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Warning: In this chapter, there will be some very light boyxboy action…ah! –gets glomped by fangirls- haha…that anxious huh?
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Positive Punishment: Kakashi style!
Warm. You wouldn't think the bastard would be warm, but he is, especially since we were underneath a pile of blankets. I shifted a bit, my body shivering when something pulled me back into my new found heat source. Oh, and did I mention that thing was attached to Sasuke? As if sleeping next to him wasn't embarrassing enough, Sasuke had to be a…a cuddler. I knew all that pent up emotion had to go somewhere! But why did I have to be the victim of his outbursts of affection? Gah, I just said affection. It wasn't like Sasuke even knew what he was doing, and I'm not sure getting snuggled with when the attacker is unconscious can really be considered affection. Well, maybe it could. My brain never did work so well when Sasuke was this close to me. And now with his arm around me, the idea of just wearing button up shirts to bed would be useless. Now I was gonna have to make sure I peed before I slept, too. I'm sure that Sasuke wouldn't be happy with me waking him to take a leak.
Crap. I was talking like this was going to continue! And it was definitely not going to keep occurring. I was not going to be molested anymore! And if not for the secure grip around my waist, I would have so slipped out of his arms and ran for the door. Unfortunately, sleeping Sasuke didn't want a repeat of heat loss from the day before. This time, he had his arm practically latched to my hip. All attempts of escape so far had been futile. I let out a weak sigh and closed my eyes, which before had been focused on the snow that continued to drift down past my window. Seriously, what was with this storm? Didn't the weather dude say it was going to be sunny and bright? Yea, and pigs were flying past my window screaming for me to…to…ah.
Sorry, my train of thought got derailed by the warm breathing against my ear. Seriously, this kid was starting to reek of sexual tension. I shifted, but that only made me bite my lip to keep myself from gasping. Soft lips brushed the sensitive nerves on the shell of my ear, and it certainly aroused interest from my body. Oh god, this wasn't happening. I closed my eyes and prayed to any god that would listen in order to keep my suddenly (and I mean, two second flip) awake body from reacting. But wouldn't that just be boring? Another soft brush and heavy breath into my ear earned me several twitches of arousal inside of my stomach. Well, maybe a little south of that particular area, but I'd rather not admit to that mentally. Since he was an Uchiha, he had to continue to be an ass even while he slept. So it shouldn't have been a surprise that he continued to torment my appendage with his hot breathing and swipes of his mouth.
"Sa-Sasuke…" My eyes shot open in panic. I did not just moan his name…did I?! I could already tell I was blushing. This was just a really bad dream. It had to be. Because I was Uzumaki Naruto, and he was Uchiha Sasuke…doesn't anyone see the problem here? Well apparently my body didn't. My hips jerked back while I arched a bit, fighting to keep my eyes from closing again. No way, closing eyes meant heightened touch senses. And that last thing I needed was to get a complete hard-on.
Except, oddly enough, I wasn't the only one who seemed to be having that issue. Now, I may not be the smartest guy in the world, but I sure as hell knew what I felt against my ass. No wonder Sasuke was so fucking cuddly! He was having some weird ass dream that was getting him hard! Part of me was sympathetic I guess. It pretty much sucked to get a wet dream when somebody else was in the area. Especially Kiba, since he wouldn't let you live it down until you beat the crap out of him. And I was guessing it would be even more embarrassing for someone like Sasuke. The guy barely let an eyelash fall out of place, never mind lose control of his dick. I shivered a bit after the mentioned part pressed against me again. I almost gasped out when I felt my own arousal harden at the touch. What was going on with me?! Sure, I was a horny teenage guy who would streak around the school for a decent blow job. But Jesus, this was Sasuke!
Yea, and Sasuke's hand was complete ice compared to my steaming skin. I leaned my head back at the sensual touch. Damnit we needed to glue our shirts down! Because my back and his chest had made way too much contact in the past 24 hours. I squirmed, and I wasn't sure if it was the idea of being trapped or how disgustingly good his fingers trailed against my stomach. Alright, so the bastard wasn't a eunuch like I thought. In fact, from what I could tell he was extremely well off. Then again, he was 'perfect', so I guess his body had to be too…okay, enough thinking about that! I had to get away before Sasuke's weird ass dream became a reality. And I was certainly not excited about that. I wasn't!
My panic rose when I realized something horrible. Sasuke was waking up. And knowing the asshole, having his hand shoved up my shirt and snuggling into me was not going to end up pretty. I shoved my lip between my teeth when his incoherent mumble vibrated against my ear. Okay, note to self. Do not let temes near my ears. Really strange reactions happen, like the shivering of excitement I was currently experiencing. Using his arm to grip to sanity, I struggled to pull it hard enough to get it away from my waist without actually jerking him awake. I didn't dare breathe while I worked on my assignment, and oddly the mission impossible music ran through my head.
I freed myself of his grasp and rolled, too excited about getting away from the clutching Uchiha to notice the edge of the bed.
"Ouch! God damnit!!" I grabbed my head after it hit the floor, rolling around in pain. Why did they make floors so hard anyways? Why couldn't they make them into mattresses so we didn't have this problem?! I continued to whine as I tossed and turned.
"What are you doing?" I peeked an eye open once I slowed my rolling. The bastard was staring down at me in a half open gaze. I could tell he was still struggling to wake up when he yawned and leaned onto his elbow. Grumbling as I sat up, I glared over to him and continued to rub my head.
"This is all your fault! If you didn't—" I stopped in my tracks, my eyes widening a bit in shock. Crap, I almost just let that slip didn't I? He arched an eyebrow, proving that even half asleep Sasuke was a jerk. Throwing my hands up in front of me, I waved them as if to dispel the sentence I was saying. "Nothing, never mind."
