Hey… Soooo I'm sorry for taking forever to update but my keyboard wont work properly. I had to use the annoying on screen keyboard.
On with the show
Disclaimer: Naruto sadly doesn't belong to me...
Warnings: Fillers for the TUD plot.
Chapter 5
Shino hated rock music, truthfully, he hated music overall. It was with a tired groan that he sat up, peeled the eye mask off his face and looked around the darkly lit room. He felt a sense of calm as the orange and white walls glowed in the moon light from the open screen door leading to the balcony.
He rubbed his face in his hands and cursed the fact that he was a light sleeper. His eyes searched around the room until he found the source of the noise. It was Naruto's phone, ringing endlessly at the edge of the large bed. He climbed towards it and checked the caller ID. It was Kurama. Shino answered the phone warily. "Hello."
"Naruto- wait, who are you?"
"It's Naruto's friend. I'm at his sleep over." Shino explained. He had heard enough horror stories about Kyuubi to deny him answers.
"Put him on the phone." It was an annoyed order.
"Sorry, but I have no idea where to find him, and as it stands, I really am too tired to do so."
"Listen buddy, what's your name?"
"…Kiba."
"Kiba, this is a family emergency, put my little brother on the phone, or it may the last time anybody ever hears from me again."
Shino grew concerned and he sighed heavily, "A family crisis you say?" Shino asked.
"Yes."
"I believe I may know his location, but can't I just give the phone to his father?"
Kyuubi groaned in exasperation, "You lazy little fuck." Then he hung up the phone.
Shino sighed, and then put the phone next to Kiba.
He went back to lie down and he rested his mask over his eyes.
Sasuke was still awake two hours later when he heard his cell ringing loudly. He answered it quickly.
"Sasuke?"
"Itachi? What do you want?"
"I need to know something."
"Sure, what is it?"
"Do you know when Naruto's big brother is due home?"
"Umm… Naruto said something like in November?"
"Oh, ok."
"Is something wrong big brother?"
"Nothing for you to worry about. Thank you."
"Where are you?"
"At the bar."
Sasuke found himself worried from his brother's sudden call. "Are you sure it's nothing for me to worry about?"
"Yes." Itachi sighed. "I'm fine."
"But you're at the bar…"
"It's nothing Sasuke. Just have a good time." Itachi then hung p.
Sasuke laid his eyes on the blonde who had redressed in his boxers and was knocked out on the chair.
Sasuke had already unlocked the door, and the room had been too dark for the cameras to see them. Not to mention he had already shut the sound off.
Checking the time, he grunted then continued to observe Naruto as he slept.
His memories flashed back to his first day of school; orientation. Naruto had been the first student to comment on his attire. The blonde had been stunned to see such a 'stuck up brat'. He had caught the attention of the entire hall and they stared at Sasuke like he was soo weird. Naruto had been with both parents and he was wearing a bright orange tee and faded blue jeans. They had been on the same height back then, or maybe only centimeters separated them. The years that followed, they had been rivals, and the worst of enemies. In the tenth grade when Sasuke transferred from the regular classes, he had begun to miss his friends, especially Naruto.
Kiba had been losing interest in Naruto as such a close friend and had focused more on getting the attention of Hinata. Sasuke remembered feeling sorry for Naruto as he watched the blonde walk to the cafeteria alone. His friends were still around, but they weren't really there.
Sasuke had approached him, and called him an idiot. The blonde since then, had been irrevocably fixated on him. He went wherever Sasuke went, until the feeling of friendship became mutual. They always had sleepovers, and they found out how close their mother's had been all along. It just made the friendship easier and more acceptable.
It was when Naruto first mentioned his grandmother's death that Sasuke noticed how vulnerable Naruto could be. The blonde had been cool about it, but he was deeply troubled. Several days later, Naruto never showed up at school. Sasuke waited for him to call every day. And he called the house from the directory and got the dial tone. He heard his mother speaking about missing her friend a month later, and then he discovered the reason the family had left so suddenly.
