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If you're reading this I feel as though I should pre-warn you that this is a yaoi Fanfiction, it is NaruSasu based.

I have made this Fanfic a Mature because there will be sex in it, graphic sex as I'm a bit of a pervert myself.

It is also an idea myself and my girlfriend came up with, we helped each other write it in a roleplay style fashion and I made it into a story.

Like I said, this is an 18+ there will be a lot of swearing, sex, grief, trauma, things that may disturb but what else should you expect with a fan fiction involving Sasuke?

This is also an AU roleplay which means 'alternate universe', it means it is anime characters brought it our world, google it for further information.

Please don't flame for the obvious things I have mentioned here.

Three weeks... four days... nine hours... thirty eight minutes...that's how long it had been since Sasuke Uchiha last had sleep...three weeks, four days, nine hours and thirty eight minutes of laying awake night after night, eyes locked on the infinite white ceiling, listening to nothing but the inane thud of his own heart beat, the passing traffic and sounds of other human beings in the streets at ungodly hours. Sometimes Sasuke pretended that they were insomniacs like him that they too... were plagued by warped frightening dreams that no matter how they tried, sleep would not come.

Heavy eyes glanced sideways at the beeping alarm clock...7.30am already...time to start a new life.

Sasuke rose like a corpse from his neatly made bed, robotically removing the useless pyjamas, folding them, and placing them on the pillow where tonight he would put them on, and hope that he'd finally be able to catch a few hours sleep, or simply pass out from fatigue.

Sasuke opened the door of his wardrobe and took out his brand new school uniform... school, he hadn't been in education for over a year, his ward, Kakashi Hatake had been home schooling him in that time, but decided Sasuke would benefit from human interaction... Human's, the most overrated species on the planet in Sasuke's opinion. Would being around people help him sleep? Would pretending to make friends and laugh like normal sixteen year old boy cleanse him of the nightmares that haunted his mind?

He doubted it.

Never-the-less... if this kept that old man off his back, so be it.

Sasuke lived alone, in a small studio apartment in Konoha city, above a dusty old bookshop which Kakashi owned. He rarely ever saw the silver haired man, he'd check up on him every now and again, drop off his months allowance, check his fridge and made sure he was eating okay... other than that, Sasuke kept himself to himself. And thats just how he liked it... him... the darkness, and the sound of the city.

As Sasuke surveyed his reflection in the dusty cracked mirror of his little bathroom, a pale ghost like hand rose to his sunken eyes, fingertips trailed the bruised dark area beneath them, bags... evidence of his insomnia, the corners of his lips curled into a smirk and his head tilted to the side as he analyzed the new uniform... it was pretty dull as uniforms went, dark blue blazer with a funny swirl 'leaf' motif on the right breast, a blue tie with silver pin stripes, crisp white shirt and equally pristine black trousers complete with shiny shoes...

He hadn't felt this normal in a while, and despite his clouded mind, Sasuke was thinking of something other than sleep, or lack of it... he found himself looking forward to a day in the real world, after spending so long here... alone with his thoughts, maybe it would do him good, otherwise... he'd have to start the bad things again...

The car that was waiting outside looked like a hearse, to Sasuke at least, long, overly shiny and black.

Money... thats what Sasuke associated with this car. Kakashi rarely spent any of Sasuke's money, other than giving him his measly allowance but by the looks of this car he'd splashed out today to ensure Sasuke arrived at this place called school.

Part of Sasuke expected, hoped... to see the silver haired figure sat in the back, with his head in a book but as the driver got out and opened the door, he saw it was empty.

The drive was silent, Sasuke watched the world pass by the darkened windows with an idle, tranquil expression, watching... watching people start their day, fresh faced and alive.

"Did you eat breakfast for your first day of school?" The driver asked, breaking the silence for the first time as they stopped at a traffic light. Sasuke caught sight of the aged man's reflection in the rear view mirror... fifties, probably married, two kids, perhaps a family dog or cat?

