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Order And Chaos

More Like Reluctant Acquaintances

"You are not going like that."

His tone is flat, unrelenting, as he stares at the male before him. They are standing outside, in the dark, beside Sasuke's BMW where he had screeched it to a halt in the street and honked his horn for the other to come down.

Even so, with the shadows of night creeping along the sidewalk and enveloping the slender male in darkness, Sasuke can still make him out clearly enough, and he is not exactly impressed.

Dark red hair, wild and styled to seem as if he has just crawled out of bed falls over his pale forehead, reaching down the back of his neck to tickle at the collar of his black Slipknot T-shirt. A red long sleeved shirt rests underneath, though the sleeves are pushed up over his elbows to reveal his equally as pale arms that are only accentuated by a dark black bracer over his wrist.

Dark black jeans hug his slender hips, plowing down to fall over his black shoes. All of this Sasuke could probably overlook, but there are a few things that he cannot. Such as what looks like a bike chain looped twice around the male's small neck.

Or maybe it's the ears lined all the way up with small silver hoops and studs. Or perhaps it's the hoop ring hugging the middle of the male's lower lip. It could even be the red tattoo proudly displayed over his eye where his eyebrow sports two small hoop rings.

All of this is a possibility. But in reality, Sasuke knows it's because of the dark eyeliner thickly lining the males eyes, which cannot be described accurately as green or blue, but a mixture of both, sometimes melting into almost grey.

Despite his disapproving words and the wrinkled nose he is sure he is directing at him, the other male simply stares with that blank, almost haunted look, as if to say he can care less what Sasuke says or does. Which is exactly what the male is thinking.

So, giving in to the other male, Sasuke shakes his head and maneuvers himself back into the driver's seat, watching with thin lined lips as the red head moves around and slips into the passengers seat, not even bothering with a seat belt. But of course, neither does Sasuke.

He floors the gas pedal again, swinging the car out into the lane of oncoming traffic, ignoring the honks of the angry driver who he cuts off.

Finally, after a few moments of silence, the red head speaks, his voice slow and languid and eerily blank. "Where are we going?"

That's right. Sasuke slants his eyes sidelong to take in the red head beside him, taking in his appearance once more before moodily turning his eyes back to the road and swinging a hard left around a corner. He hadn't told him when he had called.

"There's this new club I want to check out." And that's all he offers, but the other male takes the answer into stride. He doesn't nod, doesn't say anything else, but the slow blink is all of the acceptance that Sasuke needs. Of course, he really should be used to the male's silence by now, having to always work with him, but Sasuke himself cannot grasp where Itachi had dug the red head up from.

It takes less than ten minutes from the other male's place to reach the large parking garage where Sasuke guides his car into an empty space at the very top, away from every one else. He slides out of his car and slams his door, his jaw clenching as he gazes around the empty top floor of the garage.

He doesn't even hear the other male get out of the car, let alone walk around it. So when he turns to look over his shoulder to hurry him up, he has to keep himself from jumping to find the male standing two feet from him, that blank stare focused on Sasuke's own head.

Sasuke takes a deep breath and motions for them to walk towards the elevator, already speaking as he stuffs his hands in his front pockets.

"Just remember. This isn't a job. Don't hurt anyone."

He presses his elbow against the elevator button, watching as the numbers change slowly as it climbs to their level. He steps inside after it dings and the doors open, turning to hold the door open as he narrows his eyes a fraction of a hair, taking in the man's expressionless face as he stands outside the doors.

"And no killing anyone either, Gaara."

A slow blink from Gaara and he moves his arm to allow the man to enter the elevator, closing his eyes as the doors creak shut.

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Again, I know it's somewhat short, and I am terribly sorry, but It will kick up once Naru and Sasu meet. :) Luff you all.