Disclaimer: Naruto's characters are not mine.

This is a SasuNaru fic, meaning, YAOI. You have been warned!

Something Simple:

He woke up to the incessant ringing of his bedside alarm clock. Raising his arm ever so tiredly, he dropped it with full force on the annoying machine to hush the unwanted noise. He almost leaped into the air when the pain from the impact shot through his arm, and for a moment he thought that it was completely paralysed. "K'so", he cursed, and lifted himself off the bed. The time was 6:30, much too early for his liking, but he had vowed to himself never to be late for school again. Especially when it was his first day at the new school he had tried to so hard to get into.

He proceeded into his tiny bathroom to take a morning shower. If he remembered correctly, school begins at 8:20, so he had exactly an hour and fifteen minutes to get ready; 20 minutes to shower, 15 to gather breakfast, 10 to dress up (he needed to give a good first impression) and the rest to do whatever. He had timed his walk to the school the day before and thanked the Gods for the 15-minute distance. Even though he won a scholarship, which covered the enormous school fees, book fees, and uniform prices, he still needed to save as much money as he can for social purposes. The school was for the rich sons and daughters and if he were to befriend one, the expenses would be huge!

He turned on the showers and waited for a while before he stepped into the heated water. The water relaxed his tensed muscles, soothing his entire body and he couldn't help but wonder about his new predicament. It's his final year at high school and starting one month late at this school because of the delayed transfer didn't exactly put him at an advantage. Sure enough, his old school taught him well, but he wasn't quite sure if the teaching was the same or if they differed greatly. What if he couldn't catch up to their pace, and fell behind? He already had a month gap between him and the others, if the workload was too much for him even on the first day, he would've completely sabotaged any of his future-great plans! And what of the people? He wondered. Would they accept him even if they knew that he wasn't like them? He didn't have the wealthy parents who paid everything for them. All he had was the two-year waiting list and three exams needed to sit. "Arghh!" he screamed aloud. Why was he so insecure about himself all of a sudden? "They either like me or they don't," he consoled. "No point dwelling on such stupid thoughts." He ignored the all-too-familiar sadness lingering in his chest. After all, Uzumaki Naruto had suffered from loneliness and dejection all his life. Why should another year of it matter?

He entered his classroom half an hour early as per usual. He was an early riser and enjoyed the silence of the school in the mornings. So used to seeing the empty seats that usually greeted him, Uchiha Sasuke was shocked to see that someone else had come in earlier. He didn't recognise the boy as the boy, too, seemed shocked of his early arrival. Both stared at each other for a while before the boy in the seat smiled and greeted him with a cheery "morning!" The boy was seated at the far end of the corner, facing the window; the seat that had belonged to him and was marked his territory at the beginning of the year. He gave a thorough look at the boy and saw that the cheerful smile was slowly subsiding, what was left was that of uncertainty and confusion and – a hint of annoyance. He noted that the hair was bond, short and spiked up by natural means. His eyes were a light blue, remindful of the sky in a lovely summer's day. His gaze going lower, he saw that the uniform was uncreased, smooth and immaculate. Sasuke looked away.

The boy was new.

A sudden hit on the head and a loud "Good morning" announced the arrival of the annoying English teacher who had, to him, the unfortunate relation of an uncle. He walked past him, not noticing the new kid and dropped his things on the desk. "So, Sasuke," he began. "You really always this early? I've heard it from the others but never quite believed them. I guess it's true, then. You really are a nerd!" With that he laughed a maniacal laugh, finding his joke a bit too amusing. Sasuke ignored the comment. Something was definitely wrong today, he thought. He was never used to being beaten to school and that mental Kakashi was, for once, early – way too early. He usually came around ten minutes before the end of lesson whenever they had him in the mornings. It was pure corruption that he was not fired.

He walked towards the seat on the opposite end of the room to the boy's, knowing quite well that it belonged to someone else's. He didn't care whom it belonged to; if he was going to lose his spot, someone else should too. Kakashi, noticing the unfamiliar seating, stopped laughing. Finally, he took note of the boy sitting quietly in the corner. He was slightly confused; he hadn't seen him before. "Erm, I think you're in the wrong class, dude," Kakashi said dumbly. The boy spoke up, putting on a polite voice in his answering.