"Why are you on the floor?"
"Uh…you…kicked me! Yeah!" The brow stayed arched.
"Kicked you?"
"In your sleep. I was just minding my own damn business and then you kicked me out of the bed. I always knew you were a jackass! With a kick like that, we should strap a saddle on your back and ride you through Mexico." He scoffed at my comment, and I mentally cheered at the ability to bullshit my way through our conversation.
"Don't sleep so close then." My eye twitched as I forced myself not to blab about the fact that I wasn't the cuddler.
"Teme."
"Dobe." We stared at each other for a few seconds before turning away in a discomfort I couldn't understand. Sure, things had gotten a little weird….okay, really weird. In fact, I still hadn't calmed down yet. As if it would help, I glared down at my lap. Nope, no good. I needed a cool shower and maybe a long mental talk about why my body decided that now would be a good time to 'wake up'. But I'd have to wait until the bastard left before I could do that.
"When are you leaving?" Hopefully soon. I only looked up when he didn't answer. He seemed distracted by something behind me, and I looked back to see the snow had picked up again.
"Whenever that stops. My car is probably snowed in." Damnit, not what I wanted to hear. I knew his look was only a reaction to the growl I let out. Ignoring him, I moved out of my room and down the stairs. I shoved my bare feet into my shoes, passing on the thought of grabbing a coat. Eh, I was only going out to see how snowed in he was. Slipping my way down the walkway, I nearly tripped over myself when I saw just how much snow was piled behind him. God damnit!! I glared up at the sky, silently wondering what I had done to deserve this. The loud noise of a truck caught my interest, and instantly perked at the snow plow that was coming toward my house.
"Hey! Hey you!" I ran to the side of the plow, waving for him to notice me. It was only when I got to his door that I realized it was the same jerk who had plowed my car in. I narrowed my eyes and instantly turned the wave into a fist. "You're the jerk who pushed all that damn snow into my driveway!"
"So?" He really wanted to die, didn't he?
"Well go plow my driveway. Isn't that your job?!" He laughed, but not a nice 'okay buddy, because you're so handsome and amazing'. No, it was a 'get real' laugh.
"I'm not paid to do any citizen's property. I only have to clear the streets."
"I can't even get on the damn street thanks to your stupid plow!"
"Well then I guess you should get a plow to take care of that."
"You bastard!" But he ignored my anger and continued to drive down the street. I was persistent in my need to shout and jump on the neatly paved road, but he didn't seem to care while he drove out of my sight. Alright, if he wasn't going to do it, I'd shovel the damn car out. Because there was no way I was going to waste my entire day with Sasuke. I pushed myself back into the house, not caring I was dragging water through the hall when I slid back into my room. Sasuke was still in the bed, wrapped in our blankets. Uh…my blankets. Not ours.
I blinked while I watched him stare down at his hands, fingers experimentally curling into his palms and back out again. It was strange really. He almost looked like he was searching for something. I moved closer to him, and the shuffling of my shoe must have brought him back to reality. He looked up at me, and I froze in my spot at the strange look that passed through his eyes. Why did he look so…confused? Uchiha Sasuke wasn't allowed to be confused. Confusion showed weakness to Sasuke, I could tell by the repugnant stares I got whenever I asked a question. But here he was, almost seeming to look at me for an answer in my gaze. My hands clenched at my sides when I felt my stomach jerk.
"Sasuke…"
"Hn." Immediately the look was gone, and switched out for a cold glare. I blew out an aggravated breath at how easily his mood changed.
"Fine, whatever." I shoved past the unwanted feelings and moved to my closet, starting to throw out clothes. I shrugged off my shirt and dropped it onto the ground, shivering a bit at the loss of heat.
"What are you doing?" His voice was sharp enough to make me jump. I turned to him when I had grabbed the clothes I needed, walking over and dropping them onto the edge of the bed.
"We're going to shovel you out," I replied, starting to wiggle out of my sleep pants. I continued to speak while I dropped them to the ground. "Otherwise you're going to be stuck here all day. The fucking plow guy seriously has some sick pleasure in trapping me in this house."
"Do you normally strip in front of your guests?" I blinked once before looking down at myself. I grinned and slapped my stomach, which jumped at the attention.
"Not like I got anything to hide. Especially from a bastard like you." I laughed at my own joke while I tugged my pants up my legs. Hopping a bit to get them completely up, I looked to him and nodded to the extra pair of clothes I had. "You should fit in those. But if you stretch any of my clothes, I'll make you buy me some more."
"Idiot." But he started to change while he spoke. My eyes darted away from him, scowling at the wall next to us. Like I really wanted to look at his ugly body. I nodded to assure myself before grabbing my shirt, sliding it over my head. He was probably lanky anyways. I almost blushed when my conscious flashed back to the hard sensation that had been pressed to my back that morning. Alright, so he wasn't that bad. "You done?"
"Uh, yea." I looked back to him, and almost grinned at the grimace he wore. Normally, Sasuke would not be caught dead in my laid back style, but I doubted he wanted to get his clothes wet and muddy with the shoveling. Plus, it wasn't like he looked ugly in them. In fact, he kinda looked…good.
"You look more stupid than normal, dobe." Now if only I could shut his mouth. I glared at him and moved out of the room. He followed me to the closet I had ignored before, tossing on my coat. I waited for him to finish getting his jacket before moving back into the snowstorm. Easily I dug through my garage to get my shovels. I always made sure I had two so that gramps couldn't get out of shoveling. And don't think for a minute that Jiraiya was weak, because he was healthier than half the kids in my school. But whenever snow came around, he suddenly got 'sick'. Yeah, right.
