hey, blondie was loud. We all heard it. Put away those daggers, man."
Kiba shook his head as he climbed up the stairs to Buchanan B, turning into their classroom once they reached it and letting Sasuke catch up in his own time. The room was empty, save for a girl who was sitting near the back reading a book. She looked up when he sat down.
"Do you have class in here soon?"
"About ten minutes." Kiba nodded.
"Oh, all right." She started packing away her things as Sasuke stomped into the classroom, brooding, and fell down beside Kiba.
The brunet stared at him, then sighed and shook his head. He didn't know what to make of Sasuke and Naruto's relationship anymore. Both of them were acting like children, in his opinion, and it seemed like they spent more time fighting than actually getting along anymore. He was considering telling them to maybe take a little break and move into different units, but he knew both of them were too stubborn to admit their relationship was having problems.
And who could blame them? After everything they'd been through, the fact that something like this was breaking them apart was somewhat ridiculous. Even Kiba couldn't really believe it. Then again, maybe this was kind of a clue that they needed to take a little break. As much as they loved each other, right now, Naruto had a father, and Sasuke was angry because of what Naruto had said the night before. Even just a weekend apart might help them. But again, Kiba wouldn't bother suggesting it.
The door opened and both looked up, seeing Kakashi amble in, reading his usual dirty novels and not paying attention to where he was going. He bumped into three tables before finally finding the front desk and sitting down on it.
"Hey, pervert."
"Nice to see you again, too, Sasuke."
The raven snorted, turning to look out the window past Kiba's head.
The door opened again a few minutes later, with Ino and Sakura entering and chattering excitedly to Kiba about their classes, the brunet doing his best to seem interested. The rest of Sasuke's friends slowly filed in, all of them sitting around the first two but no one taking the seats beside either Kiba or Sasuke. The only two who hadn't arrived yet were Kankurou and Naruto, both having been in the same class beforehand.
"What class were they both just in?" Sasuke asked Kiba, the brunet turning to him and cocking an eyebrow.
"Okay dude, when you need to ask me what your boyfriend's schedule is... we've got problems." The glare he received made him decide to just answer the question. "Forestry. With Naruto's psychologist person. It's over in the Forestry building in the Engineers' part of campus, so it's quite the haul."
"That's only about seven minutes away."
"Which is a long fucking haul, fuck." Kiba shook his head as both heard footsteps in the corridor. The door opened soon afterwards, Kankurou walking in first. Naruto shoved past him rather roughly and made his way to his seat—choosing the one beside Kiba.
Kankurou seemed uncertain what to do as he noticed Sasuke staring daggers at the blond, who was pointedly ignoring him. Coughing, Kankurou made his way to the seat beside Sasuke and sat down, shifting awkwardly.
There was silence.
Kakashi didn't even have to look up from his book to know something was wrong. "Well, there's nothing tense in this atmosphere at all." He snapped the book shut, looked up, and smiled. "What did I miss?"
"Lover's quarrel," Gaara stated simply from the corner, gazing out the window with his arms crossed.
"It's not a lover's quarrel," Sasuke snapped.
"Well, what would you call it, then?" Kiba grunted under his breath, only to cry out in pain as Naruto hit him hard across the back of the head, a blow which was followed by Sasuke doing the same. "Ow! Fuck! Stop abusing me cause you're pissed at each other!"
"We're not pissed off!" Naruto insisted.
"Oh, of course not." Kankurou rolled his eyes, which earned him a smack across the back of the head, as well. "Ow!"
The two brunets continued to argue with Naruto and Sasuke about their fight, which earned them continuous smacks, something which they didn't seem to understand were linked to one another. Everyone else chose to stay out of the whole situation to protect their braincells.
Just as Kakashi opened his mouth to give his two cents, someone's phone rang loudly in the room, all conversation coming to a halt. The ring stopped. Silence. And then it rang again.
It was the Ironman theme song, and all eyes slowly turned to look at the owner of that particular ring tone, Kakashi smiling slightly.
"If it's for me," he opened his book to start reading again, "tell them I'm busy."
"Sorry," Naruto mumbled as he snapped his cell phone open. "I'm in class, can we talk later?"
"psychologist," Kiba whispered to Sasuke when he noticed the other glaring at the blond's phone. Even with the confirmation that it wasn't his boyfriend's father, he still didn't lose the glare.
"Kakashi." The professor looked up at Naruto as he spoke his name. "Professor Yamato says to stop indulging in your dirty novels and to talk about our upcoming semester."
