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Hello again!
I would like to thank you all again for being such great readers. I'm so glad that there are so many of you who follow this story. Really, it makes me happy. As a show of my appreciation, I will select one reviewer to be the recipient of a gift fic. They will be able to choose anything they want! I will post who the lucky reviewer is in the next chapter!
-Also, I noticed that no one picked up on the clue I left in the last chapter. No one noticed the clue in the first chapter either *sighs* Oh well. The clues were very subtle.
Random Info:
My birthday is on Monday! I'm turning fucking twenty! Gah, how the hell did that happen?
Okay, now on with the story!
Chapter 4: Psych
Sakura opened one bleary eye as she shifted in bed. An arm around her tightened slightly. She smiled lightly as she came back to full consciousness; last night's activities still fresh in her mind. Carefully, she sat up, making sure not to wake Naruto. The blonde was a heavy sleeper, but Sakura didn't want to disturb Naruto's serene expression.
She watched him for a few minutes, noting how locks of his golden, yellow hair framed his face perfectly. A few tendrils were resting over his closed eyes. His mouth lay slightly open giving him such an innocent look that Sakura couldn't help but blush. Naruto was her angel. If it hadn't been for him, she would have probably never lived this long.
She gently stood from the mattress and approached the chair with her clothes. Naruto had folded them when she was in the shower, so they were looking fresh and wrinkle free. Quickly, she dressed herself and made her way out of the bedroom. She had to get back home and change before going out to the charity event that Ino had asked her to oversee. Naturally, Sakura had dragged Sasuke into it, claiming that he owed her for last time. The raven-haired man had given her one of his signature glares before relenting and telling her he would meet her there.
Sakura had almost reached the door when a grunt stopped her in her tracks. Slowly, she turned her head around.
"Good morning, Shikamaru," she said lightly.
"Maybe for you," the lazy man said darkly, "Thanks for screwing everything up."
"I didn't screw anything up," she said defensively.
Shikamaru raised an eyebrow, "Oh, really? I think having sex with Naruto was a major blow to our plan."
"It's not-"
"Not to mention," Shikamaru cut her off, "That now, Naruto's going to wake up and be all perplexed again. He is going to sit at that damned piano, play some sad, disheartening classical music while he thinks things through. Kiba is going to get all depressed and start throwing furniture at me, leaving me in a sour ass mood. All your fault. We don't need Naruto thinking about his promise to you."
"It wasn't my intention," Sakura glared, "What's wrong with just having some sex? He and I are cool about it."
"No," Shikamaru said dryly, "You're cool about it. He's not."
"Naruto hasn't played that piano in ages," Sakura bit her lip, "I think you're overanalyzing this."
"I'm not."
"I know Naruto," Sakura continued, "He won't think much about it. He will wake up, remember we had sex then go stuff his face with some pancakes. After that, he and Kiba will come up with some stupid idea and get Lee involved. It will probably end with one of them getting hurt, and another hospital visit. Please, I know my boy." Sakura turned and opened the door, "I'll see you Monday, Shikamaru." With that said, she closed the door.
Shikamaru stood in the hallway, his cup of coffee at his lips, "This is such a drag," he grumbled before taking a sip.
Naruto woke to the sun beating in his face. He grumbled and rolled over, trying to ignore the light flooding into his room. A crash from behind his bedroom door made Naruto cringe.
"Akamaru, you stop that right now!" Kiba's voice rang loudly.
Naruto turned towards the door and opened two glowing sapphire eyes. He pulled the blankets around him closer as he mumbled some choice words. Gradually, his mind became less hazy from sleep and the events of last night flooded his brain. The blonde frowned and pulled off the covers. He stepped out of bed and looked down at himself.
He had done it again. Naruto slapped his hand to his forehead and sucked in his cheeks. He looked around the room, and noticed that Sakura's clothes had disappeared from the chair he put them on last night. So she already left, huh.
Naruto felt disgusted with himself. Angrily, he reached for a t-shirt and pulled it on over his head. What kind of friend was he? Again! Again, he let himself use one of his best friends! Sakura didn't know any better, she was probably drunk from the sake they had with their meal last night. Naruto threw his door open and marched towards the bathroom, ignoring the worried looks exchanged between his two roommates.