"Let's just get you out of here before I bury you in the snow," I muttered, trying not to throw my shovel of snow onto his head at the smirk I got.
"You could try."
"You're lucky I don't." I gave a huff of white smoke before I started to dig out the back of his car. The sooner I got done with this, the sooner the idiot could go home. Sure, he had to come back later, but that didn't stop him from giving me a few hours of rest. Most of our work was done in silence for the first half of the shoveling, mainly because I was too focused to speak. 99% of the time, I didn't concentrate when it came to work. But when I had a goal, nothing was going to stop me! Especially not some dumb frozen rain.
"Sasuke-kun! Naruto!" I swear I felt my ear twitch at the melodious voice that shifted through the air. Instantly I stopped in my shoveling to turn to face a glowing teenage girl that came running toward us. I grinned when I saw her soft pink hair shift into her face, which she brushed back and smiled. Stopping in front of us, the shorter girl looked on us with beautiful green eyes that seemed to sparkle in curiosity and excitement. Haruno Sakura was gorgeous.
"Sakura-chan!" She glanced to me at my excited hello, her lips scowling a bit.
"I told you to stop calling me that. I'm just Sakura you idiot." I grinned despite her words, moving forward to continue our talk. Sasuke didn't seem to pay attention to us and continued his shoveling around the car. Her eyes stayed on him, making me wince a bit. It was painfully obvious where her interests were, but it didn't stop me from trying. Guess I'm a sucker for punishment.
"What are you doing at my house? Did you miss me that much?" She rolled her eyes and glanced behind her, and it was only then I saw Ino casually walking toward us.
"No way. Ino just wanted to go grab some hot chocolate from the store. And then I saw you two and I wanted to come say hi. So what are you two doing anyways?"
"We're trying to get the teme's car out from the snow so he can go home already," I said, slightly glaring at the guy that Sakura kept looking to. Seriously, what did Sasuke have that I didn't?
"Ah yes, day three of your imprisonment." I laughed and looked up to Ino, who nodded to Sasuke in greeting before turning back to me. "I see that you're both still alive. That's great!"
"Huh? Why?" I asked, blinking. A mischievous smile came onto her face as she tried to innocently shrug.
"Ino's got a bet with Kiba that says you two wouldn't be alive on Monday." I nearly fell over in the snow at Sakura's words. My eye twitching, I glared over to Ino, who already had her hands up in a peace symbol.
"I bet for your survival you know! I knew that you two weren't going to risk going to jail for each other."
"That's not the point! You bet on me like a horse!" I felt my anger grow when she leaned forward, pinching my cheek.
"But at least you're a cute horse, right?"
"Gah I'm going to dunk your head into the snow!" She screamed and ran away as I chased her around the yard, completely forgetting about the car. Sasuke was practically done anyways, since he was anti-social and didn't stop to chat. From the corner of my eye I could see Sakura trying to start a conversation with the silent guy. I felt my hands clench and turned back to the issue at hand. Well, at least pouring snow down Ino's shirt made some of the anger go away. I laughed at the completely frantic look she had while trying to shake the snow out of her shirt, but her jacket must have got in the way.
"Uzumaki! I'm going to hurt you so bad!" It only made the laughter come out harder than before. Whenever she used my last name, it meant I had done something pretty ingenious. Well, for her it meant 'troublesome'. Oh, speaking of that…
"Hey Ino? How'd your date go?" She instantly froze up, and it wasn't because of the snow. I blinked and tilted my head as she turned to me, a look of sadness filling her features. Aw damnit, something went wrong. "What happened?"
"Shikamaru came into the restaurant me and Sai were at."
"Isn't that what you wanted? I mean, him coming all the way to where you are just to stop your date is a pretty possessive thing." She shook her head and sighed, walking toward me with almost a defeated gait.
"He came with Temari, that girl from our science class. They too were on a date." I winced a bit when she answered me, and her shoulders slumped even lower. The plan had not only backfired, but blew up the entire gun it was in. "They looked really good together Naruto. Like…really good. They seemed like they were having a lot of fun and everything."
"Did Shika actually stay awake? Because then I'd have to go check on his health condition." Alright, so heartache plus humor did not turn out good. I sighed and moved forward, trying to make Ino's frown go away with a wave of my hand. "Don't worry about her, Ino. She's got nothing on you. Besides, I'm sure that Shikamaru was feeling the same way you are when he saw that guy at your table. And let me tell you, a cute girl like you being taken out by other men will not sit well with his jealous side. I'm sure he'll be bugging me on Monday about it."
"You really think so?" She stared up at me with such hope, I had to nod.
"Don't even worry about it! That lazy ass will have you out on a date in no time!" She giggled at my optimistic goal, which made me relax. I hated seeing the people I cared about upset. They were practically my family, and I owed them a lot of my sanity. So if there was a way I could make them happy, I was going to do it.
"Hopefully I'll have better luck than Sakura over there." I looked up to see the upset look Sakura held while Sasuke brushed the snow from his hood. I couldn't help but grin in my own pathetic way. Yeah, it hurt to see her upset, but it gave me hope that maybe she'd start to like me instead. I blinked once when the image of me and Sakura dating went through my head. Normally my stomach would flip around or my heart would practically burst in excitement when I thought of us together. She was everything I could dream of! Pretty, smart, independent, she was all of that. But now as I stared at her in the snow, my heart continued down its normal beating path, and my stomach only grumbled in hunger. I almost felt empty.
"Naruto? Naruto!" I shook my head and focused back on Sakura, who now had moved from the side of the car and was standing in front of me. When the heck did she get over here? Was I really that out of it?
"Sorry Sakura, what did you want?" She seemed surprised by something, but I couldn't figure out what it was. It seemed to take her a moment to recover.
