Ok I bet you people are wondering why Sasuke is so OOC? But how do you know that? I've tried to keep what he says as close as I can to what I believe he would say in the manga, but we have no idea what he might be thinking. For all we know while Sasuke looks meaningfully at some spot on the bridge as they wait for Kakashi arrive, he could be thinking about what recipe of cookies he could try and make next. Not that I'm saying he does though. My only point is that this story is told through he's head, and I think he has more self-control than other people to be able to flitter what comes out of his mouth. And because they live in today's age, I can't really have him obsessing over what new justu he should learn or about how to kill his brother, remember, this is a SASUNARU piece.
And after that little note.
"Blah" Talking
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Change of Pace: The trip of a life time; oh why god me, why always me?
The whole trip on the plane was hell. I tried to read the rest of Young Jump but every movement the blonde next to me made, had me glancing over is his direction, and I mean everything. From fidgeting around in his seat to trying to get his tongue to touch his nose, I saw every movement. He even took a nap for a while, which gave me the time to shamelessly stare at him. I was becoming obsessed just like Itachi. Eventually I had put my manga away and resigned myself to the fate that I wouldn't get past the only page I had read in the last 30 minutes.
As soon as the plane doors open and we're allowed out, I bolt to the exit, ignoring the exclamations my pushing has caused and make my way up the ramp and out to the seating area of the terminal. After a while some teachers and students file out. I heave a sigh of relief when Naruto doesn't come up to me and ask what is wrong; he's too busy talking to his friends anyway.
Watching as he laughs at something Kiba said I feel a pang of disappointment and a ting of jealousy rise up inside me. It's almost like I want him to say something to me like…I…want him to notice me… and only me. I'm left standing there as I try and get my thoughts in order, and it's only when I feel a pull on my sleeve that I look up expecting to see blue eyes looking back.
Disappointment as well as resentment, for who I don't know, again surface as I am left looking into wide green eyes. I finally register that it's only Sakura, and give my arm a small tug to dislodge her from my clothes. The blush that is only a little across her cheeks spreads to her whole face as she become embarrassed as well as shy.
"We're leaving now Sasuke-kun, we better hurry up if we don't want to get lost." Forgetting all about her earlier embarrassment, she once again grabs my arm as starts pulling me towards the rest of the group. Not bothering to try and fix her attachment on my arm again, I'm to busy looking for a blonde head, I miss seeing another blonde head storm its way over to me.
"Let go of him Sakura, don't you see he wants to go with me." Soon my other arm is encompassed by Ino, and I can start to feel a tug on both arms, almost like two dogs fighting over a dead rabbit. I guess that makes me the rabbit, the dead one, and if I don't watch out the girls will pull my arms off and I really will die. Giving each one a glare, which they both ignore due to the fact they aren't even looking at me anymore, I'm about to put all those Karate lessons my mother forced me to go to into good use, when a heavy weight is thrown onto my back, which effectively drags me to the floor in a heap. The girls, feeling a new pull on my arms let go, so they are left standing upright, lucky them. Noticing that my arms are free I'm about to semi-glare, my way of saying thank you, to the person who saved me when a loud voice yells in my ear.
"We're here, we're here, we're here. Can you believe this Sasuke, we're finally at Okinawa. Beaches, bikinis, and sport, this is going to be great." Yeah that's right Naruto, you just keeping yelling in my ear, occasionally jumping up and down to prove your point. Don't you worry about me; who is losing air to my lungs and blood to the rest of my body, due to the blush that is covering my face, and all because you are still sitting on me.
"Get…off…your heavy." I some how mange to the get that sentence out, albeit a bit choppy sounding, but it has the desired effect. I am now one 'Naruto weight' less then I was two seconds ago. Picking myself up in the most dignified way possible; which means ignoring the tanned out stretched hand and slowly rising to my feet, giving a quick brush off of any dust that may have gathered on my clothes, and all in one fluid motion. I know it works because soon two other bodies, namely Sakura and Ino's, are lying on the floor.
