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Reviewer Replies:
To XOHevn-ChanXO : Wow! Thank you:D Hott is what I aim for! X3
To scoggzie: Lol! Hyper Naruto is always fun, but it's terribly overused. Where's the angst!? He's a freaking teenager for crying out loud!!! O.o
To frizzy197: Like I said, not a big Relient K fan. X( That one song is good, but I don't like the band much. My fav bands and singers are Linkin Park, Utada Hikaru, My Chemical Romance, Nickelback, Maroon 5, and the All-Amercian Rejects are cool too. I have A LOT of music by various artists that I listen to. (By the way, if you're asking your self why the hell I like American music when I live in Japan, my beta and best friend Gomi-kun got me hooked on a lot of English music! XD He's a music maniac like me.
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To shirilyle: Indeed I will!
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Chapter Dedication: This one is for XOHevn-ChanXO, scoggzie, and frizzy197! Luvles you all! XD
Chapter Three: Cause I Suck at Math
Shikamaru blinked up at the sky, watching the clouds roll by peacefully.
"That one looks like a bear," Kankuro said as he lay beside Shikamaru on the field, looking up.
"Yea," Shikamaru said.
Sasuke was dead on when he had said that Shikamaru and Kankuro would make a perfect pair. They were both lazy, uncaring, and thought everything was too much trouble.
The rest of Kurochi and Sasuke sat around the bench on the school field of Sungakure, waiting for a certain gang leader.
Temari glanced at her watch anxiously. This didn't go unnoticed by Sasuke.
"Worried?" he smirked, and Temari glared at him.
"Not that it's any of your business…" she spat. "But Kyuubi is never late."
Sasuke snorted and Temari leapt to her feet and balled up the front of his shirt in her fist as she lifted him a bit from the ground.
"What the hell is your problem Uchiha!? Do you always have a stick up your-"
"Whoa, language Temari."
Temari turned around, ready to snarl, when he stopped and let go of Sasuke.
Sasuke's eyes grew wide and he couldn't help but ogle a bit.
In front of them stood a young man, from seventeen to eighteen by the looks of it, almost identical to Naruto.
Almost.
Two very important factors were different about this young man. Fiery red hair ran down in spikes sticking up much more than Naruto's softer tame ones, and the tips brushed against his shoulders. His eyes were a bloody crimson that shone in the sunlight, looking deadly and sharp. On each of his cheeks were three black scars akin to whiskers, beneath them a golden tan stretching over his body. Like Naruto, he was a bit shorter than average with a lithe, yet firm and toned frame.
He wore a pair of jeans slashed three times at the knees as if they had been clawed by and animal over clean dark orange tennis shoes. His shirt was an orange button up that match his shoes, a black jacket over it.
In all honesty, Sasuke thought that he was almost as hot as Naruto himself. Amazingly to Sasuke his clothing was clean and crisp, despite his jeans that looked as if they were worn more for comfort than anything. In fact, it looked as if he had come back from a casual student council meeting of some sort.
Next to the handsome young man was another god looking redhead with the kanji symbol for love tattooed on his forehead. His eyes were a light emerald accented by rings of eyeliner around them, giving the boy raccoon eyes, and he was a bit taller than the other redhead.
"Kyuu!" Kiba cried, slapping the first boy on the back.
"I was getting worried," Temari said, turning away from Sasuke.
"Kyuubi-kuuun!" Ino said, hugging Kyuubi like a teddy bear.
Sasuke froze.
This…this person…this handsome young man…was the Kyuubi!?
"Oh yea, here's Uchiha and Nara like I mentioned earlier," Temari said, waving a hand at Sasuke and Shikamaru. (Who by the way hadn't moved from the ground.)
"Thanks," Kyuubi said, and locked eyes with Sasuke. Sasuke felt his blood pump faster.
"Sasuke, eh?" Kyuubi said. "Yea, Naruto said something about you. Actually, he said that you kissed him by accident."
Sasuke's temperature rose by five hundred degrees and the other redhead beside Kyuubi curled his fist.
"But I don't hold grudges," Kyuubi sighed, and Sasuke noted that Kyuubi's voice was like Naruto's only a bit gruffer and lower.