"Oh, uh…oh! Can I talk to you?" I grinned because it was natural, and maybe not so much that I actually felt excited. Still I nodded, even when Ino sent me a warning glance. If it was enough to make her pull away from her precious Sasuke, it must be important. And nobody was going to deter me from finding out.
"Sure! What's up?" She seemed to become suddenly embarrassed, which was completely different for the violent girl. Normally she only got like this around Sasuke, and so it made a part of me wonder if she was starting to jump ship. Wait, when did that part get so…small?
"Well…I was wondering if there were any good movies out that you were interested in?" No way. Was Sakura asking me, Uzumaki Naruto, on a date? There was just no way! I felt that same small part of me jump in excitement. Sakura actually wanted to go with me! Not Sasuke!
"Well yea, there are tons of movies I wanna see. But in the theatres right now, I wanna check out the new 'Friday the 13th' movie soon. I heard it's supposed to be wicked scary." I could already feel my knees tremble when I said that. Okay, fun fact about me. I hate scary stories. So knowing that some guy with a screwed up hockey mask was running loose in some movie wasn't exactly what I considered fun. Still, seeing her excitement made it almost worth the terror in my stomach.
"Really?"
"Chyeah! And I bet I could kill Jason off if I was in the damn movie." Lying to impress a girl is always nice…
"Do you think Sasuke would like that movie?" I stopped in my thoughts of how quickly Jason would kill me when my stomach suddenly dropped. Why was she bringing Sasuke into this?
"Uh…maybe. Why?" The question was stupid. I knew it, because I could see by the deepening of her blush what my answer was. It was practically chocking me by the time she responded.
"Well I wanted to see if he wanted to go to the movies with me, but I didn't want to suggest a movie that he would dislike. And since you've been learning about what he likes, I thought that you'd know better than anyone what he'd want to see." I stared at her in shock, and it took all of my strength to keep my jaw from dropping. She just wanted to know for Sasuke? She used me? Granted, I knew Sakura wasn't trying to be mean. All she wanted was the same thing I wanted; the person I liked to notice me. But still, it hurt a lot. I swallowed over the lump in my throat at the idea of Sakura trying to get Sasuke on a date with her.
Only, I wasn't really sure what I felt. I looked over to Sasuke, who was almost done with the cleaning of his car. Shouldn't I be mad at him for trying to steal Sakura away? Well, he didn't really try, more like it just happened without his consent. But still, most of the time the guy got mad at the other guy for taking their lover away. I was supposed to go over there, shove Sasuke into the car, and yell at him for making Sakura want him. So then, why did I feel myself glaring at Sakura from the corner of my eye? Sakura was my friend, and the girl I had been crushing on for years. Why would her going with Sasuke make me feel envious…of her?
I didn't want to think about it anymore. Instead, I pushed myself to follow the rules of the storyline that had been placed in front of me. I moved to Sasuke, despite Ino's calls of my name, and shoved him hard. He wasn't expecting the hit, because he stumbled back a few steps before regaining his footing. One glare told me that a fight was easily going to be started.
"You better have a reason for touching me, dobe." He spoke with such authority, that I couldn't wait to raise my fist and smash it across his face. The two of us fell to the ground, Sasuke kicking me off of him before starting his own attack. He managed to catch my cheek and temple before I lunged forward and smashed his forehead with my own. The attack stunned him, and I took the opportunity to knee him hard in the stomach. Luckily neither of us had eaten, because I was pretty sure that would have made him cough up his breakfast. My elbows were scratched from the now shoveled tar, but I didn't care about the blood as I tackled Sasuke into the side of his car. I grabbed his throat and moved to punch him, but he easily caught my fist and used the connection to yank me forward while his foot shot straight into my stomach. Fuck that hurt, but I barely winced because I wanted to show I wasn't weak. We were both panting a bit, the cold air burning the inside of my lungs. My hand was still bruising around his throat, but I knew he could breath. His foot had lessened on my stomach, and yet still the pain was there. We stared intensely at each other, as if waiting for the next move to start up our fight again.
Normally I felt a thrill of fighting with Sasuke because of how good he was. I sometimes liked to fight with him. We never really did too much damage. The one time I had knocked him out had been scary. Seeing Sasuke lay limp like that while blood trickled from his mouth sent me into a panic mode. Immediately I had brought him to the nurse's office, and didn't even care that I got three weeks of detention for the attack. I just wanted to know that Sasuke really was going to be okay, and that I really hadn't taken it too far. As soon as I saw his eyes start to open, I had left the room. I still hadn't told him I sat with him the entire day.
I shouldn't have felt embarrassed about my need to check his status. Really, I didn't have to run, since Sasuke had stayed with me when he accidentally sprained my wrist. For once, Sasuke hadn't meant to hurt me, but my squirming and jerky motions caused my wrist twist in a way that made it completely useless for a week. Sasuke had demanded I went to the nurse, simply saying, "like you need another part of you not to work, dobe". Sure, he had insulted my intelligence again. And yea, I guess the glares were pretty obvious in his distaste of me. But he had missed his last class while I got looked at. Even though we fought the entire time I was getting my wrist secured, I had to admit it felt nice to know that we never wanted to actually maim each other.
This time was different. I still didn't want to kill him. In fact, I almost didn't want to fight him. The only reason why I had thrown the first punch was because I thought I had to. I mean, he was taking Sakura away from me! I had to try and fight back, didn't I? This was probably the only time I had a reason to actually go after the bastard, and yet I didn't feel proud of the bruise forming on his face. There was no satisfaction at how my hand grabbed his neck, or how I had managed to escape his earlier hold. It just felt empty again, and Sasuke could tell.