Maybe a bit too much. Oh well, at least it did its job. Which by the way, was almost nullified by the arm that is quickly slung over my shoulder as Naruto starts to steer me towards the rest of the group, which have started to collect their bags from those moving 'matty' things1. Starting to feel that same blush creep up my pale skin, a quick flick on the hand has the arm retreating back to its owner, and I'm left feeling a bit depressed due to lack of contact. And yes, I see the irony in that.
Making my way over to the moving suitcases, keeping an eye out for a black one with red swirls on it, it's almost hard to miss seeing Naruto's suitcase as it came around. It seems that Kodomo made Naruto use his bright orange suitcase. That way there would be no chance in hell that he could miss it.
It makes you wonder if the reason Naruto's favourite colour is orange because he generally likes it, or because he's been desensitised to it loudness because everything he owns is orange, so he doesn't lose it. Wonder if his boxers are orange? Does he even boxers? Maybe he's a briefs person.
"Sasuke, Sasuke. Look there goes your one. Quick, grab it." I watch as said 'orange lover' runs around the matty thing, totally ignoring his own suitcase, trying to make a grab for my own. I sigh as I watch the demented show play out as he rushes past people, knocking them out of his way, throw a quick 'sorry' over his shoulder only to then to repeat the process all over again with another person. And for what, someone else's suitcase. I watch as the orange monstrosity comes my way, pondering if I want to watch him have to run around again trying to get his own suitcase this time.
Decided that I might as well show appreciation to him for getting my suitcase, and maybe because I want to spend even a bit longer with him, I grab the thing as it passes by. Giving a giant heave I manage to pull in next to me all the while wondering what the hell he has in there. And if Kodomo had packed it, knowing full well she probably did, Naruto might have his whole bedroom in here, minus the bed and shelves.
No I take that back, including the bed and shelves.
Watching as a puffing Naruto comes back empty handed muttering something about old ladies hitting him with bags I almost feel glad that his missed it this time round. Of cause I can't let him know it so glare down at the hunched figure as it bends to catch its breath.
"Sorry Sasuke, damn thing got away from me, I almost had it too except for that damn little old lady and her…oh is that my suitcase? Thanks for grabbing it, I'm glad to see you didn't get a hernia while picking it up. I don't know what the hell my ma put in it; my room did look pretty empty this morning…" I look down has Naruto tries to get the handle of his suitcase up so he can wheel it away all the while listening to him ramble on about shit all, which makes me almost miss my own suitcase as it comes around once again. Ditching the blonde for the moment, I take two steps forward so I can grab my own as it passes, only to watch as it's pulled off just before it reaches my out stretched hand.
"Sasuke, I told you I'd get when it came around again didn't I? Geez you try to offer a friend help and what happens?" Ok now he's just talking to himself, grabbing my suitcase from his hand, all-so-subtlety letting our hands brush against one another, that's for the loss of contact from before, I make my way over to where the other students who have their stuff are waiting, knowing full well I have a blonde hot on my heels. The right blonde this time.
By the time everyone had their stuff together, our little duo had become a trio with Shikamaru, which I didn't mind, to a quartet with Kiba and his dog, how he managed to talk the school into letting him bring that thing with him I'll never know, which now just pisses me off.
Naruto by himself is a handful, but durable none the less, having dog-boy join the pack, hah a pun, is just hell on Earth. If one of them isn't yelling at the other in what they would call talking level, then that little yappy puppy is creating a hullabaloo by itself.
Just as I'm about to see if I've packed any headache tablets, a little white flag is raised smartly into the air with a cheery voice calling for all Konoha students to gather around.
Making a sophisticated mad dash2 to escape the zoo next to me, I find myself in the front of the group, being flanked, once again, by 'Double Trouble'. And besides that being the name of an old favourite board game of mine3, it was also code in my head for Sakura and Ino, who have once again found a way to be by my side. Did I say by my side, I meant seeping INTO my side, if those two girls get any closer; I wouldn't be just Sasuke anymore. I'd be some mutated half-boy, half-two-other-girls thing. Yeah, I've been hanging around Naruto too much.
