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Hey, sorry for the wait. There will be three more chapters, including this one, until the end. Six more reviews and this story will reach 100, which I will then be drawing the make-out scene in the tent. Itachi pic will probably be up tonight. Um…so that's it. . PLAY NARUTO-ARENA! (naruto-arena. c o m)
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Chapter 10: Late Night Activities
--- (Naruto POV) ---
I remember staying the night at Sasuke's, and falling asleep on his huge bed slightly sandwiched between Sasuke and Itachi. In my dreams, I hear hushed voices going, "Shhh! On three." The next thing I know, two bodies are on top of mine and I'm wide awake.
"What the hell!" I scream, sitting up and trying to blink myself awake. I notice a pair of hungry eyes on my naked torso, and I give Itachi a tired look. He just smiles innocently and blushes slightly.
"There's school today, Naruto," Sasuke says, tugging me off the bed. I notice he's fully dressed, and I wonder how he can be awake so early. He laughs, shoves a pile of orange clothes in my arms and toast in my mouth and pushes me lightly in the bathroom.
"You seem excited," I grumble from inside the bathroom, pulling on a t-shirt with a fox on it and some jeans. I just hear Sasuke bouncing outside the door in excitement. I think he had too much caffeine, but whatever.
I emerge from the bathroom to be greeted with a half-naked Itachi and Sasuke smiling in a Cheshire cat way. "I'm having a small party tonight. I have it every year. I have plenty of invitations," Sasuke drops a stack of cards in my arms, "so invite who you want."
I'm still half asleep so I just look at the blue envelopes in my arms. "What about him?" I ask, looking at Itachi. Sasuke grins again, while Itachi just looks slightly wary.
"I got that covered."
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Hinata, Chouji, Gaara, and Shino don't need invitations, since they're best friends with Sasuke and I. So during all my classes, I go around and hand everyone invitations. I haven't talked to Sakura much, so I'm still not sure what to expect when I walk up to her.
"Sakura-chan," I call out, walking up to her desk. She squeaks and looks up fromher book and blushes. "There's a party at Sasuke's tonight. All the info is on here," I say, smiling kindly and handing her an envelope.
"Mmm…thanks…Naruto-kun," she whispers, blushing madly. I just wave and head over to Neji, Lee, Shikamaru, and Kiba. A wave of sadness washes over me as I see them, but I immediately put on my huge smile.
"Hey guys," I wave energetically, passing them all invitations. Akamaru barks and takes the invitation for Kiba, who just sits there. Lee takes it like he couldn't care less. However…
"Dude, we're invited!" scream Neji and Shikamaru, hopping up to stand on their desks in excitement. I notice long pixie sticks in their hands, and I can't help but stare in amazement. The party is going to be interesting.
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Even though he's a teacher, Kakashi doesn't seem to care that there's a party at his house, so he went to Iruka's. Thankfully I'm here, not there. The first people to arrive were Kankurou, Temari, Gaara, Chouji, Hinata, and Shino. The rest arrive in big groups.
Sasuke brought home some temporary blonde hair dye for Itachi, and made him lose the ponytail. He had him dress in a black tank top and some slightly baggy blue jeans. I couldn't stop laughing, but it was easy to stop after Itachi shoved his face in mine, our lips barely separate, and smirks.
The first two hours everyone just dances, drinks, talks, hang out and make out. Sasuke and I don't drink, so we just wander around, talking and dancing and drinking soda. Itachi caught me once when I wasn't paying attention and made me dance a few songs with him. By now Sasuke knows something happened between us, and snickers. I shoot a glare at him.
Soon after that, Sasuke climbs up on a chair and whistles loudly. "Can I have your attention please?" he yells after the music has been turned off. He opens his mouth to continue, then stops and looks at something in the corner of the room. "If you'd kindly put your…," he squints, "Uno game away, it's time for Spin the Bottle." He says this kind of sadly, as if he was forced to say it. Sure enough, he turns to step off the chair and glares playfully at Hinata.
I sulk; there's no one here I want to kiss. I notice Itachi staring at me again, and I try to put some space between us when sitting down in the huge circle. Albel, a guy in my Biology who almost killed me with his eyes when I gave him the invitation, sits down beside me. Fayt, the only guy who puts up with the cranky guy, sits beside him.
"This is a complete waste of time," I hear Albel mutter, and I turn slightly to glare at him.
"Then why did you come?" The only reply I get is a 'fool' though, and I mutter and turn away. To my luck, Itachi had gotten a seat directly across from me and stares at me as the game starts.
"Alright Kiba, you start. Whoever the bottle lands on, boy or girl, you go in that closet," he points, "for three minutes with." Kiba looks around and shrugs, grabbing the bottle and placing it on the ground, he spins it.
