Imagine me without You
0.06
He had always been able to sneak out as he pleased, making an excuse or acting like a ninja in the night. It had never been a problem when he had lived with his aunt and the school had never seemed like a problem to him either. This however, seemed a little trickier than the other moments he had had in his life. How he had winded up at his teachers apartment, he couldn't be all too sure on how it had happened.
He had been happy, being out with his friend per usual and taking a few drinks while they celebrated someone's birthday. He can't remember who, but he had a fun time and pictures were being taken. Sakura must have been there in other words, he can call her later to get the few fun facts and gossip – if it had been any – over a cup of coffee.
The blonde looked around in the dark room, trying to figure out what time it was and dropped his jaw a bit when the answer ended up to be five in the morning.
He had been sleeping, then all of a sudden a phone had been ringing and the bed had shifted. Sasuke had left the room shortly after that, leaving Naruto alone to pounder how the blonde would be able to leave if the other were up running. He could just walk away, but that seemed a bit stupid. It would be best if Sasuke would just return to bed so that the blonde could retreat before the morning sun would come up.
He could always jump out of a window, but that seems a bit too dramatic for his taste.
Naruto jumped at the sound of a door slamming and hugged the sheets. He heard shouting and decided to put his jeans on and get a little bit closer to the living room to see what could be going on. He heard Sasuke's voice that didn't seem all that happy and filled with rainbows, and then another who annoyed the best out of him. He could almost smell the alcohol all the way to where he was standing.
He moved a little bit more to see if he were right and at the sight of Itachi he bit his under lip and clenched his fists. He didn't like that man, not a single time from the first time they had met.
The two brothers were fighting over something; Naruto couldn't guess what since they were speaking in that other language. Japanese perhaps? Sasuke said that he had spent four years in Japan after all.
Next thing the boy saw was a fist colliding to his teachers face, making Sasuke fall down to the floor and cursing out loud. Without thinking, Naruto had rushed to where Itachi was standing and punched the tall man in his face. The oldest collided with a wall and kept himself steady on his two legs, eyes wide at the blonde and mouth gaping. At that moment the blondes mind caught up with him and realized this wasn't the smartest move in the book, he don't even know how he could have let this happened.
"Itachi – I – You shouldn't had –" A hand grabbed Naruto's shoulder and he got pushed back a step, he lowered his head and watched Sasuke's back as the older stood before him.
He heard Itachi laugh.
"Nice Sasuke, real smooth." The boy could her gasping and swallowed laughter, as if Sasuke's brother had gone insane. "After everything – Shit." The door opened and footsteps were heard.
"You always have to make it all about you, don't you?" With the final words, Itachi left with the echo of the door slamming left behind him.
Naruto didn't dare to move, getting himself involved was the worst thing that could've happened. It must have passed at least five minutes before the blonde decided he had to do something to break the ice. He moved to stand before the dark-haired one and reached out to touch the others cheek.
"Let's put something cold on that." The caring had been pointless, he had known that from the start that sweet talks like that weren't necessary, Sasuke proved that theory when he slapped the younger's hand away from him and gave him a cold glare.
"Just go home, Uzumaki." With that the older left the scene and headed towards the kitchen.
Naruto did as he were told, after going back to the bedroom to put his clothes on and giving a last look at the kitchen.
This is probably for the best anyway.
"And this is the girl Kiba tried to score with, you missed so much when you left – Hey! Are you listening to me?" Sakura slapped her male friend in the face and a smile graced her face when she got a reaction.
"Ow! Why did you-?" Naruto didn't have time to finish before he got slapped again. He hid his face with his arms. "What the hell, woman? Your period or something?"
He could hear Sakura laugh and peeked at her, she looked satisfied and deadly at the same time.
"One slap for not listening and another for standing me up last night." Naruto put his arms down and looked away from her, puzzled about what to say to her. He had been in his apartment all day in front of his TV, only going out when he felt the need to smoke.
"I get it, you were hangover." She put her hands up and sighed, leaving the discussion of yesterday behind her like the good friend she is, the blonde felt relief wash over him.
He decided to get a bit more interesting in what she was telling him, as a silent thank you. He could care less at the moment what had happened when they had all gone out that Saturday, his mind wanted to drift towards something else.
"I hate this! I'll go crazy soon!" The blonde took a drag from his cigarette and paced back and forth, slowly enjoying in the back of his mind that it had started to get a little warmer outside since spring had arrived.
"How so?" Kiba watched his friend pace back and forth with amusement. "How could a job be that important? Don't you have a load of cash hidden somewhere?"
At this Naruto threw his cancer stick to the ground and mashed it. His friend didn't get it at all, he needed something to do on those lazy days, that way his mind couldn't get to him that easily as it seemed to do these days.
"You just don't get it!" Leaving it like that, the blonde decided to run and he did, away from all the people and his dog loving friend.
He has no idea how he got there, but he ended up in yet another park, to similar places where his mother used to take him. She were right about one thing, a park can really create memories for one. He sat down on a bench and took out another cigarette, lighting it while his head were filling him with memories of his mother. He touched his cheeks and sighed, taking a drag from the stick while closing his eyes.
