10. Breath Again

Hanging upside down from a park bench, aside simply waiting until the blood rushed to his brain and killed the few cells he had left, Naruto found himself bored. Not the kind of bored where you need to go find something to do before you went nuts bored however. It was the 'Ah, crap. Too late for that, I think I've lost my sanity to the silence and I don't want to get up and look', kind of bored. Training held no appeal to him today, and the mere sight of ramen made him feel sick to his stomach: so it was a rare day indeed.

He could go bug Kakashi, but he was probably reading that little book somewhere. Naruto found that a bad time to interrupt, just in case he'd see something he'd never want to see. Every time the man would pull out the book, he could briefly catch his teacher pulling apart the pages that had been stuck together. Naruto prayed it was glue, or something like juice or water her had spilt on it.
Already, he had tried hanging out with Sakura. He'd been shot down the usual way: a punch to the face so hard he usually ended up almost breaking his nose. He was beginning to feel she had issues with him being around, yet he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
And hanging out with the Uchiha? The emo of Team Seven, who'd rather he just go die in a hole somewhere and be done with him? Who was convinced that Naruto was the absolute bane of his very exsistence? There was a fat chance of that ever happening. The blonde would prefer watching Choji doing the Baywatch thing, to that.

So instead, Naruto decided to hang upside down until his whiskered cheeks flustered red and his face felt strikingly heavy. His eyes fluttered up to the firmament, studying the clouds floating away delicately. Oddly, he began to understand why the Nara boy would waste hours on end staring heavenwards. They were peaceful, and quiet, and-

"You shouldn't be here, retard. You're cruelly depriving some village of his idiot, and you're on my favorite bench. I knew you were stupid, just never inconsiderate." A cold and cruel voice resonated from behind the blonde, casting a lingering shadow over his body. Naruto couldn't really complain about it, -he sure as hell wasn't working on his tan since much more and he'd be dirt colored- and it blocked the sun and kept it from his sky-blue eyes.

"Hah, shoot. I think I forgot my garlic at home, Vampire." The boy kept his gaze up to the sky, light blue still with the bright sun. He smirked at his shameless crack against the boy's choice to remain hidden in his compound during days. Of course, he couldn't let himself give up the rare chance to toy with the other: "Why are you out Sasuke? The sun is still out. Don't you have somewhere to be? -A morgue to sit in, perhaps?"

"Hah, you're absolutely hilarious Naruto. Only, I fail to grasp the humor." Sasuke fell beside the blonde on the bench, obsidian eyes rolling behind lidded eyes. This made Naruto look up, just to meet the elder looking intently at him. A question grazed over his thin and dry, cracked lips: "What are you doing?"

"I'm being bored to tears, and your presence isn't exactly helping me. Your face is pissing me off. What are you doing?"

The elder chided, already decided to not have answered the other's question nor respond to the insults. He looked into deep eyes of blue, his own taking on a twinkle of challenge. "Bored, are you? How unfortunate for you. Luckily for you: I know how to kill boredom easily and I'll help you if you wish."

Now, this definitely wasn't a normal offer from the Uchiha. But, normal meant that Naruto wouldn't be this bored and would normally be ripping off Sasuke's head –or trying at least. Aside that, normal was over-rated.
It made the Uzumaki boy recall a confusing quote he had overheard from one of the villagers one day, 'They say being different is normal, but if everybody is different, doesn't that make things normal? So it's normal to be different, but different to be normal. Run by me what normal means again?'
Slowly, Naruto nodded his head, stumbling over his words in disbelief after he shook the thought away: "Y-you'll help? Alright, I'll accept I suppose. I dislike being so bored."

The blond let his eyes flutter shut, looking at the red at the back of his thin eyelids. Those however flew open when he felt a body, pressed against his and warm lips tickling the shell his ear. He tried to will his hands to reach up and push the offending boy away, but he found them pinned tight between their chests. Squirming under his weight trying to pry himself free, Naruto indeed found he no felt longer bored, but rather shocked. Adding to that shock was that Naruto found his cheeks tinged pink, and heated to the touch. In fact, he found himself biting back an explicit mewl from the close proximity. An exasperated yell escaped his lips: "S-Sasuke! What the hell are you doing? I-"

A sadistic smile crossed over the boy's lips, fluctuating when he leaned into the younger under his form. He leaned in so much so, his lips practically brushed the other's ear. More than definitely, Naruto could feel the heat radiating on his skin from the Uchiha's breath. A heated whisper escaped Sasuke: "I'm giving you something to do so you're not bored anymore. Really, you should be thanking me instead of swearing at me. It's not nice, now is it?"

With that, he pulled his weight off of Naruto's now stilled frame and took his leave. He left the blonde nothing more than paralyzed. Helplessly he lay there, simply watching his attacker disappear out of his line of vision. It took Sasuke a good few minutes before he finally disappeared, and Naruto let out an explosive breath. One, he didn't know that he was holding. Clutching at his chest, Naruto knew that this would only complicate things between them even more. Yet, it was alright for the meantime, since Naruto had finally learned how to breathe again.

Kibby: Well, this is my weak attempt at being funny. Please humor me -aha! I'm punny, aren't I?- if I failed at making you laugh, since I doubt I did. Thank you for all the lovely reviews, and I'm rather proud with the outcomes. I'd be prouder if I got a few more though!
Naruto: Aw, don't think that way. You've ninety more to go, plus the other five that your friends tagged you with.
Sasuke: So, that's at least five hundred and ninety more. Get cracking!
Kibby: I feel very unloved by my own thoughts... doesn't that seem only a little raving mad?