This was proving difficult.
Their teacher had made a seating plan, and arranged all the class members alphabetically.
Uchiha…Uzumaki…
So, he was stuck next to the new boy. But wasn't this a good thing? A way to make the new boy like him?
It could be…if only the blond didn't keep peeking over Sasuke's arm and staring at his work, before copying it down word for word. Which irritated Sasuke.
But he had to remain focused…remember the plan…remember the plan…
"Sasuke…move your arm…it's covering your work…" The blond boy whispered, as he nudged Sasuke's arm.
The plan….the plan…
"Hey, move your arm." Naruto poked him with a pencil.
The…plan…the…plan…
"What plan, Sasuke?" His head whipped around and he glared at Naruto. "Do your own work." He hissed out.
He ignored the blond boy's pouting, and moved onto question 9.
"But Sasuke…I don't get the quadratic thing…can't you explain it to me?"
"No."
-thwack-
Sasuke turned and glared at the boy behind him, Shikamaru, who had kicked his chair. "Help him out."
"No. It's not my fault he's an idiot."
Naruto huffed at him. "Why'd you invite me to the cinema if you don't even like me?"
Sasuke's mouth moved up and down a bit, and Shikamaru's eyebrows rose. "You asked him to go to the cinema with you? What you seeing?"
Sasuke froze. Think damnit, think!
"A film."
Genius…
Shikamaru rolled his eyes. "Well, I gathered that."
"Hey," Naruto poked him. "You haven't answered my question. Why'd you invite me to go cinema anyway?"
Sasuke frowned. "Because…I…like…you?"
Naruto looked surprised and Shikamaru doubtful. "But Sasuke, you don't like people."
That was true. Damn Shikamaru for being so insightful.
Nevertheless, Sasuke's plan would not fail. It was not an option.
"Naruto is the exception." He nodded assuredly to himself.
Shikamaru looked amused. "What in particular do you like about Naruto?"
Sasuke glared at him before asking, "Why aren't you working?"
"Finished."
Sasuke blinked. "What, all 25 questions?"
"Yeah. Now, answer the question. You've known Naruto, what, 2 days? What's so special 'bout him?"
Shit! Damn Shikamaru…
"Errr…I get a good vibe from him…yeah…"
Shikamaru blinked at him. "Strange…"
Sasuke nodded. Naruto frowned.
"Eh?"
"Hey, you three! Focus on your work!"
Sasuke smirked evilly. "Shikamaru finished his."
"Oh…well, I guess I'll just have to give him an extension. Shikamaru, come to the front."
As the boy walked past, he kicked Sasuke's chair who only smirked back.
Revenge was sweet…
For Sasuke, his lunchtimes were now devoted to transferring all his files onto his laptop. It made sense. If he ever needed to search for one of his old plans, all he needed to do was search was a keyword (eg. maim, rope, or wine) and it would bring up all his old plans involving that keyword.
It was just Sasuke's little way of organising things. That didn't stop Shikamaru calling him a freak.
Already, he had transferred around a tenth of his files, and he reckoned he could get through all of them in the next couple of months. He had done enough for today. Closing his laptop, Sasuke glanced at his hand where he had written a little to-do list.
Science homework. Check. Transferring files. Check. Cinema.
Right.
"Naruto." Sasuke stated, looking at the blond boy who paused with his arm poised back, ready to toss an apple at Kiba. Sasuke's chest did a weird fluttery thing.
"Saturday."
Naruto blinked. "Huh?"
"Saturday. At 11, we'll meet at the cinema in town."
Chouji's eyes widened, and Shikamaru rolled his eyes and began to explain that Sasuke had supposedly found a bit of humanity. Kinda.
Naruto tilted his head to one side slightly, before nodding, "Okay." He then turned and threw the apple full-power, only his aim appeared to be slightly off as instead of hitting Kiba it went straight into the back of someone else's head.
Gaara's head.
The red-haired boy turned slowly, but Naruto had already squeaked and dove under the table. Sasuke sat there smirking, holding back a rather gleeful expression that threatened to erupt across his face. He also ignored that fluttery feeling. Maybe it was because he had just seen Gaara get hit, hmm…meanwhile, the red-head was heading straight for their table, and Sasuke didn't like the glare that was set in his eyes aimed directly at Sasuke.
Hmph. Well, it wasn't him.
"Uchiha."
Sasuke stared blankly at him.
"Did you throw an apple at me?"
Sasuke opened his mouth to respond, but paused when he felt something hit his leg. Well, someone.
What, Naruto thought he was gonna tell Gaara that the blond-boy had been the one to throw the apple? Unlikely.
"No. I did not throw an apple at you."
Gaara growled, and Sasuke gave the boy a look, before realising he was hungry because he hadn't eaten all day as this morning he was going to have cereal but as he was pouring the milk, Itachi had walked in, looking at the milk, and then smirked and walked out.
So, Sasuke had had no breakfast and was now hungry.
Dismissing Gaara, he headed up towards the canteen, ignoring the glare the boy was sending at him.
When he got back to the table with chips and a drink, he saw Naruto had emerged from under the table and when he sat down the boy looked at him, then said, "Thanks…for not telling Gaara it was me…and I was hiding under the table…" then, the boy leant forward a stole a bunch of his chips. Bastard.
But Sasuke didn't mind. And he didn't even protest when the boy leant forward and took a few more.
He didn't hear Chouji lean across and ask Shikamaru, "Think I could take some?"
Shikamaru was looking at the pair intently; Sasuke taking a chip every so often, whilst watching Naruto tolerably as the boy leant forward and took another handful.
"No…I don't think you'd be able to have any…"
"Hey…" Lee glanced at Sasuke then at Shikamaru. "Why is Sasuke sharing?"
Shikamaru simply shook his head.