He seemed like a nice man. Sasuke's dark onyx eyes studied the man for quite some time before he finally spoke.

"No. I wasn't hungry." Came his quiet, flat and slightly iced tone from the plush leather back seat... and once again the car fell silent.

The car pulled up outside a large building. It was nothing special to look at, pretty modern but in an ugly way, simple geometric shapes with lots of square windows... Konoha high school. The place was alive with noise, alive... awake.

The atmosphere was so uplifting, so overwhelming after a whole year of barely ever leaving his apartment, with no human company other than Kakashi, the occasional counselor, cab driver...

Children. Teenagers... people his age. So many different hair colors, eyes, skin... voices.

The door of the car was opened and Sasuke stepped out into this new alien universe, the searing september sun hitting his skin, causing it to become almost translucent... onyx eyes closed as he allowed himself to savour the warmth for a moment, feel it penetrate him and bring his soul to life.

'I think I will sleep tonight...'

He found himself thinking as without another word to his driver he asscended the steps with his black school satchel over one shoulder, oblivious to the stares and mutterings of the 'new boy' from his new peers and classmates.

Naruto had been at Konoha high school approximately two hours early for the start of the new term, the routine had come about when his Foster Dad Iruka got a promotion at his new job meaning he had to come in even earlier, since Naruto lived on the opposite side of town from the school he'd always gotten a lift from Iruka so now he had to come to school two hours earlier, among one of the first students to arrive grim-faced, apart from the handful of computer geeks who got there the second the school doors were unlocked and went straight to the computer labs. But luckily enough for Naruto he'd taken up on some before school activities, mostly sport but one sport in particular, Naruto really enjoyed Basketball, his classmates as well as the before school P.E teacher had gotten quite the pleasant surprise when Naruto had turned up and started playing the game for the first time, he was incredibly good at it, he liked to create teams, work together within those teams, it was one of the reasons he really like sports, so nowadays Naruto was eager to throw himself out of bed in the morning and shovel food down his throat to get him to school faster, considering he wasn't a morning person it was quite the change.

Naruto's appearance was very unkempt but naturally handsome, he had golden skin, showing off how much time he spent outside soaking up the sun, his cheeks were always flustered from all the rushing about he did, his head a bop of blonde layers, spiky and ruffled looking, he usually work a cap hat turned backwards on it, especially playing Basketball. When he first started school, Naruto wasn't a popular kid, he was far too loud and boisterous, he had big opinions of everything and boy did he like to make them known but now in year ten, he was well known for being the most friendly guy in the school, he was on the school council, he did a lot of clubs, he always forever offering to guide the year 7's around on their first days, he had a contagious, charming grin and grace about him that really drew you in and made you trust him, you could see just by looking at him that Naruto was a man of honesty, he kept everything out on the open, there was no secrets about him, what you saw is what you got. Just looking at him made you feel a bit lighter, a bit more refreshed. He was like hot day in the countryside, when you jumped in one of the lakes and swam up for fresh air, gasping as you threw your head out of the water and the sun hit your wet face, that was Naruto.

Naruto had lived in sunny Florida all his life, he was very typically American, loud, tanned, muscular, sporty, he ate a lot, mostly junk and orange energy drinks.

He was in the middle of a game when the rumor of a strange Japanese transfer student arriving at the school, apparently he was 'gorgeous but creepy' or 'he looks like the grudge but in a sexy way' those were the words Naruto picked up as he dribbled the ball, listening to the girls who were idly watching on the sidelines.

As Sasuke made his way through the school grounds... it dawned on him just how overwhelming this place was... America. Everyone was so loud and rude, barging past you in the halls, chattering amongst themselves in their loud opinionated voices. But to Sasuke it wasn't overwhelming, just interesting...

They had sports here that weren't well known in Japan, he passed by the basket ball court outside and paused to stare through the wire fencing... Basketball, he knew of it... but like everything else in this country, it too was loud, noisy and colorful, the bright orange ball and darting players yelling stuff at each other as they tried to get the ball through a hoop... thrilling.

