A loud, annoyed grumble emerged from the lips of a young male, who was laying on his stomach on a black couch with his face buried into a pillow. He pulled one of the thin white sheets over his head, curling up with his knees brought to his chest.
The doorbell to his apartment rang, sending an annoying ringing echoing through the whole apartment, bouncing off the walls and ringing around in his ears. It took two whole minutes of three more rings before he got up, trudged to the door, and opened it, the sliding lock keeping it from fully opening.
Onyx, sleepy eyes met with bouncy, happy, cerulean ones. The man inside the cool, air conditioned apartment just sighed, slamming the door back in the face of the happy-looking blue eyes.
"Sasuke-kun! Open this door now, damn it!" the slightly younger male screamed at the top of his lungs, pounding on the door with balled fists. A couple people peeked out of their own apartment doors to see what commotion was going on.
Sighing, the black-haired boy–with slight tints of blue to that hair, actually–finally unlatched the top, sliding lock, opening the door. The blonde-haired one outside nearly pounced on him, but the one named Sasuke took a step to the side, causing the blonde to land on his head and roll on his side. Sasuke just closed the door, locking it again, before walking back over to the couch, laying back down and burring his head yet again into the plush, comfortable pillow.
"That was really mean, you know..."
"I don't care," he muttered, his voice getting nearly completely lost into the pillow.
"Tch..." The blonde jumped onto the other male's back, crossing his legs and pushing his hand against the back of the black and navy hair. "Why are you always such an ass to me?"
"Naruto, get off me!" the other man suddenly yelled, lifting his head and turning slightly so that the blonde fell and hit his head on the table. He sighed, watching his 'friend' fall and land, then painfully scream and rub his head.
"You're such an ass..."
"Then why do you keep persisting to annoy me, Naruto?"
The blonde male stopped, taking on a stereotypical thinking posture with one finger right under his bottom lip, both lips slightly separated and eyes cast upward. He grinned his stupid grin, looking back to Sasuke. "Hell if I know. I just do... Come on, Sasuke-kuuuuun,"
"What do you want from me?"
"Let's go to the fair," he said, bouncing up and jumping up and down, up and down, up and down over and over in place.
"We have finals next week..." the agitated one noted, sitting up and rubbing his head. He hadn't had a good night sleep and was trying to catch a nap. He'd barely laid down when Naruto had suddenly come to annoy him to death.
"That's next week, and you can study later... Please, Sasuke? We never do anything fun together any more... It's been like that for the past three years ever since we got here..."
"College isn't the place where you just joke around and skip classes that you don't like... How the hell did you ever get here?"
"I just wanted to make sure that you didn't get smarter than me, of course." Sticking his tongue out, the blonde stretched his arms over his head, hiding the six, whisker-like marks–three on either side of each cheek. Bringing his arms back down, he grabbed Sasuke's wrist. "Please?"
"No..."
"I'm paying though!"
"No."
"Sakura will be there!"
"No!" he yelled, dreading the thought of Sakura being there all day long, trying to get him to ride some ride alone with her. That bubble gum-haired girl didn't seem to get it.
Naruto frowned. "Actually... she won't be there... I lied, hoping it would help..." He sighed, turning around, but not before pretending to give a wounded, defeated look. "I don't get why you refuse to just have one day of fun with me... You're always studying so much... You'll die of a brain cramp some day..."
"That's not really possible..."
"Gah, whatever... You're such an ass sometimes."
"You've told me that already today. Thrice."
"Well you are... Why can't you just have fun, huh? Like normal people?" Crossing his arms, he turned back to glare at the onyx-eyed male, frowning deeply.
"Why can't you calm down like normal people?"
"Tch, whatever..." He rolled his eyes, biting into his lower lip, tapping his sandal-clad foot. The sandal was a black color, matching the swirl design on his orange t-shirt, the shirt perfectly matching shorts that went to around his knees. The perfect time of year for the clothes, too; it was nearly ninety degrees outside, and there was barely a five mile-an-hour breeze, though it didn't feel sticky and gross like some days. It never did because of their geographical location of the entire community. It was a choice community, really.
He stared down at the other male for a minute, their black and blue eyes locking, glaring into each other's. Sasuke just stood up, walking towards his room and slamming the door.
Naruto blinked, following Sasuke with his eyes, before sitting down on the couch and sighing, staring at his reflection in the blank, black television screen. "Stupid Sasuke and his inability to just have some fun or acknowledge anything but his stupid ego..."
Ten minutes went by of the blonde brooding and glaring at his own reflection, then Sasuke's door opened, revealing the boy to be wearing white knee-length shorts and a sleeveless white shirt, feet clad in sandals slightly similar to Naruto's, only his were white. On the back of his shirt, there was Japanese-style-like fan, the top half red with an up-curved mark in the middle, the rest white with a thin black outline around the whole thing.
