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Those Blue Eyes

A/N: I don't own anything. Sorry to those of you who've already read this…but, I've fixed the ending that's all.
Thank you to: All reviewers, people who liked my story enough to keep reading it, and Vixen-of-the-roses in particular; congrats first reviewer!

I have nothing against FTSK, Ino, Kiba, or Sakura.

ONWITHTHESTORY !

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Five minutes on that nasty, yellow school bus with it's nasty, brown, vinyl seats and Sasuke Uchiha had had enough. Boredom was setting in quickly and in attempt to drown out the annoying sounds of the bus' other passengers Sasuke turned his music up a few notches louder.

'Oh my God, I've got the remedy for love

I struck the glass and broke the bones inside my fist

But, I'm okay'

These lyrics were pounding in his ears at this point so it's no wonder he didn't notice the quick glance he got from the other occupant of his seat. He just went on trying to find things in which to entertain himself. And what was Sasuke's biggest habit in situations as such? Chewing gum, of course. Dentine Ice Spearmint; to be exact—he always had at least one pack on his person at all times.

He pulled a dark green pack out of his pocket, slid the cardboard off the shiny package, pushed a white square out and popped one into his mouth. After this routine was done he started looking for something else to do, glancing around every which way but at at Kiba until he caught the eyes of one, Naruto Uzumaki…

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Naruto's P.O.V. :

I never would have turned my head away from the window if two things hadn't have happened:

1) I heard the familiar voice of Ronnie Radke's, the lead singer of Escape The Fate, voice suddenly growing loud.

2) The bus hadn't hit a huge ass bump causing the other person in my seat to hit his leg into mine.

When the first happened I was surprised, to say the least because…I don't know…maybe because it got so loud so fast…or because…I can't really remember at this point because just seconds ago the second happened causing me to snap my head away from the window and meet the darkest, scariest pair of eyes I had ever seen. I tried to force myself to look away. Look at anything else. It was suprisingly hard but, I finally tore my eyes away from his and instead focused on my left leg.

"Ouch"

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Sasukes P.O.V.:

Sparks...

Blue…

The immediate memorization in the eyes across from my own was obvious for the first couple of seconds until their owner let go of my gaze and found his voice looking down at his leg.

"Ouch."

"What?", I asked in confusion. I guess my voice sounded pretty harsh to him because he glanced up at me quickly then back down again just as quick before answering.

"Your leg…it hit mine.", he said as if in a daze.

"Hn. I'm just oh so sorry.", I replied in mock sympathy.

"Well, you don't have to be a fucking ass about it.", he said looking up suddenly. All traces of memorization in his eyes gone now…almost as if they had never been.

I adverted my eyes, for fear they would catch his again.

The boy was blonde and his hair was messy. He was also very...tan. Not like Malibu Barbie Tan but, more like...a golden brown? After making this brilliant observation, I was about to try my luck and look at his eyes again but, then something else about him was called to my attention.

'...His cheeks.'

Three...scars...no...maybe tatoos graced each one. Odd.

"I brushed past your leg, calm down," I spat back hoping he didn't notice the previous pause before my reply. At the last mention of my leg I saw him glance down at my iPod resting atop it. My hand shot to it and I hit the forward button as quick I could. 'She's A Lady' began to play.

"What's that?" The other boy gestured towards it in grimace.

"My leg?"

"No," he said unaffected by my smart response, "The music...Forever the Sickest Kids?"

"Yeah. It is.", I said curtly, staring my iPod down in frustration and wondering whether or not he noticed the clip in my voice signaling the fact I wanted to him to stop talking and get back to his window watching.

"You call that mass-produced, mainstream, unoriginal, F.M. Top 40 countdown, wanna-be shit music?", he asked with what sounded like a hint of amusement in voice.

In regards to his question I was...shocked, to say the least. I mean I practically made this music popular and I'm not trying to be arrogant...I really did, because when people saw I was listening to it so did they. I thought by listening to this I was...safe, because...well, everyone else listened to it too.I looked back up only to see the most innocent, childlike smile I had ever seen in my life.

"Hn,"came my simple reply, because frankly I could think of nothing else to say. I kept my eyes on his smile...and his teeth. Which were extremely white in comparison to his skin tone and impossibly straight.

"What's so great about it?", he asked persistantly in what seemed like pure curiousity, "Why do you listen to that?"

More questions? My eyes wandered back up to his.

"I...", I tried put on my coldest face and tell him that I didn't have to explain shit to him but, I couldn't and I wasn't sure why. It was making me extremely angry. He cocked his head to the side slightly and looked straight into my eyes...as if he were looking for his answer in them.

