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Warning: Yaoi/ Shonen-ai, swearing, some dark themes. Normal world universe, AU /Non massacre/.
The two had just arrived at Sasuke's house. Two things were dancing around in Naruto's head; one, this house is huge, and two, I'm actually going over to a friends house. The two were quite uncommon things for him. He'd only had one or two real friends, and both of them were the opposite of rich. Walking slowly across the long walkway, he finally got to the door. Raising his hand slowly to the door, he paused for a bit, thinking on how he should knock, when Iruka came up behind him, and just rang the doorbell. Embarrassed, Naruto stepped back, and waited. He then heard footsteps coming down the stairs of the large house, and coming towards the door. Naruto waited anxiously, wondering who it would be to come to the door. He was met with Itachi. Trying not to look disappointed, he smiled, and waited to be invited in. Itachi told them to come in, and they followed.
Entering the house, both of them were in awe. The house, no, mansion was more like it, was huge. As you walked in, there was a large staircase leading up to the second story, all made of very nice wood. Looking around, they saw many exits to different rooms. It was... like... like a maze in a sense. "Sasuke, come down! You've got two guests!" the man yelled up the staircase. You could then hear a response of, "In a minute! I'm almost ready!" followed by a few smaller noises from the room. Footsteps echoed as the boy headed for the stairs, hopping down each step. The boy was wearing a dark blue button up shirt, buttoned up, with black slacks, and all. 'Wow... he's looking really nice..."Naruto thought. Sasuke's thoughts were about mutual, 'He looks very nice tonight... wait, what? He looks fine... I guess.' However, unlike Naruto, Sasuke was confused. Shaking his head of such thoughts, he headed over to greet him, "Hey!" the boy said, cheerily. "Hi." Naruto responded, a bit quieter. He was terribly glad Iruka and Itachi had begun to talk, not bothering with him, he hoped Sasuke's parents wouldn't ask too many questions.
Sasuke invited Naruto up to his room, saying they could hang out for a while before dinner was ready. Naruto followed, taking his shoes off, and jumping up the stairs after Sasuke. Heading down the large corridors, the two came upon a large room. "This," he said, "is my room." The boy opened the door as he spoke, and motioned for Naruto to follow. Naruto was in awe, yet again. His room... was huge... and absolutely spotless. Naruto wasn't sure how the boy was able to keep it clean like this. Not wanting to make it awkward by just looking around, Naruto looked around for the bed. A large, fluffy, queen bed was in the middle of his room. Looking back from the bed to Sasuke, Naruto smiled mischievously. He began to run, and flopped down on the bed, messing up the arrangement of it. Sasuke just stood there, watching. "Naruto!" he yelled, and ran after him, jumping onto both him, and the bed.
Rolling around, and almost play fighting, the two were having fun. Being so close was nice. Sasuke was beginning to remember why he had wanted to be friends with Naruto.
It was the first day of school, and Sasuke was walking about, before his class started. He headed over to his locker to get his things, then left. He went on to his art class, to see a boy, sitting alone in the back corner of the classroom. He had seen him before, but didn't feel he could approach him. He was too nervous last year. This year, though, he would do it. The boy seemed to be nice, he didn't know his name, and he'd seen him in a couple of bad situations, but he had always been very quiet, and kept to himself. Day by day, he would tell himself that he would say hello, or greet him in someway, befriend him, but it didn't happen. He so desperately wanted to do so, but He never did, at least, not until he saw the other in trouble. It was a while into the school year, and for some reason, the boy was taking all of his stuff home. He was about to offer a hand, as he looked to be struggling, but he was too late, as the boy was stripped by another. His things were all splayed across the ground, and his glasses were out of reach. This was his chance to meet him. Sasuke picked up his glasses, and handed them to the boy. He them proceeded to pick up some of his stuff, holding onto some of it, and giving the other stuff back to him to carry. A short while ago, Sasuke had noticed that they rode the same bus, as Sasuke didn't ride it too often, it wasn't as easy to see who all rode. He went onto the bus with him, and the two began to talk, from that point, Sasuke knew he'd made a new friend.
Looking down on Naruto, he got a good look at him. From this angle, Sasuke thought he was quite attractive, hair all tousled, and clothes slightly askew. He blushed red. What was he thinking, he couldn't find another man attractive. What would his family think? He was supposed to hold up the Uchiha name. Not only that, but Naruto was obviously not that way. He would never accept Sasuke like that. Getting off of him, Sasuke lied down, and tried to start a conversation. "So." he said, trying to get into something. Naruto looked over at the other boy out of the corner of his eyes, he couldn't help but let his eyes linger. But, knowing he could never be allowed such happiness by the other boy, he looked towards the ceiling. Before a conversation could be started, the two were interrupted by Sasuke's mother's voice calling up the stairs, "Dinner's ready!" Slightly startled, the two jolted up, and got out of the bed, heading down stairs.
Sasuke opened the door, and had Naruto follow, he lead the way down the corridors, stairs, and a short hallway towards the dining room. Sasuke sat near the end of the table, which sat four to six people, there were just enough chairs for them. Naruto followed, and sat next to him. Iruka sat at another end of the table, and Itachi sat next to him on the other side. Mr. and Mrs. Uchiha brought in the pasta dinner, it had spaghetti, garlic bread, and salad. The two then sat down. The table was silent. Seeing that no one else would be talking, Mikoto tried to start something, "So. How did you two meet, exactly?" This started a nice conversation between everyone, "Well, you see, I sort of fell, and Sasuke helped me get back up, with all my stuff. It turns out, we rode the same bus, so we rode home together." Naruto stated. "Might I ask, what is your name? You look quite familiar!" she laughed, "I have a hard time keeping track of all the faces." He responded clearly, "Naruto Uzumaki." After hearing this, however, the woman gasped lightly. "You're Kushina's son?" surprise was evident in her voice. "Yes..." he said quietly. He never really liked to talk of his parents unless need be. "We were best friends from elementary school 'til a short while ago! She had to move away, and I tried to keep in touch, but I guess she didn't get my calls or letters. And then who would you be, I remember her being married to Minato, did something happen?" she spoke. Naruto was clearly nervous with that question, he began to reply slowly, "Well, Iruka is my adopted father. An incident occurred when I was younger, and... I lost both of them." he looked down at this. At this, Mikoto gasped, louder this time, her friend was dead, and she didn't even know of it until now.
Seeing this as an opportunity to change the subject, Sasuke stepped in, "So would you like to hang out next weekend?" This sparked a much happier subject, and got them off to a better start for a great meal.
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