I skipped a week ahead; realizing that I would not have any time to write the days out, and that would be senseless.
Yes, the carnival and marry-go-round do have meaning, you'll see later on into the story.
"Sasukkkkeee-kun! Can I come in?"
"I don't want you in." Sasuke replied to the annoying pink-haired girl.
Sakura narrowed her eyes, and tried to keep her anger under control. "But why?" She whined, trying to peek into Sasuke's apartment, but he was blocking the view and she was sure he was doing it on purpose. Maybe Ino, that bitch, was in there!
"Because." Sasuke easily replied, giving Sakura a smirk.
The nails to Sakura's fingers were painfully digging into her palm, but still, she persisted, "that is not a good reason, Sasuke-kun!"
Naruto yawned loudly, coming up behind Sasuke to see what all the racket was about. "Hey Sasuke what's going –" But his sentence was cut short from a loud shriek from Sakura.
"That's the fucking reason why? A boy? And… and… why?" Devastation was evident over Sakura's face, and then it flashed to anger. "You're dumping me for a… boy?"
"No." Sasuke said, examining one of his fingernails and hoping Sakura would get tired of this game and leave soon. He had places to be and people to see. "I'm not dumping you," Sakura immediately got her hopes back up put Sasuke brought them all crashing back down, "because we were never going out in the first place."
"But."
"But, please leave me alone and burn my phone number." And Sasuke slammed the door shut in Sakura's face. "Annoying bitch." He muttered under his breath, heading for his bedroom.
Naruto had watched the second half of the fight in amazement, shock, and disappointment. He had let the girl down harsh, and even though she seemed a tad bit on the annoying side, she was pretty and probably didn't deserve that, or maybe she did. Shrugging, he watched Sasuke enter the bedroom and then shut the door. Naruto had already gotten dressed in a light blue shirt and tan khakis Sasuke had lend him. Naruto felt oddly comfortable walking around in Sasuke's clothing, and worse, his house.
It had been a week since Sasuke had saved him from the train, and already he was making a fast recovery, and he didn't know why he was dreading that so much. Maybe because for once someone was caring for him, but then again, it might've been all about the ramen he was welcomed to.
Sighing, he scratched the top of his head in thought and jumped when someone placed their hand on his shoulder.
"I'm going into town, do you want to join me?" Sasuke asked, looking Naruto up and down in his clothing. He had to admit, Naruto looked pretty good in his clothes.
"Hey Sasuke! My eyes are up here!" Naruto yelled, hitting Sasuke playfully on the head.
"I know where your eyes are, dobe." Sasuke replied, rubbing his head. "So, you want to come with me?" He asked again, heading towards the door.
"Err… sure…" Naruto said, following after him and putting on the old worn tennis shoes he usually wore. Compared to Sasuke's expensive items, Naruto's were always dirty and in need of major repair, but he enjoyed things that way, having everything neat and tidy just freaked him out.
"You coming, dobe?" Sasuke said, capturing Naruto's attention. Sasuke was already at the elevator, holding the door for him. "Oh right, coming!" Naruto said, shutting the door and running quickly to catch the elevator.
There was an awkward silence on the journey down, and Naruto couldn't help but feel like someone was always watching him, and just him. So it had to be Sasuke, and he didn't like how Sasuke's eyes stopped on some more… private parts of his body.
"Must you do that, teme?"
"Do what?"
"Watch me!"
"I'm just making sure that your okay. You're still sick."
Naruto narrowed his eyes at Sasuke, and the elevator doors slid open and he was immediately out the doors and heading towards the exit of the apartment complex.
Sasuke walked after him with a small smile on his face. Naruto was just so odd at times, and it was the kind of odd that just made you smile, and it was rare for Uchiha Sasuke to smile. He's pretty cute, too. Sasuke thought to himself, and mentally smacked himself for what seemed like the hundredth time in the past week.
"Hey! Sasuke, what's this over here?" Naruto pulled Sasuke away from the mental beating, and was all the way across the street, peering into a gated field. Sasuke crossed the street, and came up beside Naruto. "Oh, every summer they have a carnival here. See, over there is the merry-go-round." Sasuke was pointing at the merry-go-round located a little further back into the field.
"Merry-go-round?" Naruto questioned, his attention captivated by the circular ride.
