Wiggle Those Hips – You're a School Girl Now
Bevino – summer 2007
Beta'd by Allys777
.:Chapter 9:.
Y o u A n d I W i l l D a n c e I n c h e s A p a r t
Sasuke couldn't believe his eyes.
Dark orbs widened at the sight put in front of him.
This… was not… possible…
How?
Why?
And all the time he…
Why on earth was Sai hanging out with a bunch of geeks?
The dark haired seventeen-year-old Uchiha was currently peeping at the group of people from behind a tree. The first snow covered the ground making the world look white and inviting. The students had been forced to bring out their winter coats now that the weather had turned cold. The birds had long since flown south, but Sasuke wasn't jealous of them. He liked the cold. He could be outside during the winter without getting a nasty sunburn.
And he could watch Shizuka playing in the snow together with her friends.
Today, Shizuka wasn't wearing her orange coat that matched the school uniform. Around her neck she was only wearing the brown scarf that came with the coat and she wasn't even wearing the normal jacket. No, Shizuka was bouncing around in the snow together with a brown haired short boy in only her short skirt, boots, white shirt and – the scarf.
Sasuke crawled deeper into his embrace as he tried to keep warm in his blue coat. Yes, he liked the cold, but only when he was able to keep warm from it. His black scarf was twirled around his neck and chin, and he buried his face in the soft material.
Where he stood behind the leafless tree, he could see Shizuka and the other play, being watched by two other guys, that Gaara bloke, – and Sai. Why the hell was Sai there? Those were geeks, and only Shizuka was actually a billionaire (even though she didn't exactly act like one). And of course, Gaara, but Sasuke didn't really count Gaara as a person.
Sasuke had to admit though, that Sai actually looked like he was happy.
And – okay, he might as well admit it – he was kind of… happy (the word came out as a cough), that Sai was having fun. He and Neji weren't the… liveliest people to hang out with.
Suddenly he felt a hand being clasped on his shoulder, and he looked briefly behind him to see who it was. Seeing pale eyes as the only thing that actually told him that there was a person underneath the cap, scarf and coat, Sasuke turned back to the scene on the other end of the yard.
"What do you want?" Sasuke asked boredly. He knew what Neji had on his mind, but he didn't want to deal with that right now.
"Just seeing how it's going," Neji's muffled answer came from the scarf, and he sniffled.
Damn, Neji became sick too easily, and Sasuke damn hoped that he wouldn't catch whatever Neji had. To answer Neji Sasuke only shrugged his shoulders, looking at Shizuka when she threw a snowball in the fatso's face. The snow fell down in the boy's bag of chips, and only seconds later the chubby boy was in the middle of the snow fight.
"I assume you haven't asked her yet."
Oh yeah. Neji just had to rub it in. It was almost as if he enjoyed it. Sasuke gave Neji a suspicious look. Stupid Hyuuga.
Okay, so what if Neji was right. It wasn't like he had asked Shizuka if she wanted to go with him to the Christmas Ball. Everyday Sasuke admired the girls who came and asked him, having built up their courage like that. Of course Sasuke refused to go with any of them. But he couldn't believe how brave some of them got. Some of them didn't even look at him when they asked, but still it was better than Sasuke would ever manage. He damned his pride. If he wasn't such a coward; he could go up now and ask her. She would brush the snow out of her bangs; look at him with a surprised smile.
And say yes.
Because she would never say 'no' to Uchiha Sasuke.
But the thing was, Sasuke felt cold shivers down his back when he thought bout it. To ask someone a question like that, in front of the whole school, frightened him more than he was frightened by his own brother. And that was pretty serious. Fighting with someone in public was one thing… showing affection in public (or anywhere else for that matter) was… something else.
He ignored the shuffling feet behind his back as Neji turned more than cold from the weather. Sasuke looked at Shizuka when she put a foot on the chubby man's back, as he laid over the smaller one, defeated by the blonde girl. Shizuka laughed with her hands in her sides, and then she dropped down and begun to stuff snow inside their coats.
Sasuke smirked as the screams more than well reached them.
Otherwise, Sasuke had everything ready. He had a suit. He had a present to give Shizuka. He knew how he would comb his hair. He had practised what he would say to her. He had tried to smile at himself in the mirror (failing).
He was ready.
Although he didn't exactly have the date he wanted to have.
And he didn't have the courage.
Not that she made it easy for him, quite the opposite actually. She was still ignoring him, and she still seemed to be mad at him. Sasuke assumed that she still hadn't let go of the kiss he had given her (or stolen from her, as she claimed). He sure hadn't, but that was for a whole different reason from Shizuka.
The thing with Shizuka was, that he couldn't get her out of his mind and heart. He thought about her almost every waking hour, and when he sat in his room at night, he almost couldn't tear his eyes away from the painting Sai had done for him. Sasuke didn't think it was fair, for someone to just barge in like Shizuka had, and take his heart. And she called him a thief. At least she didn't feel anything for him, which was one thing she had made clear.
Except that she had responded to the kiss.
And that surely had to mean something, right?
'I hope to God it does.'