"My name's Uzamaki Naruto. I'm new and today is my first day."

"Ah," Kakashi said. "Well, I'm your English teacher for first period. Call me Kakashi. And that over there is Sasuke; Uchiha Sasuke." He gave a wink in the said boy's direction. Sasuke didn't budge. "He's very nice." Kakashi suddenly had on a devilish grin. "You know what Naruto san? Since it's still so early, why don't you have a tour around the school? I'm sure Sasuke kun would be more than happy to be your guide." Upon hearing those words, Sasuke gave Kakashi a deadly look. Kakashi gave him an evil smile in return. "Right, Sasuke kun?" He wanted to kill Kakashi right that instant. That guy sure had a way of tormenting him. He was not a social person; everyone knows that. He never paid attention to anything, let alone classrooms and places that he had no relation to. How did he expect him to give someone a tour? Not that he wanted to in the first place, anyway. He was brought back by the boy's reply.

"Sure."

Yep, it's decided. Kakashi is dead meat.

Naruto didn't know why he agreed into having the tour. He had arrived earlier than expected and had walked around the school twice before going to his class. Maybe it was because he wanted to know this Sasuke guy and be friends with him; he hadn't planned on being a loner for the entire year. However, instinct should've told him that with that unfriendly – bordering on stuck up – attitude the boy showed earlier, that there was no way such a thing could ever happen. They had walked for 10 minutes already and no conversation – no matter how hard Naruto tried – had developed. They walked in near silence, with Naruto's occasional "where's this?" "where's that" and half the time Sasuke replying with a "no idea". It seems like that boy was just as bad as him and Naruto grew more and more irritated when it became obvious that that boy was trying to avoid conversing with him.

After another 5 minutes of silence, Naruto was fed up. "Look, man," he said, not at all trying to hide his irritation, "I don't know what your problem is, but at least have the common courtesy to answer someone when they ask you a question." The boy seemed taken aback but remained quiet all the same. "What's wrong with you?" he tried again. " If you really didn't want to be here, why offer?"

"I didn't," came the monotonous reply. Naruto finally lost it. So what if he was right. Sure, it was that wacko teacher's idea, but why so blunt?

"I should've known," he said, "rich kids are stuck up brats. They think they're so good just because their parents have all the money in the world. You're like the rest, aren't you? Always pampered and getting things your way. But in the end, you guys always lack something that we have, and that's manners and respect for others! That's more important than all those riches." Truth be told, he wasn't quite sure where all that came from. But he wasn't one to back down. The boy merely scoffed at him.

"Then what are you doing here trying to mingle with our arrogant species?" Naruto was surprised with that comment.

"I'm not trying to mingle!" he said way too loudly. Some faces turned towards them and he noticed that, anytime soon, the school would be full and classes would begin. "It just so happens that I'm unpleasantly here."

"Unpleasant, alright."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Go figure."

Groups of students entered the building and the chatters that were supposed to surface were quickly hushed down by their bickering. Naruto hadn't planned for any of this attention but that boy in front of him was seriously getting on his nerves. He was pissed off already with the boy's lack of manners and behaviour but the fact that they were having an argument and he didn't even care to speak more than a few syllables really did it for him. "Fucking prick!"

"Asshole," he retorted.

"Bastard!"

"Fag."

"Dickhead!"

"Oi, you. How dare you call Sasuke kun that?" Naruto turned around. They were really making a scene, all right. There was a crowd of students standing along the corridor, surrounding the two and he could see more students flock in. This wasn't supposed to happen, Naruto thought, this wasn't how he wanted his first day to be like. He didn't want them to have a bad impression of him, but…he can't back down now, can he?

"Yeah, idiot," he heard a female voice speak. "Who are you, anyway? What right do you have to speak to Sasuke kun like that? Apologise to him now." He heard the entire student body agree and he cursed his luck. So, this Sasuke is popular too! His stay at this school was going to be a living hell.

"Shut the fuck up! It's none of your damn business."

