Disclaimer: Ok, now, I liek totally need to tell every1 that i don't own Naruto. Otherwise im liek totally gonna get sood. SO I'm liek totally telling you that Masashi Kishimoto totally ownz Naruto and all his little frendz and i don't (Pleese dont soo me, I'm innocent!) So yea im liek totally a n00b h4x0r fur not clearing that up earlier...
Author's note: SO, don't you just hate my n00b talk? I just felt like a noob for forgetting the disclaimer so I decided to talk like one.
PS. I'd like to dedicate this totally boring chapter that i totally hate to my good friends, who totally found my story and read it (thus venturing into my deepest darkest sexual fantasies), When i fully told them NOT to. But it's okay I love you anyway! But regardless, This is dedicated to PrimevalXx and Anonymous (a.k.a. Steph) 3's
PPS. To all my loving readers (I love you!), this chapter may not be as good as the last few chapters BUT, If you remain patient... Chapter 6 and 7 are gonna be awesome. (and I haven't thought far enough ahead to know what happens in chapter 8. But I'm sure it'll roxs yur sox anyways.) So keep reading... and I love you!
Liek BYE! n00bs...
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Chapter 5: Chess?
Sakura stared in shock at the two boys. Sasuke and Naruto spat words of hatred back and forth after the accidental kiss.
"Sasuke! You're lucky the bell just rang otherwise I'd give you a REAL peace of my mind!"
"Oh really? Is that what you think farmboy? Then perhaps you'd like to take it up after school?"
"I'd be delighted Sasuke-baka! I hope for your sake that I'll be in a better mood bastard!"
"Shut up dobe, If you think you can take me, you've got another thing coming"
"I guess we'll just have to see about that later then won't we? I'm LEAVING!"
"See you later farmboy, Don't let the door hit you on the way out, BAKA!"
At that, the two boys separated and headed towards their homeroom classes.
Sakura stared blankly ahead as she tried to put together the image she had just seen. Sasuke just kissed another boy. Sakura would have fainted, had she not been slightly jealous of Naruto. But she thought to herself solemnly. That was quite possibly the hottest thing she had ever seen...
Sasuke turned up the stairway in the front hallway and headed up to the second floor.
"Room 206. English hall." Sasuke mumbled to himself. He turned left when he reached the second level of the school and headed towards the English pod.
Naruto quickly stepped down the hallway on the first level and reached a staircase at the back of the school. He headed up to the second level.
"Hmm, English it is." He reached the top of the staircase and continued forward staring downward at his schedule.
Sasuke held the map of the school and tried to locate the English pod. Straight ahead.
Naruto's homeroom class was just up ahead and around the corner. He walked north up the hallway, his eyes still locked on the schedule in front of him.
Sasuke continued southbound toward his class.
WHAM!
"Ow! Would you watch were your go---" Naruto looked up at the pale boy he had just ran into.
"I'm sorry, Are you alright? I should have been paying more attention." The boy in front of him held out a hand to help him up. Naruto looked around, the halls were empty. Everybody had already found they're classrooms.
"I-I'm fine." He took the boys soft hands and was easily lifted to his feet.
"Are you headed to English?" The boy asked.
"Hai." Naruto replied meekly to the tall, dark-haired boy.
"Good, walk with me." The boy almost sounded demanding.
"Okay"
The dark-haired boy still had Naruto's hand resting in his own.
"My name is Neji. Hyuuga Neji."
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"..." The boy looked down at Sasuke silently.
Sasuke looked up at the tall, crimson haired boy in front of him.
"Hey" The redhead glared at Sasuke. "Stay out of my way"
Sasuke got to his feet.
"Same to you."
Silence filled the air.
The redheads' eyes grew narrow. "What is your name."
Sasuke shot a stony glance at him as he dusted himself off.
"What's it to you."
The redhead smiled.
"I want to know your name. You've piqued my interest."
The two boys stood silently in the empty hallways for another few seconds.
"Sasuke. Uchiha Sasuke."
The redhead raised an eyebrow. "Uchiha...Sasuke." He said with an intrigued voice.
The redhead walked slowly up to the raven-haired boy. His dark eyes bore into Sasuke's soul. "My name is Gaara. Gaara of the desert." He smirked. "Do not forget it." He reached forward and grabbed Sasuke's hand with intense might and brought it to his lips. He kissed the back of Sasuke's hand gently.
Sasuke stood speechless. Did Sasuke have a sign posted on his forehead that read 'Fuck me, I'm gay'? The redhead walked away and said nothing more. Sasuke turned around and headed back towards his English class.
A subtle shade of red appeared on his cheeks. That red-head was hot.
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Sasuke walked into his English just as the final bell rang. Joy filled his heart as he noticed the only empty seat in class and the boy next to it. But, he instead showed anger and coldness on his face as he walked over and sat down beside Naruto.
"Oi, farmboy. Make sure not to stink up my precious air" He said to the blonde sitting next to him.
Slam!
Sasuke held in a yelp as Naruto's foot came crashing down onto his toes under the table.
"Sasuke-baka. I don't know if you noticed but I'm trying to have a conversation with my friend Neji-san here." Naruto smirked and turned back to the conversation he was having with his new found friend.
Sasuke turned away and mumbled "baka."
At that moment the morning announcements played over the PA. As the announcements continued in the background, Sasuke looked around the classroom. A teacher was no were in sight. The desk at the front of the class was empty. Sasuke wondered where the teacher could be.
