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Pairings /SasuNaru

Warnings / shonen ai-boy x boy-, language…I swear to much…spelling GAAAAAAAAAAAAAH MY GRAMMAR! THE PAIN, THE AGONY!


Devil in disguise

Chapter 4 – Closet case

…Suddenly there where something, someone tapping me on my shoulder, which resulted in;

me giving out a very…manly…shriek, to drop the cup I was holding to the floor where it shattered to at least fifty pieces, for me to somehow get stuck with my pants to the doorknob to the cupboard-door and me having the very close and frightening experience to a heart-attack.

The seconds after, was painfully quiet.

The ticking from the clock hanging over them and buzzing from the toaster didn't lessen it or help.

Sasuke had his hand still outstretched and he looked at Naruto as if he had sprouted a second head, a very deformed one, while Naruto had his own hand pressed over the place where his heart was and looked at Sasuke as if he was far more evil and twisted than someone with two heads.

"I was going to ask you where Iruka keep his extra towels but never mind…I doesn't matter." He said slowly while slowly taking a step backwards as he was afraid that sudden movements would make Naruto attack.

This was the moment I noticed with a twitching under lip that Sasuke was wearing his favourite clothes defined as -as little as possible because I'm a creepy soon to be paedophile- or –I like when I can feel a breeze between my legs- or – HELL YEAH, I'M MAKING NARUTO UNCOMFORTABLE-.

"Towels? We don't have any towels, never had…or I mean, of course we have. We just don't use them…I mean…eh, they're in the wardrobe in his room."

This was of course, by coincidence spoken with a rather shrill voice, some even could call it hysteric.

Sasuke was clearly belonging to that group, so this very disturbing smug-looking grin slowly spread in his face while a knowing glint in his eyes appeared.

He stretched his arms over his head, then draw a hand through his wet black hair and hooked his thumbs to the (1)towel gliding it dangerously lower, revealing more pale skin if possible.

SHY! I couldn't help that I was shy! I have lived a very sheltered life, yes I'm innocent and pure.

Indeed, shy, that was the word for me.

It was why my face's colour somehow shifted to red and why my under lip began to twitch like crazy.

I had to get away from him before he corrupted me with his…his…yeah…Sasuke-ness.

I turned my head from him and decided to walk away from him.

Yes! That was what I would do ignore him. Because he wasn't worth enough for my…

...I was stuck.

"Naruto what is wrong? Do you feel sick?" He asked with a very-not-Sasuke-like-voice, didn't fool me though, because the expression in his face was a VERY-smug-irritating-Sasuke-like one.

He took a small step closer.

STUUUUUUCK! I WAS STUCK! WHY WAS I STUCK!

"Naruto?"

"Erughh…"

…You can't really blame me. I will never be comfortable looking at a half nude Sasuke, specially a Sasuke clad only in a towel, a towel that is so small and short that it precisely covers his thighs. Dripping water to the floor because it's in his system that he can do whatever he wants-

As I said you can't really blame me for the inability to move, to make a sound that actually was a word.

Cause I will never be comfortable standing so close to a wet half naked Sasuke. So close that his warm breath hit my face and makes me completely aware of his slightly open mouth that open and closes for every loud breath he took and pink tongue tip that licked his lips only for a small second.

This was the moment I thought I was going to die of a heart attack, false alarm again.

Or maybe I had already died and gone to hell…

…Heaven maybe I had gone to heaven because Sasuke's lips were warm and very soft and his silky hair even softer and…AND HELL, I WAS DEFINITELY IN HELL! Because I was kissing Sasuke, and I had fucking sighed, and my hands was burrowed in his wet hair, I wondered for a crazy second if you really could feel how soft someone's hair was when said hair was wet.

He must have reached the same conclusion, that hell was upon us, because he ripped his lips that had been attached to mine at the same moment as I did.

Plus his eyes were inhuman wide-round and big, his mouth was open in a never ending scream or something…

Yes if I had not been so terribly disturbed by the event that had just occurred I would had laughed until I had choked and died.

A strangled inhuman sound came out from the both or us and a second later, we were rubbing our lips like possessed.

"I tripped!" Sasuke said with a shrill voice.

"YES, ME TOO!" I said and nodded eagerly.

Then he swirled around and ran away from the kitchen making the poorly attached towel drop to the ground.

My toasted bread decided to pop up.

…I was still Stuck…

Great.


The apartment was quiet when Iruka got home.

No angry yelling voices, no shrill screaming, no pained sounds, no banging sounds from Naruto hitting the locked door to his ex-room, no disturbingly suspicious noises…nothing.