Yanking my thoughts away from once again, Naruto, I'm just in time to catch that our tour guides name is Miki. And Miki seems to have a cheery personality to match well with her cheery voice, I wonder if it was a two for one sale?
She's small, even for Japanese with a round face and a big smile that forces her eyes closed, which reminds me of someone. Short black hair, that is still long enough to put into those really girly minuter pig tales that a like 2cm long, frames her face which has only the basic make-up on. Already I'm finding her more appealing then any of the girls in my class4. I guess the only down side is her voice. It's not just cheery, it's like…super-cheery or something, there really isn't a word that can give justice how cheery her voice is. If she doesn't talk at all, I think a beautiful 'tour guide, tourist relationship' could blossom between us. Oh, who the fuck am I kidding, what tour guide doesn't talk? Right, a deaf one. Moving on.
Which we are, moving on. Onto the bus, for a once again long and boring trip with me wondering if Naruto's shoulder is a good place to sleep, but only this time with more of a dirty thought behind it.
It's not until I feel a shaking reverberating through my body do I realise that I made good on the ponderings of whether Naruto's shoulder is good to sleep on or not. Which it is.
"Boy Sasuke, you sleep like a log, we're here already. What, did Minako keep you up last night when she was on the phone to my ma? I know I sure was." Not really wanting to pay attention to what my head rest is saying, I make a grunting sound, and nuzzle back into the soft spot my body heat created.
I'm snapped out of whatever sleep I might have still gotten when a garbling sound escapes the blondes mouth. I open one eye to peer at him confusedly. I'm rewarded with a very flushed red cheek, the only thing I can see, and a quick jolt of Naruto's body which has my floppy head falling straight into his lap. A millisecond later I'm attempting to put my head back into place for I had snapped it back so hard I swear I hear something snap.
Naruto bolts for the bus door as soon as there's a gap for him to get into the aisle, leaving me there to grab his bloody back-pack, not even once looking back at me. Well what do I expect, that's the closest I've been to his lower half since our mothers stopped forcing us to bath together which was only 8 years ago5.
Waiting for the bus to empty out before I even attempt to leave my seat my plan is once again foiled due to, not 'double trouble' this time, but one stoic; even more than me, redhead. The only redhead in our class. Who goes by the name of Gaara. Deadly Gaara. The same Gaara who is slowly walking down the aisle, once again a pun I'm full of em today, reading a letter.
There are three things wrong with this picture. One, Gaara is still on the bus; he is always the first to get off buses whenever there is a school trip because he just hates them. Two, he is walking slowly; Gaara has a medium to fast pace walk, and coupled with reason one should have him off this bus before you can say sandcastle. And last but not least three, he is reading a letter. And not just any letter mind you. If you look closely you can see the folds in the paper, that when folded would take the shape of a heart. How do I know this you ask, I get enough of them in my shoe locker to fold paper into that shape in my sleep.
So Gaara has a girlfriend…that just sounds weird. I find a way to suppress the shiver of horror that comes with thinking of that sentence, only for it to come back full force as I find myself staring into pale green eyes. And staring, and staring. When is this guy going to keep walking? I want to get off this bus too you know.
"I got a letter." All I can say is, wow, that was random and kind of gay to boot. He continues to look at me, which gives me the impression that he wants an answer.
"Right." I think he wanted me to say more, but he doesn't seem deterred by my response so I won't bother trying to humour him. He looks down at the paper once again, did I happen to mention that it's a light pink colour, and I mean really light pink almost creamy, before folding back into its heart shape. Finding myself once again looking to panda eyes I don't think anything could prepare me for what he says next, if he will say anything at all.