Though he was a bit hesitant about it, he stepped from the hallway and sat on the couch, a few inches away from Naruto, leaning back. The blonde grinned, looking at him.
"You look good in white," he teased, poking him in the arm. "Can we go now?"
"Eh... Whatever... As long as Sakura isn't going."
"Then come on!" Naruto exclaimed, jumping up, grabbing Sasuke's wrist and urging him towards the door. Sasuke, grabbing a small ring with a set of five keys and pocketing it, just allowed himself to be dragged out of his apartment. Though, he stopped Naruto to lock it.
The second Sasuke had the keys pack in his pocket, Naruto pulled him to the stairs, practically dragged him down them, and starting towards Sasuke's black, sleek Convertible.
Sasuke arched an eyebrow, seeing that his car was the only one in the lot. "You walked here?"
"It was only a couple miles and I didn't feel like taking the bus," he said, smiling at him. The hood went down when Sasuke unlocked the car and inserted the keys, allowing Naruto to jump in without the use of the door–as he so-often did.
"Idiot. You shouldn't walk that far."
"Why? Worried I'd get kidnaped and that something would happen to me, Sasuke-kuuuuun?"
Rolling his eyes–though choosing not to answer, so as not to really have to lie flat out to the blonde–Sasuke revved the car, pulling it out of the lot and heading down the slightly-crowded street. He already knew where the carnival was set up, though it was more like a humongous fair.
Pulling into the parking grounds, he quickly found a spot without the aid of some stupid orange-vested random person that always insisted on taking care of cars. He kept the hood open as the two went out, his keys hidden and tucked under a part of his seat that was completely unnoticeable to anyone just seeing the car; he figured that some of the rides Naruto would force him to go on gave him a chance of the keys falling out.
Sasuke, with his blonde friend leading him anywhere–and everywhere–ended up accepting a vanilla ice cream cone from Naruto, with the blonde licking at his own, as the wandered through the festivities, Naruto not letting up on asking him what he wanted to do first, and Sasuke not letting up on replying with a statement that the other should choose.
The two finished their ice creams just in time for Naruto to declare that they should go on the Ferris Wheel. Sasuke, not really caring one way or another–at some point, if he refused then, Naruto would have, he was sure, got him onto it anyway–agreed, accompanying Naruto into one of the carts and having the door shut after he entered. He seated himself across from Naruto, watching the blonde look around as they moved a bit, to allow someone else to get on. He'd seen how large the particular Ferris Wheel they were on was, and knew they went extremely high into the air.
'Tch, hope you're not afraid of heights, Naruto; I sure as hell am not going to hold you and get you down and shit.'
Soon, all the carts that were going to be loaded with someone or another were, and by that time, Naruto and Sasuke's cart was halfway to the top. Sasuke figured them to be at least a hundred feet up in the air or so, and by the time they were to the top, they were two hundred feet in the air. The blonde looked through the holes in the safely-locked cart door, looking down on absolutely everything, grinning.
"Yeah, heh. This is awesome! Everything looks so tiny from way up here..." he breathed, eyes inspecting everything. The wheel moved, and a few minutes later they were, indeed, at the two-hundred foot mark, staring down at everything below them. Naruto did twitch a little bit, but was still grinning at the sight. "Hahah! Everything looks even smaller! Man, how high do you think we are?"
"At least two hundred feet," Sasuke stated simply, staring from Naruto to the scene below. It did provide a nice view of the scenery of the lush forest that laid beyond the fairgrounds.
Naruto sat down, finally, making the cart shake. When he realized it would shake around at his movements, he stared with a sly grin at Sasuke, and started jumping up and down, bending his head down a bit so as not to hit his head, shaking the cart around.
"You idiot, stop that!" Sasuke growled, grabbing onto the side of the cart, not willing to fall out of his seat. "You'll flip us over, idiot."
Naruto sighed, sitting back down, holding onto the side as the cart gradually stopped shaking. "Killjoy..." he muttered, breaking out a pouting face.
Sasuke just rolled his eyes.
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Tilting his head slightly to the side, Sasuke watched as Naruto climbed into a cart of a roller coaster and signaled for his black-haired friend to follow. Sasuke, though carefully, sat next to the blonde in the seat, the bar to go against their lap securing down.
As more people filled in the rest of the coaster's cars behind them, Sasuke attempted to inspect the ride, but noticed the entire thing was a large, inside-built one, and the inside showing was black at the time. Naruto was practically bouncing in place, even though the bar on his shoulders to his lap was holding him down. Sasuke figured he was glad of his, or Naruto would suddenly probably stand up and exclaim his joy of being on the ride, only to hit his head and get knocked out and fall out of the ride and get run over. Or something.