At first he considered the thought that Naruto and Sasuke had at last killed each other.

But he decided against it because if, then the apartment would had been completely smashed…or burned and the apartment from his point of view was perfectly fine, just like he had left it this morning.

Maybe they had actually left the apartment, something they hadn't done under the whole weekend, maybe they at last was going to give each other a chance and have fun down town.

Iruka thought with a hopeful smile in his face as he walked into the kitchen.

The sight of Naruto sitting by the table staring into the wall met him, and crushed his dreams of Naruto's and Sasuke's newborn friendship.

"Naruto…" He said with a disappointed voice.

Naruto had jumped at his name and turned his head towards Iruka with a somewhat panicked look in his face but calmed down when he saw that it was Iruka.

"Ir-Iruka…welcome home."

"…What?"

"…Ehm…Welcome home." Naruto said with a cheerful voice and then he did some twitching movements with his mouth that was supposed to be a smile.

"…Why are you saying that?" Iruka slowly said with suspicion creeping into his voice.

"What do you mean? Can't I welcome you home." Said the very polite Naruto.

"What is wrong…where is Sasu…Oh my god, where is Sasuke what have you done?" Iruka screeched and then raced to Sasuke's room, ripping down some object from the bureau in the hallway when gripping thecloth it stood on for balance because of hisskiding over the carpet.

Why did he leave this morning? Yes his job, but he knew he couldn't leave hem alone. Why, why? Naruto was SO grounded! If Sasuke was laying dead somewhere, Naruto was grounded for the next twenty years. No, he would be dead! He would kill him! Because that was that he deserved! Why, god why?

Before he could throw up the door and came to Sasuke's rescue, Sasuke opened it.

"Oh…there you are." Iruka said.

Sasuke didn't bother to answer and walked past Iruka.

"Great, just my nerves." Iruka said with a forced and nervous laugh and scratched his head. "…just my nerves…Everything is alright."


Or maybe not… Iruka thought, two hours later at the dinner table.

The tension in the air was slowly choking, stabbing or just plainly killing him.

The boys stabbed at everything they wanted with their forks and by accident almost stabbed each others hands.

"Are you excitedbefore the trip, then?" He asked them with a cheerful voice when he decided that he no longer could stand the silence and the two boys immediately turned their heads towards him and looked at him like they had forgotten that he also was there.

"Sure…" Naruto muttered and viciously attacked at sausage.

"Where are you going?"

"Don't know." Naruto said in the same low muttering voice.

"You don't know!" the cheerfulness in the voice was turning forced.

"…Well I don't remember." The ever so vocal Naruto answered.

Iruka decided that Naruto was a lost cause and turned to Sasuke that answered before he could ask.

"Sun-valley. Where you dreams came true" He said with a dark voice.

"…Oh…How fun."

"Yes." Answered Naruto in an even darker voice than Sasuke's.

"Well what have you packed?"

"…Packed?"


He had been distracted, that was why he hadn't packed. Why couldn't Iruka see that? See that it was all Sasuke's fault, it always was.

Maybe the two of them had started a pact. Ruin Naruto's life because we hate him.

"Wonderful." He muttered while throwing his toothbrush down his bag.

Hallelujah, for sun-valley.

There he would avoid, avoid and again avoid.

Because he wasn't sure his psyche could handle two more days in the same room, in the same house as Sasuke.

"What more do I need?" Naruto said to himself and looked down his bag with his toothbrush and hair gel.

"Clothes." Naruto said in a dark voice and swallowed hard.


The knocking on the door disturbed him from his ceiling-watching.

Disturbed him from the little fantasy that he had created, the fantasy that said that he had never left the room this morning, that he had never showered and that everything was perfectly normal.

Uh-uh, he had not kissed Naruto.

If some lip-activity had occurred, of course no such thing had happened, but uf then it clearly was Naruto that had practically thrown himself at him. Yes what could he say, the Uchiha looks was too hard to resist.

The knocking turned into banging.

"Ey, open. I need clothes." A voice to a certain idiot said.

…Maybe he could ignore it? Then the not wanted person maybe would go way.

"You can ignore me, but I'm not going away." The voice said.

…Or maybe not.

"I'll be your living nightmare."

He slowly pushed himself of the bed and then walked to the door in an even slower tact and the hand that gripped the key that had locked the door was not quivering, he was not nervous at all.

"I mean it…I" Was what Naruto managed to say before the door was opened.

"Oh.."

They stared at everything that wasn't each others for awhile, extremely uncomfortable and uncharacteristic silence spreading once again between them and then the moment passed and Naruto pushed past him to walk towards the closet.