Kiba sighed when the bathroom door shut with a bang. Akamaru rubbed his wet nose against his owner's dark grey sweatpants comfortingly. Kiba smiled down at his dog and rubbed the top of Akamaru's furry head.
"What's for breakfast?" Kiba asked Shikamaru, who was sitting on the couch chewing on a straw.
"Pancakes," the younger man replied, spitting the bendy plastic out of his mouth.
"Sakura made us pancakes? Awesome!"
"Yeah," Shikamaru mumbled, "I'm defrosting them. She made like fifty."
"Even better!" Kiba flashed a toothy grin, his sharpened canines reflecting in the morning light.
"Listen, Kiba," Shikamaru suddenly said, his tone of voice going serious, "I need you to get Naruto out of the apartment for today. I'm going to call an emergency meeting here at three. Can you do that?"
"Yeah," Kiba shrugged, "No problem. I'll get Lee to help too. What's the meeting about?"
"It's about the upcoming rally. Neji was put in charge of running it, remember?"
"Yeah," Kiba said, "So?"
"I have an idea of how we can use this rally to our advantage," Shikamaru said simply, "I'll fill you in when all the details are in place."
"Isn't the rally in a week?" Kiba scratched his head.
"Yes," Shikamaru said, "But we're going to need time to prepare. Kiba, just leave it to me. All you got to do is get Naruto out of here and keep him out till roughly six o'clock, alright?"
"Sure, whatever," Kiba grumbled.
After Naruto had gotten out of the bathroom, the three boys sat down to breakfast. The meal was unusually quiet, as Naruto simply stared down at his plate. Kiba gobbled one pancake after another, licking his plate clean. When the wild haired man was done, he looked over at his blonde friend.
"Hey, buddy," he poked Naruto in the shoulder, "One of those isn't going to fill you up. Eat the pancakes. You know you want to."
Naruto smiled wanly at his friend, "I'm not very hungry."
"You not hungry?" Kiba scowled, "Well, isn't that the biggest load of crap I've ever heard."
"Shove it," Naruto grumbled darkly, "I'm not in the mood."
Shikamaru looked up at the ceiling crossly. He wished for once, that Sakura could have been right instead of him.
Barely twenty minutes had passed before Naruto had situated himself on the piano bench. The blonde cracked his fingers and closed his eyes. He took a deep breath and started to play. The sound of Ludwig van Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata echoed throughout the apartment. The deep resonating notes grew more desperate as Naruto lost himself completely in the heart clenching melody.
Shikamaru watched as Naruto's fingers moved expertly over the white keys of their small piano. After Choji had moved out, the three of them decided to turn their friend's room into a sort of den. They had moved the piano from the living room into Choji's vacant room, hoping that whenever Naruto had the sudden urge to play, they could shut him in the room to deafen the sound. However, the flimsy door did nearly nothing as the bone chilling music traveled through the walls. Shikamaru stood in the doorway with his arms crossed. He leaned heavily against the door hinge, trying to figure out how long this dreary melody was going to last.
Naruto looked completely engrossed in it, and Shikamaru sighed. It looked like the blonde was going to be going at it for a while. Shikamaru straightened up and made his way towards the living room. He plopped down on the couch and took his signature position. Hands folded behind his head, one knee slightly bent and eyes focused on the view of the sky from the large window.
Shikamaru maintained this position for a good hour or so before Kiba flung a tennis shoe at his face. The lazy man angrily rubbed his nose as the pain flared through his face.
"Make him stop!" Kiba roared, his hands covering his ears.
"You know I can't," Shikamaru sat up and took a more defensive position.
"Yes, you can!"Kiba grabbed a bowl full of marbles and began firing the glass spheres at Shikamaru's pointy, ponytailed head.
"Stop that," Shikamaru dodged as he took cover behind the side of the couch, "There's nothing I can do about it!"
"Tell him to stop!" Kiba threw the whole bowl and went to grab some more projectiles from the CD case.
"Why don't you?" Shikamaru ducked as a CD came hurling at him.
"I can't," Kiba huffed, "I'd feel bad."
"So would I," Shikamaru hurled himself behind the armchair as Kiba went to restock on his arsenal.
