Why yes, I am updating rather early. No worries, the updates will turn into weekly things soon enough (; Thank you so much for your reviews and adding this story to your favs and alerts -sniffles- Garsh, I feel so loved. But I did notice some minor mistakes I made last chapter... -facepalmed- They're fixed, though! SO YOU'LL ALL NEVER KNOW. MWAHAHAHAH /Somewhat Evil.
Warning: Trust me, Naruto's secret admirer is OBVIOUS... just not so obvious to Naruto ;). Poor boy. Anywho, I'm basing their school off of America schooling because that's easier for me. Just so you know. Anything else is pretty much swearing and horrible humor ;). Unless you find me funny. Then that's good. Oh! And for the first few chapters we're going day by day xD That'll change soon.
Disclaimer: I own my LOVE for Naruto and all it's yummy, yaoi goodness... I just don't own Naruto.
Enjoy c:
Chapter Two: Second Promise
+I'll Give You a Compliment+
Later that day, Naruto returned home floating on a cloud.
"Someone looks happy," Iruka said from the living room. He was curled up in a snuggie with a good book on his lap. Iruka smiled. "Something good happen at school today?"
Naruto grinned like an idiot. "Life's just good, Iruka!"
"Well that's good to hear. Now go clean up your room. I went in there this afternoon and it looked like it got nuked."
The blonde's good mood barely even deflated. "Okay!"
Iruka watched the blonde bolt up the stairs with his eyebrow arched high, "What a strange kid..." he sighed and flipped open to the page he was on, a small smile curling on his lips. "Well, I'm glad things seem to be getting better now."
+I Promise+
Once Naruto was upstairs he fished for an empty flower vase he would fill sometimes if he found flowers he liked and placed it on the windowsill. With great care he pulled out the rose his "secret admirer" gave him and placed it inside the vase.
"I'll take good care of you," he whispered to the symbol of Love. "After all you came from someone very important."
The red rose glowed in the darkness of Naruto's room as sleep descended upon his household.
+I Promise+
In typical Tuesday fashion Naruto was running late... Again.
"Shit, shit, fucking shit!" he cried as he dashed up the stairs, gracefully tripped, got up again and made a mad dash for his locker. "Dammit Iruka! Why the fuck did you have to keep me in just so we could talk about color choices for the living room?" it was turning out to be one of those days...
Rounding the corner, Naruto bumped into the last body he wanted to see so early in the morning.
"Watch where you're going, Dobe." Sasuke was flat on his ass with a dazed blonde on top of him.
"Ugh..." Naruto shook his head wildly. He glanced down and saw the smirking raven below him, screeched, and jumped off into a lame karate position. "Bastard, maybe you shouldn't have bumped into me in the first place!"
Naruto barely paid attention to his hyperventilating heartbeat and mini-blush scarring his cheeks. But anyone would be a little shaken landing on top of someone in such a provocative way.
Sasuke got up from the ground, wiping the dirt off his pants. "This hallway is rather narrow. And you were running down here like the cops were chasing after you... By the way," Sasuke cocked an eyebrow, "why are you running late?"
Naruto relaxed his stance a little, "None of your business, bitch!" he barked out. Now, was that really necessary?
The raven nonchalantly shrugged his shoulders, as if Naruto not telling him why didn't bother him one bit. "Ouch?"
'This guy is a walking migraine!' The blonde thought as he gritted his teeth. Honestly, he didn't know why he was getting so annoyed by Sasuke's indifference, he just was. Every little thing Sasuke set him off in ways he couldn't even describe. "What about you?" he asked, leaning in. "Mr. Perfect skipping class?"
"And what if I was?"
"W-What?" okay, so Naruto wasn't expecting that at all.
Sasuke shrugged again, a lazy smirk dawdled on his face. "I asked what if I was skipping class?" the space between them seemed to he growing thinner and thinner... "Would your opinion of me change?"
Naruto gulped, unconsciously taking a step back Ito the wall. 'Why is he so close?' it was weird. Seeing Sasuke so close to him, having those onyx eyes bore into him. Searching for him like he was exposing every little secret Naruto had.