A few people hold their breath, a few look scared, while a few (mainly Hinata) look hopeful, staring at the bottle intently. It slows down, and ends up stopping on Sarah, a girl I talk to sometimes in my English class. She has blonde hair, gray eyes, and she was a bit on the short side.
She blushes and stands up, while Kiba chews on his lower lip as they walk into the closet. A few people go over to try to listen through the door, but they sit back down after Sasuke glares at them. He still has that glare, that hasn't changed.
Three minutes go by, and the pair exit after Akamaru, who was wagging his tail joyfully. They sit back down, next to each other this time, and their hands are clasped in each other's.
Lee sighs and reaches forward to spin the bottle. Sakura. She squeaks and blushes furiously, shaking her 'no' from side to side wildly. Lee only smiles kindly, tugs her up, and drags her to the closet.
Albel is next, since he wanted to be. A few scowls and insults decided that. He reaches for the bottle to spin it when… he simply turns it and makes it point to Fayt. Fayt gasps lightly and glares a little at Albel. Albel just smirks, runs a hand through Fayt's blue hair, licks his lips, and drags him to the closet.
The game continues the normal way, two people using Albel's method. Sasuke has had to kiss Gaara and Tenten. A few guys have had to kiss Tsunade-baachan (Yes, the principal came to the party) and I've gotten away with kissing nobody.
It's now Itachi's turn, and I gulp. I know he's going to use Albel's method with the bottle. I plead with my eyes at Sasuke, and I can see he's torn from worry and amusement. When Itachi makes the bottle point at me, I yell out, "THAT'S CHEATING!"
Sasuke, a.k.a. Traitor, says, "You didn't say anything before," and raises an eyebrow. Amusement has won over worry, and I growl low in my throat and stomp off towards the closet, Itachi following me happily.
When he places a hand on my waist and leans down, I hiss, "Touch me and I'll make sure your ability to make children will be gone."
"Please?" he begs, and I shake my head, crossing my arms. He begs some more, and I make him settle for holding me. He holds me from behind and we stay like that in the dark closet until time is up, me thinking deadly thoughts about Sasuke.
Nothing interesting came from Truth or Dare, except some streaking down the street. The party ended early in the morning, and I expect there to be a lot of absent, or otherwise sleeping, students during school.
Itachi comes out from the bathroom, drying his now-black hair with a towel. I kick him in the shin. "Damn! What?" he whines.
I smile innocently and we go to bed. He gets me back a few moments later by pecking me lightly on the lips, resulting in a screaming fest from me that ended quickly when Sasuke whacked me over the head with his pillow. I pout and we all fall asleep, me once again sandwiched.
--- (Sasuke POV) ---
I get up early to actually make breakfast before school; scrambled eggs, bacon, and some biscuits. I know when people imagine me, they don't think of 'good cook.' Shows how simple-minded some can be.
I'm surprised when Naruto doesn't wake up from his spot on the couch at the smell of food, but then again this isn't the ramen-crazed Naruto I miss. So I walk over to the couch, yank the blankets off the sleeping figure, wrap a hand around his ankle, and I give a good, hard yank. So now he's gotten to wake up on the floor.
"Usuratonkachi," I sniff, walking back to the kitchen to scoop food onto a plate. Naruto glares and walks to the bathroom to get dressed and clean up; probably in my clothes. I don't say anything about it, since I was the one who told him to stay the night.
He comes back in the kitchen wearing one of my black shirts and shorts, and without a word scoops up some eggs, bacon, and grabs a biscuit. As he's spreading strawberry jelly on the biscuit, he asks, "How'd you sleep?"
"I slept fine. Why wouldn't I?" I ask, meeting his eyes and giving him my death glare, daring him to mention yesterday's events.
"Just being polite. Guess you're not a morning person," he mutters. I just grunt and sit at the table, shoving the food down my throat as quickly as possible. "Do you ever have parties?" he asks.
I stop eating, my fork halfway to my mouth. I immediately put it down, realizing how stupid I look. "Hn," I smirk. "Why would I?"
Naruto shrugs. "The other Sasuke throws a party every year. It's always around this time; they're always fun. I was just curious…"
I get up and toss the leftover food into the trashcan, and place the plate and fork in the sink. I turn to face him. "I'm not sure you realized this, but I'm a different Sasuke. Same past, but very different outcomes, and very different personalities," I sneer, throwing my backpack over one shoulder and stalk out the door.
The day passes by slowly; the same thing, day after day. Naruto hanging out with Neji, Lee, Shikamaru, and Kiba. Girls hanging off my arms. The only difference is Sakura isn't one of them; she seems she nervous around me, almost regretful. She should be.