"What do you want?"
"My friends and I are in need of a bodyguard," Sasuke said.
Kyuubi lifted an eyebrow, and Sasuke elaborated.
"We have soccer practice with Otogakure High almost everyday after school and we get hit up for cash in the halls. We can't get in a fight with them or else we'll get kicked off the soccer team. That's where you come in. Just be our bodyguard after school from 3:30-5:00. We're willing to pay well for it."
Sasuke could have sworn that that was the longest string of words he had said all together at one time. Actually though, Kyuubi didn't look threatening. He was even shorter than Sasuke! And where were the hardcore muscles? Under that lithe frame? If it weren't for Kyuubi's poisonous eyes, Sasuke would have just forgotten the whole thing.
"How much?" Kyuubi asked.
"25 bucks a day," Sasuke said. They had all agreed to put in five dollars each day.
Kyuubi paused for a moment, then grinned and said,
"Where do I sign?"
Sasuke sat at his desk in math with Mr. Ibiki that Monday, his hand thoughtfully resting on his palm. He stared at the back of a golden mat of calm spikes, enjoying the thought of how soft they must have been.
It had been three days since he spoke with Kyuubi, and their deal didn't start
"Kyuubi and Naruto…" Sasuke thought, closing his eyes. "They must be brothers…but Naruto said before that they were 'sort of' related."
Sasuke opened his eyes and let his eyes roam over Naruto's back and hair again, letting his eyes drink in the sight.
"By taking the reciprocal of the product of X2(2.5) and 3 + 12x 54.223t 67y and insert that into Ulam's prime spiral theory, you get-" Mr.Ibiki stopped as the bell went off, and the students quickly scrambled to retrieve their books.
"Remember, your homework is on page 232, problems 12-40," Ibiki said (shouted). "AP Calculus DISMISSED!"
Sasuke grabbed his things and shoved them in his bag, eager to talk to Naruto as it was the end of school.
Naruto got up and headed to the door, Sasuke a foot from him, when suddenly a strong voice said.
"Uzumaki!" Naruto froze, Sasuke in turn almost bumping into him.
Naruto walked up to Ibiki as Sasuke stood there stupidly.
"Yes?" he asked.
"I received your test results from the SAT's," Ibiki said, crossing his arms. "Your other classes were top notch, but you seem to struggle with math. This SAT is counted as fifty percent of your grade for the trimester here, and already you're at a D."
Naruto looked down, and Ibiki eased up a bit. Naruto wasn't the kind of kid that slacked off and never did his homework; math just wasn't his subject.
"But, I'm going to let you retake the SAT's. If you can get an A on this one, I'll forgo the other and replace it with the A."
Naruto looked back up at Ibiki.
"I'm going to assign you a tutor to work with you and study. Let's see…Uchiha!"
Sasuke blinked as Ibiki thrust a finger at him.
"Huh?" Sasuke said stupidly, still in a daze over what he had just heard.
"Your math grades are just fine. Please tutor Mr. Uzumaki, would you? I realize you have soccer practice, but you can schedule him after that and one the weekends too."
Sasuke nodded numbly.
"Dismissed!" Ibiki shouted, and Naruto and Sasuke were out the door in a flash.
"So…you wanna study now? I don't have soccer practice today," Sasuke said, leaning on the locker next to Naruto's as the boy collected his things and slung his bag over his shoulder.
"Yea…sure," Naruto said quietly, and Sasuke noted how sad his beautiful blue eyes looked.
Sasuke moved forward and opened his mouth to say something, when Lee went whizzing by, knocking Sasuke into the blonde senior.
"I am sorry Sasuke!" Lee shouted over his shoulder as he continued. "Mr. Gai is giving out extra credit!"
Sasuke couldn't have replied if he wanted to as he once again found his lips touching another soft pair, and he became dizzy off an intoxicatingly sweet sensation in his mouth.
Naruto blinked as his eyes clashed with black midnight, and the taste of first snowflake of the season spread over his mouth.
Sasuke's eyes dropped to half mast, and he tilted his head slightly to the right to accommodate his lips against Naruto's better.