"You have to do it," Kiba sent a set of dominoes at Shikamaru's rear end. The boy winced and rubbed his backside, cursing Kiba and his inability to cope with his emotions like normal people. He liked Naruto's coping mechanism better. It didn't involve any violence against him.
"He'll stop soon," Shikamaru attempted to say.
"He needs to stop now!"
"You go stop him!"
"No! You stop him!"
"No!"
"Shika, I'm going to throw the kitchen chair at you if you don't get him to stop right now!"
Shikamaru dodged the chair and watched as it smashed against the wall. Why did he always find himself in such troublesome situations?
"You're overreacting, Kiba!" Shikamaru yelled as he dodged a wooden spatula.
"I'm being a good friend!" Kiba yelled back.
"By trying to kill me?"
"No, by trying to get you to stop Naruto's wallowing!"
"Why don't you get someone else to stop him?" Shikamaru said after hightailing it into the safety of the bathroom. He locked the door and heaved a sigh of relief.
"Who should I ask?"
"How about Lee?"Shikamaru said through the door, "Give him a call. You guys could take Naruto out early. Keep him away for a good couple of hours."
Kiba was silent for some time. All Shikamaru was able to hear was the depressing melody Naruto was performing.
"Okay," he heard Kiba say. Shikamaru nodded to himself and opened the door. He watched as Kiba flipped open his cell phone and held it to his ear.
"Hey, Lee! Yeah, it's Kiba. Listen, I need you to help us out…"
:::
Sasuke grudgingly walked onto the campus grounds. He stifled a yawn as he approached a heavily decorated booth. Sakura was already buzzing around it with a clipboard in her hand. As soon as she spotted Sasuke, she waved him over.
"Sasuke!" she smirked up at him, "I need you to grab a clipboard and make your way to the parking lot. You're going to be supervising the car wash."
The raven-haired professor glowered, but took the clipboard anyway and was about to leave when Sakura handed him a towel and some cleaning equipment.
"What's this?"
"It's for you," she grinned, "You're going to be participating in the car wash as well."
"You never told me that," Sasuke furrowed his eyebrows, "And why are you so damn happy today?"
Sakura giggled and began pushing Sasuke towards the parking lot, "It's a secret," she said in a sing-song voice. Now, Sasuke had known Sakura nearly his whole entire life. There were only a few things in this world, which could make this girl incredibly chipper.
"Did Ino gain weight?" he asked.
"Unfortunately, no," Sakura sighed, "She's still five pounds lighter than me…that pig."
"You had sex?"
Sakura blushed and pushed Sasuke harder towards his destination. The Uchiha smirked, "So you had sex. Anyone that I know?"
"Naruto," Sakura bit her lip nervously.
"Naruto?" Sasuke stopped walking and turned to look at the shifty eyed rosette, "You slept with Uzumaki?" he said angrily.
"Don't give me that tone of voice, Sasuke," Sakura said stiffly, "I can sleep with whomever the hell I want."
"Whatever," he huffed, "I don't even know how you stand that idiot."
"He's my friend," Sakura warned, "Don't you go bad mouthing him in front of me."
"You don't sleep with your friends," Sasuke said.
"It's complicated."
"No, it's not."
"This is none of your business, Sasuke," Sakura warned, "Drop it. I don't want to talk about it."
"Fine," Sasuke turned and continued towards the parking lot alone. Sakura watched him disappear behind a hedge and sighed, her hand coming to fist itself in a lock of pink hair.
"He'll be fine," she tried to reassure herself, "Naruto's always fine."
Sasuke reached the parking lot and dropped his bucket by the curb. There were already over a dozen students sitting on the grass waiting for him to give them instructions. A line of cars was already waiting. The Uchiha rubbed his forehead, trying to massage away the impeding headache that almost always made itself known after talking about a certain blonde idiot.
"Grab your rags and cleaners," Sasuke said after he approached the group, "Do a good job. Don't dawdle. This is not for fun. This is for a cause. Go."
The college students mumbled amongst themselves as they stood up from the ground. A brown haired boy marched over to Sasuke and gave him a pitiful look, "That's not a very good pep talk, professor."
Sasuke glared at the annoying student, "I don't care. Go wash the cars."
Konohamaru stiffened, "You're supposed to be washing too. Sakura told me to make sure you helped, and believe me…there's nothing I would like less than having Sakura pound me into the ground for letting you off the hook. I value my sanity, thank you very much," Konohamaru threw his rag at Sasuke, "Start cleaning, Sasuke."