'Who the hell is this boy?'

I paused for what seemed like at least 30 seconds and thinking I had regained my composure I tried to start over but, something made me say say what I didn't want to. "I...really don't.", I said, my eyes never leaving his.

"Oh..."

"Well, it-"

'Why are you explaining yourself?'

Then it hit me. It was those blue eyes. They were clear, blue, innocent eyes. Like...Cabochon Turquoise. It was them. They made me feel...compelled to talk to him. I was almost...frightened at this point. I tried to break the connection between our eyes, but I couldn't...it was almost...electric. As if there were actual sparks passing between the two of us.

"...it seemed like something everyone else listened to."

"...But, it sucks. You had something else on. I heard Escape the Fate a few minutes ago. They're good. Why'd you change it?", he asked unfazed by my stupid explaination.

" Well, what do you think people say if they knew Sasuke Uchiha listened to that kind of stu-...music?", I asked suddenly interested in what he had to say.

Without skipping a beat he replied, "Who cares?"

It was in this moment I figured out why I couldn't break the connection. It was because...I had stopped trying.

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Naruto's P.O.V.:

What the hell did I think I was doing? Why was I, someone who spent 2/3 of their time avoiding conversation (which was probably the reason my only friend was Shikamaru Nara), suddenly trying to pursue it with the Boy God who was Sasuke Uchiha? I mean seriously the boy was perfect. In every single way.

Sasuke was pale...very pale. It kinda made me wanna lock him in a tanning bed but, something told me he wouldn't look as nice tan anyways. He had black hair that stuck up in places and his eyes were dark. I tried to read them at some point in our conversation but, it was like there was some sort of wall behind them...Like he didn't want people in...and he didn't smile much, well...at all actually. It mad me kinda of...sad.

Much to my suprise even after our music conversation we exchanged names, I knew his, of course, and continued talking:

"So...," I said noticing how fixed those dark eyes were on mine, "Why are you riding the bus? Aren't you like super ri-, I mean, don't you have a car?"

"Well, my brother sort of has the power over my car at the moment.", he said laughing softly.

"Oh...", I said looking away from him and nervously down at the iPod resting on his leg again. I couldn't tell if he was laughing at me or not.

He saw this and reached down and handed the music player to me without a second thought, "Naruto, are you...new? I mean, what grade are you in?"

"No, I'm not new. I've been going to Konoha High since 9th grade. But, I'm in 11th now.", I replied, scrolling through his Artists section, not suprised in the slightest that he didn't know we were in the same freaking grade.

He was still watching me, "Oh, well, I've don't really pay att-"

"It's okay. I'm not very sociable anyways.", I said. I acutally didn't know the extent of my social abilities. I didn't have the opportunity to use them very often.

"Why not?", he asked almost in frustration.

"I don't...", I said struggling to find the right words for it,"The rest of the kids at school don't really...like me. They don't really talk to me, much...Well, at all. Actually, I think they go out of their way to ignore the fact that I'm even alive."

Sasuke was silent, making me realize, much to my horror, what I had just confided in him. I smiled and looked up quickly to see him looking down at me, his eyebrows knitted together in confusion. My smile faltered just the tiniest bit and I spoke again trying to release the tension I had just caused, "Haha. But, that's alright. I don't really mind." I looked back down at his iPod, feeling a bit awkward.

Out of the corner of my eye noticed his pale hand extend toward my face and I tried to supress the urge to flinch, but I failed. He put his hand under my chin which caused me become frozen. His hand...it was like a shock of electricity. He pulled my face up and over, in order to see him.

"I don't believe that.", he whispered.

"I...", I breathed. I was dazed and light headed. He smelled faintly of...Spearmint. I wonder...If I...

Sasukes eyes widened and he looked as if he were in shock. He released my face and his hand dropped quickly. After a split second he adverted his eyes down and he turned silent.

'Wh-what was that?'

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Normal POV

'What the fuck did I do that for?!', Sasuke asked myself angrily, 'Am I no longer in control of my own actions? I just...Nobody wouldn't care if people were so blatently rude to you but, if that was the case, he was so...he acted so happy despite it.

He didn't have much more time to think about it because as the bus pulled to a stop a girl was trying to switch seats from somewhere in the back to the seat next to Kiba...and across from Sasuke.

He watched her in disgust: Ino somethingoranother. The girl was one of my biggest annoyances. She was what other people might have called good-looking. I thought she was kind of generic: Big breasted, Blonde, Blue-eyed. She was almost worse than that Sakura Haruno girl...she came in a very close second.

