AN/ Thank you to reviewers who spurred me to write the fourth chappie real quick!
Stormraven/ Ooo… whipped cream and Itachi… I might be able to have some fun with that. –cackle-
Road Kill Roko/ Heehee. Glad you find it funny. I think I've said that twice… usally I'm not a funny person. I'm depressing… ish.
Yay for the ZabuHaku… I needed to put more in, so RAWR. I hadn't put any in apart from a tiny snippet. So TADA!
Zabuza stirred beneath the covers of his bed. He groaned, pulling them over his chestnut coloured eyes, shielding them from sunlight.
"Hisss… Dislike sunlight…" He snarled.
"Aww… Zabu doesn't like light. Well, neither does Haku." Haku giggled after his mock baby voice, and toyed with the fabric over Zabuza's tightly shut eyes.
"Come on... Its 7:30 already, and school starts at 8 a m!"
Zabuza curled up beneath the covers, groaning. He stretched out again and rolled off the bed, landing with a thunk.
"OW!" He groaned, getting up and rubbing his head. "That hurt…" He shoved on his pinstripe trousers and arm-warmers, slinging a long belt over his shoulder and looping it at his waist. The silver buckle gleamed, and Zabuza trailed slowly into the kitchen.
"Co… ffeeeeeeeeeeeee…." He grabbed a mug, already filled with the dark liquid, and gulped it down. Then, he transformed from gloomy to happily depressed, like a caterpillar to a butterfly! Well, a depressed butterfly. Haku mimicked the sudden transformation, giggling. He grabbed two pieces of toast and flung them at Zabuza, who caught them deftly, spread marmite (AN/ If your English – you love it or hate it (: If you're American, that yeast extract…) on them, and ate them. Pretty much in one fluid motion. Ish. Haku laughed, walking round the counter and snuggling up to Zabuza.
"You know… you remind me so much of a WAY cuter Arnold Schwartznegar that it hurts."
"You remind me way too much of a limpet. Come on…"
Sasuke trailed out of his bedroom, into the kitchen. He opened the fridge, took out the milk, grabbed the cereal from the top of the fridge, and yawned as he poured them both into a bowl. He grabbed a spoon from an open drawer, closing it and digging it into the cereal bowl. He yawned, his mouth hanging open with the spoon hanging in midair. Itachi looked in from the doorway, finding it rather funny.
"Are you going to put that into you mouth or just stand there?" Itachi watched as Sasuke glared at him, putting the spoon into his mouth and trying to chew. Unfortunately, another yawn pushed up his throat and he spluttered, carefully avoiding everything else put himself to spray cereal and milk on. The cereal had slid down his throat. Itachi cracked up at this point, starting up the coffee machine and watching Sasuke splutter. He grabbed the milk and cereal, carefully avoiding Sasuke Splutterlot. He poured it into a bowl, and got a spoon, and watched in silence, smirking. Sasuke stopped on a cough, and went upstairs to get changed.
"Oh, god, Kisame and co. are gonna LOVE this… Sasuke Splutterlot…" He chortled, loud enough for Sasuke to hear. Purposely. Sasuke wouldn't need to use hair gel that day – his hair was already on end.
In the Sabaku household, things were hectic after Temari found Kankurou and Neji sleeping in the same bed.
"TEMARI, WE HAD CLOTHES ON!"
"SO? YOU STILL COULD HAVE FUCKED HIM!"
"I have my virginity. BUT IF YOU CONTINUE ANY LONGER I'M NOT GOING TO HAVE ANY PRIDE!"
Gaara was chortling and cackling to himself. Oh, this was an amusing day. It had only just begun. He even had Naruto to look forward to.
"I'm leaving you guys to argue. See you at break." He closed the door behind him as he left, and headed for school.
Form time. Hurrah. The place was in uproar, since the teacher hadn't arrived. Gaara and Naruto were chatting about nothing – then Sasuke came into the room. Silence reigned between the two, for no longer than a second, then they resumed talking about nothing. Gaara felt a hand on his shoulder, and then breath on his ear as Sasuke leant in to whisper in his ear.