Sasuke's glare intensified as he watched the brat turn around and run back to his two friends. He would make sure to get that little prick back one day. What was that kid again, a med major? If so, Sasuke was going to make sure that the little bastard had Orochimaru for Organic Chemistry next semester. He'd like nothing better than to see that brat suffer. Seeing Naruto angry was just an added bonus. Satisfied with himself, Sasuke trudged towards the line of cars.
:::
"This is going to be great, Naruto!" Lee exclaimed as he rushed up the three steps leading towards the small shop. Kiba peered through the glass window and smirked when his eyes landed on the large crystal ball sitting in the middle of a large, plush-looking red pillow.
"You know these guys are all charlatans, right?" Naruto said after reading the sign that said 'Psychic' in big, black curvy letters.
"You never know, Naruto," Kiba grinned, "Who are we to know if they really can do what they say?"
Naruto shrugged, "Doesn't matter to me."
"Stop being such a whiny bitch, Naruto," Kiba growled. Naruto had yet to revert to his good-natured self, and Kiba did not like it one bit, "Grow a pair."
"Shut up," Naruto scowled, "I have two wonderfully sized balls dangling below. You should know."
"Che, whatever," Kiba scoffed as Lee pulled open the door. A tingling of bells sounded and the brown haired boy grinned evilly, "Ooh! Spirits of the dead!" he joked.
Naruto rolled his eyes and followed Lee into a dimly lit room. The walls were all painted a dull lavender shade and an assortment of pillows littered the ground. Weird paintings canvassed the walls and Naruto nearly bumped into a knee-high elephant sculpture. The room reeked of incense and Kiba clamped a hand over his nose as he walked deeper into the room. Naruto jerked Kiba's hand away and gave him an 'are-you-fucking-serious' look. It wasn't polite to hold one's nose, no matter how awful it smelled in there.
"Welcome, welcome!" A melodramatic voice sang. Naruto's head turned to the side in time to spot a weird looking woman walk through a beaded doorway. The blonde forced himself to refrain from bursting out in laughter. This woman did nothing to help stereotypes. She was dressed in flowing robes of many exotic colors. In her hair was a peacock feather along with a bunch of clips and ribbons. Hundreds of clinking bracelets adorned her wrists and that eyeliner she was sporting made Naruto think of Gaara for some odd reason.
"Welcome," the woman said again, "My name is Luminita, how can I be of service?" the black haired woman sat down on one of the pillows on the floor.
"We would like our fortunes told," Kiba said hastily. He plopped down on one of the pillows beside the unusual woman.
"Ah," Luminita smiled, her emerald eyes glowing mischievously, "Can I interest you in some candy?" The psychic woman stretched out her arm to retrieve a bowl of mints from her small table.
"Do you happen to have any malt balls?" Lee asked, "I seem to have a craving for them recently."
The woman paused and stared at Lee for a good minute before smiling at him graciously, "No, I do not."
"Well, that's okay," Lee smiled and took a seat beside Kiba, "May I go first?"
"Of course you may," Luminita said. Her eyes shifted from Lee's bright green sweatshirt to Naruto, who was now the only one standing. "Would you care to have a seat?"
The blonde sighed and took a seat between Kiba and Lee. This was going to be stupid.
:::
Sasuke squeezed his eyes shut as the water splashed into his face. Konohamaru grabbed the hose before it could soak Sasuke any further. The Uchiha opened two blazing coal black eyes and grit his teeth, wondering how long this torture was going to last. Moegi and Udon stepped towards the back of the car they had been washing, just as a precaution. Konohamaru picked up his green towel and handed it over to the fuming professor. Sasuke took it and patted down his hair.
"I'll go get Sakura. See if she has any spare t-shirts," Moegi said quickly before running towards the booth at the front of the school.
"Sorry about that, Sasuke," Konohamaru smiled nervously, "It slipped from my hands."
Sasuke threw the towel onto the wet floor and began tugging his soaked shirt off. Udon and Konohamaru exchanged looks.
"Lose your grip on the hose one more time, and it won't be the only thing you lose," Sasuke rung out his navy shirt and watched the water collect in a small puddle at his feet. The two sophomores swallowed loudly and began wiping the car windows with a newfound vigor.