Not to Sasuke. Sports didn't interest him... in fact, nothing interested him. He did like to read, at least he used to... but then the fictitious pages and imagery from the books began to find their way into Sasuke's reality, into his mind and merge with his dreams. He decided that books, television and films were best left alone, his reality was disturbed enough without fantasy exaggerating it.

There was one thing Sasuke liked though... he liked to draw. Anything, everything that popped into his mind, not all of it pleasant. He almost always had a sketch book with him, even now tucked away in the black leather bag was ring bound sketch book and a selection of sketching pencils, and not much else.

He glanced down at the watch on his wrist, there was another ten minutes before he had to make his way to his new class or 'homeroom' as the Americans called it.

Sasuke whipped out the sketch book and flicked through it to a clean page... he began sketching the outline of a boy, he was shorter than most of the other players, a back-to-front cap on his head of golden hair... and his skin, it was like pure bronze, the sun reflecting off it like a precious metal as the loud blonde boy bounced around the court, skillfully weaving and dribbling that orange ball that matched his shirt... and the eyes, the piercing eyes as blue as the very sky, even from this distance, they intrigued Sasuke, as did the bewitching smile on his tanned face...

Sasuke looked down at his drawing of the boy, he was supposed to be focusing on the movements, on his body... but all he'd drawn was the boys expression... those eyes... that smile and the dimples on his cheeks...

Naruto continued playing the game for a bit longer, laughing and cheering his team on as they did with him when the ball was in his hands, he got the ball threw the net a couple of times when his dark haired friend who had something similar to a bowl hair cut from the oldern days and peculiar feminine eyes stepped up beside him mid-game and whispered in his ear ''hey Naruto, look there's the new boy the girls are all talking about-'' ''-yeah, he's staring right at you, how weird'' a scruffy brown haired boy chimed in after.

Sure enough, Naruto looked over instinctively with the orange ball in his hands, he suddenly understood exactly what the girls were saying, the new guy had a perfect face like most Japanese or Koreans did, it was flawless looking even from here, his eyes were as dark as anything and slightly slanted, he had long bangs that covered a lot of that flawless face though, they shadowed his eyes.. the eyes that looked incredibly weird, when you looked at them properly you felt like questioning if the new guy was really like the rest of the boys here, they didn't look like they had anything in them, Naruto could look to his left at Kiba, study his eyes and be able to tell so much about him, mostly how he was feeling in a split second but looking at the new guy was like looking at a ghost, it sent chills up Naruto's spin and the hairs on the back of his neck began to raise.. He wet his lips nervously and the adam's apple in his throat rose and fell as he gulped. ''L-Let's just... play the game'' Naruto said weakly tearing his eyes away from the new guy, he'd never seen anyone like him before, their school was full of culture, races, a lot of asians went here so it wasn't that and Naruto wasn't racist by far, he was just...strange.

Naruto couldn't concentrate throughout the whole game, there was only ten minutes left and he felt his strengths slipping, but everyone was whispering about the new guy, guys on the team openly staring in his direction, the girls were muttering. By the time the game finished and the bell rang, Naruto dared to glance over his shoulder again and the ghostly boy was gone and Kiba was yanking him by an arm around his neck to their homeroom.

Sasuke had left as soon as he felt the blue eyes on him... they were so warm and piercing, but he saw the same look there as he did with everyone who made eye-contact with him... it was a look of intrigue and wonder, but also of fear, the look someone got when the sensed a dangerous aura about someone... someone like Sasuke.

It was how he liked it though, Sasuke liked to watch people, study them, wonder about them... as long as they didn't get too close, ask questions, get too friendly.

It didn't take Sasuke long to find class '3b' which was apparently his new homeroom for the year.

Since it was the first day back at school, they were to spend the whole morning with their new class mates, something Sasuke was indifferent too. He wanted to learn, listen, write, think... then go home. Not bond with his new class mates.