A few seconds later, Sasuke pulled back with a small grin on his face. That was the second time Naruto saw Sasuke show off at least a glimpse of a smile. "Wow, you're so gullible. I'm out on errand for Kakashi-sensei. He wanted me to pick up a book for him. Nothing special."
The blonde's erratic heartbeat was slowly climbing down from its high. "Why are you telling me this?"
The raven shrugged and jammed his hands deep into the holes of his pockets. "You asked me, didn't you?" leaving the question to dangle in the air, Sasuke brushed past the confused blonde and headed down the stairs out of sight.
Naruto forced his eyes to not follow after the raven. Once again he was left in the humongous wake that was Sasuke Uchiha. The raven not only grated on Naruto's nerves but also left him confused as fuck. Sighing, Naruto hoisted up his book bag and jogged the rest of his way to his locker.
Waiting inside for him, was a single red rose with a small note tied to the end. The rose came with another promise.
I'll give you a compliment.
"Sakura..." he whispered with adoration in his words as he sniffed the flower. He couldn't wait to see her today! Gently placing both the promise and the flower into his book bag, Naruto grabbed the little materials he would need for his first four classes, closed his locker, and dashed off to catch the last half-hour of English.
Little did he know that there was a little raven watching him...
+I Promise+
"Iruka keeping you in again?" Gaara asked during a free period in English. The class was broken up in groups of two for a mini-assignment and Naruto and Gaara had instantly linked up. Now Gaara was determined to know why Naruto was wearing such an annoying smile on his face. Though he could come up with some rather good guesses.
"Yeaah," Naruto drawled as he cut out the paper for the poster board. SAVE THE PANDAS! it screamed. "I swear Tuesdays do something to his brain that totally throws him out of whack."
"Must be something in the air," Gaara joked.
Naruto grinned even wider, "Must be."
"Another rose?" Gaara motioned to the brilliant red poking out through Naruto's bag.
"Yup!"
"What's the promise?"
"Sakura's gonna compliment me today," Naruto scratched at his cheek, a goofy spark in his eyes.
Gaara stared at his friend for the longest while before shaking his head and grabbing a glue stick. "You seriously believe its Sakura giving you these roses?"
"She gave me a smile yesterday! Just like the promise on the first rose said," Naruto defended. He was totally siding with his heart and not his mind on this one.
"Naruto, tell me the last time you and Sakura ever held a conversation that didn't end with her beating the shit out of you?"
"Uhh... Does kindergarten count?"
"You're an idiot," Gaara determined, slapping on a paper cut out of a panda onto the poster board. "You and Sakura are pretty much strangers. The notion that she's sending you flowers and promises anonymously is a little weird, don't you think?"
"Do you always have to kill my mood?" Naruto asked, his grin faltering ever so slightly.
"I'm only making you think rationally here. I don't want to see you get hurt again, Naruto."
It was moments like these where Naruto had the strong urge to glomp Gaara. The redhead rarely showed emotion, let alone actual feelings of sympathy. 'He's just watching out for me...' Naruto flashed a small smile towards his friend, "Thanks, Gaara but I won't get hurt this time... I can't let the past hold me down forever."
The teacher told everyone to stop working and that they'd start presenting now. Naruto had a good feeling pooling in his stomach as he put away his materials. He couldn't wait for art class where Sakura would give him that compliment and fulfill the second promise.
+I Promise+
"So, Sakura did her promise, yet?" Kiba asked. Gaara, Naruto, and Kiba were taking their daily walk so to speak. They were stroll around the soccer field, check out girls, crack jokes, point out guys, make more jokes, scoff at Sasuke, and then finally... Make more jokes. It was a good time.
"No," Naruto was pretty dejected. Through out Art class he had tried to make situations were Sakura would have to talk to him, and hopefully compliment him. The awaiting compliment never came. Instead Naruto got: "Naruto, can you move? You're in the way of the pencil sharpener."
Yeah... Naruto felt like he was labeled loser for the rest of the day. Hands shoved in his pockets, Naruto climbed up on the stands looking on towards the soccer field and leaned back on his elbows. Gaara and Kiba followed suit.