"I'll catch you when you're off guard. You wont be able to defend yourself then." The words echoed in his head for another second, and before Sasuke could regain himself, he had sent him flying with a bony elbow to the stomach. He went careering into a table. He yelped, then leapt at Gaara, who was ready. A punch to the jaw sent Sasuke away – he backed off, nursing the dent in his jaw that had been hit too many times. Naruto grinned at Gaara as he sat down, and held out a hand. Gaara slapped it, then made a gun with his hand, and pretended to shoot it. Naruto did the same. They sketched out random things for the rest of the lesson, and Naruto made a strange, leaf-like symbol. (AN/ Anbu symbol thing.) He was quite pleased with it, and tattooed it on his arm in black biro. Gaara drew a stick Gaara and a stick Sasuke, and then a Gaara standing on a lollipop. Or rather, gnawing on it. Gaara chuckled at this, and Naruto practically howled with laughter. Form time ended, lessons started.
Omfg-drool-over-Sasuke-time started. It was maths, and Sakura was clinging to his arm and snuggling against him. His left arm, so he could write. She wouldn't want to hinder her darling Sasuke's GRADES! Omfg no. She continued to cling to him throughout maths, linking arms with him when she needed to write. He didn't seem to mind today – which was fine. He would be yelling at her otherwise. She sighed happily, looking out of the window at the lawn outside the maths class room, that looked oh-so perfect. Sasuke followed her gaze. To him, everything was grey. The world was collapsing on him and he didn't like it. ONE LITTLE BIT. Hell, no.
I hate my life. I cant stop thinking about that red-headed bitch and his little blondie slut friend… Although he did kiss nicely… BAD BAD SASUKE! BAD MIND!
Naruto sat in Maths, bored, happy and sad. Sasuke…
Sasuke bit his lip softly and Naruto squirmed on his lap.
"Aw… Sasuke, I'll make it better… I'll make it better…" Naruto cooed, stroking Sasuke's cheeks softly with one hand as the other snaked underneath Sasuke's shirt.
"I'll make it better… You'll feel better…" Naruto planted a soft kiss on the silk-like lips of the Uchiha he sat upon.
"I'll make you feel better, Sasuke-kun…There's no need to feel down…"
Naruto shook his head, biting the inside of his lip. Sasuke is long gone now… I cant bring him back. I'm happier than I was with him… aren't I? I wish I knew…
BRRIIIIIIIIING. The class packed up and left, and Naruto branched off from Gaara in the crowd, running down the hallway and slamming the bathroom door shut – but the noise was drowned out. He ran into one of the stalls, and sat on the set-down lid of the toilet. Tears ran down his face, and choking sobs escaped his throat.
"I don't know what to do… I don't know what to do…" He sobbed. No-one was there to console him. As far as he knew, no-one ever had been there.
"Hey, Itachi!" Gaara yelled as he approached the group, which was missing several members. Gaara ran up to Itachi, panting.
"You seen Naruto anywhere? I lost him in maths and he didn't look to good… And not as in he was about to be sick, either." Gaara frowned, plopping himself down next to Itachi.
"We ain't seen him. I'll go look for him." Itachi got up, starting towards the building.
"Check the bathrooms first!" Gaara yelled from behind him.
"Naru?" Itachi poked his head round the door of the bathrooms. He heard sobs, then sniffs, then silence. "Naru-kun…" Itachi knocked on one of the doors, where he thought he heard the sobbing come from.
"You in there?" There was silence, and Itachi went into the next stall, and poked his head over the top of it. There, he didn't see blonde hair, but…
Raven hair. Sasuke sat on the lid of the stall, shaking with sobs he refused to let escape.
"Hey… Sasuke?" Itachi frowned. Sasuke looked up with red eyes. His face was not the usual tanned colour, but a sickly pale colour. Tears stained his cheeks and continued to run.
"I hate you…" Sasuke spat out. "I hate you!" Itachi was taken aback.
"Sasuke…"
"You ALWAYS think that you are better than me! ALWAYS! Whenever dad is here, he pays attention to you, and not me! I'm just a shadow! I'M IN YOUR SHADOW!" Sasuke yelled, coming up to face Itachi.
