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Chapter 9: So now what?
Naruto's Pov
Over time Sai and I became friends. It was a kind of weird friendship, but friendship nonetheless. After I had called out his fake smile, he became more curious and we got to talking and from there, I realized we probably had more in common than I could ever imagine.
School life had been going well, I suppose. No drama from anyone, no bitches I have to fight off, it was completely drama free.
Being here at Konoha Academy has really opened the doors for me. I've been dabbling in things, I was never good at but I'm really curious about. I love it here, and the work really takes my mind off of...Sasuke.
Sasuke.
I haven't thought about him in such a long time. I don't know why, but I think it's for the best. Usually my mind is preoccupied with thoughts about him. In high school all I could think about was, if Sasuke got tired of me what now?
This separation or break-up was probably the best thing he could have ever done for me. I feel like I can spread my wings and really discover who I am.
The days past, and I became more involved in activities and getting my work done, surprisingly enough I became the top of my class.
Can you believe that?
Me.
Naruto Uzumaki is top of his class? I bet Sakura would be convulsing like a dog. I would totally love to see that.
Usually everyone labeled me as the goof, the one voted least likely to succeed in life. Being over dramatic? Not likely. In this new environment I can prove that I am someone, that I am someone to take notice of.
I feel great, I feel better about myself. I'm proving myself a force to be reckoned with.
Too bad that Sound Institute is coming over. I kind of forgot about it. The chance of seeing Sasuke tomorrow is too much for me to bear that I just really don't want to think about it.
Plus with his usual entourage following him, tomorrow is definitely not going to be a walk in the park. But hey that's life for you, always dealing out your least favorite dish.
The only thing I can do is avoid Sasuke, but knowing fate that really isn't going to be possible.
But hey a guy could dream, right?
I mean I really don't want to see my ex, what would I even say?
Sasuke's Pov
I stared out my window, my eyes reflecting the looming building of Konoha Academy. There was just something about this place that kind of made me feel at home. It wasn't cold and imposing like Sound Institute. It was warm, like Naruto.
My mind suddenly became assaulted with images of Naruto. I thought I have given up on him, but I guess I'm not over him. I try really I did, but how can you just easily forget the person, who you probably loved more than anything in the world? It's not that easy to forget, not as easy as breaking their heart.
I shook my head rapidly; maybe images of him would fade away. I stopped, ignoring Sakura's concerned face, shrugging her arm off my shoulder.
I hated her.
I really hated her, and I'm stuck.
I glanced briefly to my right, and grimaced in distaste.
She sat there, wearing another one of her shockingly short skirt, just fiddling with the hem of it. It was grotesque; a Pepto-Bismol shade of pink plaid.
I know pink plaid?
She was draped in pink from head to toe practically an eye sore. She smiled at me, clutching my arm, but I just turned around, resting my head on the glass, its cool surface giving my some relief.
I hate my life so much.
Naruto's Pov
What was I doing here?
Thank Kami for Gaara, without him; I don't know what I would do. He saw the way I kept fiddling with my shirt, smoothing my long blond hair back and fixing my bangs. He smirked at me, grasping my hand into his.
"Relax, really, relax."
I smiled back at him, but that didn't stop the nervous butterflies fluttering around in my heart. I was going to need more than advice; I needed a tranquilizer and a bottle of aspirin, for my headache.
I felt my heart quicken as the bus from Sound Institute came rolling up.
THUMP
It stopped right in front of the front entrance.
THUMP
The bus parked itself opening the door.
THUMP
Everyone began to exit the bus, filing out in a row, before standing in a group.
THUMP
Black eyes peer directly into mine, and I felt my mouth suddenly dry. I stared in shock; he was beautiful, if that was even possible. How could a person look that angelic like be a total demon within? It's weird, but that's exactly how Sasuke is to me; a fallen angel.
I didn't notice as people began to walk past me into the hall; my eyes were still trained on him. His black eyes never looked away from me, and I never looked away from him. I watched, awe, as he made his way up the stairs, agonizingly slow. He seemed to be taking his sweet damn time, not even knowing the inner turmoil that was raging within me because of him.
