- One week later, Easter break, thursday-sunday no classes -
Naruto put his earbuds in his ears. Turning his Ipod on to Adam Lambert. He started walking, not sure where he was going. Around the back of the school itself, was a field of grass, Naruto found himself there and laid in the grass, hands folded behind his head. As 'Whataya want from me' by Adam Lambert came on, he thoughts took a turn to memories.
- Flashback -
Naruto had convinced his boyfriend to play a game of soccer with him.
Grinning happily, he walked down the hall ahead of the other boy, carrying the black and white ball.
They walked to the soccer field on the west side of the school.
The game started out fine, Naruto was having a blast, the other boy was barely trying.
As the blond dribbled the ball down the field, Sasuke kicked out, his foot ghosted over the ball, solidly connecting with the blond's shin. Not wearing shin guards, it hurt, Naruto jumped up and down on his one leg, cradling the other akwardly to his body.
"Oww!" He complained loudly.
"Baby," Sasuke scoffed, not looking at him.
"Why'd you do that? It hurt!" Naruto groaned.
"I missed the ball, not like I meant to," Sasuke replied emotionlessly.
- End Flashback -
- Flashback -
Sasuke had Naruto pressed against the wall, their lips crushed together as the raven haired boy's hands felt up the blond's chest. Sasuke bit the blond's bottom lip, drawing blood as he grabbed his nipples, twisting them harshly. The blond's back arched slightly, a soft whimper escaping his throat. Sasuke smirked slightly, twisting his nipples further, pressing his lips to the blonds with even more force. Naruto whimpered louder, wanting his boyfriend to let go. Sasuke ignored the other boy's protests, squeezing his nipples as hard as he could, their lips pressed together. The blond whimpered again, and yet again his boyfriend ignored him.
- End Flashback -
- Flash back -
Sasuke had invite Naruto to his room. So, Naruto was happily on his way there.
He knocked on the door, after a moment it opened, Sasuke was walking back over to his bed and Naruto went in, closing the door behind him.
Sasuke patted the bed beside him, grinning the blond took the offered seat, laying back. As soon as his back touched the mattress, Sasuke was on top of him, straddling his waist. Sasuke leaned down, his teeth fastening into the blond's tan neck. Naruto groaned softly, his eyes half closed, his hands absently running along his boyfriend's chest. Sasuke bit harder, his teeth sinking into the tan flesh, making Naruto moan softly, rubbing his the other boy's nipples through his shirt.
Sasuke let go of the boy's neck and leaned up to kiss him. Their lips met in a soft kiss, then Sasuke bit the other's lip hard, making him jerk back, and break his lip open. Sasuke smirked as the blond stared at him, a slightly hurt expression in his eyes.
- End Flashback -
Naruto sighed softly, remembering all the things Sasuke had done to him. Naruto had loved the dark blue haired boy, he thought he returned the feeling, but obviously not, it became clearer and clearer, but he hadn't wanted to believe that. he hadn't wanted to, and so he didn't. No matter how Sakura tried to tell him, no matter what Kiba advised, no matter what even Choji and Shikamaru would say, he didn't listen. 'Never Gonna be Alone' by Nickelback came on as he laid there, staring at the clouds and remembering.
- Flashback -
Naruto stared at his black shoes, walking to his first class, at his new school, where no one knew him. He carried a black and white striped messenger bag, his hand never left the strap. he finally reached the door, and stood beside the teacher's desk, waiting for him to acknowledge him.
"Can i help you?" the teacher, a man with brown hair tied back in a pony tail, asked.
Wordlessly, Naruto handed him his schedule. The man looked it over, then handed it back, and told him to sit in the third row, last seat. Naruto went to his designated seat and sat, placing his bag on the desk and taking the strap off. He then turned the bag and wrapped his arms around it, resting his head on it and closing his eyes. The sleeves of his dark orange shirt covered his hands, as he clenched them into fists, hearing other kids, commenting on the new kid.
"Leave him alone guys," a boy said.
Naruto didn't bother to look up and thank him.
"Hey..., that's Inuzuka, that guy's been in more fights than Uchiha's brother," Naruto heard one kid whisper.
"So I have, you care to be in one of 'em?" the first boy challenged.
At that moment, the teacher must have came back into the room because all Naruto could hear were dull murmurs.
"So, I'm Kiba Inuzuka, what's your name?" the boy asked.
"..." Naruto didn't bother with a response.
"Oh come on, I just saved your ass, least you could do is tell me your name," Kiba grumbled.
"Naruto Uzumaki," Naruto replied, hoping he would go away.
"Cool," The boy said.
"..." again, Naruto said nothing.
- End flashback -
- Flashback -
Wearing a baggy dark orange longsleeved shirt and some baggy dark blue jeans, Naruto made his way to Konoha junior high. Another day of pointless torture. Keeping his head down, he walked. When he got to the school he saw a crowd of students. It sounded like a fight.
"Come on Inuzuka!"
"Beat his ass Uchiha!"
"Drill him Inuzuka!"
Naruto knew both of the boys, or more or less, just of Uchiha, and kind of knew Inuzuka better.
There were to many students for him to see what was going on.
Not long after, teachers arrived, breaking up the fight. Inuzuka had a bloody lip, Uchiha had a bruise on his pale cheek and a bloody nose. Inuzuka was grinning, and Uchiha scowling.
Naruto said nothing to either boy, both were escorted to the office by teachers.
- End Flashback -
As he laid there, listening to 'Not Strong Enough' by Apocalyptica feat Brent Smith, he thought about how Sasuke had been, how abusive, and how Kiba used to get into fights constantly. He was falling for his best friend and roommate, but he didn't want to make the same mistake twice, even though, it had been Kiba who was nice to him, Kiba who had been there for him. He wanted to dismiss the feeling, but he knew he shouldn't, because it Could turn bad, even if it was Kiba. Sighing, he stood, brushing his pants off and going back to the room.