Sasuke decided to let himself into the classroom, the first one here... he trailed a hand over all the posters and displays of students work on the walls... it was obviously an English classroom, he had a feeling the English classes here would be very different to the ones in Japan.

Kakashi was Japanese too and he'd tried to educate Sasuke about the ways, the customs wearing uniform was optional here, and only Sasuke had seen only a handful of students wearing it...most just wore their own clothes. But Sasuke didn't care, they were just clothes, rags that kept your modesty covered, it didn't matter to him what he wore.

Sasuke took a seat at the back of the class, right in the corner by the window and studied the desk, pale fingers began to trace the letters that were engraved on it.

'Naruto Uzumaki!' and a swirl underneath... it had been carved deep into the varnished pine with a compass or maybe even a pen knife, it must have taken a while, whoever 'Naruto Uzumaki' was, they hadn't been paying attention to the class when carving this.

Sasuke tossed his bag on the floor and turned to stare out of the window... he was used to that... watching, studying... all the little people, watching the different expressions and hearing the distant hum of chatter through the open window along with the steady ticking of the clock on the wall above the teachers desk which Sasuke began to watch... tick... tick... tick... then the clock struck 9 on the dot and a loud bell could be heard ringing out through the school.

Sooner rather than later there was a mass of noise, like a parade of Elephants coming down the corridor, a lot of chatter and banter about the summer holidays, TV shows, new food in the local hang out places, sports, girlfriends, parties, everything, if you listened real hard you could hear every individual conversation and soon enough the door slammed open and all the students were piling in, immune to Sasuke's existance at first but as they took their seats, they began to quieten and slow down a bit, staring at him openly across the room..

The loudest one of all, Naruto Uzumaki came in, still wearing an orange basket ball shirt and grey trackies, a sports bag over his shoulder as he chatted away about his new favorite takeaway restaurant in town that had just been built over the term. Apparently the new udon noodles were to 'die for' which was all he kept saying over and over. When Naruto approached his desk, his eyes rudely widened at the sight of Sasuke and he stared at him with a wide eyes.

He heard Kiba teasing him from across the room, saying something to Shikamaru about how he had to sit next to the 'grudge'.

As soon as Sasuke felt eyes on his form his head turned slowly from the window, his lifeless, sleep deprived eyes rose from Naruto's torso, up and up until they finally fell on his face, he inscribed every detail of his form into his mind, the wide eyed look of surprise, the rude expression on his face...

"You must be Naruto Uzumaki." He said. Sasuke's voice was as strange as the rest of him, his voice... was like a purr almost, like how you'd expect a feline to sound, if it could speak... though you could tell he was not American by the slight Japanese accent, he spoke English very well, probably better than most of the people here in the room.

Sasuke didn't care that he was sat at this boy's desk, even if his name was inscribed on it, he knew he could make him turn away in a matter of seconds, he achieved this by smirking... a simple smirk which grew more twisted and sinister by the second, and his dark, sunken insomniac eyes bored into Naruto, as if they were trying the burn a hole through his skull or torture him to death just by that one icy glare... even the aura he gave off was dark, choking almost... an aura that told you to keep away.

A bead of sweat visibly dripped down the side of Nauto's tanned, charmingly structured face and that wasn't caused by the summer sun... He wet his lips nervously and soaked them in very much needed saliva. Openly flinching at the menacing look on the new guy's face, he rose a hand up defensively ''h-hey, you can sit there, it's just a desk right?'' he said anxious to get away, he quickly looked around and scoped the room but the only desk left was the one in front of the transfer student and then one behind, people who previously sat there were perched elsewhere and grinning at him teasingly. Naruto knew this was a fun game to them but he wasn't amused, he cast them a glare and they stuck their tongue out, giggling together with Kiba who was the type of friend who enjoyed his friends displeasure.