"Dude, maybe she's trying to even the promises out so it's not so obvious?" Kiba offered.
"What would be the point?" Gaara asked. "From the first promise Naruto would have been able to figure out who sent the rose."
"It was just a thought..." Kiba rolled his eyes, "No need to tear me a new one."
"Guys, can we not talk about this right now? I'm bummed enough as it is." Naruto said. His mood was dourly depressed and Kiba and Gaara weren't really helping the situation one bit.
"Fine, well change the subject. Oh God, here comes the Uchiha brats." Kiba pointed over to the two ravens who were leading the pack of soccer players onto the field. Sasuke was walking like a model down a runway while Itachi was dribbling back and forth with another player.
"You can see the difference between the two," Gaara pointed out dully.
"Sasuke's a prick and Itachi's a bigger prick," Kiba smirked going for a high five that no own returned. He slowly put his hand down. "I feel the love guys."
Gaara smirked, "I don't touch idiots. Their stupidity could be contagious."
"Ha ha!" Naruto whirled his finger around, barking out a sarcastic laugh.
"I hate you guys!" Kiba whined.
Naruto was barely paying attention to his friends. He was watching the raven who, not once but twice, had an awkward but not hostile run-in. Honestly, the only person who was firing dukes was Naruto. Sasuke just dodged them all like a ballerina. 'Why was he being so nice... All right, so the last two times we talked he was either mocking me or being just plain weird but he's not as bad as I thought he was.'
Then he saw Sakura run out to the field, her hair bunched into low pigtails. It was field hockey season and her stick was clutched tightly in use hand, along with a brilliant smile on his face. A knife twisted in Naruto's stomach. Sakura was smiling, at Sasuke. Sakura was blushing, at Sasuke.
And what did Sasuke do? He nodded, shot off a few words, and then went off to the other soccer players for practice.
'I take it back,' Naruto inwardly scowled, 'He's a bastard. The fucking definition of bastard.'
"Oi, incoming!"
"What?" before he knew it a soccer ball was coming for him. Not even thinking twice, Naruto caught the ball before it connected harshly with his face. What a rude hello that would have been.
Kiba blinked back his shock, even Gaara was a lift surprised. Time seemed to have slowed as Naruto lowered the ball.
"Damn, Naruto," Kiba let out a low whistle, "You're a beast. That's something I've only seen on the Matrix!"
Gaara smirked, "Nice."
"Eh? What's the big deal about catching a ball?" Naruto had the ball in his hands, throwing it up and catching it.
"Oi, Blondie! Wanna pass the ball?" Suigetsu, a forward, called. His pointy teeth flashed in the summer sun.
"Uhh, sure." Naruto stepped down from the bleachers, placed the soccer ball on the newly cut grass, and kicked it; hard.
The ball flew in the air and Suigetsu trapped it with his chest, bringing the ball back to his ankle. He looked back up, surveying the distance, and whistled. "Hot damn, that was some kick!"
"Blondie's got a foot," Pein, a defender, said. He rarely ever gave someone a compliment.
"Oi, I have an idea!" Suigetsu grasped the ball in his hands, a devilish smile on his face. "Why don't we let Blondie play with us? Its just tryouts and we may need another forward if Kisame can't play." Kisame was out with a knee injury from over the summer.
Itachi, team captain, crossed his arms over his chest. "That's a risky suggestion, Suigetsu. So the kid has a good kick, that doesn't automatically mean he's the next Pele."
"We won't know if he doesn't play!"
"I say we let him," Sasuke cut in. All eyes were on him, but he stood a little straighter when he saw a pair of blue eyes watching him. "It won't hurt to let him play for an hour."
The older raven simply cocked a cool eyebrow, "It's strange that you're actually getting involved in a team discussion, Sasuke."
Sasuke shrugged, "You're the one that said everyone has a fair chance of being on the team."
It took a while, but Itachi finally nodded. "Fine, he can play with us. But it he doesn't go hard he might as well walk off this field."
Sasuke nodded and without another word started jogging towards the blonde.