He missed her and her ways of making everyday an adventure for him, those little things that didn't seem to matter then but leaves a smile on ones lips when thought of. He couldn't help but wonder what she would think of him if she saw him today? She would probably yell and cry at him for trying to destroy his lungs. He chuckled at the thought and leaned back to look at the clouds.
Two weeks passed and the days weren't getting any brighter, it had been raining for almost a week and there weren't anyone in the school who were tired of this annoying weather.
The blonde boy had fixed his eyes on the white coffee cup at his teacher's desk, his mind going blank and not listening to a word to what was being said at the moment. Two weeks and no call, it's assumed that it is over and Naruto is surprised that he couldn't care less about since he had been so frustrated at the beginning. Maybe he had gone to the fact that it had never been something to begin with? Nevertheless, it's not something that will be forgotten so easily.
The boy shrugged and stretched his arms, jumping up in surprise when he heard his name being called and his stomach being attacked by an elbow. Naruto put his arms down and turned his gaze to the front.
"Something you want to share with the rest of us, Uzumaki?" He looked his teacher in his eyes; Sasuke had his glasses on and a book in one hand and the other on his hip. The older raised an eyebrow in waiting for an answer from the boy.
The blond boy moved his shoulders up nonchalant. "I don't care for politics, that's all."
"Oh?" His teacher said with curiosity. "Then what would you like to read about?"
The blonde bit his under lip while thinking; he could hear his classmates holding their breaths and probably whishing for a typical subject not to come up. Naruto grinned and put his hand on the table and stood up.
"World war!"
Protest and groans were heard, but nothing of this was brought to the blonde's attention at the moment. Naruto and Sasuke's smiles matched each other as they looked towards one another.
The boy never knew why his teacher had asked him to stay after class; the boy never gave the older a chance to talk in the first place. The moment they were the only one left in the classroom Naruto had grabbed the dark-haired mans tie and dragged him close enough for a kiss.
Then the kiss got deeper, the blonde ended up on the desk and with his hands roaming the older's chest and he could feel the heat and excitement fill his senses. But like any other grownup Sasuke ended it and took a few steps back and breathing heavy, twisting his hair between his fingers and looking confused.
"You should go."
The younger frowned and jumped down from the desk, throwing his backpack over his shoulder and storming out. He felt like running again but restrained himself, he shouldn't even be mad in the first place. He had no idea why he had started this event to begin with. He should be mad at himself and not at Sasuke, this wasn't his teachers fault. But as much as he understood this he got even angrier and received a few nasty glares as he slammed his locker shut after taking out his jacket.
As soon he had stepped outside he put a cigarette in his mouth and lit it, taking hasty step and bumping in to people without even thinking. He didn't get all too far before he found a person blocking his way and forcing him to look up; surprise washed over his face for a second but exchanged that with anger once again.
"What?" The blonde spit out the words and tried to get past the person.
"I just need to talk to you." Itachi grabbed Naruto's arm and forced eye contact, he didn't release the boy from his hold before the blonde had calmed down.
They went away in the car Naruto knew far too well and drove to a small café not far away from where the boy lived. He looked down at his coffee and waiter for the older Uchiha to start the conversation, Naruto glance up a bit and weren't surprised to see that the other spiked his coffee with something the boy couldn't see.
"What could have possible made you so upset?" Itachi asked while drinking his spiked beverage. The boy didn't answer and looked away instead, not liking agreeing to this at all. The older tapped his fingers at the table to get the younger's attention, Naruto snapped and turned to face the other again.
"None of your business."
"Oh, what a temper." He chuckled; the boy shivered but didn't show it. He was afraid of this man, but he felt that he shouldn't make it obvious for the other.
"So… Seen my brother lately?" No response. "I see. Is this why you are so upset?"
Naruto rose from his seat, giving the older Uchiha a hard glare. "Thank you for the coffee." After showing his manners he walked past the other, not wanting to look back or see that specific family member again.
"You are not the first student you know."
At this the boy stopped and turned slightly around.
"Why do you even think he moved back from Japan in the first place?"
"This was unexpected."
Naruto sat in the end of his bed in only his boxer and stared into nothing. He had gone blank again, unsure how he had even ended up in this situation to begin with. He had no idea what he felt but at the same time he didn't know if he should react to this at all. It had been nothing, from the start and he had known that.
"But I can't lie and say it wasn't nice to get a call from you." The girl gave a peek at the boys chin and smiled, he tried his best to return it. She put her top on and fixed her hair in front of a mirror, seeming pleased as she did.
"See you at school." He watched Ino and her moving hips leave, hearing the blonde close the door behind as she walked down the stairs.
He clasped his head between his hands and bent forward.
He didn't have a clue of what was going on at the moment.
To be Continued…
Wow… It's been a long time, hasn't it? Two years or more…
For this I'm sorry, but this story is really special to me. That's why I cast it aside,
The moment I started to write this I went through something similar, not with a teacher but still. And there weren't more than flirts which I am thankful for.
I'm really sorry for the wait.
I read a few reviews today and I almost cried, you have all been so kind and supportive. So this is why I'm up at 4 am, writing this to all of you as an apology.