"It isn't that hard you know."
The shorter of the two gave the speaker another glare. God, he hated Neji right now. Just because Neji would go with the girl with buns on her head, didn't mean that he was better than Sasuke. Hell, Sai had even told him that it was the girl that had asked Neji out. Of course Neji had asked Sai to not say anything about that to Sasuke (Neji was so old fashioned), but since when did Sai care about such things? Especially things that would entertain him if they came out. Briefly he wondered if he had said something to Shizuka about him. Sasuke had to ask Sai about that later.
"The world is not going to end if she says no, you know."
The next thing Neji knew, he was buried deep down in a pile of snow, Sasuke angrily stomping away.
'Sasuke sure needs to take some anger management classes,' Neji thought bitterly, sneezing the snow out of his nose.
'Bang, bang, bang'
Okay, what if he was falling in love with Sasuke? It still didn't mean that he would try to get together with him. That would be stupid, idiotic, stupid again and just wrong. Because he hadn't really told Sasuke that he was a man and had been born with a penis.
And it wasn't like Sasuke liked him that way anyway (right?). The kiss he had given Naruto (stolen) just had to be some kind of joke. Because there was no way in hell that Sasuke had been serious.
That didn't make Naruto any less in love with the Uchiha though.
Oh, wait. He wasn't in love with him just yet. He hadn't quite hit the ground in his fall just yet, so it didn't really count. And he could just as well change course and keep flying as far as he knew. This could easily be some small crush that would soon go away rather than something serious. And Naruto didn't want to risk anything before he was sure.
One thing he didn't know though, was what he was going to do if he actually came to love the Uchiha in that kind of way. He didn't know if he would just walk away, leaving Sasuke at the end of the year (or why not earlier?), or if he would he listen to his heart and do what it told him to? He had never been in love, so he had no idea how his heart would react. Would he be able to leave when the time came?
Or would he pour his heart out?
'Bang, bang, bang'
The best would be if he just stayed out of Sasuke's way, not being in contact at all. Then he hopefully would keep flying, and Sasuke would give up. Then all his problems would be solved, right?
Naruto hung his head down as the gun in his hand shot shocks through his upper body. To hell with it.
He was currently standing in the shooting hall (it was amazing what the school had in their basement, wasn't it) in a building near the sports grounds. Some students actually competed in shooting, but Naruto only did it because he really had to. The first time he had held a gun in his hands, he had been seven years old. He had found it in one of Asuma's drawers, in his home office. Asuma often continued to work even after he had gone home in the evenings, so he had installed a big desk with a police computer. The computer wasn't at his house legally, but frankly - Asuma didn't care about those things. Crimes had to be solved, and a 'borrowed' (cough) computer wasn't that much of an affair.
Little Naruto, who had still been living with Asuma at that time, had of course found the gun. There wasn't a place in Asuma's house that hadn't been investigated by the little mini cop Naruto.
Of course Naruto had seen guns before. He had been at many crime scenes, both where people had drawn their pistols and where they just had been hung in the police officers belts. But this was the first time he had actually got a hold on one. Naruto had picked it up, making a cry of surprise when he felt how heavy it was. With two shaky hands he had done what he had seen the policemen do – pulled the safety and pulled the trigger.
The shot had gone off just as Asuma came back to the house after his food shopping. The older man had run across the house, only to find Naruto with his gun. The cop had snatched the gun out of Naruto's hands, and then he had rested one heavy handed slap across Naruto's whiskered cheek. That had been the only time Asuma had ever laid a hand on him, and Naruto understood why he did it. He had never seen Asuma that scared in his whole life, and sometimes when the shabby man looked at him with worry in his eyes, Naruto often recalled that moment. When Asuma looked at him like that, Naruto couldn't blame the man for what had happened after Asuma couldn't take care of him any longer.
After that incident, Asuma had taught Naruto how to use a gun. Naruto had been more than underage, but Asuma had been scared that something would happen to the boy.
Now he could draw and shoot better than any of the police officers he worked with, and when other officers came from the outside, not many of them could be compared to him. He had had more time to train than any of them, both officially and unofficially.
'Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang'
Naruto suddenly came back from his memories only to realise that he had had his eyes closed the whole time. 'Not that it matters,' he thought and looked at the holes positioned perfectly in the paper doll. Sighing he took off the earmuffs and pulled off his required school safety vest and walked out of the basement, up the seemingly endless stairs to the ground floor. The basement was built a far ways underneath the rest of the school, to avoid having the shooting break the concentration of the other students who didn't use the facility. The whole cellar was soundproof, so Naruto didn't really understand why they even bothered.
Rich bastards.
Smiling a goodbye on his way out at the shooting instructor who had taken a spare moment to stand in the snow and smoke, Naruto welcomed the cold air into his lungs. Normally he would have medicine this period, but he couldn't bother about such things right now. Asuma always told him that he shouldn't do things if he couldn't concentrate, and even if Asuma hadn't had skipping in his mind, Naruto just did what he was told.