Grumbling Naruto tried to open the closet door in some jerky movements. But it refused to give in even a slightest centemeter.

The door had not opened for him as long he had possessed the room, so he didn't understand why it would now. Still he walked towards it when Naruto said.

"What are you doing you smug bastard? To much of a bastard to help?"

This was clearly not something that Naruto had expected because when Sasuke pressed his shoulder against the closet door, making them stand face to face. Naruto tensed and swallowed with eyes widening in poorly hidden surprise.

"Ehm, Okay." He said in a somewhat confused and suspicious voice.

Well I couldn't blame him, I was in chock myself. Helping Naruto had never ever been high up on my to-do list.

"On three I guess." He continued and focused on something over my shoulder that wasn't my face.

"One.

Two.

Push."

Immediately the door opened for them with a loud crack and they feel into it in a tangle of limbs.

Sasuke's head made a painful impact with a wooden shelf, which made his head and the world swim for a moment and Naruto somehow landing on him, squeezed him down with his weight which made the air go out his lungs and his eyes almost pop out.

His eyes focused on a blond mop of hair.

"Why does it always happen to me?" Naruto moaned and rubbed his forehead against my chest clearly forgetting who's chest it was.

It was then my head actually realized that Naruto's body was pressing down against mine.

His warm body…

…and even hotter mouth that when he muttered about the unfairness of life to himself, the voice vibrated through my whole body.

"Get of me moron!" My scandalized and shrill voice screeched.

It was ridiculous. My voice never got girly, it was against natures law. I had have my damn voice change when I was eleven! Eleven!

"Sure I'm sorry, sorry for existing." He answered and pushed himself up so his weight was on his hands.

"You know, It wouldn't hurt to be nice once in a while."

I gave him a dark look that said everything.

"I'm serious."

This was not something I wanted toe hear from; Number one- pain in the ass!

Especially not when that person squashed my legs to the ground with his own making me feel very uncomfortable.

"So NOW you're not talking to me!"

What? What was he on about? I never talked to him! Well insulting wasn't really talking.

His eyes was becoming a darker blue and his cheeks turning flaming red, just as it did before a fight. Normally I would enjoy the sight often provoke it into appearing.

But it this position, trapped between Naruto's arms…it suddenly wasn't fun at all. It was in fact surprisingly hard to breath.

"Get.of.me."

He looked at me strangely and then said with a calm voice

"No, I don't think I will."

"What!" The voice went dangerous close to that shrill tone.

The hands that I was going to push him off with, he gripped in his own and slammed them down to the floor.

"I think we are going to have a nice little chat with each other what a stuck up bastard you really are and that I really don't like MOLESTING!" He screamed in my face, the calm voice gone with the wind.

Oh.

…it was that he was working himself up about.

Crap.

"WHAT?"

Yep the girly voice was back.

"Don't you dare 'WHAT' me! You know what I'm talking about!" And I was deeply disappointed and insulted that his voice had actually dropped a few pitch.

The blond hair was falling down in his eyes making the eyes look even bluer in contrast to the blond colour.

My eyes followed every movement in his face and they didn't miss the tongue tip wetting his lips.

I wasn't the only one that had trouble breathing. His was coming out quite jagged.

And it was the only thing that I heard except the loud pounding in my head.

His face had been coming closer and closer the more upset he became and now his nose was only centimetres away from mine.

His hands had lost its grips around my wrists and slid up my arms no real goal in it's movements and was it only me or was he coming closer and the room sickly hot?

Only a few centimetres more and we would be connected.

Only a few.

"OH MY GOD! Naruto? Sasuke?" Iruka's scandalized voice screamed.


Ah...know, such acliffhanger.

(1)Yes, he is wearing a towel, he asked for another one because the one he wears is very...minimum. Yes, very logical.

This was the worst chapter yet. I will probably fix it soon.

I'm slower than…than…something.

Well here's the chapter, sorry for taking so long. Have my reasons even if they're probably not so good.

Well next chapter it will be the….

FIELD TRIP! Dun dun… Exciting, Exciting!

Well I wanna excuse my poorly attempt of English grammar. SORRY! It will never be my strong point especially when my native language is Swedish. SO SORRY!

So…

FearfulDreams -2lazy2signin... If you still want to beta read it? I'm not insulted, I mean it. All I know always complain on my spelling, I always complain on my spelling, plus I'm so lazy and such a disgrace for writers- so I don't edit…don't go through it…Don't look at all my typing mistakes.

But I'm kind of suspicious towards beta-reader though. The two latest I had, didn't do anything with the text. Well I thinks they didn't, maybe I didn't notice. But it seemes like theyjust sent it back to me. Hmm...

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