Don't worry guys. I'll get you details on Naruto and Sasuke's kiss later. Trust me. The time will come. Yay! Sorry again for the slow update! I want to attack myself!!!
This chapter is a little bit of nothing at the beginning. Just some weird stuff about formal stuff… Enjoy the middle and the end, though!
Chapter Eleven: I'm not telling you
Itachi would never sleep in front of me. He would never eat in front of me. He would never do anything that made us human in front of me. Only in special occasions, which barely came. Usually he'd either ignore me completely.
Still, that never stopped me from loving the times when he would really act like an older brother. You know piggybacks and stuff. It really seemed that after our parents died he became closer to me and more distant to everyone else in the world. Almost like he didn't care about anyone but me.
I can't get too excited, though.
It's already been a week into our vacation, and I feel the urge to go back and be free again. I don't want to let Naruto down, so I'll just hang back and act happy, like the rest of my friends. Except I don't think they're acting. Why did they ask me to be here in the first place? I'm no ball of fun. More of a ball of a sense of depression and 'hn-ness'.
Sure, I was basically ignored half the time in this vacation, anyway. Naruto always hung around me. He actually still thinks he has a chance with me. I thought I made it straight to him last night. Maybe I shouldn't have kissed him. Maybe then he would be backing off and giving me the quietness that I need to think. That blonde doesn't shut up.
And of course, I feel like an idiot when we went to a small beach. I absolutely refused to change into a bathing suit. And you know why? Fan girls Ino and Sakura have been tailing me since the beginning of creation. If I go out there, shirtless, then the rest of my life will be spent running away from females.
I think I'm exaggerating too much. But maybe I'm not.
I sent the Smart-Ass an e-mail about Kakashi-sensei. That idiot sensei seemed to know too much about us, and yet doesn't do anything about it. Wasn't he and Itachi good old friends back in the day? He hasn't seen him in a while, and he has no reaction when we crashed into him at the airport.
Subject: (No subject)
Look, you said right at the beginning that you know who Kakashi-sensei, my English teacher is. If you don't remember, he's the wacky white-haired teacher who makes you read porn for literature.
I overheard him coming over to your place when I called you on your birthday. What the hell was that about? Tell me! It's nothing that important, is it? If you don't answer me then I'll be forced to confront the idiot sensei myself.
I'm serious.
I've got to go, since we're going out to eat.
Mata ne…
He's not going to say anything, is he?
It doesn't matter. I'm going to get answers tonight, whether he answers or not.
We had to go to some formal place for a nice, formal dinner, so we had to wear uncomfortable formal clothes. The girls were happy because they got a chance to show off nice dresses. This is what I find unfair about formal stuff. Girls have a lot of different things that they can wear. Guys…not so much. If you ever watch those celebrity TV shows, and the celebrities are walking on the red carpet, the reporters only really make comments on the girl's dresses, and pay no attention to the males. Poor us, but at least it brings more attention to the girls than the guys, which I personally like.
Except I have a fan club, so I'm not so thrilled about wearing a tux or something like that.
We all met at the lobby of the hotel. All the girls except for Hinata seemed pretty proud of themselves in their dresses. All the guys were just there. In my opinion, they all look normal.
Kakashi obviously knew the restaurant that we were going pretty well. Oh, please don't let it be one of the stores where you have to eat snails…
We all walked there, since the restaurant was basically just around the corner. I feel sorry for the girls in…I don't know 3-4 inch heels. How the hell do they walk in them, anyway? Temari actually managed better than the rest of them. I saw Sakura and Ino trip a little, since they were wearing 4 inch heels.
We reached the fancy restaurant. Usually, I'm proud of being casual and sticking out because I'm casual, but I think I stuck out too much. I was just in regular gray pants and a button up shirt. No tie, since I hate those things and I'm a little horrible at putting them on (My brother used to do it when I was little…).
There were too many of us to sit together at one huge table, so we got a lot of smaller tables and sat near each other, hogging one entire area.
I think we were the noisiest out of them all, too. Naruto doesn't know etiquette for his life. I learned a long time ago about dinner manners and stuff, because I come from that kind of family. They used weird phrases for that, though. You know how the small plate on your left is for the bread? Lefty loafy. What the hell?