"Why are you fighting me?" It basically made it clear. Neither one of us knew why we were fighting. I felt my grip drop away from his neck the moment his mouth opened. My glare was weak, despite how hard I tried to get it to stick. I wasn't mad at Sasuke. He wasn't who I was angry with. The thought made me push off of him and stand. I waited until he rose as well before I spoke.
"Your car is brushed off. Leave. And don't come back tonight!" His eyes flashed dangerously at my commands, and I cursed myself for stepping back a bit. Still, his voice was smooth and calm.
"Kakashi told us—"
"I don't give a damn about Kakashi or anyone else right now! Just go away teme! I don't want to see you!" I panted while I stared at him, tightening my fists in preparation to fight again. If he wasn't going to leave, I was going to kick his ass all the way down the damn street.
"Hn." My hands instantly unclenched when he turned from me, walking toward the walkway to my house. Somehow he knew I was going to speak, because he sent a glare back at me. "I'm going to get my keys and change, idiot."
"Oh." I shifted a bit on my feet as he continued to glare at me, the only thing blocking our gazes being the snow that fell between us. A slight guilt ate at my stomach when I realized how harsh I had been. Maybe I didn't need to yell at him like that. I mean, I started the fight, right? Sasuke hadn't really done anything at all. The only reason any of this happened was because of Sakura, who now stood at the edge of the driveway with Ino.
"Naruto, you're bleeding." Ino's soft voice broke the silence, and Sasuke immediately turned his head to walk back to the house again. I placed my fingers against my temple, where somehow the bastard had cut me. Pulling the digits back to stare at the blood, I stayed quiet. I was angry and sad. Completely frustrated, upset... and confused. I was definitely confused. So I didn't speak when Sasuke calmly moved from the house with his stuff. I only stepped back from the driveway when he started to pull out, and I watched him drive off until the white force field of snow made me lose him. Only then did I glance back at the two girls, who had also fallen silent.
"I'm going inside now."
"Naruto…" I stepped back at Sakura's voice. For once, it didn't make me feel anything except anger. But still, Sakura was a good friend of mine, and I didn't want to yell at her when I was this wound up. Instead I laughed, so loud it must have been heard by the entire neighborhood.
"Don't worry about us! We've got like, a two second rebound. We'll be bickering again before you all know it. Well, I'm off! See ya in school tomorrow." I waved to them before jogging up toward my house, my clothes not being the only thing to weigh me down. My thoughts were much heavier, and I couldn't just throw them into the laundry basket. Nor could I scrub them off, which I tried for several minutes in the shower. I sighed and pushed through the steam to dry my body before changing into some sweatpants and a black long sleeved shirt. I wasn't planning on impressing anyone today, so what was the point in wasting jeans? Instead I sat around the house, watching pointless shows and trying to keep my mind off of a certain idiot.
The only thing worse than that day was that night. I growled and jerked my head from the pillow, glaring at the clock that told me it was two am. What the hell was wrong with me? My muscles ached from shoveling, and we had gotten up early enough to make me want to sleep. So why wasn't I going to bed? Apparently my body couldn't understand either, because it continued to make me yawn and close my eyes. Really they were too heavy to stay up, but yet, I couldn't sleep. I had lain in every position I could think of. I tried counting sheep, counting backwards, counting the things I needed to talk about with Kiba and Shikamaru, and counting the reasons I hated counting. I even looked up cures for insomnia after the clock hit three, which apparently was one of the reasons I couldn't sleep. I had no problem chucking it out of the bedroom as soon as I read that clocks can cause a person to stay awake. And for the next couple of days, I tried everything short of Nyquil to get myself to sleep.
"Did a bus run you over on your way here?" But, as you can see by Kiba's oh-so-polite comment, all of it had failed. I grumbled at him while leaning my head on my desk, desperate to find some type of dreamland. It was one of the first times I had made it to school early, since I was awake to hear the alarm go off from the other room. Now that the day had dragged into the final class, I barely had the energy to lift my head.
"I just had trouble sleeping again last night," I answered, instantly jerking my head from the desk to wipe my lips. "Damnit, they cleaned the desks again with that nasty tasting stuff."
"That's because it's not a snack." I rolled my eyes to glance at Shikamaru. Like he could talk.
"You've practically made an indent into your desk because of all the sleeping you do."
"Yea, but I don't put my mouth on it."
"A small miscalculation on my part."
"Wow, you know big words like that? I'm impressed, Kit." I growled as Kiba grabbed my scratched cheek, pulling it. Damnit, why was everyone picking on me today? I reached behind me to make sure nobody had put a 'pick on me' sign on my back. When I felt nothing, I glared to my 'friends' and leaned my head back onto the desk.
"It's been three days since I've gotten more than two hours of sleep. I'm going to go crazy!" Shikamaru sighed loudly next to me, and I could hear him slouching to rest on his arm.
"Another thing you can ask the therapist about today."
"Like I really want his help. He'll make me do some damn test that means absolutely nothing! Like, look at this." I pulled my bag closer to me to pull out the folder of stupid tests Kakashi made us do. Flipping to the last page, I skimmed the questions before picking my selection. "Okay, it says to pick one of these five colors. And this one asks if I prefer dogs or cats. What the hell does that have to do with anything?!"
"Well, maybe it's to get you to open up about your feelings," Kiba said, smirking while I glared at him. Lack of sleep and Kiba added together was making a deadly combination. The only thing that saved him was the bell that ran through the room. I sighed and closed the folder, the three of us heading out of the class. Dog-breath got to keep his life for another day. "So Shika, I saw you chatting it up with Temari in the hall today."