"Hey, the prick's coming towards yah," Kiba whispered, motioning towards the approaching raven.
"Yo," Sasuke raised a hand awkwardly.
"...Hi," Naruto said just as awkwardly.
"Oh look, Kiba, they're capable of one-word syllables." Gaara rolled his eyes.
"If we're lucky we might see Uchiha mutter a sentence," Kiba joked.
Sasuke frowned slightly, but for the most part ignored them. His attention was solely on Naruto. "The guys wanted to know if you'd play with us for an hour or so."
"Why?" Naruto was a little slow today...
"Maybe it's the fact you were able to stop a ball that was probably traveling 40 mph without even flinching or maybe because your kick was not only powerful, but also precise? We wouldn't have come to you if we didn't think you had potential."
Naruto rolled his eyes, "Wow. Thanks, Uchiha. I feel good about myself now."
"Stop bitching and choose," Sasuke was getting a little testy, mostly because his teammates wouldn't stop yelling at him to hurry up. "You only have to play for an hour. Half can be spent on the field and the other half in the girl. What do you say?"
"I don't see why you don't do it," Gaara said calmly, his eyes attached to his cell he had pulled out ten minutes into the conversation. "Playing soccer's not going to kill you."
"You want Naruto to get mauled?" Kiba wasn't having it. "Dude, some of those guys are three times his size! Naruto'll get killed!"
"Thanks, Kiba. Glad to see you're concern for me." Naruto hadn't meant for it to be so sarcastic, but he didn't like how Kiba was putting him down in front of Sasuke. Maybe it was a pride thing? "You know what? I'll play with you guys."
"Great-"
"On one condition," Naruto interjected.
Sasuke gritted his teeth, but let his anger pass. Flipping out on Naruto now wasn't going to get anything done... no matter how much he wanted to. "Shoot."
"Kiba has to play, too."
If Kiba was drinking something right now, he would have down a hilarious spit take. Instead he sputtered like a fish out of water. "W-What? You can't be fucking serious, Naruto!"
"Oh I'm serious, alright." Naruto grinned evilly. "If I have to suffer through this, so do you."
"Like hell I'll join you! Why don't you ask Gaara, huh? Why do yah automatically gotta call me out?"
"I'm allergic to physical education," Gaara deadpanned. Naruto could only nod along with his redhead best friend while on the inside he was dying of laughter. Kiba's face was so funny... and Sasuke was actually smirking.
'He has a sense of humor?' So Sasuke wasn't a zombie after all...
"Come on you whiny little bitch," Naruto grabbed Kiba by the wrist and started to drag him down the field. "This hour will fly by, and then I'll treat you to some Ice Cream from Turkey Hill."
"Cookies N Cream, man! Nothing else or I don't do jack shit." it was good to know that Kiba could be easily persuaded if you mention ice cream.
"Of course, of course, I'll get you any flavor you want... Using the money I took from your wallet," he added the last part in rushed and quietly.
"Eh?" Kiba raised his eyebrows, "What did you say?"
"Nothing, Kiba." Naruto laughed nervously and patted his friend on the back, "C'mon, let's go and try to not get our asses kicked."
+I Promise+
What was supposed to be a simple one-hour session turned into three hours of back-to-back, intense soccer. The boys had split up into groups with Naruto in goal first and Kiba on the field, Juugo, a junior, was the other goalie.
"All you have to do is stop the ball from coming into the net." Sasuke instructed him. "If you're up for punting, then go right on ahead."
"Punting? That's like... when I just kick the ball out, right?" don't blame Naruto, this was his first time playing soccer. Hell, it was his first time playing any sport with a large group of people. Not many students wanted to hang out with the labeled freak.
"Yeah, only you want to drop the ball on your laces here and then kick up with your foot pointing down..." when he noticed the blank stare he was getting from the blonde, Sasuke sighed and motioned for Juugo to come over and demonstrate. Once Naruto saw Juugo do it a few times, he was confident he could handle playing goalie for thirty minutes.
He was rather good, to say the least. Most of the time he was catching the ball on instinct. And a few times he had kicked it out. Naruto's punts were pretty good as well. All in all he managed to catch at least 78% of the balls aimed for him.