He had been annoyed, or more like betrayed that Naruto hadn't told him anything. But he figured that it was best that way. Naruto was just his dumb blonde best friend, who smiled at the most embarrassing times and had a million irritating friends.
The months without the blonde had been hard, since they had created a world that mostly consisted of each other. But it was tolerable, he saved up all the anger and pooled them into the moment he would finally see the idiot. He would yell and shout at him for leaving for such a long time, and he would probably challenge him to a sport and beat him at it.
He was in for a surprise when on the first day of school, he got a phone call.
"Hello?" He had asked tediously, walking from the hall like he owned it,
"Sasuke?"
He recognized the blonde's voice anywhere. It was oddly different though and it had the slightest accent that he couldn't place.
"Naruto?"
"You changed numbers?" The blonde had shrieked, "Do you know how long it took me to source this number?"
And then Sasuke remembered that a week after Naruto left, his cell had been stolen. It didn't occur to him to replace the chip with the same number, because he figured everybody would notice his new phone and he already had an address book with his friend's numbers.
"My bad." He said softly, his anger already fading away; he was too excited about seeing Naruto to cuss at him now.
"Anyways, I'm on my way to school now with dad. I never thought I would have missed school."
Sasuke was drawn by the sound of his voice. It was so similar yet obviously different.
"Idiot. I'm outside taking some fresh air. I don't have time to wait around for you."
"Do you ever?"
Sasuke stared at the sleeping blonde. He was so different, but he was still the same. He always wanted to help somebody. Sasuke shook his head, it really was a shame. Naruto was the only one he would have went that extra mile for, but he didn't want to get romantic with the idiot. Naruto was a dumb person, and most importantly he was a guy. Even if Sasuke had wanted to 'make it work' it was impossible. As long as Naruto only wanted to satisfy his curiosity, they could play this game, but anything further and he would walk away.
The Uchiha spent hours thinking about the blonde, and it never once occurred to him that he was the instigator of their friendship, this relationship, and that his heart was already breaking just thinking about losing his best friend.
Kyubii was next to his grandmother's grave, slowly rubbing the stone statues next to it. He missed her so much, and the thought of losing her ranch to someone else as driving him crazy. He never intended to live here forever, but he could imagine visiting as often as he could though. As a baby, he had spent about two years with his mother. And the only proof he had to show were the pictures they had taken together.
His father had been the leader of the Black Rider's gang, and his mom had been in a very short love affair with hm. So short, that she was terrified of actually telling him when she got pregnant. That resulted with a fatherless child and a young unwilling mother. He couldn't remember when he started to call his grandmother 'mommy' or how he accepted this ranch as home.
Maybe he hated his mom just a little, and he didn't like a bone in his step father's body. Nothing about moving to Konoha had excited him. He had no good quality friends home, but at least they had a connection with them. He knew how to use a rifle and he could tame horses. At fifteen, he had to finish his last years of school at a rich kid's academy. Nothing had held his interest, except of course, a stone faced pretty boy with a sadistic approach on life.
Kurama didn't want to cry. He wanted to be the illegitimate heir to this ranch. All he had to do was wait; but he wanted to go home now. He wanted his parents to see him as the young adult he was, but sitting in the run down ranch day after day had been wearing him out. He somehow missed his little brother's antics and his large room and stolen tree house. He missed the maids who would do as he said and the freedom to party as hard as he wanted.
He knew those thoughts were true, but he also knew there was someone waiting impatiently for him back in Konoha. He needed to go home, but he still had to wait for the papers.
A/N: Hey, so I decided to do a little Kurama scene. I wanted him to be cool but also in sync with the canon Kurama. Maybe it was a poor choice.
Feel free to leave suggestions and criticize constructively.
On a more pleasant note (not really) I cried after consuming the final chapter of Naruto. *sniffles* Our sweet blonde finally achieved his dreams :)
Love ya :*