Sasuke walked over to a bench nearby and stretched out his wet shirt up on the wooden planks.
"Sasuke," he heard Sakura call. The Uchiha turned around only to be glomped by the green-eyed slave driver, "Nice six-pack," she said after letting go of the ice prince.
"Hn."
"Oh, don't give me that," Sakura shook her finger at him, "I'm not Naruto." She handed him a plain white t-shirt and sat on the bench watching as Sasuke pulled it on.
"How much longer until my debt to you has been paid," Sasuke said, taking a seat beside his friend.
"Hmm," Sakura tapped her chin, "I say another hour or so."
"Fine," Sasuke attempted to stand but Sakura griped his arm. He looked at her questioningly, "What?"
"Can I talk to you for a bit," Sakura bit her lip nervously, hoping Sasuke would listen. The raven looked at her oddly before getting comfortable on the bench and giving her his full attention.
"I think I made a mistake," she said quietly.
"Is this about Naruto?" Sasuke asked.
She nodded, "You know how he made that promise in high school, after I was gang raped by the Sound soccer team?"
"So," Sasuke shrugged, "What about it?"
"Well," Sakura shifted in her seat, "I kind of reminded Naruto about the promise last night, before I made him sleep with me."
Sasuke raised an eyebrow at this but remained silent.
"I thought, c'mon it was a stupid promise. I don't even want him to keep it, seeing as he doesn't even love me in that way. However, I think I really screwed things up…now that I had time to think. Sasuke," Sakura looked up at him now, her eyes filled with unshed tears, "I told him to show me that he would keep his promise. I made him do something he didn't want, when he's obviously in love with someone else! I'm a terrible friend and a horrible p-person!" Sakura stammered before the tears began to fall.
Sasuke sighed and comfortingly put his hand on her shoulder, "Sakura."
She looked up at him, her eyes already red.
"You did do a bad thing, but," Sasuke stood, "You still have time to fix it. Tell him you don't want him to marry you. You're fine now and not suicidal."
Sakura rolled her eyes, "If it weren't for him…I'd probably be dead right now," she mumbled between tears.
"Hey," Sasuke crouched before her, "Stop that. I don't like it when you wallow in self pity. It is cowardly. What would Naruto say if he saw you like this?"
Sakura laughed, "He'd probably tell me to get up and run to the furthest tree with him. Then, he'd take me for some ramen. He'd always said 'ramen soothes the soul,'" she joked.
"Yeah," Sasuke smirked, "That's sounds like the dobe."
"Why don't you two ever get along," Sakura asked, suddenly remembering Shikamaru's ninja operation.
Instantly, Sasuke's demeanor changed, "He annoys me."
"How?"
"I don't know," Sasuke shrugged his shoulders, "He just somehow gets under my skin and pushes my buttons. I hate it."
"That's exactly what he says about you," Sakura said slyly, "I wonder if it just might be that you two are attracted to each other an-"
"Impossible," Sasuke cut her off before Sakura could get another word in, "I am not attracted to that loser."
"Whatever," Sakura shrugged her shoulders and stood up, her eyes now dry, "Keep telling yourself that."
"Hn," Sasuke furrowed his brow before turning on his heel and heading back to the three stooges and the lathered car.
"Denial," Sakura said to herself as she watched Sasuke walk away. She grinned when Udon lost control of the hose and Sasuke flailed out of the way of the water. Sasuke yelled at the sniveling sophomore while Konohamaru began defending his friend.
:::
"Okay, Naruto!" Lee said excitedly, "It is now your turn!"
Naruto crawled over to the pillow on the floor in front of the crystal ball, and took a seat. Luminita smiled at him before stretching out her two hands. Kiba and Lee leaned in and watched with anticipation as Naruto put his hands into the waiting palms.
"Oh," Luminita started instantly as her eyes shut tight, "I see so many things!"
"What?" Kiba asked.
Naruto gave his friend an odd look. Kiba seemed to be more excited about Naruto's future than he was about his own.
"A man," she said mystically, "A man with black hair and hell black eyes. My, he is attractive."