He swore when some snow made its way into his boots, feeling the icy cold water running down his ankles. Naruto liked to play in the snow, but walking was just too troublesome. This reminded him of Shikamaru, and his other friends. Kiba hadn't even mentioned anything when Sai had come up to them today when he and Kiba had been wrestling in the snow. It was just like they had accepted that Naruto had brought another stray dog with him. If you could call Sai stray, but he was weird any ways. Naruto was still smiling, when he heard someone clear their throat behind him, just as another clump of snow fell into his shoes.
"Do… do you want to go to the ball with me, Shizuka?"
Sai poked Sasuke's motionless head with a twig he had found in the snow earlier. Sasuke only grunted in reply, making both Neji and Sai understand that this was now beyond serious. Maybe they would have to take Sasuke to a doctor?
A normal doctor. Taking Sasuke to Tsunade with love problems would be suicide. For all three of the raven haired boys.
The young man with the stick cocked his head in displease. He wouldn't get Sasuke to ask Shizuka to the ball this way. Neji and he had been trying to get Sasuke out of his room for almost the whole day, ever since Sasuke had crawled back to it, underneath a now warm and comfortable blanket. Now he lay in the bed like a larva in its cocoon. Sai had gone so far that he had poked the stick in Sasuke's ass, only to get a grunt, or something that sound like the ever lasting 'hn' Sasuke sometimes started with. Neji only sneezed in his corner, sighed and walked up to Sasuke's wardrobe. He opened it and picked out the suit Sasuke would wear to the Christmas event. Neji gave Sai a playful look, something Sai didn't see often (he blamed it on Neji's cold) and the long haired boy winked at him.
"Didn't you tell me, Sai, that you heard that there were a lot of people," he said, smirking as he knew that Sasuke couldn't see him from where he was hidden, "who were going to ask our beautiful Shizuka out?"
They could almost see the blanket become tense, and Sai smirked back at Neji.
"Yeah, that's true Neji. I wonder who will be the first to ask. I'm sure she'll pick him."
Neji and Sai's breath suddenly caught in their throats, their bangs waved in the wind. Sasuke stood in the middle of the room, the force of the quick movement still lingering around him. His head was bent down, black hair covering his eyes.
An alarming smirk was placed on his lips.
And without further tries, Sasuke was out of the door before anyone would have the time to say 'dear god'.
"…I know you're angry with me for the kiss I… stole… but I wanted to ask if you wanted to go to the ball with me." Sasuke stood in the doorway of Shizuka's room, glancing sideways. Both his hands folded together behind his back, and he could almost feel the blush making its way up his neck, ready to attack his cheeks. And Shizuka only stared at him.
Naruto (on his side of the door) couldn't believe his eyes or ears. Why did Sasuke ask him to the ball? He hadn't thought that anyone would ask him at all, and now the Uchiha Sasuke did, of all people. Did this mean that Sasuke was actually trying his best to get closer to Naruto, or was this a joke? But Naruto didn't believe so, no. Even if Sasuke acted like a bastard (and was a real bastard too), he didn't think he would do this sort of thing. Naruto closed his eyes. 'Go away!' he wanted to scream. Leave my heart alone.
"I already said yes to someone else," Naruto whispered, his eyes still closed. He cursed his heart for the aching need to say 'yes' to Sasuke. Sasuke tensed up, his eyes narrowing. Naruto almost thought that he would leave without a word, when he finally spoke up.
"Who."
Sasuke knew his voice didn't hold any emotions, not giving away anything that would tell Shizuka what kind of raging feelings he had boiling inside him.
"Chouji."
Naruto understood by the look on Sasuke's face that he had no clue who Chouji was.
"The guy that always carries a bag of chips."
Suddenly Sasuke's mouth hung open enough for Naruto to guess what he ate for breakfast.
"That fatso?"
"He's not fat… he's… chubby," Naruto defended his friend.
Sasuke closed his mouth and turned to walk away. He stopped however, when a big tan hand clasped around his wrist. He turned back to Shizuka who looked into his eyes with her own beautiful ocean blue.
"It's not like that… Sasuke… he just didn't have anyone to go with, and since he though it would be embarrassing to go alone he asked me, but there were no feelings involved, we're only going for the food and, what I mean is…" Naruto knew he was rambling and quickly shut his mouth. Looking into Sasuke's eyes, he was met with the same indifference that had washed over the black orbs only seconds ago.
Sasuke pulled his hand out of Shizuka's hold.
"I don't see the point of explaining such things to me."
Naruto withdrew. It was true. He had no reason for explaining that to Sasuke. So why was he.
Before he could think further, Sasuke was gone. Naruto closed the door and slid down it, leaning against it as he sat on the floor with his elbows resting on his knees and his hands buried in his long, blond hair. Why wouldn't his heart stop racing? Why did Sasuke make it so hard for him? Why had he felt so bad when he had to say no to Sasuke? 'Damn it' he thought as he fisted the hair between his fingers. Why had it hurt so much to break Sasuke's heart like that?
Naruto groaned and laid himself down on the floor.
He had hit the hard ground at last.
Uzumaki Naruto was now officially in love with Uchiha Sasuke.
To be continued