Orochimaru, my freaky biology teacher, has gotten the habit of leering at me lately. When I feel his gaze on me, I just look up and glower at him. Uchiha Sasuke takes shit from no one. It still freaks me out, though.
I had just finished making a sandwich when someone knocks on my door. One guess who that is. I open the door and Naruto walks in and smiles at me. "Hey, Sasuke. I had to stay late to practice Romeo and Juliet, I came by to get my clothes," he says.
He walks to the bathroom after I nod in response, finishing off the sandwich. Naruto has changed back into yesterday's clothes so he could leave mine here, and is about to leave. I don't really know why I ask what comes out of my mouth next. It seems almost necessary, but that doesn't make sense. Maybe I feel a little guilty about treating him like shit. Who knows.
"Want to stay the night?" I mutter, meeting his gaze head-on. Naruto just stares, confusion written all over his face. After a while, a slow smile stretches across his face and he nods.
"Sure. I'm going to run home and get some clothes." I just grunt and sit on the couch as Naruto runs out the door to his house. Ten minutes later, Naruto was in my house again and he's forcing me to watch some idiotic show about ninjas.
After five minutes of 'chakras' and 'jutsus' and feeling my IQ drop by the second, I snap. "Who the hell watches shows about ninjas? Why do people watch television? It just interferes with more important things."
"You don't watch tv? At all?" Naruto asks, cocking an eyebrow. I shake my head slowly, giving him the 'You're an idiot' look. He then gives me the 'Oh well, too bad' look and we continue watching his ninja show for another thirty minutes. I'm happy they're finally over, but then Naruto pulls out season one of it, and I seriously think about just kicking him out.
After a few more episodes though, I grudgingly admit, only to myself of course, that it isn't that bad of a show. I glance at the clock and it's almost six, and Kakashi still isn't home. Since Naruto is here, that means Iruka is alone at his house. I think you know the rest.
I turn the tv off and drag Naruto to my room, grabbing his backpack on the way past it. Once we reach my room, I close the door and stuff the backpack in his arms. "We've had your fun. Now it's homework."
The real Naruto would've whined and moaned, but this one just shrugs and nods, agreeing. I open my math book when he puts a hand on it, blocking my view of the problems.
"Isn't that a good anime, though?" he asks, smiling innocently. I glare at him and move his hand, only to have it come back again. "I'll remove it once you admit you liked it. I'm not that stupid, Sasuke."
"It's not that bad for something on a television screen, now move your hand, dobe," I snarl, ready to shed blood. He gets the picture, chuckles, and opens his own math book after taking it out.
"I thought you two were parallel," I mutter. Naruto shrugs.
"There's gotta be a few likenesses, I guess. It is fun pissing you off though." He dodges my punch.
We work on our homework, every once in a while Naruto asks me to help me with something. I get up an hour later to heat up last night's dinner, since I don't feel like cooking.
We sit there, across from each other, eating out steak silently. I feel an uneasiness in my stomach, but I ignore it. "I'm going to bed," I mutter, heading to the bathroom to change and brush my teeth.
"Let me guess, I sleep on the couch?" Naruto asks, chuckling slightly. I give him a 'What do you think?' look and he waits outside the bathroom for me to finish.
"Night Sasuke-kun," he teases. I stop on my way to my room and contemplate just charging him and knocking him unconscious. I settle for glaring at him and slamming my door shut.
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In my sleep, I feel someone staring at me. I force myself awake, blinking a few times, and look around my room trying to adjust to the dark. A figure stands right beside my bed, and I open my mouth to yell when a hand covers my mouth.
The figure leans forward, and blue eyes are right in front of my onyx ones. "Naruto, what the hell are you doing?" I whisper after yanking his hand off mine. I glance at the clock: twelve thirty. "Are you sleep walking?" I'll seriously kill him…
Naruto shakes his head and puts his index finger to his mouth, motioning for silence. "I'll tell you later. Let's just get out of here," he whispers. His voice is shaking slightly from fear.
He pulls me out of bed and drags me to the window. "Someone's in the house."
I growl low in my throat; he's so dense. "It's Kakashi, you idiot."
Naruto just shakes his head. "It's not. After I got up and ran into the hall, I peeked from behind the corner. He's taller than Kakashi." Fear and excitement spread throughout my body.
"He said he'd finish this later," I murmur, yanking my hand from Naruto's and heading over to my dresser. I open the bottom drawer, dig through my boxers, and pull out a gun. "I'm finishing this. Not him."
"Are you nuts?" Naruto hisses. "Remember how last time went?"