"And you… you even go and torture me… you can get anyone you want, and you chose him. Him." Sasuke hissed, his teeth bared in a grimace. Itachi stepped down from the toilet seat.
"If that's how you feel about him, then take him."
Itachi saw Naruto in the halls, his head bowed. He pretended not to notice. Itachi saw Naruto again, walking past his classroom. Naruto had taken a quick sweep of the classroom with his eyes, then had quickly moved on. Itachi had ducked under the desk, pretending to look inside his bag. When Itachi drew his head from under his desk, he thwacked it down onto the wood, groaning with pain and annoyance. Just as Gai came through.
"NO! DEPRESSED STUDENT!" He screeched, falling backwards with the back of his hand against his forehead. Severeal students sniggered at Gai, then at Itachi. Itachi put his forehead against the desk and pressed his arms over his head. Ukon and Sakon looked at eachother, concerned. The last time Itachi had been like this was when he ditched Kisame. They bit their lips in unison, and began to scribble down on bits of paper in a frantic silent conversation.
Lunch came, and Naruto was with the rest of the group. But he wasn't speaking. His eyes were red, and his skin pale. Itachi was talking to Kisame, his back turned to Naruto. A fresh wave a tears dripped off his chin and nose. Gaara had one hand to his forehead, looking at Naruto in worry. Ukon and Sakon were sitting by Naruto's side, their arms around his shoulders.
"Hey, Naruto…"
"We know it's a horrible feeling, being ditched, and all…"
"Its happened to both of us. Lots."
Naruto looked at the pair, his eyes filled with hurt.
"I've gotten over Sasuke, though… Itachi hasn't ditched me… has he?" Naruto took one look at Itachi's back, and ran.
"Oh, fuck it!" Ukon swore. He took off after Naruto, Sakon in close pursuit. Itachi followed them until they had entered a building. He turned to look at Gaara, and found himself locked in an angry glare.
"You've done something very bad, Uchiha. You are as bad as your brother." Gaara walked off to follow the other three.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it!" Naruto sobbed, slamming his head against the concrete.
"FUCKING HELL!" Ukon skidded to a halt outside the bathroom. One wall was spattered with dark liquid. In the middle of it was Naruto, his back to Ukon. Ukon turned Naruto to face him, and stepped backwards. His face was dark with the blood from his forehead. Sakon appeared in the doorway, and almost screamed. He ran and grabbed tissue from one of the stalls, and began to dab at Naruto's face. Ukon slung his arm around Naruto's shoulders, and led him from the bathroom, slowly and carefully.
"Sakon, clear this up. I'm going to show the Uchiha bastard what he has done."
Itachi saw blonde, green and red in the distance. He turned away from the three figures, not wanting to look at them. His hands curled into fists, his purple nails digging into the skin of his palms. He felt a hand tapping on his shoulder, and looked round. He screamed at the sight of Naruto, who was covered in blood.
"You like what you have done to him?" Gaara snarled. "You must do." Naruto's tears ran down his cheeks, and fell onto the concrete beneath him. The salt water of the tears was pink-red from the blood. Itachi looked away. Kisame frowned, and turned away from Itachi. Then they left. Itachi was left there to ponder his mistakes.
Sasuke saw the blood-covered Naruto, and gaped. He had hidden from the fan girls in the bathroom, and Naruto had walked in and was washing the blood off of his face. No-one was with him. Naruto's fingers ran along the wound in his head. He winced, then gasped. Sasuke had reached over and was caressing his fingers with his own. Naruto felt the stinging tears in his throat, and let them fall. He shook softly as the tears fell. Sasuke frowned, and pulled Naruto into a hug. Naruto's hands strayed onto Sasuke's chest, and Sasuke felt the tingling excitement he had felt when Naruto did that to him before. But this time, Naruto pushed away. He wiped away his tears, and walked out of the bathroom, leaving Sasuke to look at the door, his arms outstretched.
"Naruto…"
AN/ Dun dun DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN! Le gasp, Naru-chan is a slut. Wh00t for fox man whores! Especially lil Uchiha ones. Heehee.