"Yeah." I stayed quiet and stared ahead of me, trying to keep my mouth from opening, but it was hard, especially knowing how much Ino liked Shikamaru. "Had to pick another day to work on our project."
"Project?" I asked, looking over to him. He nodded once and stretched his arms over his head. "But we didn't have a project in history, did we?"
"Nope. She's in my literature class too. Some dumb thing about American playwrights who changed literature." My eyes widened a bit in shock and excitement. Did that mean…
"So you didn't go on a date with her Saturday?"
"Nah, she's pretty cool though. Just kind of…"He paused next to his car before shrugging, "demanding."
"So what? You're best friend is like a dictator in a skirt. An especially cute skirt I might add." I glared to Kiba and hit him in the back of the head, only barely catching the slight narrowing of Shika's eyes on dog boy. "Aw come on Naruto, you've gotta admit that Ino's hot."
"Since I value my life, I ain't saying a word. Besides, I've got a therapist to go yell at." I managed to grin despite the feeling of dread that I was getting. Something was definitely going to go bad. Not only did I skip the last question on the second quiz, made Sasuke not come back on Sunday, and beat the crap out of the bastard in my driveway, me and Sasuke hadn't spoken since the fight. And honestly, I was surprised that we didn't get our asses chewed and then kicked out of the school by Tsunade. Maybe Kakashi realized we weren't that bad? Haha…ha.
"See ya when I see ya." Shikamaru barely lifted a hand before moving into his car, Kiba following suit. I watch the two drive off before starting my own trip to the therapist. I hit some traffic (how I hit traffic during a five minute ride I'll never get) and ended up coming a bit later than I planned to. Even with the ten minute lapse, Kakashi was still late. He came into the office a couple minutes after me, which I was thankful for. The silence that was between me and Sasuke was very annoying.
"Oh, so I see you two are back to this again." And apparently, very obvious. Kakashi shrugged and started to pull off his jacked, leaving his finger gloves on. He sat on the edge of the desk, looking between us with the same smile as last week. Seriously, this guy was creepy. "And how did our little experiment go?"
"Hn." Apparently Sasuke was going to be a real help today. I rolled my eyes and glared at the wall on the opposite side of the room, also remaining quiet.
"Well, it seems that something happened by the obvious tenseness in both of your bodies. I'm guessing it was straining toward your relationship." Why did he keep calling it that? I was seriously getting pissed off. Well, that, and the fact I was only keeping myself from passing out because I drank three cans of coke before I came here.
"The dobe didn't even last three days."
"You cop-out! " I shouted, growling over at him. If he cared he didn't show it, instead looking up to Kakashi and crossing his arms.
"We did get the paperwork you required done. I'm guessing that is more important than the assignment." He talked like a god damn adult. Seriously, I wanted to squeeze his neck until his head popped off. Maybe then he'd lose some of that hot air between his ears. But I refrained when Kakashi held his hands out, obviously wanting to see the proof in our words. Still glaring at Sasuke, I handed the file over only after he did.
"Yes Sasuke, the questionnaires were important. For now, however, I'm more interested in why the third night didn't happen." He closed his eyes and continued to smile in a way that made me relax a bit. Alright, so he wasn't going to kill us. The first hurdle was done and over with. Feeling slightly risky, I opened my mouth to answer.
"We got into a fight, and I told him to get the hell out of my house." I don't know where he pulled it from, but suddenly a notebook was on the older man's lap while he wrote down what I said.
"And how did that happen?"
"The idiot punched me."
"It-It wasn't my fault though! The teme started it!" He looked at me as if I had just grown two heads.
"I was shoveling out my car."
"Doesn't matter, you started it."
"How?"
"Because you're a friggen jerk, that's how!" I crossed my arm at the logic that seemed perfectly reasonable in my head. I could tell that even Sasuke was having trouble keeping his anger in check by the very faint twitch of his eye.
"Dobe."
"Teme! If you weren't so fucking popular, then maybe I wouldn't have to beat the crap out of you!" Oh damnit, I let the cat out of the bag. I tried to recover, but my mind instantly went blank. It was the opportunity that Kakashi had been waiting for.
"Sasuke, does this involve another person?"
"I don't know. I'd tell you to ask him, but his brain is probably frying from all the words he just spoke." Was it just me, or was Sasuke pretty damn crabby today? Losing the urge to kill him, I moved to sit on my knees as I leaned over the side of my chair to look at his face. Sure enough, the perfect skin was botched by two small black rings under Sasuke's eyes.
"Ha! You haven't been sleeping!" Sasuke blinked once and turned his head to me. It was only then I realized how close we truly were, and unwillingly my cheeks started to flush.
"You don't look too good either, dobe." How had I missed the tired tone in his voice? Seriously, it was practically screaming 'I haven't slept in forever'.
"Now this is an interesting dilemma." We both jerked back to see Kakashi chuckling lowly while staring at us. How he managed to keep both of our gazes was a complete mystery to me. And really kind of creepy. "You two didn't…and this is only an educated guess…sleep next to each other, did you? Because sometimes a person becomes physically and mentally accustomed to sleeping next to someone, and their absence causes a lack of sleep."
"It wasn't like that!" I shouted, glancing between Sasuke and Kakashi. One smiled while the other glared, and I'm guessing you can connect the dots without my help.
"He didn't have the proper sleeping space." Kakashi didn't seem quite so convinced.
"Does he not own a couch?" I actually laughed at his absurd statement.
"Like an Uchiha would ever sleep on a couch."
"If you had the choice of eating a piece of bruised fruit, or fruit with a worm in it, which would you choose?" I stopped at his statement, knowing he was playing one of those weird mind games with me again.