All through the ride, Naruto was screaming for joy, and Sasuke just occasionally flinched once in awhile. The ride had a large number of downhill falls along with spirals. The walls lit up just as you were in front of them, and you'd get so close you'd feel like you were going to crash into them, would have been how Sasuke might have explained it. Or maybe Naruto would have in such a manner.
When they stepped off the ride, Naruto dragged Sasuke to a funnel cake booth, and got a sugar- and cinnamon-coated one, getting the man serving it to cut it in half. He sat down, literally pulling Sasuke next to him, and started snacking on the fatty treat. Though Sasuke was a bit hesitant of the food–sugar and cinnamon all at once was sure to taste really sweet, and he didn't particularly like sweet things–he was forced to when Naruto pushed one into his mouth. And, just to get Naruto to stop stuffing the thing down his throat, he ate most of his half, insisting Naruto finish the rest. It was a bit better when Naruto bought them lemonade, and his was quite bitter instead of too sugary.
Sipping from a clear straw, Sasuke watched Naruto try his hand at some gypsy games, all of which he lost at, though when they came to one where you had to get a small hoop around a bottle top to win a large stuffed animal, Naruto refused to stop until he got it. Finally, Sasuke–finishing his lemonade first and disposing of it–grabbed one of the rings, inspecting the thing closely, and throwing it to the middle. It bounced off–stupid gypsy games with magnets hidden–but landed perfectly around one of the outside bottles' tops.
The manager wasn't exactly sure how Sasuke had done it, but when the male said Naruto could have whatever prize he want, the blonde boy grinned, deciding on a large, multi-tailed red fox stuffed animal, almost as large as he was. They had to make a trip back to the car to put it in the trunk so they could actually walk. Naruto tried his hand at a couple other gypsy games, but failed them all, and finally begged Sasuke to do one where he could win a random prize from some weird, huge machine.
The game was pretty weird, and Sasuke at first rejected it, but Naruto didn't allow him to. He finally gave in, though, when the blonde threatened to pour his still-filled large cup of extremely sugary lemonade down his throat one way or another.
Sasuke stepped up on a pedestal, as told by the instructor of the game, and took the wooden stick-like excuse for a sword in his left hand. The man told him that it was supposed to be held in his right hand, but Sasuke just pushed him away with the tip. Another person came up, who seemed to be all too eager to win some random, probably-crap prize.
"The first person to fall off their pedestal loses," the man announced, and a light bell rang. "Begin,"
The second the man said 'begin', Sasuke just threw the stick-like weapon at the other person, who was so surprised by it he fell off and landed on his head, looking dumbfounded.
"Erm, I guess, uh, you win..." the man muttered, staring with a slightly confused look. That was definitely something that no one else had done before.
"Naruto, get whatever prize it is and come on..." he said, stepping off the foot-high pedestal and starting to walk away. The man pressed a button on his machine, and a black box dropped down, a silver cord keeping it closed. Naruto, taking it, didn't take the time to look at it before sliding it into his right pocket and chasing after Sasuke.
"What did you get?"
"A box,"
"That's it?" He arched up his left brow, staring over his shoulder at the blonde.
"Heh, I haven't opened it yet, genius," he said, sticking out his tongue. "What do you want to do next?"
"I don't care..." He looked at a clock on a nearby wall. "It's nearly five."
"We still have some time, Sasuke-kun, come on! Let's go ride on... Hmn..." He looked around at the choices of rides, unable to decide what to ride on.
After walking around a bit, Sasuke sighed. "Only one more ride, then we should go get dinner... Or, better yet, I take you home and go back to sleep..."
"Tch... I'll take you somewhere to eat. Oh, oh, let's ride this one!" Naruto said, pointing to a large, under-ground ride with personal cars that separated. He hopped into the front cart, Sasuke sitting next to him, and looked around, interested. Sasuke noticed the seat-belt like things, and quickly buckled his, then leaned over, since the blonde didn't pay much attention, and buckled Naruto's.
"Whoo!" the blonde yelled as the cart started going and sped up. Sasuke wondered how fast they were going before he just decided to not care, leaning back and enjoying the ride. It was quite airy and smelled alright, not too sweet and not putrid like one of the earlier rides Naruto forced him on after the Ferris Wheel one. Around them, the caverns were beautiful; glistening crystals under water that was barely an inch below the track the cart was going on. The walls were perfectly smooth to the touch, but still glistening beautifully of gems and jewels.
"It's so gorgeous, you have to admit, Sasuke-kun!"
Smirking, the black-haired male just shrugged, watching his friend for a moment before inspecting the jewels again. "Whatever,"
The end of the ride came, the cart slowing to a halt, and the two hopped out and started towards Sasuke's car. Naruto kept talking about how worthwhile that last ride had definitely had been, while Sasuke just revved the car and concentrated on driving. Naruto told him to pull up to a restaurant not that far from there, and even though Sasuke felt more like knocking his blonde friend out and going to sleep somewhere, he just did what the blonde seemed so badly to want him to.