"It's from Neji." And with that Gaara turns back into the Gaara we all know and hate6, and is off the bus before I can even blink. If I could that is. Did he just say that that love letter was from Neji? I must have hear it wrong, I mean Neji? Hyuuga Neji? The same Neji from one of the most prestigious clans, after my own mind you, in our district? What the hell happened there? And who confessed to who? I might be able to get some pointers off of them. No, never mind pointers I need details, details.
Realising that there is no one left on the bus, I grab my stuff and the dobe's and run down the aisle hoping to catch a sight of red hair or long black hair nearby.
I'm rewarded with both sets of hair, standing right next to the door. Taking a step back I realise that if Gaara hadn't pointed out that somehow he was involved with Neji, you would never guess it. Even though both are leaning against the side of the bus there is a gap between them. Not a huge one, but big enough to make it seem to a passer by that it's just coincidence that both boys are leaning against the same side of the bus and are not secretly stealing glances at each other in the corner of their eyes. Just watching them makes you wonder how long they're been doing that for. And when did they notice that the other one did it as well? In just a few minutes of watching the two whatever doubt I had about the two really boyfriends is hurtled out the window. It's easy to pick up the signs now that you know their there.
Deciding that I won't try and talk to them just yet about their relationship I make my way over to Kakashi-sensei, who seems to be using his height over our other teacher, Iruka-sensei, to peer over his shoulder to read the names off the list and what room their staying in. I vaguely hear my name and 209 right after, but I'm to busy trying to find Naruto, plus my suitcase. Not finding the right blonde I head my to my room to put mine and Naruto's back-pack in my room so I can properly carry my suitcase.
Travelling down the hallways at camps has always been a favourite hobby of mine; you never know what you will hear from behind the paper thin walls.
For instance, I didn't know that Chouji could sing, eat and do some sort of version of the hocky pocky, I'm guessing by the song he's singing accompanied with certain thumps at the right time, all while unpacking his clothing into the closet.
I also didn't know that Hinata knew so many dirty words; my only guess is that her roommate hasn't shown up and she's ogling the picture of Naruto she always carries close to her heart. Really close, I think that if she doesn't watch out during a really hot day she'll end up tattooing the picture to her skin.
It's thanks to this little hobby of mine that I have that I even find out the Naruto has a crush on someone from our class. I can tell by the debate he's having with himself over if he should wear his normal orange swim trunks or the new ones he brought, which show off his tanned skin. My personal vote his that he should wear the new ones. Trust me, if he wears the other ones he looks like an orange blob, he's skin just blends into the material and can frighten small children, I've seen it happen.
Seeing as though I am right about bunking with Naruto I open the door to find said blonde in a pair of dark charcoal grey swim trunks, which really brings out his butt, reaching up to straighten out the blanket he must has just thrown up there.
I snap out of my trance just before the blonde turns around to find me staring at his ass.
"Hey Sasuke, I brought you suitcase up, it's behind the door and because I've been so nice to you, you'll let me have the top bunk." I really don't care if he makes me sleep on the floor, as long as he's back to his annoying self, and walking around in those trunks, I'm happy. I grunt in reply to tell him I don't care which bed he takes, and close the door to find my suitcase laying against the wall. Closed. At least he hasn't tried to unpack it. He did that one year, and after coming back from the toilet, I had found all my stuff strewn all over the room. I still even now don't know how he managed to get my underwear hanging off the ceiling fan. I've never trusted him again to help me unpack.
Dragging my suitcase over to my bed I decide that it would just be better if I lived out it for the next week. That way I know nothing will go missing, or somehow get caught up in Naruto's stuff. Then I won't get that call when arrive back home from Kodomo telling me she found a pair of my pants in Naruto's suitcase.
Plus the fact that I highly doubt that there is enough room left in our tiny room for any of my stuff. The room is small enough, fitting a bunk bed on one side, a closet just near bottom of the beds, a window next to the head of the beds and a tiny desk with about three shelves placed randomly on the opposite side of the room with a door that could only lead to the bathroom7. Now each shelf, the desk, top of the closet, and even managing to sit precariously on top of the door frame are small trinkets from Naruto's room. Makes the room looked really lived in, I think. That, or creepy.
