24. No Time

There was nothing that ruined a day more than watching a tardy, or a bad student. My day had been ruined twice over, for the one student I had to watch during my free-time was late to every class he had with me which was at least four in the six periods of the day, to which he handed in none of his homework. I pushed my black framed glasses farther up my nose, peering across the empty class-room to the student that sat before me, glaring out the window. I coughed, catching his attention before I looked back down to the papers I was supposed to grade a week from now. I had really, nothing better to do in the mean time. And-

He coughed, looking back down to his papers. I smirked inwardly, putting my pencil down to walk over to him. If he wanted my attention, he'd get it. I walked myself over to his desk, looking down at the multiple scribbles over the lined sheet of paper. I recognized them to be lyrics.

Koi ga setsunai to sugu soba de kizuita ano yoru
Datte hoka no dare yori anata no koto wo shitteiru kara
Itsumo no sarigenai yasashisa sae
Kono mune wo shimetsuketeku

Konna ni, konna ni, chikaku de mitsumete mo
Doushite, doushite, tada no tomodachi na no
Donna ni, donna ni, tsuyoku omotteitemo
Tsutaerarenai

You don't understand
I'm so in love with you

Genki nai yoro to anata kara iwareta shunkan
Namida koko sue kubi de nebusoku kara de iiwakeshita
Ichiban taisetsu na hito ni uso wo kasaneteku ima no watashi

Mainichi, mainichi, mune ga kurushii kara
Ikutsu mo, ikutsu mo, nemureru yoru wo koe
Hajimete, hajimete, deatta ano hibi mata

Modoreru no nara ii no ni
I'm so in love with you

Aishiteiru to tsugetai ii to
Mou nido to egao ni ha modorenai kamoshirenai
Keredo tomodachi no mama tsugeri wa nai wa koi ijou
Watashi dekinai kara

Hontou wa, hontou wa, zutto suki datta no
Itsudemo, itsudemo, aishitsuzukete ta no
Anata ni, anata ni, todoketai kimochi wo

Aoi sora e to sasayaku
I'm so in love with you

Konna ni, konna ni, chikaku de mitsumete mo
Doushite, doushite, tada no tomodachi na no
Donna ni, donna ni, tsuyoku omotteitemo
Tsutaerarenai

You don't understand
I'm so in love with you

I had just about finished reading the entire page when he swivelled his arm to cover it, glaring up at me. Blue eyes cast back down on the page, fluttering once over his messy writing before crumpling up the page and throwing it away. He missed the waste bin by a whole foot and the paper-recycle by another five. Then, his head buried back into the crook of his arm, glaring up at the white board. I could tell something was bothering the young blonde. I placed a gentle hand on his arm, grabbing his attention. My voice slipped away from in gentle words: "Hey, is everything alright?"

"I haven't been having a good day today Sensei." He muttered, looking back forward. "I mean, my alarm clock went off thirty minutes late so I missed the bus. So, I was late to school. Then I was attacked by Gaara and his friends and they took my backpack and hid it somewhere in the school, so I have none of my work. I was planning on telling somebody that I'm fond of them, but of course, I was detained by Kiba who had a free period, so I was late to third period. Then when we had the five minute break, I slipped out to get a drink, but, the line was big so I was late again. A-and, after lunch, I found my bag, but it was tied to the top of the climbing rope in the gym so I had to spend all lunch and a little after it to get it, so I was late again..."

And to think I lectured the poor boy out so much. A rare feeling of pity rippled through my stomach, and the hand on his arm withdrew to my side. I frowned: "Shall I talk to these other children?"

"N-no, it's quite alright Sensei." He suddenly perked up, as if I'd told him that there was a bomb under his desk. Alarm drilled through each of his features, and he became white as a sheet. "The things they would do to me if I had told somebody."

One of my slender brows quirked, looking down at the young boy with my brow knit. It struck me as odd that he would make up so many excuses to his friends, but come out and spill the whole truth to me. I was a teacher, so, shouldn't it be the other way around? I looked down at him with serious eyes. "Well, why did you tell me? Why couldn't you have told your friends this?"

"I have no friends Sir, and it's kind of because I trust you." The gaze fell from mine, and then he went back to looking back out the window he was staring out of. His eyes followed the children playing outside, the seniors with their girlfriends and other sophomores comparing technologies. He looked back up at me after a moment's silence. "Can we just say that I had no time for anything today?"

"No time..." Normally I wouldn't accept such an excuse, but if he wanted me to lie for him, I'd have no excuse not to. I smiled weakly, ruffling his blond hair. It was soft under my fingertips, almost like a woman's. I pulled my hand away before I could enjoy it too much. "Is there anything I could help you with?"

"W-well," Naruto looked up at me, and for a moment, I felt like I was an equal to him. I practically was, having been a child prodigy. I was probably only two years older than he, having had graduated a lot earlier than he. His lips curled back in a challenging smile: "Do you have any idea how to win somebody over? You know, like courting somebody."

I blinked, kind of taken back by the question. "Well, what would you like to know? More importantly, who are you trying to win?"

"Just, somebody." He smiled a bit brighter at me, looking back out the window. "This is a cool person, who's rather quiet and serious around others by open, with a sadistic and sarcastic sense of humour. This person has the kind of looks that could make the moon rile with envy." Naruto brought himself to his feet, standing in front of me. It was only then did I see how much taller he was, by an inch or three. He leaned in a little, smirking wider and wider. "-Pale skin, dark, obsidian eyes and black hair that looks oddly like a duck's ass."

"Sounds familiar." I gulped, feeling a little hot under the collar. The heat must have flushed my face, rising the pinkness to my cheeks. The boy pulled his hand up, brushing a knuckle over it. My throat went dry, and my breathing stilled.

He smiled, dipping his head down to whisper the confirmation in my ear: "Really familiar, isn't it, Sasuke-Sensei?"

My heart pounded its way up into my throat. I blinked once, meeting his blue eyes with a frazzled look of confusion. "Yes, it is. And-"

I was cut off as his lips pushed against mine, catching me in a sweet and curious kiss. I squeaked, listening to my first instincts to pull away. He caught me by my arms and kept me tight against him. The scent of oranges and the taste of cinnamon flooded my senses. My eyes drew shut, and I could only hear the heavy pound of my heart. As my brain shut down, I gradually kissed him back. But, the buzz of the timer on my desk mapped out the end of the hour he was to stay with me. He pulled away, smiling the dorky and goofy smile that I didn't need to open my eyes to see.

He kissed my temple once, leaning down to whisper casually in my ear moments before he left: "Oh, by the way Sasuke, -Gaara wasn't here today."

Naruto: I'm seme! I'm seme! Hallelujah! I'm finally seme!
FelisMargarita: I know Naruto, be happy. I'm one of the odd people that actually like to flaunt the Sas-Uke bit in front of people. To all of those who've read 'Just Another Corny Romance Movie', I've another smut-one shot. This one is called Sas-Uke.
Sasuke: And as long as I'm alive and you value the fact that you're living too, that story is never going see print.

FelisMargarita: Oh, and for the people wondering what the lyrics meant, or what the song is, it's the Japanese version of 'Konna Ni Chikaku De'. If I'm correct, it's about best friends that love each other, but won't/haven't told each other. It's a story dear to my friend in Blackie and I. Plus, it makes for a good Axis: Powers Hetalia video, (ArthurKiku), which is the Spanish version. I'd check it out!