Naruto had a choice then... to sit in front of the guy or behind him. He wagered them in his mind and decided on sitting behind him, at least he could see him then.. he'd feel vulnerable and on edge sat in front of him so he quickly dumped his sports bag down on the desk behind Sasuke and sat rigidly in his seat.

Sasuke snorted to himself and gave a shake of his head... people were so predictable... he could wrap this whole class around his little finger if he wanted to, just by a look, a glare, a smirk... people saw what they wanted to see. You could manipulate them just by something as simple as body language.

As the class finally settled down Sasuke opened his school bag and took out his sketch book and a few pencils... he had to pass the time somehow.

He looked around the class at everyone who still seemed to be fascinated by him, the mysterious aura that hung about him, the way he was the only one in the class wearing uniform, the girls giggling and gossiping about how handsome and creepy he was, comparing him to Edward Cullen from the Twilight series, this amused Sasuke and the smirk remained on his sallow face as he flicked through his sketch book, hoping it wouldn't draw any attention.

He stopped on the drawing he'd done this morning of Naruto Uzumaki... he realized just how much he'd studied his face as he looked at the drawing, staring into its detailed, intense eyes... even though they were just drawn in pencil with no color... they were still so piercing...

Sasuke didn't even look up as the tutor came into the class and began welcoming them back to another school year over all the idly chatter, no one seemed to be paying the slightest bit of attention.

After the class got going and underway, Naruto found himself relaxing and idly chatting to someone next to him, passing notes with Kiba and rolling eyes at the mocking messages he got. 'Don't get cursed - Kiba', 'He might put a voodoo on you - Kiba'. Naruto cast him glares over his shoulder and scrunched up the notes in his hands, now THAT was cruel. At the beginning of the class they all had to go up and talk about their summer, then they had to minor introduce themselves for the new guy's benefit, everyone looked on edge as they stood at the front of the class and directed who they were to Sasuke who just seemed to study them as if they were open books anyway. Kiba got up and told everyone about how he loved parties and his dogs, getting particularly sidetracked on the mention of dogs and everyone was soon groaning and rolling their eyes at him. ''I think Kiba's into beastiality!'' one of the guys laughed and he and Kiba had a play fight, laughing loudly as they punched each other.

When it was Naruto's turned to stood up, he walked up to the front of his class and scratched the back of his head with his eyes closed, grinning toothily.

''Hey, uh I'm Naruto, I really like sports, Basketball more than anything, I play Basketball before and after school, sometimes on the weekend at my local basketball court in town. My favorite person his my Dad, he's not my real Dad but he might as well be so it doesn't bother me, he's my Dad to me. My favorite food is noodles and anything spicy, I really like soda's too'' He explained scratching his cheek and scrunching up his face thoughtfully ''this summer Dad and I went camping for two weeks, it was really cool because we didn't sleep in the tent we put up we slept outside under the sky, we went fishing a lot too. I didn't do much after that, Dad let me paint our house, go and play Basketball every evening and took me out all the time, I met up with Kiba and the guys a lot for food and they tried to set me up with a girl and it didn't really work out-'' He cringed remembering that awful memory when Kiba had demanded he try it out with their 'friend' Hinata, she was a pretty girl, really small and shy. But when Kiba bluntly demanded they kiss and all the boy's teased and cheered him on, he couldn't even do it. He didn't like her, he couldn't kiss someone he didn't like.

Sasuke hadn't been paying any attention to any of the boring words that anyone in the class said... it was the same old crap, people talking about material possessions, things they did with friends. Sasuke didn't know how he was supposed to react, pretend he was interested in the lives of these irritating strangers... none of the names and faces particularly made an impression... a girl with Pink hair who talked about boys too much... Sakura, another Asian boy with long dark hair and creepily pale eyes... Neji... he seemed almost as indifferent as Sasuke and talked about spending all summer at some martial arts camp with his Dad...a freakish guy with an impossibly shiny black bowl cut and the thickest eyebrows Sasuke had ever seen... Rock Lee... he talked to much.