Still, Kakashi decided to be nice and pull up the chair for Sakura. We were sitting at one table. Me, Naruto, Kakashi, Sakura, and (…) Sai. It was a circle table. I honestly prefer the tables that aren't in the middle of the restaurant where everyone can see you, but Kakashi-sensei got most of the staring with his mask on. Naruto was on my right, and Kakashi was on my left. Next to Naruto was Sai, and next to him was Sakura. Simple as that.
Naruto kept glancing at me throughout dinner. I didn't know half the stuff on the menu, so I just ate some from the appetizer and just skipped out on the entrée. Call me rude, but…when half the things on the menu is French, you can't help but be a little freaked. Aren't the French the people who think snails are a delicacy? Are they really (Seriously, are they?)? This just makes me wonder even more about the legendary French fry.
Even after skipping dinner I wasn't hungry. Maybe because Naruto found something that looked really gross. And he ate it, and said he liked it, he pigged on them for the rest of the night. That's a great way to get rid of your appetite.
We were walking back to the hotel. Kakashi and I were walking a little bit behind the group. Naruto was up ahead, finally leaving me alone for once. I need to be alone with the idiot sensei. Maybe drag him into his room. Gai's out doing midnight jogging with Lee, anyway. How will I get him to let me into his room, though?
Naruto's the best excuse.
We were in the hotel lobby already, and everyone was already separating and walking into elevators and stuff. I grabbed Kakashi's sleeve and said in a voice that was definitely not mine, "Um, Kakashi-sensei, can I stay in your room for a while? Naruto might still be sick and I don't want to be there if he throws up."
Kakashi took the bait. "Sure." I'm sure it's because of the voice. I have to act, now, and I know I'm horrible at it. So I use this fake voice. A voice that makes me sound like a teenager and magically makes my eyes a little bigger.
He brought me over to room 522. Man, their room was a lot nicer than mine. Maybe because Kakashi and Gai are a lot neater than Kiba and Naruto.
"Well, stay as long as you like…except until Gai comes. He'll get mad at me for no reason for letting you in," Kakashi said casually, as he just sat down on a chair. I started wondering how I would make my first move. Just wing it! My conscience screamed.
I just walked into the bathroom for a moment, just to check. I am a girl who's on a mission to seduce a man to get information. I've stooped so low.
Okay. Another deep breath. Let's get this started.
I turned with a small smile on my face. Kakashi didn't notice me. He was too busy watching TV. Oh, geez, do I have to turn it off to get his attention? So I did. Unfortunately. Kakashi stared at me like I was mad, but I just pushed Kakashi back on to the chair. If I'm wasting my virginity on this I am so dead.
"Sasuke…" Kakashi slowly said. If there's an evil grin under that mask of his he's going to die after this vacation is over. I was soon going to find out, anyway. I mean if he was grinning under that mask. I reached over and took it off slowly, wondering if Kakashi was going to push me away and say 'No, get out'. He was silent, and I thought a song of victory while I pulled it off.
Kakashi was kind of handsome. Except for the fact that one part of his skin was tanner than the rest, he did pass for good-looking. His other eye was just as droopier as the other, and that irritated me.
"Sasuke, what in the world are you doing?" Kakashi finally questioned me. I had to think of a come-back.
"…It's nothing," I muttered, keeping one hand on his shoulder. If Kakashi tells anyone about this he is dead. Emphasis on dead. I felt so awkward doing this to him, but I had to act like it's perfectly okay. My free hand ran over Kakashi's chest. He was kind of well-built, too. Not like totally macho (ahem, like Gai), but he was just okay. Kakashi wasn't scrawny like me, at least.
"…Oookay." Kakashi said, blinking. Both eyes were staring at me intensely. Oh, geez. How long do I have to put up this act? This guy is dimwitted. Just ask me what I want and we can get this overwith.
I could just use violence, but then I could be arrested for that…
I bit back a pout and just ran that same hand against his cheek. His skin was a lot smoother than I thought it would be. It was part of the skin that was usually covered by his mask, so it looked a lot paler than even my Snow White skin. Kakashi just kept staring at me.