He heard the combined "what?!" of female voices but he didn't care anymore. He hadn't finished with that Sasuke yet. Turning, he saw that the boy was nearly going back in class and went after him. "Hey, I'm not finished with you yet!" The boy turned around.

Naruto was getting closer.

Maybe he was running too fast and didn't stop in time. Maybe his body couldn't keep up with the speed and he tripped on his own feet. Or maybe, someone deliberately placed their feet out and tried to make a fool of him. Whatever the reason was, he didn't have enough time to think more about it for he felt gravity pulling him forward. He couldn't think properly when he grabbed the person's shoulders in front of him and pulled him down with him. Couldn't register just who that person was. Couldn't feel his body slamming against the person. Couldn't feel their legs being tangled together.

What he could feel, however, was the person's head hitting his when they made contact with the floor. How his nose bumped roughly against the other's nose. How he tried moving himself to avoid the noses being squashed.

How this slight move had somehow meshed their lips together…

And it didn't help that their shocked expression had widened both their lips. Or how Naruto felt the strong force of gravity pulling his tongue down towards the other's mouth out of pure surprise.

The tongues made contact.

Naruto could taste the other's mouth: hot and surprisingly sweet.

He pulled back quickly just as the other tried to push him away. Naruto stared in complete horror. The person was none other than Uchiha Sasuke. The one he had blatantly ran towards amidst his anger. The one who had taken his first kiss…

When he took notice of that last thought, he quickly tried to spit out the remains from their last 'contact'. He saw that the other was doing the same. This was not happening, he thought, this was not happening! How could he lose his first kiss to Uchiha? A guy? Then, something hit him. He raised his head and saw the shocked faces of the audience. Everyone had seen the incident. EVERYONE from the ENTIRE SCHOOL had seen the incident. Either that, or the school had a lot of students because from his low position, he could see the hundreds of bodies packed together to form a large circle around them.

He wanted to die.

No, he needs to be dead.

Tension filled the corridor as everyone anticipated what would happen next. When he refused to move and he sensed Sasuke staying the same, he heard a faint laughter. Then, some more; until he could feel that everyone was laughing at him or 'them'. It was like the volume of speakers. Little at first, until you adjust it and the noise covers the entire room. Amongst all the unknown voices, however, he heard one quite familiar. This surprised him. He was new, how could he recognise…

He looked at the direction towards the classroom. Standing in the doorway, having full view was that teacher Kakashi. No doubt, laughing the loudest amongst all the students. Or was it only students? Sighing, Naruto lost the energy to wonder. He felt that all his life's bad luck could not compete with what little time he had spent with that damn Sasuke.

He suddenly felt death nearing him for some reason. That's weird, he thought, why would…He turned to the general direction. He nearly froze dead on the spot. A bunch of girls were standing together with murderous glares in their eyes. What was worse was they were directing the glares at him. In a panic, he looked around trying to find a place to hide, but there was nowhere to go. He had suffered a lot from girl's wraths in the past. Somehow, they all liked to vent their angers at him and this time it was no different. It never crossed their minds, or everyone else's, that he was just as much of a victim in the whole situation. They started approaching him, and if looks could kill, he would've died 18 times and suffering in the pits of hell already. Just when they were getting too close and Naruto could've sworn that he wouldn't be able to see light again, the bell saved him. Or rather, the person who stood in front of him just as the bell let off saved him. "That's enough, girls. Get to class."

I guess Kakashi isn't so bad after all, Naruto thought. The girls eventually dispersed along with the crowd and he was content that he could hold on to his life that much longer. He sighed and lifted himself up. Of course, that last thought didn't last long when his eyes drifted down to the figure on the floor. Sasuke hadn't moved and the look he gave Nartuo was worse than all those girls combined. Realisation suddenly dawned on him and he scolded himself. Why the hell am I scared? I am clearly a victim in this part as well. He gathered everything in him and matched the boy's stare with his. Dangerous sparks flew between them, neither one faltering.

'You want a rumble, Sasuke? Bring it on!'

TBC…

A/N: Sorry if it seems a bit rushed. I suddenly had a powerful urge to post something up and decided I must do it before I go to bed. So what do you guys think??? Comments and criticisms are welcome.