"Move, Kiba.", Ino ordered the brown haired boy then turned to Sasuke and smiled. Sasuke looked down.

"No.", Kiba's said in irratation as Sasuke looked back up, thinking it was safe to watch this little scene.

'Hah. I hope she stabs him.', He thought in amusement.

Ino's blue-eyes flashed in anger, "I'll fucking sit on you, dog boy."

Needless to say, Kiba scooted over and Ino sat down. Sasuke turned away from her quickly back to Naruto rolling his eyes.

"What?", Naruto asked, afraid he had done something to upset the onyx-eyed boy.

Sasuke motioned to Ino. Naruto giggled and Sasuke wrinkled his nose back at him.

"Sasuke!", Ino tapped Sasuke urgently on the back.

'Oh, God.', Sasuke dreaded silently.

He was just going to ignore her but, Naruto spoke up.

"Sasuke, I'm feeling a little...hot sitting on the inside. Could we possibly...switch?", he asked with that innocent face again.

"Su-", Sasuke started but, was overtaken by Ino.

"Shut up. Nobody was talking to you fucking loser.", Ino snapped.

Sasuke stole a quick glance at Naruto. His face was red and he was watching Ino with an ashamed look on his face. Now, that made the onyx-eyed boy angry...for some odd reason.

"Yes, Naruto. For the love of God let's switch.", He said looking straight at Ino and standing up, bus still in motion.

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Narutos P.O.V.:

I smiled to myself as we switched, even though Ino was shooting me disgusted looks the whole time.

"Thank you, Naruto.", Sasuke muttered as the bus stopped to let in more kids.

"You're--ah.", I gasped quietly and my left hand shot to my side.

'Damn it.', I thought, trying to hold back a scream. I looked up to find serveral kids passing by me looking for room on the bus, brushing past my side and sending fire up it everytime they did so. I fucking hurt like hell. My eyes stung. 'No. No, God. Not here. Don't let-', I pleaded.

"Are you alright?", Sasuke asked, interrupting my pleas.

'Shit. What do I say...? Uhmuhmuhm...Oh. CAR.'

"Oh, haha, fine. My side...I-I got hit by a car about...a week ago...?", I knew I sounded unsure of myself.

"You...got hit by a car?" Sasuke was suspitous for sure.

"It...It wasn't going very fast...slow actually."

'A car? You fucking dumbass. Nice, Naruto. Nice.', I was kicking myself at this point.

"Oh," Sasuke looked me up and dow, "Why would you switch seats with me if your side...?"

"I figured talking to Ino would be worse then a few people hitting a little bruise.", I said with that ever present smile still plastered on my face.

"...Yeah...probably.", Sasuke said. I could tell he was trying very hard to believe my stupid story. He was quiet for awhile and I noticed we were getting close to the school. He watched as I wrapped the earphones around his iPod and hand it back to him.

"Hey, Naruto?"

"Yeah?", I was startled by the sound of his voice again.

"What Ino said...", he seemed to be searching, "That...that's what you mean isn't it? She...That wasn't nice of her. I'm sorry."

'Oh.', I gasped mentally,

"Haha. It's fine. I don't mind remember?", I said smiling extra big.

"Yeah...Yeah, I remember.", Sasuke said his head shaking slightly. He smilied a bit. More than I'd ever seen anyways. But, the smile...was fake...all melancholy.

Too. Much. He's read too much into things. I didn't get hit by a car. He might think my lame-ass excuse is crazy but, he'd never guess it was from last night--well, this morning technically. He's trying really hard though to think of a reason I would have lied to him, I can tell. Oh well, this'll have to stop. Another person I have to avoid. Not like it'll be that hard. I don't see him much and he's never seen me. Our lives don't intertwine. In awhile I-I can't talk to this greek god anymore. I guess...it was fun while it lasted.', I thought all of this sadly but, I felt a stab of jealously...I don't know why but, it was for those people who got to talk to Sasuke all day.

We were pulling to a halt at the front of the school. Students rose. I tried to do the same but, only made it half way. Sasuke grabbed the sleeve of my right arm.

"Naruto. Wait.", he cocked his head to the side.

"I..?", I was confused. Why wouldn't he let me off? He rose slightly and stopped a few inches in front of me. Him being this close was making me feel dizzy. His pale hand extended towards me. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed Kiba our one man audiance as he left the bus watching us as he descended down the steps. Sasuke touched my right cheek. My stomach dropped. 'What...?' His hand caressed it slowly. Three times. Then, I knew. The lines. He-

"Naruto, why...what happened to your face?", he asked his hand going back over the scars.