The only time Sasuke looked... properly looked at the person speaking was Naruto... Sasuke didn't know what he'd been expecting, he was just a typical guy really, into sports and hanging out with his friends... he lived with a man who wasn't his real Dad? That was the only intriguing thing about him really.

Sasuke decided he didn't like Naruto the boy he'd drawn from the baseball court... he was more dull than the rest of the class, the irritating thing was, he didn't APPEAR dull, he seemed bright, bubbly, energetic and interesting but to Sasuke... he was a blank page in a sketch book, only the eyes intrigued Sasuke but even that intrigue was limited.

"That's very good Naruto, now take your seat." The bored sounding teacher smiled forcefully at Naruto, evidently sick of listening to kids talk about their summers... the man looked ruddy, red faced... he obviously drank, and bit his nails by the state of his hands which were slightly yellowed, indicating that he was also a smoker, Sasuke saw a faint white mark where a wedding band used to be, divorced presumably, unshaven... he'd clearly given up with his job... dull.

"So Sasuke, that's everyone... now, why don't you come up here and tell us a bit about yourself." The teacher asked in a slightly less bored tone than before, even he... was curious about this new stranger.

Sasuke got to his feet with an air of elegance about him and felt twenty eight pairs of eyes following him as he approached the front of the class, his sketchbook under one arm, he didn't feel comfortable leaving it un-attended.

Sasuke stood in front of the class... the silence was deafening, you could have heard a fly sneeze it was so quiet, all eyes fixed on this new character, desperate for him to spill a dark mysterious past or reveal that he was a vampire or something...

Sasuke didn't know what to say about himself... the truth, was probably too heavy to casually mention but... there was nothing else really to say.

"My name is Sasuke Uchiha." He began in that same purring voice. "I-... moved to Florida a year ago with... I live above a book shop..." He began, desperately trying to think of SOMETHING interesting to say... '-I'm a chronic insomniac, I smoke Cannabis re-creationally and drawer pictures of my murdered parents when I can't sleep.'

"I like... cats." He said weakly as an alternative, eying each of his classmates in turn who were looking more disappointed by the minute.

"I'm originally from Kyoto Japan... I don't have any family." He lied, looking at the teacher for mercy.

"That's... great Sasuke, does anyone have any questions for our new transfer student?" The teacher asked the class...

'Damn you... damn you to hell.'

The reactions from the students were all different but the same in some ways, some frightened of this new boy and what he was saying to them, some of them looked disturbed...but under all that disturbia was interest, they'd never known someone like him before, like typical human beings they wanted to investigate this new weird right now to it's core. All the hands in the room shot up, apart from Naruto's who decided it wasn't worth those eyes boring into him again. At least he knew his name now, Sasuke huh...

The teacher looked almost regrettable as he eyed everyone in the class who looked eager with arms directly in the air.

''Why did you move to America?''

''Why do you look so creepy?''

''Are you single?''

''What food do you eat?''

''Where do you live?''

''Did your parents die?''

''Do you have any siblings?''

''Are you the grudge?''

''Can you use black magic?'' Those last two were from Kiba who received a warning look from the teacher and laughed in response.

''What do you use on your hair?''

''Do you want to come to a party?''

''How big are you?'' That one was Ino, she and her group of cronies giggled and she was sent out of the classroom.

''Have you had sex before?''

''What do you like in girls?''

''Do you play Xbox?''

''Are you a drug addict?''

''How often do you masturbate?''

By the end of all the questions that Sasuke didn't get the time to answer as everyone in the classroom chorused with the crude, blunt, inappropriate and rude questions, all desperate to figure Sasuke out in their loud American voices.

The teacher looked red in the face, awkward, tired and many other things, shaking his head... When Naruto put his hand up and stood up slowly, a little nervously that was obvious. ''I saw your sketchbook, you like to draw, that's what that means right? Why don't you join the Art club?'' He asked tensely, his throat closing in on him as he held the side of his neck.