"Don't answer that." I instantly shut my mouth at Sasuke's command while the bastard glared at Kakashi. I really wanted to answer, since it seemed obvious. In fact, the only thing that stopped me was the stare down in front of me between the two. It was like watching a tiger and a lion go at each other. But apparently, even Sasuke was no match for the seemingly innocent therapist in front of us.
"My my Sasuke, I've never seen such a protective dominant before, or, at least, not one in a platonic relationship. Maybe my therapy has been paying off toward your friendship? What do you think?"
"I think you should stop playing games, Kakashi."
"I agree. Games are no fun if you're the only one participating. You need another." Again with the stare. Man, these two were not being friendly. In fact, it was starting to make me a bit uncomfortable. Mainly because I had no friggen clue what they were yapping about. What did worms and games have to do with our therapy session? What happened to the happy go lucky idiot that was our therapist? I mean yea, his smile was still there, and there was no deadly tone in his eyes like Sasuke. In fact, he almost seemed to enjoy the encounter. Still, something had shifted in his voice. Even I could tell there was a different air about him. One that made the hair of my arms stand up.
"I hate to burst your weird ass conversation, but I don't plan on staying late today. So can we just look at the damn quizzes and get this thing over with?" Kakashi had no problem tearing his eyes from Sasuke to smile at me. Even that motion seemed weird. I thought the whole idea of being dominant was to keep eye contact? Then why did Kakashi so easily give up that fight?
"My apologies Naruto. Let's look at the second quiz you took, shall we? We'll focus on the other two at our next meeting." I tensed a bit at the sudden reminder of the personality quiz answers. Or rather, the lack of that Kakashi easily found. "So I see that one of the questions wasn't completed."
"We-well yea! Do you honestly expect us to choose who to kiss? That's crazy!" I shouted, glaring while I crossed my arms. Seriously, what was he thinking?
"It's only a question to help your relationship."
"Yeah, if we were gay or something!" And yet still he smiled.
"I'd never assume that, you know. But then again, how are you sure of yourself?" It was at this time I like to think Kakashi lost his mind. Because within seconds he was standing in front of me, barely leaving any space between our faces. My eyes widened in shock and immediately my breathing stopped. It took me a second to realize what he was doing, and I scrambled away from him and onto the top of the cushiony chair. I had to balance my butt a bit on the edge, but it was far better than being that close to Kakashi.
"What the hell was that?! You tried to kiss me!"
"Well, yes. We need to find out the information somehow, don't we? What better way, than to have you kiss one of us, and see how you like it?"
"T-This is against the law! You're going to ge-get sued by Tsunade and me and the teme for sexual harassment!" He laughed as if what I said was a joke. Really, this guy was off of his rocker.
"Tsunade already signed the contract, knowing that my methods of work are a lot more than the average therapist. It's why she picked me you know." He leaned up so his hands rested on the arm rests, coming closer to me. I instinctively swallowed but tried not to pull back. I mean, I had already run once. The practically screamed submissive, didn't it? And here I was trying to prove I could be dominant. Still, anyone would have gotten embarrassed when Kakashi spoke. "Naruto, have you ever experienced a kiss from a male before?"
"I don't have to answer that!" I snapped, glaring. Or, glaring the best I could with a blush the size of mars on my face. I was starting to think I have a rare skin disease that made my cheeks flush.
"Of course not, everything here is optional." Then why was he trying to kiss me?! I wanted to growl and tell him to back off, but I lost all control of the conversation when another voice interrupted us.
"He'd kiss me." Kakashi stared at me for a second longer before turning his head to Sasuke, who was staring directly at Kakashi. He didn't even blink while he spoke. "The idiot is at least six years younger than you, and would feel completely out of place. Because of this he'd automatically become submissive, something he wouldn't accept. I'm his age, where he thinks he has a chance to change the roles. Also, he has known me longer than you. The familiarity is built, whether constructive or destructive. There is no such acquaintance with you. Finally, I'm not a pervert. If he had to kiss me, I'd be able to take it as it was and nothing would change."
I stared at Sasuke in shock. Honestly, there was no other word to describe it. How did Sasuke manage to rattle all of that stuff off the top of his head? Maybe he was smarter than I thought. My cheeks had not lightened in their blush, but probably got worse by the end of his speech. Why was I so nervous about this? Sasuke answered the question for m; I didn't even have to open my mouth. And Kakashi seemed quite pleased, because he pulled back from my chair and moved to sit on his desk again.
"I see some deliberation was done on your part, Sasuke." When Sasuke only glared, Kakashi continued. "And I'll take it that you would prefer to kiss Naruto over myself?"
"If I had to choose." I placed my hand over my stomach, where a slight pain had just flickered. So what if Sasuke didn't really want to kiss me? Didn't he say in the explanation that nothing would change in my eyes if we did kiss? I pushed the ill feelings aside to look back up at Kakashi.
"Then our next assignment won't be any trouble." Okay, I did not like the sound of that. And by the slight tensing Sasuke showed, neither did he. "I've noticed something very crucial in your fighting, and probably most of your relationship. You always refer to each other in an insult or some type of jab. It causes hostility between the two of you, and makes it practically impossible for you to get past the fact that you two are 'rivals' of some sort. If we try to take that factor out, I'm guessing you will see much better improvements."
"That's impossible. No matter what happens, he'll always be a teme!" Kakashi laughed at my reasoning, which irked my immensely. I was making a point, not a stupid joke.
"Which is where positive punishment comes in." I blinked once before tilting my head in confusion.
"Eh?"
"There are two types of punishment which can be used to treat a problem. Negative punishment is when you take away a personal item like a game or a computer. Positive punishment is where you add an aversive stimulus in order to stop a bad habit. Normally it is used in law, like giving parking tickets or certain amounts of years in jail. However, it can also be something small. Like, for instance…a kiss."