Silence. Dude. Figure it out! The real Sasuke would never in this hell of a world do anything like this!
Oh, maybe he's just being as sadistic as the Smart-ass and just waiting until I get serious about this before asking me what's up. Argh.
"Sasuuuke." Kakashi said, pronouncing the 'u' that was supposed to be silent. I hate it when people say my name like that. It's Saske. Seriously.
"Hn?" The 'hn' came back. So un-cute. I can't help it. Maybe then he'll realize that I'm the real Sasuke and not some phony that's completely in love with him that he transformed himself into Sasuke to get close to him.
"Ummm…I have no easy way to say this, so I'll just say it out."
Oh, god, please don't let him say that he loves me.
"What the fuck are you doing?"
Tch. I'm so stupid!
But hey, mission complete…sort of.
"I need answers," I said, the pretense of the cute little seven year old gone. I pulled away from him and sat down on the bed. I was making sure that he wouldn't leave this room until he gave me answers. I crossed my arms, hoping that he would listen to me.
Adults usually don't listen. But Kakashi's weird like that.
"What answers?" Kakashi pulled back on that mask of his. I have to feel bat for that skin that's being hidden. Why the hell does he do that, anyway? To look cool? To be noticed? Like I said, Kakashi's weird like that. That's why I call him the idiot white-haired sensei.
"About my brother. You had a talk with him in the library. You crashed into him in the airport and acted like he was a complete stranger. You were friends before he left, right? I'm no idiot," I stated simply. I didn't want to waste any time. If the Smart-ass gives me answers in the next e-mail (which he probably won't…), this will all be for nothing. Which sucks, but I need a little bit of thrill every once and a while, you know what I mean?
"…Um…That's sort of confidential," Kakashi said, sheepishly scratching the back of his head. Not the answer I was looking for. "You knew we were in the library?"
"Tell me or else!" I ignored the part about the library.
"Or else what?"
Shit, didn't think of that. Everyone always just adds in 'or else' for the drama and the fun of it, but no one really thinks of the or else. Did I say that before? I think I did.
"I'm not letting you leave!"
"Gai's gonna come in soon," Kakashi said casually. He's so freaking calm about something like this that I want to punch him and beat him up and throw him out the window.
"I don't care. I need answers." I placed emphasis on the need part, even though it was more of an extreme want. Then again, extreme wants eventually turn into needs, so…yeah.
Kakashi blinked and thought for a moment. I hated this silence that he put on this room. Why does he have to think? Tell me or not! Maybe he's thinking of a bluff. Maybe he's not going to tell me anything. I am so irritated.
I can still resort this to violence. I thought.
I was about to think of a nice, violent way to take out all my anger and frustration on the idiot sensei in front of me, but Kakashi's voice cut me off. "Okay, I'll tell you. But if you tell anyone you are dead."
"…Fine," I said. I don't have to tell anyone. I don't have to tell the Smart-ass. "First, tell me what you were talking about in the library that day."
"Tell me how you knew."
I didn't want any lies on my side coming up. "I was accompanying Naruto."
"Okay. Well, we were talking about…you," Kakashi said, avoiding my hard glare. When the word 'you' was spoken, for some reason I calmed down a bit. Maybe it was relief. I don't know.
"W-what about me?" I was getting nervous. This interrogation I was performing might lead me to some things that I really wanted to know deep down in my heart. Does Itachi love me or not? Does the Smart-ass love me or not?
"Well…" Kakashi's lone eye swirled around the room. It made me feel uncomfortable.
"Look me in the damn eye," I snarled. Impatience is something that all Uchiha except for Mikoto seem to have.
"Sure," the sensei said.
"I hate how you used the word 'sure'. Sure is a word that's too relaxed for something like this. I want to know, and I want to know now, you damned idiot! …Did I just say that out loud?"
"Uuuuh…Yes."
I stayed silent for a second. "Just tell me. What about me?"
"Was it that long ago?"
"Don't you dare change the subject!"
"Okay, okay, calm down," Kakashi said, waving his hand up and down. He was resting his head on the armchair. What a tranquil position. No sarcasm. No time to think of sarcasm.
"He just told me that he has to watch over you for a while now…" Kakashi said indifferently.