Sasuke looked down at his binder and a note was cleverly and quietly slipped into Sasuke's pocket by a soft, tan-skinned hand. Naruto was still talking to Neji when he silently placed the tiny piece of paper into Sasuke's jean pocket.
He pulled out under the table a few seconds later. He glanced downward for fraction of a second. Exactly enough time to read: 'Sasuke-baka, I'm sorry about your foot, are you alright?" A tiny but unmistakable heart was sketched in the bottom left corner of the message.
Sasuke grinned slightly and reached his hand over slightly. He rested his chin on his right hand and leaned down on the table while simultaneously placing a tiny note in Naruto's hand. They were sitting close enough together to remain unnoticed. Sasuke's hand rested in Naruto's for a second as he quietly placed the note in Naruto's palm. Naruto squeezed down and Sasuke's hand as he continued to speak with Neji. Sasuke kept his cold emotionless ace as he stared off at the door waiting ofr his new English teacher to arrive,
Naruto opened his palm and looked away from Neji for a moment. He glanced down at the paper. 'I'm fine, dobe.'
Naruto closed his fist and placed the note in his pocket that still remained un-noticed.
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A man walked slowly, quietly into the classroom. He walked up to the blackboard and wrote out the words 'Kakashi-Sensei'. He turned and looked at the chattering grade nines in front of him.
"Class!" His deep voice echoed through the classroom as the students grew silent.
"Okay, now that I have your attention, welcome to your homeroom class." The tall silver-haired man stared at the class intently. "This on the board is the name you'll all be referring to me by. Understood?"
"Hai, Kakashi-sensei!" The class all spoke out at once.
"Good. Now, Get busy!" He said.
The students looked around at each other.
"But, Kakashi-sensei, You haven't given us any work to do." Naruto spoke up nervously.
"Oh, right. Then I guess we'll start with...
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The hour ticked by slowly.
Sasuke stared up at the wall clock.
The bell was about to ring. What did he have next? Let's see...Sasuke opened up his binder and checked his schedule. Ahh... Something to look forward to. In a few moments, Sasuke would head downstairs to the art hallway and walk into his visual arts class.
"Naruto-san. Will you be my partner for the first project?" Sasuke overheard Neji-san talking to Naruto.
"Of course Neji-san! I would love to!" Naruto cheerfully agreed to the long haired-boys request.
Sasuke turned his attention back at the clock. Hmmm...The clock did appear to be moving slower than usual.
"Neji? Is it true that your the heir to the Hyuuga Corps business?" Naruto spoke to Neji loudly.
"Hai. I'm fated to lead a branch of the corporation when I turn 18."
"Really! I would love to see you in action."
Wait...Was that? Was Naruto just...No he wouldn't...But Sasuke could tell by Naruto's curiosity and his slightly feminine expression. Was Naruto just FLIRTING with Neji?
Sasuke turned and looked over at Naruto. Naruto was already looking at him. He smirked. He smirked. At Sasuke. He smirked at Sasuke...Sasuke tried to process what Naruto was doing...Naruto...and Neji. Aaah, I see. So...This game is going to be more fun than I thought.
Just then, the bell rang and Sasuke exited the English classroom. Naruto and Neji followed behind.
"I'm going to science now. I'll see you later Naruto." Neji bowed and left Naruto's side. Naruto reached into his bag and headed downstairs. When Naruto reached the bottom of the stairs he headed towards the hall at the back of the school.
"Hmm...Art then." He mumbled under his breathe as he walked into the classroom still looking at the schedule in front of him. He stared at the schedule and blindly pulled out a chair and sat down at the closest desk. When he sat down, he pulled his backpack in front of him and shoved the schedule in-between some binders. He turned to his left and placed his bag on the ground.
Surprising. A familiar dark-haired fringe came from his neighbors' head. The raven-haired boy lay with his head buried in his arms.
"Sasuke..." He reached out and placed his hand on the boys shoulder and shook him lightly.
Nothing.
Naruto leaned over, closer to the boys head. He allowed his breathe to gently stroke Sasuke's cheek as he whispered into his ear. "Sasuke..."
"Ngh..." Sasuke buried his head farther into his arms. He was still tired from the previous night.
Naruto leaned in closer so that his neck pressed against Sasuke and his head rest on his shoulder.
"Sasuke-baka!" Naruto screamed into Sasuke's ear. His head rang as the annoying blondes voice echoed. "Class is starting idiot, wake up!"
Sasuke turned to the blonde. "Shut up, Naruto-baka! I'm trying to sleep!" The boys both noticed the irony of the context of the familiar words.
They both blushed. Inside. They blushed. They didn't dare sow it here though. Their game had been going too well to stop now.
"Sasuke-baka! You can't sleep through school you idiot! Wake UP!"
"I can do whatever the hell i wa--" Sasuke words rang short. A hand pressed against his shoulder gently.
"Is there a problem here boys?"
The two boys slowly turned and looked up at the stranger.
A tall redheaded boy with darkened eyes glared down upon them.
It seems another bishop just stepped between the King and his Queen. This game could turn out to be more entertaining than was expected...
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Author's Note: Sorry if this chapter really sucked...It was kinda rushed. And there was no other way for me to intorduce my new bishops! I like that whole chess referance thing you? Anyways, i fully have to speed out the door and get to work otherwise im gonna get fired! bye then! enjoy! (or try to).