He stopped in front of me, giving a cool glance at Gaara, who returned an equal gaze if not colder. He turned to me, and suddenly I felt as if I was transported back to high school.
The sense of worthlessness became quite prominent, and unconsciously I felt myself submit to him like a whore. I couldn't look at him, it felt wrong; it felt as if I was committing a crime. If it wasn't for the smirk that he threw at me, I probably would have spent the entire day with my eyes downcast.
I hated that smirk.
That smirk of power of dominance, I hated it so much.
I lifted my eyes, quite bold of me, and gazed into his eyes. The first thing I saw was shock. I guess I shocked him, hell, I shocked myself. I never really stood up to him, ever, since we went out. I always obeyed what he said, when he said it. Now thinking about it, I hate the old me. I always burying my problems behind mask and relying on others.
When I had looked into his eyes, he seemed to recoil back, a troubled look on his face.
I glanced behind him seeing his whore, struggling up the steps in her peep toe pink heels. I rolled my eyes in disgust, and shook my head sadly.
He looked back, scoffing, as well.
"Nice to see you again...Naruto."
"You too...Sasuke."
This was the first time we've been civil to one another, and I watched him walk past me, without looking back at me at all.
I sighed, and Gaara smiled at me, giving me a brief hug.
"I'm proud of you."
I just smiled shoving him away, "Well you should!"
The two of us watched, amused, as Sakura finally made it up. The first thing she did was reapply her makeup.
What a whore!
She stopped, staring at me, sniffing.
"You two, the flaming duo," she sneered, applying a heavy coat of lip gloss.
"Sakura," I replied back graciously.
Gaara didn't say anything just leering at her darkly. She shivered, and focused to looking back at herself, primping her hair.
"I'm surprised they haven't kicked your ass out by now," she started.
"I'm surprised pimps aren't looking for you right now," Gaara commented, dryly, both hands crossed in front of him.
Sakura snapped her compact mirror shut, and twirled on her heels, walking forward to us.
"And I'm surprised that the circus isn't here to gather you two freaks. Really am surprised you're here. What did you do? Sleep with the entire faculty," she finished snidely.
"What did you," I countered back.
She flushed darkly, and began tugging her skirt, before sticking her nose into the air prancing away.
"I don't need to take this from two sets of trash."
"Well us trash looks better than your whore-self, and we don't give away diseases, slut," I yelled back.
She flipped the two of us off, and I just snickered into Gaara's chest.
"Though I really hate her," Gaara started, "She provides some amusement."
I just whacked him across his chest, and we entered the hall snickering, the door closing firmly behind us.
Sasuke's Pov
I was surprised when I saw Naruto standing there. He was beautiful and so serene looking. I was in awe, the time we've been apart had done him good. He looked so happy, and seemed to shine with this inner light I never noticed when we were dating.
I feel such a strong wave of guilt, I feel sicken by it.
Uchiha's don't do guilt.
Rule number two of How to be a proper Uchiha: Never feel guilty; it was never your fault.
Even when I walked away from him, my thoughts were still with him. I was in total disbelief he didn't punch me or something. I thought he would turn away from me, but he didn't. He talked to me.
I had to ask him something, I needed to know. This was important, and I just really, really needed to know.
How did he truly feel for me?
I love writing and I was thinking of starting another Naruto story, but the updates would be slower since I have this story and my Harry Potter story to do, but that's not the important message.
AUGUST 25 I'M GOING BACK TO SCHOOL, SO UPDATES WILL BE MUCH SLOWER. I'M SO SORRY, BUT I HAVE TO GET ALL A'S, AND MY SCHOOL IS CRAZY. IT'S NOT LIKE OTHER HIGH SCHOOLS, SO THE WORK LOAD IS MUCH MORE!
That's was the important message, again I'm really sorry, but don't worry this story is not over or on hiatus!