Naruto watched Luminita as the expression on her face took on a thoughtful look. The grip on his hands tightened as the psychic began to shake. Naruto glanced at his two friends. They were completely concentrated on the overly dramatic psychic. Kiba's mouth was slightly open and Lee was fervently chewing off his nails, biting them down to the soft skin. His eyes were saucer-like and unblinking.
"Sasuke Uchiha," Luminita said suddenly, "He is a worthy man; tall, smart and handsome."
Naruto blinked. Did she just say Sasuke?
"What?" he said hesitantly.
"I see this man inside a large building…a school perhaps? He is writing something on a paper…a math teacher." Naruto gulped and scooted closer towards Luminita. How the hell was she doing that? They hadn't mentioned Sasuke at all!
"You two have a special relationship," Luminita continued mumbling, "Sasuke and you have known each other for a very long time…in fact, he even has a pet name for you, dobe."
Naruto's mouth dropped open.
"You and this man are destined," Luminita opened her eyes, but her focus was not on Naruto, but at the blank wall behind him, "You care for him, Naruto. He cares for you…I see now. Your feelings of hate are just a defense mechanism…he needs you."
Naruto gaped like a fish, unable to comprehend what was happening right before his eyes.
"In ten days, Sasuke Uchiha will kiss you and you will finally understand everything!" Luminita closed her eyes and then opened them quickly, blinking.
Naruto looked like he was going to keel over in his seat.
Kiba and lee were each sporting horrified expressions on their faces.
"Well," Luminita said standing up, "Thank you all for coming. One of you, please follow me to the back to make the payment."
Kiba, now angry, stood and started following Luminita towards the back. However, before he left the room, he signaled Lee to get Naruto out of the shop. Lee nodded and stood. He walked over to Naruto who had a dazed expression on his face.
"Naruto," Lee said, "Let's wait for Kiba outside, okay?"
The blonde nodded and shakily stood to his feet. Lee took hold of Naruto's shoulder and led him out of the shop.
Kiba stood angrily at the cash register, glaring at Luminita as she rang up their balance.
"What did you do?" he barked, his arms crossed over his chest.
"I did what you told me," she said shrugging, "You said to make him doubt his relationship with this Sasuke fellow. Using the facts you gave me, I think I did a pretty good job."
"You said Sasuke was going to kiss him!" Kiba spat, "I never told you to do that on the phone!"
"It was an added bonus," she said brazenly, "What's wrong with it? You said Sasuke liked him, I don't think it would be so hard for him to kiss the boy."
"Sasuke doesn't know he likes Naruto!"
"That's not what you said," she said stiffly as she opened the cash register.
"It was implied!"
"No, it was not!" Luminita said, starting to sound angry, "You said Sasuke liked Naruto but he wasn't aware of his feelings or of Sasuke's feelings for him. You never told me Sasuke wasn't aware of his feelings either!"
"I said that BOTH Sasuke and Naruto DIDN'T KNOW ABOUT THEIR FEELINGS!" Kiba was now fuming, "You just fucked everything up! How am I supposed to get Sasuke to kiss Naruto? Those two can't get within a few feet without trying to bash each other's brains out! When Sasuke doesn't kiss Naruto, he'll know something is up!" Kiba began pacing, "Crap, Shikamaru is going to fucking kill me!"
"Well excuse me," she said icily, "You should have been clearer. Now, the total is one hundred and ten dollars."
"WHAT?"
"Sixty is for your reading and the black haired boy's reading. The fifty is for making me participate in this charade. Remember, I said it would cost you extra on the phone."
Kiba growled and reached for his wallet, all the while mumbling obscenities as he dug out his credit card.
A few minutes later, Kiba walked out of the little psychic shop only to find that Naruto was pacing back and forth across the sidewalk. He chanced a glance at Lee who simply shrugged his shoulders.
"Let's go get something to eat," Kiba said after checking the time. They still had three hours to kill. The three friends began walking down the block to their parked car. After Kiba had pulled on his seatbelt, they drove towards a pizza place known for having the best cheese pizzas on the planet.
"This is crazy," Naruto said after biting into his cheesy slice, "I mean, how can she know that stuff? It's impossible, and on top of that, me and Sasuke? That's ridiculous! I don't secretly like that bastard!"
Kiba and Lee nodded, happy that Naruto had reverted to his old self.
"I guess we'll just have to wait and see," Lee said after downing his root bear.