Sasuke's brow shot up and he stuffed his hands into the pockets of his jeans. "Yeah, you sit on the horses, they move up and down like they were moving, and you go round in a circle, with some funny music playing… you've never been on one before? Not even when you were a kid?"
Naruto lowered his gaze. "Uhh… no. My parents died when I was a baby, and well, the people who adopted me worked a lot, so we never had time to go to a carnival."
There was a ping of pity on Sasuke's heart for Naruto, but he had a feeling that Naruto didn't want anyone's pity.
"My parents died when I was young too."
"Oh."
And then they carried on their way, Naruto asking questions about the city and Sasuke having to answer them, and if not, Naruto would never shut up. But Sasuke couldn't help but notice how Naruto smiled every time he learned something new, or how his face would scrunch up when he couldn't figure something out, and even better, the happy laugh he would give when Sasuke actually said something funny. Sasuke couldn't help but notice these things because he was an observant person, and not because he liked to see Naruto's different facial expressions.
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Sasuke's eyes were wide when he saw how much food Naruto could consume in less then five minutes. "You might want to slow down… you could –" He cringed when he heard the choking sound and saw Naruto take a gulp of water.
When Naruto could breath again, he leaned back in his chair and rubbed his stomach.
And then came that awful silence Naruto dreaded. He hated that silence, like you knew something was going to happen, and when it happened, you were either scared shitless or it was a disappointment.
"So Sasuke…"
"Hm?"
"Why are you being so nice to me?" Naruto finally asked the question that had been on his mind all week.
Sasuke set down his own glass of wine; he had refused Naruto even a sip because of his current condition, and eyed Naruto, before starting to speak.
"I really don't know… you almost killed yourself, and I couldn't just leave you there in that condition. You could call it, being friendly."
It was Naruto's turn to lift his eyebrow. "Just friendly? Not 'I must be a hero!' stuff?"
Sasuke took a sip of wine and shook his head. "No, no hero shit. Just being friendly."
"And it's friendly to keep a random stranger at your home for a week? I thought you had to be someone's 'friend' to be friendly." Naruto pushed, sitting up and leaning forward on his elbows, chin resting in one palm.
Black eyes narrowed at blue and the silence came back, while Sasuke controlled his anger.
"Don't you think your pushing it, Naruto? I was being friendly. I saved your life, took care of you, brought you around town with me, and now I'm even paying for your meal, and your doubting my friendliness?"
"I was only asking a question." Naruto muttered, twirling a piece of broccoli around his plate with a finger. "Anyway… can I know more about my rescuer then?"
"More about me?"
"Yeah, that's what I said," Naruto smiled his cheekiest grin at Sasuke, "your life story or something. I dunno, it just seems odd me knowing nothing about you."
"And I know nothing about you." Sasuke replied smirking, "maybe I should be asking more about you."
"But I asked you first!" Naruto whined, pointing his finger at Sasuke.
Sasuke sighed, and ran a hand through his hair. "Fine, I'll go first and then you'll tell me something about you, okay?" Naruto nodded and Sasuke started to tell his life story.
"I grew up in Osaka with my parents and older brother. When my parents died and my brother… betrayed me, I moved to Tokyo with a distant relative. I went to private schools, studied business, and then when my relative died when I was 19, I was legally old enough to take over her business so I did. I saved your life, and now I sit here with you, at this dinner table, wondering what you're going to say about yourself."
Naruto smiled faintly at Sasuke. "That's it, no big dramatic stuff?"
"No, and now what about you?"
With a tap of his fingers against the table, Naruto started his own story, "Well when my parents died, I had no one to turn to, so I went to an orphanage. A year later - and don't you dare be judgmental – I was adopted by these two guys, my dads. They're really nice, took care of me the best they could. Dad, - he's got silver hair, tall, and weird eyes – got a job promotion and we were moving to Nagasaki. I stayed behind with a friend to finish school, and I got sick, and when I was catching the train you saved me."
Sasuke nodded and sighed.
"Let's just go home."
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I left out a lot of details in their life stories on purpose. BWHA. This chapter is longer but basically pointless. It's 2 AM and I cannot think straight.
Naruto's adoptive parents:
Kakashi and Iruka.
Naruto calls Kakashi 'dad' and Iruka 'daddy'.