Uchiha Sasuke, Uchiha Mikoto, Uchiha Fugaku, Inuzuka Kiba, Hyuuga Neji, Akamaru, Uchiha Itachi, Akatsuki © Masashi Kishimoto
AU. The adventures of the Naruto gang in high school. SasuNaru, one-sided HinaSaku, more pairings to come.
Neji gets back in character (for a little while, at least)...Kiba, I fear, isn't entirely himself, but I blame his boredom.
And oh my, is this NejiKiba I spy? (lol, I rhymed! -shotdeadshotdeadshotdead-)
"spoken" "text" 'thoughts/mouthing' "-other end of a phone conversation-" imagined/hypothetical situation
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When they got out of the car, Mikoto pulled Sasuke aside. "Sasuke, could I talk to you for a moment?"
Sasuke looked at his mother and nodded. "Honey, your father loves you very much; it's just that he, well, isn't too happy with the way you've turned out."
The teen snorted and crossed his arms. "You mean he's a small-minded prejudiced homophobe?"
Mikoto sighed. "Sasuke, don't say things like that, especially not about your father."
"But it's true."
"Sasuke, I'll try to talk to your father about this, but I want you to try talking to him, too."
Sasuke sighed. "Fine," he said, heading inside.
Fugaku and Sasuke sat awkwardly in the living room. Fugaku read the newspaper, while Sasuke angrily twiddled his thumbs. Sasuke looked up at his father again. "Dad," he repeated; he'd been saying that for the past half-hour.
But Fugaku just turned the page and continued reading the paper and Sasuke went back to twiddling his thumbs for another few minutes. "Dad, please! Listen to me!"
Silence again. "Dad, why won't you listen?"
Mikoto called from the kitchen. "Dinner's ready!"
Sasuke leapt up and grabbed a plate of food. "I'm going to my room."
When the door audibly slammed closed, Mikoto sat on the couch next to her husband. "Fugaku, why won't you listen to Sasuke? You know it's driving him insane!"
Fugaku put down the newspaper and sighed. "I just...I thought we raised him better, Mikoto! What did we do wrong?"
"Fugaku," his wife responded, anger hinting her voice. "We didn't do anything wrong, it's just the way he turned out! Nothing we could've done would've changed it! But still, Sasuke's a decent human being, and he deserves respect!"
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Kiba flopped down on Neji's bed. "Man, I'm bored," he moaned.
Neji's eye twitched at the clear disregard for his personal space. Placing his hands on his hips, he sighed. "Well I'm sorry you haven't gotten to play 'Hitman,' but it seems like we just haven't had any need to have anyone whacked this weekend."
The canine boy rifled around in some stuff and came out with a pad of paper and two pens. "How about we play Tic-Tac-Toe, then?"
Neji crossed his arms and sat down on the edge of his bed. "I'm not too fond of that game."
"I Spy?"
"I Spy something that needs to shut up," Neji responded coolly.
"Aw, come on," Kiba whined. "Well, Neji, what do you want to do?"
Neji thought for a moment, about all the things he possibly wanted to do. When those thoughts suddenly included the loudmouthed dog-boy, he shook his head, trying to hide the blush he knew defiled his pale face. 'Neji's acting strange,' Kiba thought. "Neji? Are you okay?" Kiba asked innocently, trying to place a hand on Neji's wildly swinging shoulder in attempt to calm him down.
At that point, Neji couldn't take it anymore and passed out. Kiba, gleeful that he found something to do, hoisted Neji up onto his bed and left to get cold compresses, followed by his loyal puppy Akamaru. They returned, and Akamaru started licking Neji's face. Neji sputtered awake, and smiled weakly at Akamaru and scratched him behind the ears. "Neji!" Kiba yelled happily. "You're awake! I didn't need to call the hospital!" Thinking quickly, he added, "But just to be on the safe side, what day is it?"
"It's Saturday, you idiot," Neji deadpanned, then smiled and laughed a little.
Kiba laughed, too, but then got serious. "Neji...you've been acting weird lately...is everything alright?"
Just then, Itachi walked in the front door. Fugaku turned his head. "Where have you been?"
Itachi glanced at his father, the turned back toward his coat, which he was removing. "Out."
"With who?"
Itachi looked at his father. "Friends," he said as the door swung open, revealing the Akatsuki. "And they're staying here for awhile."
Mikoto nodded and got off the couch, relinquishing the living room to Itachi and his friends. "Fugaku, Itachi's room's too small for all of them, they're staying in the living room."
"But-"
"We'll finish talking in our room," Mikoto interrupted, nearly dragging her husband off the couch.