"A kiss? How the hell can a ki—"
"No." I jumped a bit and glanced to Sasuke, who had cut me off. I narrowed my eyes a bit at the rude movement.
"Hey! I was talking!" He didn't seem to care as he shook his head once.
"No."
"I see you've figured out your next assignment. Really, you're too smart for me Sasuke," Kakashi said, smiling in spite of how annoyed Sasuke looked. He then turned away from the glare --I know, he's pretty gutsy to ignore Sasuke-- in favor of looking to me. "You next assignment is simple. Every time you call Sasuke a 'teme', or Sasuke calls you a 'dobe', you two will have to invoke the positive punishment. Since these two are your favorite insults, it will deter you from using them, and will eventually put a stop to all name-calling."
"I'm not having him stay at my house again," I said quickly, to which he smiled.
"Understandable. Although, from the look on both of your faces, I'd say your fatigue would argue that idea." Stupid therapist and his stupid analyzing. "But you won't be forced to live with each other. Instead, if one of the insults is said, you will share a kiss."
"A kiss…" My eyes suddenly shot wider as I jumped a bit in my spot. Unfortunately, that caused the top of the chair to move, and I was sent over the edge to the ground. The pain momentarily stunned me, but I was quick to recover and get back to my feet. "A kiss?!"
"Yup." He smiled like he had just said we'd won a million dollars.
"How the hell is that going to help us!?"
"Because, Naruto, it will force you to stop your insulting. I promise you there's nothing more to this. If you two stop insulting, you won't fight. Fighting leads to silence, which is always very uncomfortable for two people. This silence will cause you to communicate, and therefore understand each other better. Do you follow?"
"I…" I hesitated, slowly glancing over to Sasuke. The guy had fallen quiet after Kakashi had started to speak, and it was creeping me out. Why wasn't he fighting with me anymore? Wasn't he completely against this like, two minutes ago? But apparently, something went haywire in his brain because he was silent and staring at the window in the office.
"Is there a problem, Sasuke?" Kakashi asked, cheerful as always. There was a silence in the room as both me and Kakashi waited for his answer.
"No, there…isn't." Maybe the exhaustion was getting to him, because I had never heard Sasuke sound so strange before. His body was completely relaxed, as if Kakashi had not just dropped the biggest bombshell on us. It took a moment for him to realize I was looking at him, but like always he knew what I was thinking. "There's no point in arguing. Either way we'll have to do it."
"And as long as you refrain yourself from insulting on another, you'll have no problems," Kakashi explained, looking to the clock and clapping his hands. "Alright! Well our time is up, but I cannot say this has been a waste. I'm very excited to see how you two deal with your new assignment."
"You're lucky I don't attack you," I muttered, grabbing my sweatshirt while I stormed to the door. I didn't wait for a proper goodbye while I moved; only stopping to shrug on my sweatshirt once the cold became obvious. By the time I had slipped it over my head, Sasuke had made his way out of the office. My hesitation to wait must have been obvious, because he scoffed.
"Keep walking." His command made up my mind.
"Shut up, I can wait if I want." And once he caught up to me, we walked in silence toward the parking lot. I stopped next to my car, leaning against the door while glancing back to Sasuke. He stood in front of me, his normal positioning of his hands shoved into his jeans. Really, why did he stand like that? "Hey Sasuke?"
"Hn." Well, at least he was listening.
"Why did you agree to Kakashi's assignment?" He glanced up at me for a moment of silence before he narrowed his eyes.
"Why haven't you been sleeping?" I felt myself squirm at that. Not wanting the conversation to switch to me, I turned the question around.
"Well…well why haven't you been sleeping?"
"Why didn't you tell Kakashi about Sakura?" I tensed at the name. Out of all of the people I didn't want to talk about Sakura with, Sasuke was number one. So instead, I tried to think of something else to say.
"I'm not jealous of you!" Alright, so that didn't go exactly how I wanted it. He arched a brow while I stumbled through a weak excuse. "I just don't want you with Sakura…I mean, Sakura with you!"
"You're acting weird." He pressed his finger into my forehead, and I growled at the smirk he sent me. So without thought, my mouth went to default.
"Teme!" The shout rang through the air, which became deadly silent afterwards. His finger fell from my forehead immediately, but the proximity of our bodies was close. Instinctively I glanced to his lips before back to his hard glare. Damnit, when had we gotten so close? And why hadn't I noticed it earlier? Apparently my body was completely accepting of his warmth now, and I felt my fingers twitch next to my side. I almost jerked back at the weird urge to touch him, but I thought better of it. My car was behind me, and Sasuke was in front. Either way, I was going to hit something hard.
"You idiot…" He mumbled, leaning a bit closer. My breath hitched a moment before my eyes shut, waiting for the inevitable. So when I felt a rush of coldness swell against the front of me, I opened my gaze to see Sasuke walking away. He didn't bother to look back as he spoke. "Don't mess up again."
I nodded dumbly even though I knew he couldn't see my actions. He moved silently to his car, not sparing me another glance while he drove away. I didn't move until the reality of everything hit me. Fuck, me and Sasuke almost kissed! I scrunched my nose while I moved into my truck, trying to shake the thought out of my head.
But even when I drove home, my erratic heartbeat pounded in my ears.
-Le gasp- Wow! Who knew Kakashi could be so evil?! –looks at all the raised hands- guess…all of you…but I hope that the chapter was fun to read! So Naruto is starting to have mixed feelings, and how will Sakura play into all of this? Will Naruto slip up again, or will…something else happen? –grins- Well you'll just have to see in the next chapter! Review and find out in the fifth installment! –waves- bye till then!