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"Talking"
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It used to be the same everyday…wake up at five o'clock in the morning, take a shower, put on the school uniform that I had laid out the day before, turn off the alarm before it even had a chance to ring, grab any fruit available on the counter, and head off down the road to another boring day of school. Afterwards I would go to work, buy a packet ramen from the convenience store, eat, and then change out to go to bed.
Why had he appeared all of a sudden? Sasuke just bumping back into Naruto's life as if nothing had ever happened, like he never left. The only difference is that…
For once, the hot-headed blond was quiet. All Naruto could muster up was a hateful glare at his childhood rival and best friend. Sasuke calmly took all of the blond's hatred in and acted like nothing had happened considering he was used to Naruto's random bouts of anger. The only difference was that he was now lying on top of Naruto and pinning the blond's hands down to the couch.
"Maybe if you would just stop yelling at me every once in a while, I could actually tell you why I had to do the things I did," Sasuke whispered gently in Naruto's ear in an effort to calm him down.
The blond's blush was redder than the color of Kyuubi's hair. Frustrated with himself, Naruto started to squirm underneath the raven's tight grip. Sasuke kept a firm hold of Naruto's wrists and pierced his gaze into the blond who was losing the energy to fight back. Sasuke was starting to get tired of constantly having to fight the blond.
"Get. Off. Of. Me."
"No."
"Sasuke!"
"Not until you give me a chance to speak," a loud and annoying ringing screamed from the kitchen. The raven's eyes practically burned with annoyance and anger that caught Naruto's breath in his throat. He loved how the emotions swirled together in those beautiful orbs of his. After taking a deep breath, Sasuke removed himself and hovered over Naruto's heaving body.
The confused Naruto stumbled his way to the kitchen to answer the only phone in the house other than his cell. After a few trips across the room in the dark, Naruto was finally able to reach the phone with only a few bumps. "Hello, Uzumaki here?"
"Naruto," A cool voice came from the other end of the communicating device.
Naruto blinked a few times before responding back, "This is him."
"It's Gaara …who else would be calling you at this time of the night?" The blond let out a breath of air he didn't realize he had been holding in.
"Well there's Sakura, Kiba, and maybe-" Naruto said with his fake cheery voice and counting his fingers off. He faintly heard a door slamming in the background.
"Can you pick me up?" Naruto paused at the sudden intrusion and was wondering how he was going to pick Gaara up if he was all the way in Suna.
"Where?"
"I'm stuck at the train station…don't tell me you forgot."
"No… maybe…yeah, I kind of did," Naruto did his nervous habit of rubbing the back of his neck that usually came along with his mask, "but I can meet you down there in a second."
"Get down here," A slight click and an empty dial tone later, Naruto finally returned the phone back on the receiver and was surprised to find no Sasuke in his living room. He stood there staring at the spot where Sasuke sat in mild disdain
Naruto chuckled as he backed into a wall and slid down until he reached the cold wooden floor of his small apartment. He didn't even recognize that the loud slam from earlier was his front door. The blond buried his head in his hands as he slowly breathed in and out. Today has been just too much.
The train station wasn't necessarily too far from where he lived, but it was still a hassle to walk there without some sort of automobile. Unfortunately, even with Naruto's low income and help from the state, he couldn't save up enough money to buy a used car considering most of it usually went to the apartment or school expenses.
Naruto changed out of his tattered school uniform into one of the nicely soft cotton shirts in the heap of clothes at the bottom of his closet. His new clothes had a smooth feeling over his tan skin and felt oddly breezy unlike his old clothes. Naruto made a note to himself to buy more cotton shirts when he had the money to go out shopping again.
The azure-eyed boy grabbed a set of keys from the coffee table and locked his apartment door on his way out. At least he was smart enough to grab a wool scarf and a semi-heavy jacket for the biting cold weather outside. Naruto liked the way the white wool of the scarf fitted the atmosphere of winter. Nothing really eventful happen on his way to the train station besides a drunken prostitute who would do 'anything' for a quick buck.
Strangely for Japan, not many people were at the train station at 3:30 in the morning. It was almost daybreak, but some people were usually roaming about from drinking at some karaoke session with a few friends. In the next hour or two most of the hardcore party people would probably be spilling out from the late-night trains. As Naruto looked around monochromatic colors of grey of the concrete station, he finally found a bright mop of stylish red hair above one of the blue benches on the middle platform.
"About time."
"Sorry, got caught up at home and then this chick… never mind you don't really care do you."
"Not really…"
"So were you planning on staying the night with me or-"
"Actually, where is the nearest hotel? I don't want to bother my host family for my late night arrival," Gaara said with a neutral tone.
"Why don't you tell me how you really feel," Naruto deadpanned, "I'm not going to let you stay by yourself on your first night in Konohagakure and you know that. You should really stop trying to manipulate people sometimes...plus you could have easily asked me that over the phone!"
"It got what I wanted," Gaara looked into the blond's eyes with his emotionless stare, "and this gives us time to talk."
Naruto smile seemed to glow on his face. He couldn't deny the fact that he always raved on about how he wanted to meet him in person considering they were so much a like, excluding the cold and creepy personality traits Gaara seemed to have developed. Now here they were, "Come on, my apartment is this way."
"You don't have a car?" Gaara raised an invisible brow.
"Have you forgotten that fact that I'm poor," Naruto scoffed as Gaara quietly followed him.
"So you have said, but I could not help but wonder if you lied."
"What do you-" Naruto was cut off as he turned towards Gaara only to see him pointing at his new wardrobe. "Oh yeah, one of my friends thought that I needed a new wardrobe considering all of my clothing was either extremely dirty or torn."
Gaara only nodded in understanding and walked ahead of Naruto so that they could get to Naruto's place before they froze to death. Not that Gaara hated the freezing cold, he just extremely disliked it.
The walk back to Naruto's house was more uneventful than the journey to the train station. The only words passed between the two were about how little luggage Gaara brought which only received a grunt in return. Naruto grabbed a late night snack from the fridge and indulged himself with a little ice cream as Gaara went upstairs to shower.
The blond hated being by himself sometimes. It left too much time to think about all his problems. His mind raced around the thought of Sasuke as he sucked the sweetness of vanilla heaven off of his spoon. There wasn't anything that he really focused on, just the idea of his raven locks, foul attitude, and burning obsidian eyes. He thought of how the events from earlier plague his mind and try to decipher what Sasuke was going to say earlier.
Naruto tended to talk a lot in order to wipe out any sense of empty silence, but he knew when was the right time to listen…right? What was so special about Sasuke that he tended to totally avoid any important details? As he finished his dessert, Naruto headed upstairs to unload the extra cot for Gaara to sleep in until he could retrieve the extra bed he had in the tiny attic for future visits. Half of his ice cream was left uneaten in the sink.
The blond practically fell on top of his bed from the stress of today's events. Thoughts of Sasuke raced through his mind as he barely recognized that Gaara had slipped into the bed with him. Naruto chuckled at how the red-head totally avoid the laid out cot lying on the floor. Heat radiated from the body as Naruto's eyes peacefully slipped closed.
The next morning proved to be surprising as well considering the cot he laid out for Gaara was folded neatly. A note wasn't left behind, but he knew the red head had probably wanted to greet his new host family as soon as possible. He almost forgot how socially inept he could be. Guess he will never get the chance to really talk to him.
You know the pretty green button is too adorable. Press it. It sends you a piece of candy with all my tender love.