"Last time," I snarl quietly, "a certain someone had been stupid enough to get caught."
"Last time," Naruto mocks me, glaring, "a certain someone had been stupid enough to think a crazed fangirl had taken your cell phone hostage and left you a note to go to the alley so she could molest you."
"Like you thought anything different? No one expected it to be-"
"Fighting, little brother? How foolish," another voice, calm and emotionless, joins in, breaking up our little fight. We both spin around to face Itachi, dressed the same as last time; all in black. He's leaning against the doorway, arms crossed.
"Bastard," I hiss, raising the gun instantly and aiming at his heart. In the blink of an eye, Itachi ducks and lunges, pulling something out of his pocket. A sharp pain sears horizontally across my stomach, and that's followed with Itachi raising a leg and kicking me down to the floor.
I manage to keep a hold of my gun, though, and before he can stab me to death, I quickly aim at Itachi, trying to hit anywhere, and pull the trigger. He grunts a little and clasps his thigh, and takes out his own gun quickly from the other pocket, murder in his eyes.
Rolling on my stomach, I propel myself to the side and behind the bed, dragging Naruto along with me. Itachi scoffs a few feet away, and I quickly stand up and shoot again.
This time the bullet hits his left arm, and like a snake he's quickly in front of me once again and grabs my wrist, twisting it. I barely stop myself from screaming, but because of that I heard the bone in my wrist break. I probably would've heard it anyway.
Itachi grabs the gun just as it leaves my limp hand, but to both our surprise, Naruto jumps forward and on top Itachi. "Naruto, get the hell away! You'll die!" I yell, trying to ignore the pain now coursing through my left arm.
Naruto brings back a fist and punches Itachi in the jaw with all his might, and once again his stomach. Itachi has managed to get the knife and one gun back in his pocket, and tries to shoot Naruto but misses.
He manages to punch Naruto in the gut, then grabs his hair and yanks him off. Naruto aims a kick at his face but Itachi catches his foot, swings him around once and throws him away from him, sending him crashing into my dresser and lamp, shattering it and most likely cutting his back.
I get up and tackle him from behind, trying to keep my left arm away from any contact. I quickly grab my gun back, but Itachi snarls and head butts my forehead with the back of his head. I hiss in pain, and he whirls around and punches me in the face, sending me staggering away from him, and he takes the time to raise his gun.
I hear a gunshot, and all I can do is stand there, dizzy. I once again feel pain in my stomach, and I double over, letting out a low groan. He grabs my hair and yanks me up, then pushes me back against the wall and I slide down it, feeling my strength and will leave.
Itachi just stares at me for a moment, looking as if he was let down by my lack of fight. He turns to Naruto, who has fallen on the floor and is trying to get up, and aims his gun at him.
Memories flash through my head, begging me to do something. To stop what is about to happen at any cost. Naruto stuffing ramen down his throat, Naruto pouting then sticking his tongue out at me, Naruto and I bickering, Naruto and I playing in the sand when we were younger, Naruto's heart breaking in two as I turn away and toss our friendship away. Naruto.
"Naruto!" I yell, desperate. Itachi ignores me, the biggest mistake he ever made. Naruto's on his hands and knees, trying to catch his breath, and glaring up at Itachi challengingly. Pulling up strength once again, I clench the gun in my right hand, shaking slightly. I steady my breathing, and aim.
One last gunshot fills the air, and Itachi's eyes widen slightly before they become dull and he crumples to the floor. I pant heavily and drop the gun to the floor, staggering over to Naruto. I collapse to my knees when I reach him.
"I did it," I barely manage to get out. It felt as if a great burden was lifted, and a great burden has lifted. Our eyes meet, and we smile. "You okay?" I ask him.
"I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?" Naruto asks, mocking me. We chuckle, and I feel my eyesight getting a little blurry. "Sasuke?" His voice sounds far away, the only thing I can do is look up at him quizzically. Then my world goes completely black, the last thing I hear being, "Sasuke!"
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Whoo, what a chapter. XD No, Sasuke's not dead. I think this is my longest chapter yet, not sure though. It was really fun to write, I will say that. Two more chapters to go, maybe one. I might just roll them up into one..not sure. What would my reviewers like?
In case you're curious, after I finish One of a Kind, I'll be working on three new stories. All at once. x.x Another Naruto, this time in the same universe as the manga and anime, Star Ocean 3, and Final Fantasy VII. I'll probably have it where Sasuke comes back from Orochimaru, since I want to write in Sai. XD Anyway, they'll be Sasuke x Naruto, Albel x Fayt, and Cloud x Zack. Please leave a review, I'll appreciate it!