See, most of Naruto's things from his room are little ninja figurines or ones from his favourite manga. I can pick out little action pieces from mangas like 'Eyeshield 21' and 'Yu Yu Hakusho'8, my favourite one is of Hiruma wielding…getting off topic there.
I flick the padlocks open and start to dig around for my own, black with red lining swim trunks. I eventually find them, placed away in a little corner, and head to the bathroom to change and grab a towel. Once decked out in the right beach attire, I'm ready to head across the road to the beach for a few hours of sun, surf and sand, with a very giddy happy Naruto.
This should be good.
Not.
TBC…
1 Sasuke means conveyer belt, or Caracole. Even though he may act smart, there are just some things that Sasuke doesn't know. And the only one he'll admit it is to himself. You'll never hear him say 'matty things' out loud that would make him sound like…Naruto or something.
2 Can you even really make a 'sophisticated mad dash'? I think Sasuke just ran like a bat out of hell to the white flag, could mean surrender, but still wants to keep his pride so he snazzys up the 'mad dash' part with the 'sophisticated' part. Smart isn't he?
3 Does anyone remember the games 'Double Trouble' and (can't remember the other one right now). They came out together and were both very similar. They had the set of die in the middle of the board under a plastic dome which you would push on to roll the dice. I loved that game, it caused many a heartbreak to my younger cousin, because I said she was cheating, and she was. It was so good I made her cry. I was an evil child, and now I'm a bitchy, moody teenager/almost adult. And because I kind of based this story on my experience why not make Sasuke's favourite board game one of my own? This story will be littered with snippets of bits from my life. You know what they say, 'writing about life experiences is more believable' but my life ain't that exciting so most of this story is made-up.
4 Sasuke is mostly talking about how most of the girls in his class wear make-up which in like a 5cm cake of their face which is why he won't date them. He goes for the more 'natural', 'down to earth' kind of girl, and yes he does like girls. Remember he is just finding himself attracted to boys, well, namely Naruto.
5The last time Naruto and Sasuke took a bath together was when they were ten, it would have been quite funny, seeing as because the bath is so small they would be almost jammed together, with barely any water in the tub.
6 I do NOT hate Gaara, I in fact love Gaara, especially when he becomes Kazekage, he becomes sooooo hot. Like fire. But Sasuke doesn't really like him; I think it has something to do with Gaara being voted 'Most Stoic Person' in their year level. Sasuke feels that he has been cheated of that title. He received 'Hottest Guy' but obviously he isn't happy with just one title, he wants them all. 'Hottest Guy', 'Most Stoic Guy', 'Hottest Girl'… the list goes on.
7 Ok there room is like a cross between a hotel and a camp hut. At all the camps I've been to and all the hotels I've stayed at I've never been to one that looks like this, but who cares if there isn't a place like this I don't really care, I'm also going by memory the Okinawa is, in fact, near a beach. If you have gone to a camp hut/hotel that sounds like this I would be happy to hear from you.
8 Both 'Eyeshield 21' and 'Yu Yu Hakusho' are owned by Shounen Jump. I especially love 'Eyeshield 21' it's really good. It's an American football manga and really funny. I suggest you guys read it. 'Yu Yu Hakusho' is about a boy who becomes a Sprit Detective and with the help of a schoolmate and two demons, keeps the world safe from bad demons and stuff.
AN: Well there you go people, another Chapter from me. Now, in case any of you aren't reading my other fics, you won't know this. I'm going to Malaysia on the 1st of Jan next year and I won't be back until the end of July. Hopefully I might be able to make updates between those times, but I can't guarantee it. Lets all pray that I decide to write a few chapters while I'm over there, so that when I do get back you guys will have a massive amount of reading to do from me. Now after me Clap, Clap, Clap…And wish.