a/n: Hey everybody! This is a sasuneji drabble filled with fluff and has some extremely minor violence. It's also absolutely unrealistic to the extreme. Enjoy!

Drabble 039: Gunman, Sasuneji

Neji's head jerked up when someone slammed through the door of the classroom. He bit back a scream when he saw that a man, dressed in all black with a mask over his face, had a gun leveled at his teacher.

"Everyone, get out of your desks and stand by the window!" the man barked. The students scurried to comply while sending terrified glances at their teacher, Mr. Umino. Neji felt a twinge of surprise when he saw that Mr. Umino seemed to be quite calm, and his eyes were narrowed in concentration, as if he was searching for something. Once the students were lined up neatly at the window, the gunman lashed out and hit Mr. Umino over the head with his gun. Several girls shrieked, and some students moved for the door, but the intruder leveled his weapon at the students once more.

"No one leaves until I say so. Understand?" he grunted. The students nodded meekly, and the gunman began to pace up and down the row of students.

"Which one of you is Hyuga Neji?"

Neji's breath caught in his throat. He stared at the ground, and began to pray. Oh god, don't give me away, please don't give me away—

Neji's eyes widened slightly when he saw his teacher's leg twitch slightly. Oh god—Mr. Umino's still awake? He must be in a lot of pain…

"I said, which one of you is Hyuga Neji?" the gunman's voice took on an ominous tone. One of the girls sniffled, and the intruder spun on them. "Do you know who he is?" suddenly, the gunman pointed the barrel of the gun straight at one of the girls' heads. "Which one is he?"

The girl sniffled and shook her head. "I-I don't know!"

The gunman pressed the barrel of his gun harshly in to her head. "Tell me. I will pull the trigger if you don't."

Neji's head jerked up. He didn't know what the intruder wanted with him, but he couldn't let his innocent classmates get hurt. "Wait! I'm Hyuga Neji, don't hurt her please!"

At that moment, several things happened at once. As the gunman turned around to face Neji, Mr. Umino surged to his feet and tackled the intruder. Several students screamed as the two adults grappled on the floor, but it didn't take long for nearly all the students to run out the door screaming for help.

Neji stayed where he was, terrified and transfixed by the sight of his teacher and the gunman grappling on the ground. He was jolted out of his haze by his classmate, Sasuke Uchiha, running back in to the classroom. "Jesus Christ—Neji, why are you still here? Come on!" He seized Neji's hand and together, they ran out the door and down the hallway.

They'd barely made it out the door when they heard a thud and a grunt come out of the classroom. Then, the sounds of heavy footsteps filled the air; Neji felt his heart sink. Those footsteps were almost certainly didn't belong to Mr. Umino. He turned to Sasuke in a panic. "What do we do?" he hissed.

Sasuke looked frozen, but then his eyes lit on a supply closet. He threw the door open and shoved Neji inside before clambering over various boxes and quietly closing the door. He kept both hands on the doorknob, holding it closed from the inside.

The closet was bursting with supplies, and Neji's body was pressed against his back. He felt Neji's hands fist in the back of his shirt, and he felt his legs lock as he braced himself against the door.

Both boys released heavy sighs of relief when the footsteps hurried past their door and down the hallway without even bothering to check the closet. "Do you have your phone with you?" Sasuke whispered in to the darkness.

"Yes." Neji released Sasuke's shirt. "I'll call 911." While Neji made the call, Sasuke stood at full attention, listening for any signs that the intruder might be coming back up the hallway. Neji spoke quietly in to the phone at intervals while they waited for help to arrive.

Suddenly, Sasuke stiffened. "Shit—Neji, get off the phone."

"Is he coming back?" Neji breathed fearfully.

"Yes."

Neji panicked and disconnected the call. Hopefully, help was being sent, but for now, they couldn't risk being heard.

Neji's pulse drummed in his ears and drowned out all the sound around him save for the heavy footsteps coming closer and closer to their hiding place. Neji shut his eyes and began to pray; he felt Sasuke's shoulders tense in front of him, and he nearly screamed when a harsh voice sounded right outside the door.

"This is the police! If there is anyone in this hallway, reveal yourselves right now."

Even though Neji couldn't see, he knew that he and Sasuke shared the same suspcions. What if the man on the other side of the door wasn't actually the police, but the gunman himself? However, they both relaxed when they heard multiple sets of footsteps start down the hallway. Sasuke relaxed his arms and cautiously opened the door, where he was met by the sight of a battalion of police officers. He turned back to Neji. "Neji its fine—come on out." Neji shakily followed him out of the closet, and listened vaguely as Sasuke began explaining their situation to the police officers. Someone had a hold of his hand and was leading him down the stairs, but right now, Neji was too scared to care.

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Later that day…

Neji and his classmates were seated in the office as they waited for their parents to come pick them up. After a while, Neji and Sasuke were the only ones left waiting, as their parents had a long commute to get through to come get them.

"Sasuke."

"Hm?" Sasuke looked over at Neji in surprise; they'd spent a good two hours sitting in pensive silence.

"Um…thank you. For pulling me out of there and hiding us in the closet." Neji flushed. "I don't really know what would've happened if you hadn't been there to snap me out of it."

"Your welcome."

"You know, I probably owe you my life now," Neji murmured softly.

"Yeah, well…" Sasuke shifted slightly; he wasn't too sure how he felt about having someone indebted to him in such a way.

"Thanks," Neji muttered softly. Sasuke looked over at him for a moment before reaching out and squeezing his hand briefly.

Somehow, deep in the back of his mind, Neji knew that he and Sasuke would share a deep, unbreakable connection because of today's events. He wasn't sure where it would go, or what it would be, but he could guess from the fluttery feeling in his stomach, and the rising heat in his cheeks when Sasuke's hand stayed in place, and then tightened over his own…

Neji smiled shyly at Sasuke from behind his hair. Yes, he could definitely see where this was going.

a/n: Crime is everywhere in the United States of America right now. My heart goes to all of the victims of violence, and I apologize if this story seems like an insult to you. My best wishes to the victims and their families of the recent shootings across the Midwest.

Anyways, thanks for reading, and don't forget to review! ;) See y'all next drabble.