The grey-haired man blinked, snapping his book shut and smiling, amused. "Oh? And how does Professor Yamato know anything about me when I don't recall ever having met him?"
"Tsunade told him."
"Ah." He jumped off the desk. "Well then, tell him you need to get off the phone, and I'll start."
"I gotta go. I'll call you later for an appointment." He hung up without waiting for an answer, then looked up to find Kakashi looming over him. The professor grabbed the front of his shirt and yanked him out of his chair, shoving his back pack into the blond's arms. He then dragged him down the row, grabbed the front of Sasuke's shirt, and yanked him to his feet, as well.
Once both of them had their belongings and were just staring at Kakashi in confusion, he pulled them both to the door, kicked it open, and pushed them out.
"Your tension is going to disrupt the class, and Kiba and Kankurou don't have enough braincells to spare for you to be hitting them like that."
"Hey!"
He smiled at them and then waved, closing the door, his footsteps heard as he returned to his spot at the front of the class.
Both boys shifted awkwardly, Sasuke rearranging the strap of his bag before turning and walking towards the door to head back to Fairview. Naruto caught up to him a few seconds later.
"You still pissed?"
"You're the one who sat beside Kiba," Sasuke snapped.
"I'll take that as a yes." He started to speed up to get away from the raven only to have his arm grabbed.
"Wait, where did I say I was still mad?"
"Your tone," Naruto stated dryly, turning to his boyfriend.
"Look," Sasuke let out a deep, annoyed breath. "Things have been a little weird for... a while. And I know it's not your fault, and you know it's not mine, it's just..." He trailed off, raking a hand through his hair. "Considering how much I was there for you this summer, to hear you say what you did about the heroin wasn't only hurtful, it was insulting."
"I already said I wasn't in the right frame of mind," Naruto argued. "Not to mention you immediately jumped on my dad as the cause."
"Well, who else could it have been?" Sasuke demanded. "At the time, I hadn't known he hadn't gone upstairs. You jumped on me, too, you know. And if you still insist it wasn't you, and he never went upstairs, and I know it certainly wasn't me, then how, exactly, did the heroin get on your desk?" The raven crossed his arms, staring down his lover.
Naruto kept his gaze for a long while, then looked away, shrugging and frustrated that he didn't have an answer to that. It wasn't his father. He knew it wasn't Sasuke. And it hadn't been him. So as much as he wished he knew who'd done it, he didn't.
"I don't know." He grit his teeth. "You might think I'm lying, but I honestly don't. When I went upstairs to get my photo albums, I went up, and there was nothing on my desk." He looked at his boyfriend's face for any signs of mistrust. "I swear to God, Sasuke, there was nothing there. I came back down as you were going up, and I knew you were still sore about my dad being there, so I tried to just get past you as fast as possible so that we wouldn't fight again. Next thing I know, you come barrelling down the stairs, and I get up to my room and there's heroin on my desk." He clutched his upper arm tightly as he said the word 'heroin,' as if the mere word was making him crave it. "I don't... I wish I could tell you how it got there but I don't know. I don't." He shook his head, his voice having lowered
Sasuke's entire body just slouched with defeat. He didn't think Naruto was lying, and he knew he wouldn't protect Pein for something this big, so the older man hadn't been upstairs. That still didn't answer how the drugs had gotten there, though. And it didn't answer the question on who was fucking with them.
Because Sasuke knew this wasn't a coincidence. He almost got run over at Safeway, and all of a sudden his recovering drug-addict boyfriend has drugs in his room that he didn't put there? Someone was out to get them.
How is this any different from the last two years? The raven thought with a sigh, reaching forward and pulling Naruto into a hug, kissing his temple. "It's okay, Naruto. It'll be okay. And besides, at least this year you have someone you can talk to if you ever feel like you can't talk to me." His grip tightened on his lover, and his tone suggested he hoped things would never come to that.
"You mean Yamato?"
"Yeah. I think he'll be good for you."
"Mm." Naruto pressed his lips together. "I just hope he survives all the other professors."
Genma Shiranui gave a low whistle as he held a pair of binoculars to his eyes, staring out one of Kakashi's back windows. He was leaning forward on a table to rest his arms, the man barely even blinking as he watched the sight unfurling before him.
"Damn, Kakashi, you always have the best views."
"Yeah, how about giving me the chance to oogle the view?" Kakashi snatched the binoculars from Genma's hands and pressed them to his own eyes.
"Hey, not fair! You get to look whenever you want!" The long-haired professor grabbed the binoculars, the two of them fighting for control of them, though Kakashi was mostly winning since they were still against his eyes, thus allowing him to continue looking at what they both wanted to stare at.