Sasuke didn't look angered by the questions, not at all... in fact he looked amused in a strange twisted way...an ever present smirk on his face as he listened to the pathetic questions... sex... everyone was obsessed by it. Girls. Parties... none of the people in this room seemed to be any deeper than that...he wondered what the reactions of these idiots would be if he did take the time to answer each of their little questions, he imagined most of them would be running out and screaming right about now...

But at the last question and the sound of four chair legs scraping against lino, Sasuke looked up, locking eyes with the blonde boy who was staring at him... he studied his body language, hunched shoulders, trembling hands, unable to maintain the eye contact, the slight color in his cheeks, the way his Adam's apple was throbbing meant his heart was beating fast.

'You're scared of me...' Sasuke thought to himself as his sharp eyes studied every inch of Naruto Uzumaki, even the way he shifted his feet from leg to leg. 'You don't strike me as a person who is scared of much... should I be flattered?'

Sasuke looked down at the sketch book in his hand then and nodded slowly. "I do... like to draw yes." He said plainly, looking back up at Naruto with an unchanged expression. "But no... I have no interest in any art club." He added frostily, as if sickened by the simple suggestion.

"Uh... okay... well hows about you sit yourself down now Sasuke I think that's quite enough excitement for one morning." The teacher sighed as Sasuke made his way back to his seat, setting his sketch book down in front of him.

As the teacher began talking about plans for the new school year, councils, new clubs they could join, revision and exams etc... Sasuke tore a bit of paper out the back of his sketch book and began doodling on it.

He drew a picture of himself with vampire fangs, about to bite Naruto's neck who he drew with crossed out eyes. He didn't usually draw silly little cartoons but it amused him, especially as he scrunched it up and tossed it over his shoulder so it landed on Naruto's desk with a note scribbled underneath saying 'Be afraid'.

Toying with people... hm, that could be a new hobby, and if he had to choose a victim from this class it HAD to be Naruto Uzumaki...

Naruto looked at the scrunched up paper like it was a snake about to bite him and hesitantly reached forward to open it, blinking slowly at the image there...a frown crossed his charming face, lines engraving themselves on his forehead. This guy... he didn't strike Naruto's attention to be the type to draw things like that, the crossed out eyes? ...His blonde eyebrows knitted together at the drawing, he looked back up at the back of Sasuke's dark spikes, if he had a wager it would be that Sasuke was smirking to himself.. He seemed to relish in how the class reacted towards him, liked it.. Naruto couldn't understand that one bit. But he turned the paper over and went 'I don't see you sparkling' with a swirl next to it, tossing it back over to Sasuke.

Sasuke rose an eyebrow in amusement at that and scrawled 'I didn't think you could read' underneath in his neat calligraphic hand writing that was more suited to writing in delicate Japanese kanji...

He looked up then as he heard the teacher talking about a school activity weekend that was taking place next week, apparently they'd all been told about it last year and everyone had pre-paid, the tutor was reminding everyone to bring in their permission slips if they hadn't already.

Sasuke was just thinking how grateful he was that he wasn't here last year so he didn't have to go when he heard his name.

"Sasuke, your guardian had your permission slip signed and sent over the summer when we informed him about the trip, its all been paid for so don't worry you won't be left out this weekend." He told Sasuke and the Uchiha's smirk slipped...

He was seething with rage at Kakashi right now... how dare he sign something on his behalf without even asking if he wanted to go... this was ridiculous, he didn't need to spend a weekend in some stinking hostel with a class of people he already couldn't stand doing 'fun' activities which apparently would include rock climbing, archery, canoeing and the like...

A vein throbbed beneath one of Sasuke's dark bangs...he definitely wouldn't be getting any sleep this weekend then.

