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"So what do you want to do for lunch?" Naruto asked once class was done. We walked side by side through busy halls, students passing casually in small clumps. His tone wasn't quite normal. It had the slight undertone of anger but was more categorized as indifference.
I shrugged my shoulders. "How about the park?"
"Alright."
I could feel the phantom touch of his hand about to entwine with mine. I pretended to have an itch on my opposite arm and lifted my hand, pretending as best as I could to be coincidence than I scratched just as his hand closed around empty air. I can't explain why I did that, but I wished I hadn't. I wanted his touch, but I still did not feel comfortable with so many looking.
Lunch time is free time. Students may go or do whatever they wish as long as they are back for afternoon classes. The park is across the street from the school entrance, so we're never late. We walked right onto the sidewalk that encircled the whole park, and proceeded towards the back to abandon the path, and to where it was less crowded. We always hated being around so many people at once. Back here was where lots of the pine trees grew, so it was always shadowed, and the floor was only dirt littered with pinecones and needles. Usually we'd just hang out in the trees to take a snooze right after eating lunch, maybe talk, or maybe play some tree tag since the branches were so close to one another, but today felt different, the atmosphere that should be so carefree and enjoyable, was replaced by this troublesome silence.
"Well?" interrupted Naruto. "What are we waiting for?"
He grabbed my hand and guided me against the base of one of the trees. He bit in hard and swallowed my blood in heavy gulps. Though he fed painfully, I didn't fight back. Then he finally pulled away and took my jaw in his hands, and like so often he'd turn it back and forth, inspecting every small inch of my face and neck for damage. Yet now that I think of it, what was the true reason he did this? Was it really that he was looking out for abuse? Or was it that he was looking for the moment when I found someone to fool around with? Anger filled me, but I sent it to the back of my mind as there was no use for it now.
As I was distracted in my thoughts, I had failed to notice the proximity of Naruto's face. Before I could turn away, soft lips pressed against my own. I kept my eyes wide in surprise as he hastily moved his mouth. I frowned. The nerve of that dope. I decided to play his game though and took initiative. I broke from his lips and traveled to his jaw, placing small kisses of my own. I kept my eyes open, taking note of his expressions. He seemed confused, but definitely pleased. I smirked and immediately moved down to his neck, where I wasted no time in biting in. His neck was my rightful property after all. As I was finishing, a pair of familiar hands wrapped around my face and pulled me from my meal upwards. The corner of my mouth dribbled blood that I had not the chance to swallow. A tongue moved across it then pressed against my lips for entrance.
I pushed him away.
"Sasuke?"
"You're moving too fast," I said, my tone heavy in annoyance, and in lack of a better excuse.
His expression turned from confusion to sympathy, and he took my hands into his before leaning forward and nuzzling against my cheek.
"I'll try to go slow," he whispered into my ear, "but I can't guarantee I'll be able to wait forever."
I shivered, knowing it was true.
When lunch was done, and school was over, Naruto and I started on our way home. It was pouring rain today and neither of us had an umbrella so Naruto took off his jacket and tried holding it over the both of us.
"What luck," I mumbled grumpily.
"I'm doing the best I can, Sasuke," he replied. "Here," he walked even closer with me. I wasn't very pleased, but I went along with it.
We finally reached home, stumbling through the threshold, water dripping from our clothes and hair, and our chests heaving after the sprint home.
"We're home!" Naruto yelled.
We slipped off our soaked shoes and soggy socks before Kushina came in, wiping the inside of a glass with a kitchen rag.
"Oh, you poor things are soaked!" she cried, setting down the objects on a nearby table.
She left the entry in a rush, soon reentering with a pair of towels in her arms.
We gladly accepted them, wiping down our face, neck, and arms.
"Just set down whatever clothes you can spare right on the floor there by the door. I don't want you two treading water through the house. Now hurry off to your room and change. I'll throw these into the dryer."
The both of us undid our shirts and laid them by our socks and jackets. Naruto also boldly undid his pants and threw it into the pile; after all it was only his parents and me in the house. I kept my own on, partly for his mother, and partly for the reason of knowing those blue eyes wouldn't have been able to keep themselves off me.
We raced upstairs, and entered our room. While it was so easy for me to locate and dress into new clothes, Naruto was having a harder time as he threw shirt after pants after shirt onto my side of the room.
"Hey," I called, "dope, stop throwing your crap onto my side." I started collecting his clothes up off my floor when I glanced up and noticed him bending down for something, still wearing nothing but his white underwear, and even that looked translucent as it was damp from the rain. I looked away, embarrassed at myself. "And find some pants already!" I added irritated.
"What?" he turned around while I purposefully turned away.
"Oh!" he rushed towards me. "There are the pants I was looking for!"
He grabbed what he was looking for from underneath the pile in my arms, all of it falling back onto the floor.
"Idiot!"
I finally gave up and left the room to find Kushina. Maybe I could help her with the laundry or dinner. I found her in the kitchen along with Minato. They both were silent. Minato looked deep in thought while Kushina was looking very worried as she read what seemed to be a letter.
"Something wrong?" I asked, not sure if I wanted to know. I had an odd feeling in the pit of my stomach it was about me, and it was confirmed soon after.
The both of them exchanged glances. "It's your brother, Sasuke," said Minato. He walked toward me and laid a hand upon my shoulder. "They're after him. He's joined the vampires, Akatsuki."