"Not bad for a beginner, kid." Suigetsu slung his arm around Naruto's shoulder.
"And your friend over there isn't too bad on the field either." Pein wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and just for show pulled off his shirt. Why yes, a few girls did squeal. "He's pretty fast and he knows a few moves, too."
"Well, he did play soccer in like... grade school." Naruto stretched out his aching limbs. His knees were stained green from the grass, as where his knees since he switched from his school pants to his gym shorts.
"Why'd he stop?" Suigetsu asked. "Jesus, what a waste of talent!"
Naruto shrugged, "I dunno. He said it bored him... or something. Ask Kiba, he'll probably tell you."
"I'm not that curious," Pein said.
"I am!" Suigetsu sang like a canary.
"Leave it till after practice," Itachi snapped. "Naruto! Get in the field. Kiba, get in the box! Kamikaze soccer starts now. Pair up in teams of two and whoever wins determines what the losers have to do."
"Blondie, be on my team!" Suigetsu was already pulling Naruto to the other half of the field when a certain raven stepped in and intervened.
"No way, Suigetsu. I get Naruto."
Two sentences literally made Naruto's heart spin. Why? He had no clue. 'I don't think I've ever been fought over before in my life...'
The midfielder whined and flashed Sasuke the bird, "Fuck off, Uchiha! I called dibs on him, first!"
Sasuke scoffed and crossed his arms, "Please. Like I'm going to value something as childish as dibs." he went for Naruto's arm and pulled him over to his side—not very gently either. "Naruto's on my team, and we're going to kick your ass."
"Oh you're on! I'll win and make you suffer!"
The raven had walked away by then, pulling the blonde over to an empty goal box so they could talk before Kamikaze broke loose.
"You know the rules?" Sasuke asked.
"Nope," Naruto replied. "But I can guess. All Hell breaks loose, right?"
"Hn."
"Sounds... painful," the blonde cringed. He could just hear the sounds of bones snapping and the game hadn't even started yet.
Sasuke shrugged, "It can be. One year a forward nearly broke his leg... and then another year a defender did break his leg."
"You guys are so brutal."
"Testosterone will do that to you."
Naruto couldn't help but bark out a laugh, "Was that a joke, Uchiha?"
The raven cracked a smirk, "Maybe. It's not like I'm incapable of making jokes."
"Never said you were. Just didn't expect it."
"You should lower your expectations then."
That phrase would mean a lot more in the days to come...
+I Promise+
"Uzumaki, I'm open!" Sasuke ran passed Suigetsu ready for the pass.
Naruto dribbled, and then passed the ball over to Sasuke who trapped it with his foot. He scissored passed Pein, did a rainbow over Itachi's head, and then picked up the ball and tackled Kiba into the goal—earning his team the winning point.
"Hell yeah!" Naruto whooped, pumping his fist in the air. He had no idea that he was going to win, let alone actually play good! Okay sure, he had the ball stolen from him a couple of times. And yeah, his ass did connect with the ground a couple of times. But other than that he could say he had fun! Even Gaara had come in for a few minutes to get in on the hellish action.
"Jesus, Uchiha!" Kiba clutched his throbbing side that Sasuke had—not so nicely—plowed into. "Way to freaking attack my kidneys! I'm sending you my hospital bills."
"Wow, Inuzaka. Who would have thought you were such a whiny bitch?" why yes, Sasuke was enjoying getting a rise out of Kiba.
Suigetsu was gulping down large amounts of water. He was more out of breath from that last Kamikaze game then he imagined. "Damn that blondie's something else. We gotta have him on the team, bossman!"
Bossman was Itachi, of course, and for once he could say he agreed with his psychotic teammate. "We'll have to put him through training but... I believe we could make things work. Inuzaka-san wasn't too bad, either."
"Then it's decided! They join the time. We put them through Nazi training, and we turn them into fucking beasts! Sounds great! Now I gotta pee."
As Suigetsu broke off to find the nearest port-o-potty, Naruto and Kiba were taking turns at the water cooler to replenish them. Kamikaze was pretty intense, you know.