'Goddamn.' This boy...he was so beautiful. I swallowed a rising lump in my throat. No one was left on the bus and the driver was eyeying us curiously. 'Goodbye.' I jerked away from his touch and bolted down the aisle way. I heard him call to me as I bounded down the steps and I reached up and touched my cheek quickly. It felt like in the places he touched the blood behind it froze up. Like he was made of ice. I sped up when I hit the sidewalk and disappeared into a crowd of students.

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Sasuke's P.O.V.:

...Come back.

When I got off the bus I faltered. Where was I going? After him? Wh-

"SASUKE-KUN!", I was greeted by a bouncing ball of pink haired annoyance. It. Sakura Haruno. All 5 foot and 4 inches of her was currently trying to latch onto me everywhich way. I shook of the girl quickly and looked at her coldly. White leggings, light blue, jean skirt, white shirt with Abercrombie written up the side in dark blue, matching the dark blue ribbon in her hair. Even her outfit was annoying me today.

"Get off him, forehead!", My other nightmare screeched from behind me skipping up in order to chase Sakura away with her Pink, chunky looking purse...or bag, whatever you called it. I was going to sneak away when I heard another familiar voice address me.

"Hey. Sasuke. You looked pretty cozy on the bus this morning."

I turned slowly...Kiba. I wanted to grab that purse from Ino and start beating him in the face with it but, I suspect that would look...rather odd to passerbys.

"What?", I spat back.

"With that freak kid. The one who resembles a fucking fox or something.", Kiba lauged loudly attracting an audiance.

"You would know, dog boy.", I watched Kiba stop laughing in anger at the hated nickname.

Ino and Sakura hurried to my defense.

"SHUT UP, KIBA!"

"Leave Sasuke-Kun alonnnnnnne!"

Yeah, just what I need. Sakura and Ino fighting my fucking battles for me.

"It's not my fault 'Sasuke-Kun' prefers men- I mean boys to girls.", Kiba smirked.

I stayed silent shocked at his accusation.

"YOU DO DONT YOU?! HAHA. This is just too good." At this point I think 2/3 of the school were watching our spat.

"No!"

"Oh? Then who Sasuke? Which girl is it that has stolen your heart?", Kiba faked a swoon.

Silence.

God, I hate my life.

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Normal POV:

"Shes'…She's…", Sasuke clamped his mouth shut.

'Nope. Can't do it.', He thought in anguish.

Kiba looked around at his audience in triumph, "See? I told you! Sasuke-kun, here doesn't look at girls at all," he paused for dramatic effect, "Let alone date them!"

'Oh God, I hate you.'

"I do.", Sasuke said quickly hating himself for it. He knew how to get to Kiba. What he was about to say would kill him but, at what cost of his own?

Kiba was visibly startled, "Who?!"

'KAMI. Anata ga kirai desu.', Sasuke thought in malice.

"Haruno."

All around him students started to stir. Girls started to cry, boy nodded their heads in approval, all dying to be him. Kiba was outraged. Sakura, the object of his undying affection with…Sasuke?! You see, Sakura was, for some ungodly reason, actually very popular among both boys and girls in Konoha and was…attractive.

"Y-You?", Kiba stammered, "…are…dating Sakura?!"

Sasuke thought fast, trying to save himself, and put his cool demeanor back on saying, "Not exactly."

Everyone went silent once more as they pondered this and with that Sasuke took his leave, walking toward the school's bus entrance.

Ino sat dumbstruck.

Kiba glared.

Sakura…fainted. Needless to say, Ino didn't catch her.

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A/N: Aha. Cliffhanger. Sort of. I repaired it and like it better now. No flaming please. This isn't a SasuSaku fiction, remember? I don't oppose the two but, I don't support it either. SasuNaru is my poison. Guess you'll have to see how this one plays out...

Anyone who figures out what Sasuke said in Japanese up there will get recognition for sure!

But, snce that's a mean way to end it I'll preview the next chapter for you, which is still title-less. Any suggestions?

Chapter Four Preview:

Just as he passed by the open door he heard it: muffled screams and the sound of a body being shoved up against a wall.

"Stupid-ass teenage hormones," Sasuke mumbled. He stopped walking…Those weren't sounds of shower room sex. No, someone was getting the shit kicked out of them.

Sasuke hesitated. The he sighed…

Yeah, yeah. Not a very good preview, but the next chapter's almost done! When I get to 35 reviews I'll put it up. Haha, incentive, much?