Raidou Namiashi stood in the grey-haired man's kitchen, shaking his head with disapproval, but still unable to find the right words to say. He looked up when he heard a triumphant sound emit from his lover's mouth, Genma once again in possession of the binoculars and staring out the window. Kakashi seemed too lazy to bother fighting him anymore, so he just headed into the kitchen to grab a glass of water.
"I can't believe how perverted you both are. Have you no morals?" The second the words left his mouth, he quickly continued when he noticed both men about to answer. "Of course not, how could I have forgotten who I was talking to?"
"Beats me," Genma offered from the window.
"But—seriously!" He turned to Kakashi. "What would Iruka say?"
"It's not like I'm hurting anymore." The younger man rolled his eyes. "And he's not even here. Gone for I don't know how long, and he decides to 'unwind' at home the second he gets back." Kakashi's hands had come up to do quotes around the word 'unwind,' as if he didn't understand how his lover could possibly unwind anywhere that didn't include the pervert himself.
"Oh, he's moved on from push-ups to pull-ups," Genma informed his friend from the window.
"Stop teasing me if you're not gonna let me watch," was the pouted reply.
"Don't you find this wrong even the slightest, tiniest bit?" Raidou sighed.
"Hey man, if they leave their blinds open, they're fair game!" Genma insisted, turning towards the kitchen to grin at Raidou. "If they choose to exercise in the living room with the curtains open so that Kakashi and I may gaze upon their Godlike physique, that is their prerogative."
Raidou blinked. "That guy would have a field day with you, Genma."
"We've already met." Genma grinned. "He's already decided he doesn't want to even attempt to understand me."
"Goody."
Genma returned to watching Yamato do pull-ups in his living room, licking his lips as he watched the other's arm muscles bulge with each pull up he did. His white wife-beater was already drenched in sweat, and his hair was sticking to his forehead and the back of his neck. He looked decidedly yummy while working out, and Genma was looking forward to seeing the psychologist with a significant other. Now that would be nice to watch.
"We should invite him over so you can stare at him in person," Raidou said dryly, joking, of course.
"Oh, that's a good idea!" Genma exclaimed, which caused the scarred man's jaw to drop.
"I was kidding."
"But I liked it."
"I was kidding! Kakashi!" Raidou turned to the grey-haired man, only to blink in confusion as he found him gone.
"Oh, hey, Kakashi went to see Yamato," Genma informed as he held the binoculars to his eyes again. Raidou all but fell over, wondering how he had survived thus far being friends with the crazy people he was friends with. He was only thankful that Gai Maito had been forced to teach a night class this semester, and thus was unavailable to add to the chaos and mayhem of the situation.
Spoke too soon, he thought with a sigh as he glanced at the time. Gai's class was going to be out in less than ten minutes. At least Ibiki's moved off-campus and Anko got herself a place on the other side of where we are. He sighed deeply. He was still stuck with the crazy ones, but at least the whole group wouldn't be together as often as they had been in the past. Both a blessing and a curse. Not to mention he sort of missed talking to Asuma, but he didn't want to bother the man now that he was living with Kurenai somewhere. Not that he ever felt bad bothering Iruka and Kakashi, but for some reason, to Raidou, two men in a relationship didn't really make him feel bad when he interrupted them. Probably because Kakashi made no effort to control his own timing, either.
He turned to the front door as it opened, Yamato being ushered in by Kakashi, looking around somewhat stunned.
"Wow, your—place isn't as messy as I thought it would be."
"He's just moved in for the semester. Come back tomorrow and you'll see the flat you were expecting to see." Raidou smiled and walked forward, holding out one hand. "I'm Raidou Namiashi."
"Tenzou Yamato. Nice to meet you." Yamato had a towel resting across the back of his neck and both hands came up to pull at either end lightly after having taken Raidou's hand. "I heard from Tsunade that you're pretty much the only normal one around here. You keep the crazies in check."
"As in check as I can, anyway." Raidou laughed.
"Hi Yamato!" Genma waved happily from the window. "Remember me?"
"You're—hard to forget." The raven forced a smile, Kakashi snorting at his comment.
"I'll just take that as a compliment."
"Whatever makes you happy." Raidou bowed his head and rubbed his eyes as he noticed Genma practically waving the binoculars around, something which he did mere moments before Yamato commented on them. "What are you doing with those?"
"Looking at stuff." Genma hid them behind his back.