"That was... pretty fun..." Kiba said in-between gulps of water. He got up from underneath the water cooler's nuzzle and wiped off any excess water from his chin. "Now I remember why I liked playing soccer so much."
"Is that enough convincing needed to get you guys on our team?" Itachi walked up to them with Sasuke in tow.
Kiba and Naruto exchanged glances. Silent communication sparked through their eyes.
"Should we?"
"I don't see why not."
Naruto nodded, "Sure, though I have to warn you guys now but my endurance sucks."
"That's fine," Itachi said. "We'll get you guys in shape, no problem."
The way Itachi smirked at the end, like a devil with a secret, made shivers jump up both Kiba's and Naruto's spine.
"What about Gaara?" Kiba asked. He didn't want to leave his friend out of all the fun.
"He wasn't too bad, but I already asked him and he declined the offer." Itachi answered.
Naruto scoffed, "Lazy ass... that's him."
A hyperactive Suigetsu who wanted to practice some moves with the brunette, leaving Naruto alone with the Uchiha brothers, soon pulled Kiba away. Awkwardness instantly surrounded the blonde. Just a few months ago he would never have imagined being in the presence of two of the most wanted boys in school. Hell, most of the time he secretly hated them behind their backs. Sasuke and Itachi had absolutely everything handed to them without even lifting a finger, Naruto had thought. Their looks, their popularity, their fortune. Being heir to the Uchiha name—one of the top businesses worldwide—certainly had its perks.
Now they were actually holding conversations. And playing soccer. And even asking Naruto to join their team. Naruto didn't know whether to pinch himself from such a dream, or just smile and go through it in stride.
"Oi, Itachi! Get yer ass over here, real quick!" Hidan, another midfielder cried.
Itachi sighed, rubbed his throbbing temples, and forced an amiable smile on his face. "I'm glad you can join. Sorry our introduction was cut short. Hidan's an idiot." he turned to Sasuke, "Can I leave you two alone and not have to worry about anyone getting mauled?"
Sasuke forced down the urge to roll his eyes. His brother could be so obnoxious with his failed attempts at being humorous. "No. You won't have to worry about a damn thing. Now go talk to your bitch."
Itachi smirked, "If you insist."
Now it was just Naruto and Sasuke. Night and day. Naruto ignored the urge to fidget. Fidgeting was a sign of weakness and honestly he didn't want to give anything away that could give Sasuke the upper hand. 'Upper hand over what?' the blonde mentally shook his head, 'The prick was actually pretty civil today... And his brother wasn't as bad as I thought he'd be.'
"Your brother's nice," Naruto, said absentmindedly.
The raven stared, scoffed, and then folded his arms. "You say that only because you don't know him."
"Devil in disguise?"
"Like you wouldn't believe."
"Hey, Naruto!" a familiar voice cried—Sakura Haruno's voice, to be exact. Naruto felt his heart skip a beat and his stomach twist into knots. Sakura had called out his name, and was running towards him with Ino in tow. It was such a paradox to the blonde that he thought he was going to pass out from the lack of air flowing to his brain.
"U-Uh... H-Hey... Sakura..."
"Smooth," the blonde heard Sasuke whisper.
"Shut up!" Naruto barked-whispered.
Sakura smiled at the blonde, small but bright. "I never knew you played soccer, Naruto!"
"I... I don't," Naruto rubbed the back of his head nervously and laughed. "It was a first time thing, you know?"
"Well you were great!" Sakura gushed.
"Totally," Ino nodded excitedly.
Naruto wasn't used to so much praise, and then it hit him.
I'll give you a compliment.
Naruto's heart soared a little higher.
"Haruno, Yamanaka, get your asses back here now!" their field hockey couch shouted and then blew her whistle.
Sakura cringed. "Damn... I hate when she's on her period. Kurenai-sensei turns into such a bitch." she turned to both Naruto and Sasuke, "Gotta go! We'll see you guys later?"
"L-Later?" Naruto squeaked.
