Chapter 2 - Encounter

It was a dream, all a pathetic, weird dream. I got up from my bed and sat there, thinking of the weird dream I had all of a sudden since the bumping incident. I realized I had cum during the dream. I decided to take a shower since I had a stench of urine coming from my groin, which I somehow thought would be pleasant with another person. I shook the thought out of my head and got into the shower. I turned on the cold water, jumping form the cold temperature that went through my body. The hot water tap then was turn my shivering hand and I felt the warmth of the water, as if I had a body pressed against me... I have got to stop thinking of that, I thought. But then again, his face isn't like Sakura's. It had a tanned look to it and his eyes were black and the perilous view that he gives with a huge force of power behind it while Sakura just had an innocent face that didn't seem to have much fun, during intercourse anyways. She didn't seem to be the kind of person that would take risks and be involved in painful procedures. I was beginning to lose my affection for Sakura, like I was losing the hot water. It was turning to cold water so I quickly rinsed off and got dressed in my white and black uniform for school. I rushed out into the "apparent" sunlight. It was pouring like hell. Rain fell like the speed of light as it splashed into the puddles of the small ecosystem of which ants lived. I ran back inside to fetch an umbrella, hoping that I had one that was not broken. I walked slowly rather than running like I would of if the weather had been a slight difference in our lives. Looking for a possible encounter for a boy with black hair walking slower than I was, I saw Sakura soaked in the rain. She was running toward me.

"Naruto!" She sounded desperate.

I waited for her even though the affection that I felt around her was lower than it used to. She ran up to me and seemed to of grasping shelter under the one person umbrella, soaked to the skin. She was wearing a white shirt and it was apparently see through and her black bra was standing out. I would of gotten horny by this but somehow it stood soft and without a hint of horniness. I walked her to school and she explained how Sasuke was sick and didn't want to come to school. She thought it was weird that his voice had no hoarseness or anything wrong with it and she seemed hesitant to tell me. When we arrived to the school, we saw what was a fight going on between Sasuke and some other weird, cocky, kid. When I walked in, Sasuke looked at me weirdly and because of that ignorance to the fight, he got punched in the face and he fell to the ground. The kid however looked into Sasuke's eyes as he lifted his head and he seemed to see the perilous flame in his eyes and turned around and ran. People then chattered amongst themselves about the fight and then slowly the crowd disappeared, filling the halls with a breezy breath. As people dispersed, I found myself walking up to Sasuke with a question in my mind.

"Why is it that look appears on your face every time you see me?"

"I'm not sure."

We both stood silent there for what felt like an hour. The bell rang separating us apart with an empty answer and a head full of unanswered questions. I was heading to my class as a group of what they called "the rich and powerful people" strolled along my way, blocking my way to class. Shit, I'm going to be late…that do these people what? I was thinking as they covered the light with their shadow. They were scarily close as they breathed into my hair. They had the stench of cigarettes. One was a strongly built boy with messy brown hair and he was also wearing a bright gold ring; another was slightly smaller, but of course, bigger than me. The third was tall and big and seemed to be the pet around there.

"Hey, kid." The brown hair kid spoke first. He seemed to be the leader.

There was silence for a while and the kid arrogantly pushed me by the shoulder. Even though I was decently strong, he was over my league so I didn't dare to move. The smaller one repeatedly pushed the same spot the other kid had done. The big one didn't seem like he wanted to waste any time. His fist interacted down into my stomach. Luckily, they left after that one punch and by that time, I was on the ground, gasping for breath. Why? Why am I so weak! The thought was going in my head. Why do I have to be weak?

"Sasuke…How come you're so strong? Why can't I be like you...?"

"You don't have to be. You are unique."

There was a low voice. I was thinking that I had become unconscious and dreaming god had come. I felt warm hands revolving my body to a ninety degree angle as he tap my back gently to help me breath. I slowly opened my eyes as a dark blue figure stood upon me.

"You should run next time…." The voice spoke again.

I couldn't help but to grin, even though the one who stood before me was the first, and strongest rival I had come across. He was named no other than Sasuke.