When they walked in, Naruto talked to some young woman, telling her something, then proceeded to pull Sasuke along to a table that had already been set and had a tiny sign saying 'Reserved, party 7' on it. The woman, taking away the tiny sign and sliding it into her apron's pocket, told them she'd come back with the drinks they'd ordered; Sasuke ice water, Naruto a lemonade with extra sugar.
"Haven't you had enough sweet things for the day?"
"I don't get how you can't like that stuff, Sasuke-kun," Naruto muttered, crossing his arms on the table, smiling at the ebony-eyed friend of his. "But whatever..."
Five or so minutes later, the waitress came back, setting down their drinks and whispering something into Naruto's ear. He nodded, then looked at Sasuke. "Hold on; I'll be back. Apparently someone's calling for me."
"Why don't they call your cell phone?"
The blonde blinked, then shook his head as an excuse. "Left it at home, it seems."
The blonde walked away, leaving Sasuke to sip at his ice water from the glass. Another five minutes passed, and when he heard footsteps, he just ignored them. Though, when suddenly a familiar pink-haired girl sat down across from him, a white-haired man sitting next to her and the blonde finally taking his seat next to Sasuke, grabbing his drink from the other side, he gave a confused look.
"Heheh," Naruto grinned, laughing a bit. A large, white cake was set out on the table in front of the four of them, on it in navy letters was 'Happy Birthday, Sasuke' The similar, pink-pong-paddle shaped mark, red on the top and white on the bottom, outlined with a thin line in back, was in the middle of the cake. The letters were over it, and Sasuke's name was under it.
Sasuke stared at it for a minute, then sighed.
"Happy birthday, by the way." Naruto said, poking him in the shoulder.
"Happy birthday, Sasuke-kun!" the bubble-gum-haired girl said, grinning.
"What they said," the fourth of the group said, leaning back and burring his nose into a orange-red book called 'Icha Icha Paradise'.
"Naruto–"
"I'm not going to let you leave, either."
"I can't believe this," he said, sighing, hiding his face in one hand. "Even our teacher?"
"We've known Kakashi-sensei since, like, forever! He hasn't seen us in so long... But, Kakashi-sensei?"
"Hmn?" The white-haired man looked up from his book.
"How long does it really take you to read one book? It's been five years already."
He sighed. "There's more than just one book in a series, Naruto..."
"Idiot," Sasuke muttered, then looked over at Sakura, who grinned up at him.
The waitress woman set down a large knife that they could use to cut the cake, along with another utensil they could use to easily slide the cake slices from the dish it was on onto the plates, then scurried off to get drinks for the other two that were now there.
"Naruto, I still can't believe you actually did all this for Sasuke-kun."
"What are you talking about?" Naruto said, looking a bit agitated. He figured she meant that she was surprised Naruto had actually planned something. But it would be a point, and a first.
"Don't get touchy; I mean, I'm glad you did this for Sasuke-kun."
"Yeah, heheh." He smirked, then handed the knife and other weird, pizza and cake-slice shaped metal thing to Sasuke. "Your birthday; you have to cut the cake."
"You do it," Sasuke said, pushing the metal objects back into the blonde's hands.
"Aw, but you have to, Sasuke-kuuuuun!"
"Says who?"
"Says me." he said, half glaring at him. "Or else..."
"Or else?"
He reached for his glass of lemonade and held it dangerously tipped above Sasuke's head, smirking.
Sasuke grumbled, taking back the metal objects and starting to cut the cake and divide it amongst the four of them. Naruto, grinning at his own victory, dug straight into his when it was set, as did the other two, but Sasuke just took his time poking at it, then decided to taste it. Sweet stuff annoyed him.
Though, with Naruto shoving sweet things down his throat all day, it started tasting all right.
He assured himself that the acceptance of anything sweet would be short-lasting for just that night.
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Alright, let's talk about some things.
First–this is NOT going along the storyline. At all. They aren't even ninjas here, so deal with it. 'Cause we all know ninjas are awesome and all, but I already have one where they're ninjas. So, this one is yet another college-aged-NaruSasu fanfic that we all know and love. Or, rather, you better. If not, I don't want you evil-hating-thingies spamming up my reviews board with 'YOUBITCHTAKETHATCRAPOFF' 'cause I'll reply with 'SHUTTHEFUCKUPYOUMOH-RAHN!' 'Cause, I can. 'Cause, its my story. Deal. Good? Good. D
Second–The characters, as always, might seem a little out of character (OoC), but deal with it a bit, alright? I mean, seriously; this is my fic, and, plus, its not going along the original storyline, so I could have them all suddenly love each other to death or have Sasuke in a dress. Erm, that's not a bad idea... Anyway, whatever. I'll update soon. It depends on what update order I decide upon. 'Kaybye.