The pink-haired field hockey player rolled her eyes, "Well yeah. We'll probably be seeing you a lot since you're joining the soccer team." then she turned to Sasuke, and if Naruto wasn't mistaken she batted her eyelashes a little... "Bye, Sasuke-kun!"
Naruto was going to ignore the blush that scarred Sakura's cheeks as she dashed away with Ino on her heels.
Once they were out of sight, Sasuke scowled, "She's so annoying."
The blonde looked flabbergasted, "What? How in the hell is Sakura-chan annoying?"
The raven glared at the blonde, "Please. You don't know her at all. She's like a leech."
Before Naruto could retort, Kiba slung one arm around his waist and Suigestu slung an arm around his shoulders.
"Time to hit the showers, ladies!" Suigetsu screeched.
"Let's go, Naruto!" Kiba hollered. "And don't you dare drop the soap!"
"Or you'll get butt raped!" Suigetsu added after Kiba and the two broke out in hysterics.
Sasuke face-palmed. "Great... they've bonded. The world's probably going to explode now."
+I Promise+
Ten slaps to the butt by a towel, three close in counters with Suigetsu's large anatomy Naruto would have been happy never seeing again, and two moments when he thought Kiba was testing his sexuality later and Naruto was finally out of the shower. Water clung to his tanned skin as he grabbed a fluffy white towel and wrapped it around his midsection.
At that moment Sasuke had stepped out in his entire towel clad glory, and Naruto thought his breathing had stopped. He never noticed how toned the raven was until he had seen him half-naked and…wet.
Naruto gulped. 'Damn… that's like… not even fair.'
The raven looked up, a smirk dancing on his face. "Take a picture, Dobe. It'll last longer."
A blush took over Naruto's face, "S-Shut up, asshole! I-I wasn't staring…" 'Dammit, why am I stuttering? Why am I so freaked out?' All good questions to ask.
"Right," Sasuke drawled, walking over to his duffle bag and pulled out a white v-neck and black sweatpants. His hands came to wrap around his towel and Naruto nearly flipped.
"No!" he shouted. "Don't you dare take off that towel, Teme!"
Ignoring Naruto's protests, Sasuke gripped the towel and let it drop to the floor revealing… his black boxers.
Naruto thought he was going to pass out.
Sasuke simply smirked and said nothing more, pulling on his sweatpants and then putting on his shirt. The amusement danced obnoxiously in his onyx eyes.
'I'm such an idiot,' Naruto castigated, grabbing his own school uniform and slipping it on, a pair of black jeans and a white, button-up t-shirt. 'He's just teasing me and I'm freaking out.'
"You know, you're pretty funny when you spaz out like that," Sasuke said.
"I wasn't spazzing!"
"You're also funny when you act stupid."
"I hate you," Naruto glowered.
Sasuke shrugged, "Actually, I wanted to tell you that you played well today. For a first timer you have a lot of skill. Though your dribbling, shots, and moves can use a little work but…" a twitch of the lips, "with my help, you could probably start in a game one day."
Naruto didn't want to admit it, but his heart sort of shot up at the prospect of actually starting first in a game. Sure, he wasn't too keen on working with Sasuke during practices but… right now Sasuke wasn't being too much of a bastard… well…
"Wait, was that a compliment?"
"It surely wasn't an insult," Sasuke rolled his eyes.
"O-Oh…" well, this was new. "Wait, are you offering to train me, or something?"
"You ask a lot of stupid questions."
"Just freaking answer me, Uchiha!"
"Yes, Uzumaki. I'm saying I'll help you out. Now would you like a cookie?"
Naruto glared at the smirking raven who was hoisting his duffle bag over his shoulder, "I hate you!"
Sasuke was clutching onto the door handle, turned his head around, and smirked that annoying smirk that got Naruto's blood pumping. "Tomorrow, after school, meet me in this locker room. Wear something that's easy and lightweight to run in. Also, work on that habit you have of asking stupid questions. It's not very appealing."
The door slammed shut, leaving Naruto to swim in Sasuke's words.
I'll give you a compliment. The promise should have added: Oh, and I'll make sure to kick you in the shins a little, too.
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