Sasuke the Maid
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I am really bored nowadays—I like that word, nowadays…ok, off the subject—so I write stuffs…boring stuffs…don't mind me though since…………………I'M NOT REALLY AN OUTGOING PERSON!!!!!!
Chapter Six: You taste like…
Sasuke is possibly bouncing through the ground, grinning broadly. Beside him, Naruto runs along with him, side-by-side. He is still impresses by the blonde's speed; not many can keep up with him.
"We have to be home by twelve though since Iruka-san usually make route around our room," he comments, didn't realize that he'd said "our" instead of "your" room. It doesn't matter anyway, since it happens too frequent nowadays (weee…) that soon becomes a nuisance if he tries to qualify it.
Oh well…
His eyes quirks up joyfully as he sees the lights from afar advancing on them quite rapidly. The warps of the lights soon wrap around them, both him and Naruto, consuming them into the fiasco of the festival—the lantern festival. His village also has them, though he never has any chance to attend them, as it would upset Itachi tremendously.
This time, the older sibling is nowhere near, he is free to do as he pleases.
Sasuke grins even broader, by now, dropping the indifferent mask he has since his parent's deceased. To hell with Itachi. Seeming to senses his ecstasy state, Naruto turns to stare and smile.
'Thanks a lot buddy!' Sasuke sent silently before dragging the blonde into the chaos of the crowds.
"I want some ramen!" Sasuke pauses, looking blissfully at the notebook. His happy state abates.
"Why would you want ramen now? We have plenty back at the ship!" he says, staring with an eyebrow raises delicately. The blonde shrugs.
"Ok, fine!! But we're getting the sushi first before they're run out!" he comments, dotting upon the particular stall. Naruto pouts cutely—Sasuke shakes his head viciously at the sudden thought—before complying to his wishes.
Pulling out some coins he stashes in his pocket before leaving the ship, Sasuke pays for the foods as Naruto pulls him toward a different stall, purchasing three bows of the instant noodles—making him pay for it…though Sasuke was in too much contentment to realize it.
Being the first time attending a town festival, Sasuke takes his time absorbing in all the sceneries—the lighting of a thousand candles lit all across the town, the overly crowded streets with peasants—happy peasants, the many stands all about the place, selling goods and…goods…
He eyes catch a particular booth. As Naruto finishes his last sip, Sasuke quickly draws him onto his feet and proceed dragging him…toward a gamming stall.
"What's that?" he asks Naruto, pointing. Without removing his eyes, Sasuke waits for the reply…which is the constant scribbling of Naruto's pen on the notebook.
'I ought to learn sign language soon,' he commends, 'but later.'
"That? Basically, you get a net and you use it to catch the goldfish, though it's really tricky 'cause the net was made of thin paper…it rips immediately as it reaches the water…"
By then, Sasuke is ignoring him. Handing over a few coins, he takes the net in the other hand, crouching comfortable on the ground, he pulls up his shirt's sleeves. With narrowing eyes, showing of concentration, Sasuke dips the net into the water, aiming for one of the fish and hurry his way, pulling up the net.
The paper net rips…
"Told ya!"
Sasuke scowls, refusing to give in. Pulling out even more coins, he hands them to the man.
It rips and misses again…
"Haha…you're nowhere close!"
…And again…
"Oh…ouch! That gotta hurt….hahaha…"
…And again.
"Watch it!! I smell like fish now!"
By the fifth time the notebook is shoves in his face, Sasuke grumbles annoyingly, wishing Naruto somehow would disappear to allow him concentration.
"You know what kid? Just take the freaking fish! Your mute friend is scaring away my customers!" the booth's owner suddenly voices his option, shoving harshly a small bag with a goldfish toward Sasuke; glaring at Naruto at the same time.
Sasuke glances up, briefly catches Naruto's sadden face. His anger rips…and his fist was up the booth's owner right the next second.
"Oops, sorry!" Sasuke feigns innocent, drawing his eyes larger to imitate a puppy's eyes. Suddenly, as if his brain finally manages to comprehend the role playing, Sasuke panics. He was supposed to be a girl.
He glances over Naruto. However, the expression upon the blonde's cherubic face was anything but shock or rejection…instead, it's more like pride.
The booth's owner, still, is different matter.
"Hey punk! I can sue you for this you shi—"
The man pauses—well, freeze is more like it. The expression on Sasuke's face was strong enough to silence anyone, apparently.
"You want another one?" Sasuke glares murderously, smirking devilishly with satisfaction at the other man's fearful face; then, to Naruto.
"Let's go Naruto."
They walk away from the stall, calmly. Naruto's attention is diverts once again when he spots a booth for rice whine.
"Come on!!" For the first time, the notebook didn't annoy Sasuke. Instead, he is glad for the distraction—the silence was getting to him.
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"Naruto, let's go! It's almost eleven," Sasuke mutters, yet not moving himself. Instead, he leans closer into the other boy, his eyes close giving him a peaceful look. His partner, Naruto, giggles, though makes no movement to either move away or toward the Uchiha, moving harmonizing with Sasuke and the song.
All around them, a foreign soft song floats through the stage.
Supposing, both was getting rice-whine with the little money Sasuke has left after the fish incident. Apparently, after the rice-whine, the two got drunk…over rice…and whine…well, more like tipsy…
Almost like a cue, the whole village fills with music, all concentrates toward the centre of the town. Different instruments, most of which Sasuke has brief study over, melodically struck with the same rhythm and beat. Both the boys stagger tipsily toward it.
"Would you like to dance Naruto?" Sasuke asks, unsure if it's a joke or out of seriousness; though Naruto's answer is real enough. Unable to talk, Naruto smiles genuinely and curtsies. Sasuke looks at him with a brow raise before offers his hand.
With a huge grin, both step onto the stage, staggering about like two drunken idiots. Yet, it wasn't soon before the two move correspondingly to each other, with Sasuke leading.
And that brings us back to the present, where Sasuke is "persuading" Naruto (and himself) to return to the ship with gentle words and soft breathing very near the blonde's ear. He didn't want to move, and neither does his blonde companion.
Everything is just so perfect. The light; the music; the festival atmosphere…
…His partner…
Sasuke can feel Naruto's giggling, sending eccentric cold air toward the lower junction of his neck. He shudders.
He looks down.
"We ought to go home you know," he whispers, getting lost in the moment. Naruto wasn't much help. His smile spreads even broader, distracting Sasuke much as the black haired male stares at his lips; mesmerized. He lowers himself.
"Really, we should." He is so close that he could practically feel the blonde's breathing, becoming more and more erratic by the moment—a millimetre separate them.
Sasuke makes no more moves to advance, just…waiting. Everything around them dissolves, and neither of them seems to notice, or if they did, they didn't care. The wide-eyes "dope" steadily closes his eyes, accepting the kiss and leans into the millimetre…
"ARE YA'LL HAVING FUN?"
Sasuke's consciousness returns, banging loudly through his head, by the loud and sudden announcement. Sasuke pulls himself quickly away from Naruto, as he did the same thing. Both stare disbelievingly at each other, and blush.
'What the heck?' he asks himself, clutching his heart almost painfully.
"We…we should go," he finishes lamely, staring behind Naruto. Naruto nods.
The trip home was awkward, but nothing Sasuke couldn't handles…probably.
Unless something unexpected happens…
…and unexpectedly, it happens…
"HEY SASUKE!"
-To Be Continues-
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