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Ten minutes? He glanced at his watch. Ten minutes had passed. Sasuke stared into the back of the seat in front of him. It's funny how slowly such a small amount of time can pass. Sasuke stared at the etches in the seat, trying to depict the markings into something. After figuring that he must have gotten the most boring back of a seat in the whole bus, he decided to go through all the songs he could think of while playing 'air guitar'. Whilst doing this, he didn't even bother to look at Naruto. He hadn't moved or said anything to him since they had knocked into each other in the gas station store. In fact, he's acting pretty wigged out. Sasuke thought back to the first part of the bus ride.
He had been fairly immersed inside his music, letting himself wind down a bit. He knew that once he got to Fairbanks, it would be all business, all the time. –So he was allowing himself to make the best of the relaxation time that he actually had. Well, halfway down the highway, 'lo and behold he feels something hit his shoulder. And stay. Already knowing what was probably on his shoulder, he had turned his head carefully and slowly peered to his right to see Naruto conked out on his shoulder. Stone cold, sleep-of-the-dead conked out. The thought of shoving him off of his shoulder and hitting him flashed across his mind, but looking at the peaceful expression on Naruto's face (at least the part that wasn't already absorbed into his shoulder) he had opted not to. –Not because he was cute or anything, but because I might as well take this time to relax like I wanted to, instead of spending the time arguing with a thick-headed trumpet player.
After that, he wasn't quite sure what had happened. He remembered waking up with his head leaning way too close to Naruto's side of the seat for comfort, leaving him to wake up with a nice kink in his neck, by the way. And, Naruto wasn't on his shoulder and was awake when he woke up. Not good news. Considering the stupid way that Naruto was acting, there were really only two theories that were acceptable to figuring out the situation; 1. Naruto had waken up on Sasuke's shoulder, and freaked out. Or 2. Since his head was leaning so far, he had fallen asleep somehow and leaned his head on Naruto's (still on his shoulder) and Naruto had woken up, pulled his head out, and freaked out. Either way, life sucks, and he's freaking out. Sasuke stopped his air guitar, having figured out why Naruto was acting like a spaz. He's with reason, too, I guess.
About a minute passed, in which somewhere in the middle of it, Sasuke became bored of staring at the back of the seat again, and began 'air guitaring' once more. Whilst doing so, he looked around the bus, trying to see if there was anything better to do. Since they didn't have the 'pimp bus', as Kiba had put it, there really was nothing to do. No movies, and no…well, room. As if that wasn't obvious. In the seat in front of him, Kiba was actually being quiet, while Shino did, well, whatever Shino did. In the seat across the pair, Neji and Shikamaru were engaging in some type of card game, while ahead of them, Gaara was looking out the window, and Kankuro was talking to Lee and Chouji. He didn't care to see what they were talking about, nor did he really care for them. It wasn't as if he didn't know them, they were in band with him, but he was usually so absorbed into being intent on his guitar playing, that he didn't take any time to make friends with people. Most of the human contact he got in school was of Neji and Naruto, whom he found fairly tolerable. Sure, Naruto was hyperactive and loud mouthed sometimes, but when he quieted down, he had some really good ideas. If those ideas could get him any further in his skills, why not wait a little sometimes to hear them?
Sasuke slouched a bit in his side of the seat while 'air guitaring', trying to suppress a small smile that was threatening to appear on his face. If he ever says anything to me again, the poor nervous wreck. He himself didn't find the huge problem in leaning on one's shoulder. He wasn't exactly the type of guy to be rumored for his love of touch or space and air violation, but he didn't exactly find huge problems within it, if he actually knew the person. –Which he did. So, problem solved.
"Why do you always do that, is it a nervous habit?" Sasuke turned his head to Naruto, who was still turned towards the window. Even though he's asking me a question, rude little bugger.
"Do what?", he asked. He watched Naruto let out a small, exasperated sigh as he turned from the window to face Sasuke.
"Act like you're playing your guitar. You do it constantly, you know."
Sasuke looked down at his hands, which were now resting in his lap, thinking for a moment. Wow, I guess I do do that a lot. Is it a nervous habit? He thought about it some more, going through his every day situations. He looked at Naruto. "Yeah, I guess it is a bit of a nervous habit. More than anything, I do it to practice, though. I'm sure of all people can understand that."
Naruto, apparently satisfied with his reply, just kind of nodded, and turned back to the window. Sasuke, almost as exasperated as Naruto had obviously been seconds ago, slouched into his seat deeper. Since when does this guy just 'nod silently?'. I mean, God, has the guy had NO human contact in his life? Hasn't he at least watched movies or something, does he live in a hole? He fell asleep, I won't condemn him for it! After a, well, uncharacteristic spazzing inside of his head, Sasuke decided to just lean against the seat in front of him and go to sleep. What else better was there for him to do? I hate road trips.
Naruto glanced over at Sasuke in disbelief, whom was leaning against the back of the seat in front of them, sleeping, yet again. As if he didn't sleep enough before. He glanced at the clock on his mp3 player. We've been traveling for about four hours now, we should be getting there in about 3 more or so. Naruto turned off his music and almost danced. That means we're over half-way through. He was surprised that he had spent four hours without talking, or really doing much of anything, for the matter. The first two were spent sleeping, and the two that he had just spent were lived inside his world of trumpets and jazz inside his headphones. Which is actually pretty sad, considering the stories of past bus trips that I've heard. Yeah, we're pitiful, actually. I've got to start something up. Naruto poked his head over the seat, checking for the energy levels of his band mates. He wasn't too impressed. Apparently sleeping is the activity of the day, and I just missed it. He looked harder at Gaara, who never slept. Really, this guy was like a walking zombie. I wonder how much caffeine he drinks…Even he was closing his eyes, at least giving sleep or some form of rest a fair attempt.
Naruto stood up. (at least, as much as he could on such a small bus) This is pathetic. We're the BAND kids! We don't sleep, we don't rest, he glanced at Kiba and Shino, and we definantly don't cuddle! He paused his thoughts for a moment. And for future reference, we don't spoon, either. Naruto looked towards the very front of the bus where Kakashi was driving. -Driving rather lazily. That goes for him more than anyone else on this bus. He took one final sweep of the bus, still finding nothing but sleeping (or near it) bodies. This isn't right. With all fierceness he could manage standing halfway up in the back of the bus with his head squished against the ceiling of the bus, he spat out a question:
"What the hell is wrong with everyone?".
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Author's Notes.
This is the point where you stop reading, unless you actually prefer to listen (ok, read) my babbles and ramblings. (which really aren't that long, but I'm sure could be shorter) Yeah. A bit short. But I've figured that if I've reached at least 1k words, I'm doing my job here. (and this small bit was out quick, even tho my brain is a bit sapped) Oi, sorry. I wonder what's gonna happen to Naruto and his big mouth? gasp