"At what? The only view you'd get from Kakashi's window is..." He trailed off once he reached Genma's side, the long-haired man having the decency to look sheepish, while Kakashi muttered about Genma making him lose his late night television as realization dawned on Yamato's face.
"I like your interior decorating?" Genma offered weakly as Yamato continued to stare straight ahead. Then, slowly, his face turned towards the long-haired man, his eyes wide and his jaw clenched. All the colour drained from Genma's face.
"You'll never spy on me ever again."
"Okay," Genma said in a high-pitched voice, handing Yamato the binoculars, and hurriedly rushing to Raidou so he could hide behind him.
The scarred man looked at Genma, then at Yamato, then back at Genma. "Yamato—you have got to teach me how to do that."
Naruto sat with his face resting in his hand as he stared at the computer screen in front of him. He let out a giant sigh as he chose an answer and moved on to the next one, feeling his eyes slowly shutting before he caught himself and opened them wide.
It wasn't that he was tired or anything, he was just so unbelievably bored that his brain was trying to make him sleep, as if it were the better option at this current moment in time. Which, honestly, it was. He was really annoyed to be doing this to begin with.
He heard movement on the bed behind him and took a break from his homework to turn around. Sasuke was lying on his bed, reading a book, snorts and chuckles occasionally making their way to Naruto's ears. He smiled as he noticed the raven cuddling with his favourite orange pillow, mostly because whenever he did that, it meant the raven's smell would be there when Naruto fell asleep. Not that Sasuke wouldn't be in the bed with him, but it was just something he'd started to notice as their relationship progressed.
It was weird to think that a few hours ago, they'd been insanely pissed at one another, but that was pretty much how their relationship worked. They fought and made up within a few hours, because they both knew they couldn't stay mad at one another, despite how stubborn they both were. It was too hard.
"Whatcha readin'?" he inquired, causing Sasuke to look up.
"I don't know, to be honest. I picked it up randomly from your shelf." He lifted the book to show the blond the title, and Naruto snorted.
"You're starting the third book of a series, bastard."
"Whatever. It's still entertaining." Sasuke shrugged, looking back down to continue reading. "How's the homework coming?"
"Ugh, slowly. I can't believe Ibiki gave us homework on the first day!" he whined and slammed his head against his desk. "The man is evil."
"He's just trying to weed out the slackers." Sasuke closed the book and jumped off the bed. Wrapping his arms around the blond from behind, he kissed his temple, letting his hands wander along the other's toned chest.
"Hey, hey!" Naruto sat up and turned to glare at Sasuke. "No molesting me while I'm doing homework."
"It's not due for two days." The Uchiha dipped his head down to lick the side of Naruto's neck. "Do it later."
"No, Ibiki'll kill me if it's late, so I wanna do it now. The guy's a nazi with homework, as can be seen by the fact that I have some, and would you stop that!" He half-heartedly fought to get Sasuke to back away, but they both knew he didn't want him to.
"Mm, well then maybe you shouldn't have chosen to be in his class again."
"I like being in his classes. I know him."
Sasuke's hands made their way up under Naruto's shirt as he bit and sucked on the blond's neck, intent on giving him a hickey, and succeeding, for the most part. Just as Naruto was ready to give in and let Sasuke do as he pleased, they were interrupted by his phone ringing.
Immediately, the raven tensed and Naruto could tell he was mad. Even if he didn't say anything, he was mad. The blond was almost tempted to just tell him to let the thing ring, but he knew he couldn't. Yamato had already told him that whenever his phone rang, he was to answer it, or else.
"I'll get it," was the raven's disgruntled comment as he turned to snatch the blond's cell phone off the dresser. Naruto shifted to look at him, and frowned as he noticed the stunned look on Sasuke's face.
"What?"
"It's Keita." He looked at the blond, Naruto frowning even more as he stood up.
"What?" He walked over to his boyfriend, taking the phone and seeing for himself that it was, in fact, his cop friend from back home, Keita. "What's he doing calling at this hour?" He flipped open the phone and put it to his ear. "Hey, Keita, what's up?"
Sasuke watched the blond's facial expressions intently, wanting to know if this was good news, or bad news, though he suspected that if Keita was calling, it was probably bad news. And he was proven right when Naruto's face fell and he looked at a loss for words.
"Oh... okay. Right. Yeah, I'll be—I'll come home right now. I'll bring Sasuke. Bye." He slowly pulled the phone from his ear and snapped it shut, the Uchiha in front of him almost grabbing his shoulders and shaking him for information. He managed to keep his cool, and instead simply asked,
"What's wrong?"
"It's my house," Naruto whispered, looking at the floor. "Someone broke into my house."