"Yeah," Naruto shrugged his shoulders and took another bite, "But there is no way Sasuke is going to kiss me. I'd punch his face if he ever got that close."
"I'm going to go take a leak," Kiba said suddenly, his chair scraping against the tiled floor as he stood.
Naruto looked at Lee when Kiba had disappeared from sight, "Is it just me, or is he acting strange?"
"It's just you," Lee said quickly and shoved his pizza into his mouth before Naruto could ask him any more questions. The blonde sighed, twirling the straw in his cup of coke. He didn't know why, but he was feeling a little anxious. What that psychic had said really unsettled him. He shook his head to clear it of the racing thoughts and took a sip of his coke.
Kiba gripped his cell phone tightly, listening to the ringing on the other line. He paced inside the bathroom, praying Shikamaru would for once pick up the house phone. After the seventh ring, Kiba finally heard a click.
"Hello?"
"Shikamaru!" Kiba nearly yelled into the phone.
"Kiba?" Shikamaru's voice asked questioningly.
"Yeah," Kiba answered hastily, "Listen, we have a real big problem."
"What else is new?" he head Shikamaru respond. Kiba heard some rustling before Shikamaru spoke again, "All right. You're on speaker. Everyone's here so just let it out."
"Okay," Kiba took a deep breath, "Lee and me took Naruto to see the psychic, remember I told you? Well, she screwed up. She said that Sasuke was going to kiss him in ten days!"
Kiba heard curses shouted through the phone, "That stupid psychic misinterpreted what I told her! She thought Sasuke knew about his fucking feelings and that it was only Naruto who was oblivious! And to top it all off, I had to fucking pay over a hundred dollars!"
"Damn it, Kiba!" Shikamaru said.
"That's the day of the rally," he heard Neji state.
"Hm," Kiba heard Shikamaru say, "Alright. Kiba, keep Naruto out while we think of a way to fix up your screw up."
"Hey," Kiba growled, "It wasn't my fault!"
"Whatever," Shikamaru responded, "Man, this is so troublesome."
Kiba heard the phone click. He pulled the cell phone away from his ear and sighed. He didn't know about this. He was all for Naruto being happy, but it didn't seem that the blonde wanted anything to do with Sasuke. Maybe Shikamaru was wrong. What if Naruto really didn't like the Uchiha, and they were all forcing him into these situations?
He didn't know why, but for some reason…he didn't want Naruto to kiss Sasuke. Kiba shook his head and slapped his cheeks to clear his head. What was he thinking? Ugh, stupid brain coming up with random shit like that. Of course Shikamaru was right. Never had he ever seen his friend make a wrong prediction. If he said Naruto really did like the Uchiha, that damned well meant that Naruto liked the Uchiha. Kiba looked at himself in the mirror and grinned, yeah no sweat. He flung the bathroom door open and went to join Naruto and Lee. His pizza was getting cold.
This concludes chapter 4! Hope you guys liked it!
Now a word from our guest speaker…LEE!
"Hello, everyone!" Lee waives his hand enthusiastically as he looks around the room, wondering exactly to whom he may be talking to, "My name is Lee! I am a friend of Naruto and Sasuke!"
"Yes, Lee," author says, "They know that."
"Oh," Lee looks at the floor sheepishly, "Well, you know about our problem, right?"
Author nods head, wondering if Lee was dropped on his head as a child.
"I don't know how it will be possible to make Naruto and Sasuke share a youthful kiss," Lee said sadly, "My mind is at a loss. I hope Neji, my rival, can think of something. He has always been better at these things. I am good at public speaking," Lee said proudly, "That's why I'm a Speech professor!"
"Wonderful, Lee," author sighs, "Can you please get to the point?"
"Oh," Lee blushed crimson, "Review my youthful friends! Your hearty comments make this author here very happy! Please continue to embark into the depths of your souls to pull out wonderful words of encouragement to help this author on the path of writing. Your dedication to our heart-wrenching story is what compels us and keeps us living day after day. Youth cannot be-"
"Thank you very much, Lee" author interrupts the wide-eyed boy before he can summon a migraine, "Why don't you get back to Kiba and Naruto before they notice you're gone?"
"Right!" Lee flashes a smile and sticks out his thumb, "Secrets are my specialty!"
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