"So he's stalking me?" I said in surprise. Uchiha Itachi is seriously stalking me?
"Basically…he just told me so that I wouldn't be worried and that I'd back him up on this right now. I really don't mind. Your brother looks like he grew up to be a fine man, if only…"
"If only what?"
"Nothing, I said nothing."
"Tell me."
"That has nothing to do with this subject."
"Now it does."
"…Still, no matter what, I won't tell you."
"Fine. Is that all that you want to say to me?" I gave in. I was ready to leave. Stalking was a great way to put all these situations that I keep catching myself in.
"He cares about you. A lot."
"…I'm going now."
"Ja ne."
"…Bastard," I muttered before slamming the door behind me. I really didn't mean that, but I was angry. Give me a reason why to keep that information away from me all this time.
Just because he told you to? He wouldn't know that I knew. And now he won't know that I know. I just have to hope Kakashi will be a good adult and keep what happened just now a secret.
A walked into my room which was only a few doors down. When I opened the door I was glad to see the other three idiots in the room fast asleep. No loudness tonight, peoples.
I opened my laptop and checked my e-mail.
Subject: re: (no subject)
…I'm not telling you anything. End of conversation.
Happy early birthday.
Okay. Now that was the shortest thing he ever sent me.
Oh, wait, tomorrow's my birthday…
Subject: re: (no subject)
…Bastard… You better tell me everything when I meet you!
If I keep typing the typing noises that my laptop makes will wake Naruto and the rest of them up. Talk to you tomorrow. I'll call you so I can interrogate you.
Muhahaha.
I clicked 'send' and smiled to myself.
Alright! Naruto and the rest of them are down at the beach again, but I skipped out. No one said anything about my birthday, and I didn't care. I just wanted to call the Smart-ass.
I grabbed the phone and then it rang. The Smart-ass really is so smart that he's sort of a mind-reader. Just joking. I don't think he's smart at all. He just says that. I still respect him, though. I always will.
"Hey, Smart-ass," I chirped happily. Great days… so happy. As you can see, I am elated. I am ecstatic. I am thrilled. I am excited. I am blissful. I am jubilant. I am delighted. I am enchanted. I am rapturous. I am euphoric. I am exhilarated. I am joyous. I am festive. I am jolly. I am ebullient. I am cheery. I am merry. I am positive. I am optimistic. I am overjoyed. I am over the moon. I am in seventh heaven. I am soaring. I am jovial. I am buoyant. I am jaunty. I am sprightly. I am lively. I am bubbly. I am full of life. I am bouncy. I am effervescent. I am content. I am in high spirits. I am pleased. I am glad. I am exultant. I am triumphant. I am bright. I am gleaming. I am running out of happy adjectives that are close to the word happy.
"You sound lively." One of the listed happy adjectives. The Smart-ass was smiling on the other side, too. That just makes me even more (chooses word out of happy list) exhilarated.
I think I'm being an idiot right now, so I'll just stop on the happy list and act normal.
"Yeah, I'm sort of thrilled," I said (Another word from the happy list, but I said I'd shut up about it, so I officially will as of now).
"Good to hear that. Well…I have to give you a birthday present."
"Yeah, finally time for interrogation. Only twenty questions, right? Question Twenty: do you have a younger brother?" You can see where I'm heading with this. The Smart-ass can, too, but at least he knows I suspect him of being who he is.
"…I think I did. I'm still not sure if I do now."
No comments. If he wasn't Itachi, that would mean that he doesn't know whether he's alive or not. If he was, then…don't know. But he does have one, or at least used to.
"Question Nineteen: Why did you need your group of friends to get into college?"
He was silent for a few seconds before he answered. "Let's just say that I have a record."
That was sort of an answer. I didn't want to waste any questions on asking, so I'll ask later, if I had any extra questions left. "How many friends do you have?"
There was absolutely no pause on this one. "None," he said simply. And he sounded proud of it. Weird guy. Weird, weird guy.
"Um, okay then. Weird. Question Eighteen: How many people would you say you actually think that you really loved."
"…Two," he said slowly and hesitantly.
"Who are they?" He can't escape out of this one.