''This is going to be sweet!'' Kiba could be heard rambling on loudly, his feet on the desk and his arms behind his head in a relaxed position, you could tell he was the typical jock party type in this school, he was so muscular, more tanned than Naruto, very sexual, perverted and always up for a good time. To Naruto he was the funniest guy but even to him, Kiba was a bit over the top sometimes, he never calmed down, never spent time with the family he had. Naruto liked watching films with his Dad or going fishing with him. Kiba was his best friend but that didn't mean either of them were spot on alike, just similar.. Like for example, Kiba could be very insensitive but Naruto was very in-touch with his own and everybody else's emotions, he had a lot of respect when Kiba had none, Kiba would bluntly tell a 'chick' she wasn't his cup of tea and he didn't want anything to do with her, then make out with her at parties when he was drunk to mess her around.. But Naruto would plan what he was going to say for weeks and weeks.

As the group of boys which consisted of Kiba, Naruto, Rock Lee, Shikamaru and Shino all crowded at the back of the room together, Neji idly listening in with his arms folded and his eyes closed. He'd 'gotten used to the loud American's, he'd moved his three years ago and started the high school in year seven. So he was more accustomed to their ways.

''So, Sasuke! Looks like your coming on a trip with us then huh?'' Kiba announced then from his chair, looking over at the dark haired pale face. He smirked at him with one of his canines over-lapping his lower lip. ''Hope you don't get assigned to the bunk beneath me, 'cause I might bring a woman back with me and that's all you'll hear all night long'' He laughed at himself.

Shikamaru rolled his eyes ''..a more appropriate warning would be that Kiba passes wind in his sleep, what a drag.''

Naruto laughed at that ''-and snores, dribbles and groans''

''Do you remember that time he woke up with a boner at our sleepover last year and Naruto was beside him and got a right stab in the bum with it!'' Lee laughed in his feminine fashion.

Sasuke listened... took in everything and the expression was nothing short of disgust... "You get boners that easily? Sleeping in bed with another man. Wow... You need to get laid. The fact you so openly talk about 'fucking' girls, and about your dick shows you're a pretty insecure person... Are you expecting me to fawn all over you and beg to suck your cock? No? Then I suggest you take your attitude elsewhere... where someone with less intellect than myself won't see straight through it." Sasuke said cooly in his mysteriously soft purring voice.

It wasn't like him to speak so out of turn... in fact it wasn't like Sasuke to speak much at all, other than to simply answer and respond to questions... bluntly at that.

But Kiba was a complete dickhead, he knew that much...he had a vile air of arrogance about him, in a different way to Sasuke... and Sasuke, who despite hating people could see right through them, saw through Kiba's facade, saw he put up a front to shield his insecurities, there was no questioning that he had a small dick.

The bell rang then, signaling that it was break time and Sasuke did not hesitate in getting to his feet, reaching into his satchel and sliding his sketch book away, pulling out square silver tin out and sliding it into the pocket of his blazer before leaving the class.

After that little outburst from Sasuke, Kiba was infuriated with anger. A few of the boys who'd overheard laughed at what Sasuke said, snide comments of 'burn' or 'nice one' being thrown in his direction but Kiba's friends knew how much that would have pissed him off, Naruto and Lee shared feeble 'oh no' glances and sweat-dropped.

''From this moment on.. I'm going to make that freak show's life hell, all I fucking did was try and involve him. It's not like I was being a dick to him, what a prick.'' He brushed everyone else off and just shook his head in anger, grabbing his bag and leaving the room leaving his friends behind.

It wasn't a good start to the first day back, Naruto usually spent time with Kiba discussing things when they had a free period, he went by the sports gym to see a few people in there but not many and no one he particularly knew well enough to ask to play Basketball with, he had a few idle conversations in the corridors with friends in other classes as he passed them then went to find a vending machine, selecting an orange sports drink called PowerAde. As he did so he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he could see Sasuke walking off, no striding down the corridor.. There was definitely a dark aura about this guy, something dangerous about him. Little did Naruto really know what this term would bring with Sasuke Uchiha but it was all about ready to begin... and Kiba was already sulking somewhere over it..