"Old acquaintances. Counts as a question. Moving on…"
I should've asked what their names were instead, damn it. I'm getting too excited. I don't want to waste any extra questions, so I moved on.
"Are you jealous about me and Naruto? Question sixteen, if you wanted to know," I said. I don't think that he can get his way out of this one.
"Maybe a little. You sound cute, y'know?"
"I do?"
"Yeah, really. That counts as a question."
"Damn it."
"Hahaha."
This guy was robbing me of my questions. "Um, question fourteen. Are you planning to move back to Konoha?"
He sighed. "I'll be perfectly honest with you. Yeah, actually, I am."
I am elated…blah, blah, blah. I bit my lip to stop myself from yelling 'Seriously?'. I composed myself and went on to question thirteen. "What attributes do you want to find in your soul mate?"
"Pfft. If I had a soul mate." I heard him mutter irritably. He's downing my happy vibes, but I just waited for his answer. He spoke after thirty seconds, which seemed like an eternity. "Just someone who's everything I couldn't be."
"I don't get it." Not a question. Ha!
"You don't have to. Let's move on, shall we?"
"Question twelve: What are you studying in college?"
"Things I need to know to get the career I want," he answered indifferently. I pouted. This downed my mood a little. I didn't want to waste another question, so I saved that one off again.
"Where did you go for vacation?"
"Out of campus."
"…" I AM AN IDIOT!
"What?"
"Nothing. Question ten: Are your parents alive or dead?"
"They're dead," he said with no hesitation whatsoever. He said with no care in the world. If he was really Itachi I'd punch him in the face. I decided not to pursue that topic, so I continued on.
"Question nine: At what age did you move out of Konoha?"
"Hmm…I think…Yeah, I think I was fifteen."
Yes! Match! "Question eight: This one's just out of curiosity. Are you graduating college this year?"
"Usually, in the field that I'm studying, it'd take much longer to graduate, but the teachers say that I'm actually ready to graduate already, so yeah, I'm graduating this year."
Yay! He's going to move back to Konoha at the end of his college year! I am elated! I am…….
"Question seven: How old were you when your parent's died." I just figured that I should just ask him that I might get a match.
"I think thirteen. I don't remember really well. Everything seems to be in a blur all of a sudden. I'm pretty sure it's thirteen, though."
Match! "Question six: What are your feelings toward your younger brother?"
"Why are you asking?" His voice was as cold as ice.
"Just interested," I tried to say that innocently. He sounded sort of scary, but I ignored it. I was just making sure that he wouldn't burst my happy bubble.
"I don't know. How I feel about him…huh? It's sort of all jumbled up, even I can't figure it out…" It sounded like the honest truth, and I believed him. He'll have it figured out soon, I knew he would.
"Umm…Question five: Have you been in contact with Hatake Kakashi?"
"You sound serious about that."
"I am."
"I've talked to him a few times. Yeah, but it's nothing serious," he said. He sounded like he was suppressing his cold voice. It didn't work out so well, but now at least I know that he cares about my feelings.
"Question four: Um…What do you feel about me?"
"…Ditto of my younger brother." His voice lost it's casualness that it had at the beginning of the conversation. It sounded depressed, and it was downing my happy vibes again.
"Oh. Okay…" I mumbled. "Question three: Who is the person you care about the most right now?"
Silence. Complete silence for a while. Then an answer. A lonely answer. "No one, really."
My heart fell. My happy vibes were down and in comatose. "Question Two: Are…are you lonely?" The question just slipped out of me. I didn't want to ask that question, but…I have a rebellious body.
"…Maybe I am. Maybe I'm not. Even I don't know myself." A lonely answer to me, but I'll just drop the subject.
"Last one. Name the two people that you care about the most." I was eager now. It was time for him to tell me.
He hung up on me.
Oooooh. Ending! Hahaha. Evil laugh. Muhahaha. Bwahahahaha. Okay, well next chapter is kind of…yeah. Get ready, get set, and try to start writing!
I had a bit of writer's block at the beginning of the chapter, so don't blame me for the lame writing. Okay, blame me.
It took me a while to get that happy list down…
Story's almost over! Guess what? It's like, 105 pages on Microsoft Word! Wows! Glad you read! Review!