Sasuke suddenly shot his eyes open and he pulled away from Naruto quickly, a blush tinting his cheeks. What the hell was he thinking!?
"Sorry…" he murmured, standing up. He reached out a hand to Naruto.
Naruto looked up at Sasuke, a pink flush across his face as well. His eyes flicked to the Uchiha's hand, and he stared at it for a moment as if contemplating something.
He reached his hand out attentively, his fingers inches away from Sasuke, when he suddenly retracted his arm and looked to the floor.
"Tch," Sasuke said, reaching forward before Naruto could put down his hand, and he grabbed it, pulling the shorter teen up.
Naruto gasped as he was heaved up effortlessly and he hit Sasuke's firm chest.
Sasuke honestly hadn't meant to pull Naruto so hard, but who would have thought that he would lighter than he looked?"
"Sorry," Sasuke repeated.
"It's fine," Naruto said quickly, his blush creeping up his face more. He suddenly noticed that his hand was still in Sasuke's and he removed it. Naruto's inner self pouted at the loss of warmth and comfort when his hand left Sasuke's. The kind of comfort he hadn't felt in years…
"Let's go," Sasuke said. He moved forward, but hearing no footsteps behind him he looked back to see Naruto standing there, looking at the floor as if mesmerized by it. Sasuke knew that he was obviously in deep thought…but about what.
Sasuke sighed and grabbed Naruto's hand, the warmth returning to him as he walked forward, pulling the blonde along with him.
"S-Sasuke!" Naruto said, coming out of his daze.
"Hn. Usuratonkachi," Sasuke said. Yet another of the few words he knew in Japanese. "Let's study at your house."
"No!"
Sasuke paused and looked back at Naruto.
"I mean…no," Naruto said a bit more quietly. "My house…" Naruto struggled for a believable excuse. "I live with my guardian since I'm still not 18, and he makes a lot of noise when he's home."
Sasuke blinked, and Naruto reviewed what he had said to realize that it was the truth. If Sasuke didn't believe him, that was his own fault!
Sasuke thought for a moment. Iruka said something about Naruto having to move there because of his guardian, right? It had to be true.
"Ok," Sasuke said, continuing to walk and lead Naruto by the hand. "We'll go to my house then. When do you turn 18 Naruto?"
Naruto hesitated, and Sasuke said,
"You don't need to tell me though if you're uncomfortable with it."
"It's fine," Naruto said. "I turn eighteen in two weeks. Are you 18 Sasuke?"
"Yea. I just turned 18 about two months ago in July."
Sasuke fished out his keys with his free hands as the two approached a sleek black Toyota supra, and Naruto gaped a little.
"This is your car!?" he said, exasperated.
"Yea. Something wrong dobe?" Sasuke asked as he clicked a button and it unlocked with a beep.
"It's just…a really expensive car," Naruto said. "And don't call me dobe!"
Sasuke smirked, and before he got into the car he remembered that his hand was still linked with Naruto's. He let it go and Naruto blushed before hurrying over to the other side of the car and jumping in.
The ride to Sasuke's house was utterly quiet with the exception of the gravel on the road scraping against the tires. Sasuke stole glances at Naruto, and when their eyes would meet, they both turned away quickly, Naruto blushing.
"So, uh…you live with your guardian?" Sasuke said, trying to strike up a conversation.
"Y-yea…" Naruto said, looking out the window.
"Why? Do your parents still live in Japan?"
"No. My parents are dead."
Sasuke's breath hitched in his throat, and he regretted asking the question. He looked over at Naruto though to see that he was still pensively staring out the window.
"I…" Sasuke started, trying to think of what to say. Did he want sympathy? He didn't look upset.
"It's fine," Naruto said, saving Sasuke.
"How uh…did they…you know, if you don't mind me asking…"
"It's alright. My mother died giving birth to me. My father raised me until I was thirteen. He owned a company called Yondaime Inc. in Japan and he was shot by the owner of his rival company."
"I'm…so sorry."
"I was sent to live with my guardian Jiraiya, a friend of my dad's. He inherited the company because I was too young to take it. When I turn 18 I'll be able to."
"Do you like Jiraiya?"
There was an uncomfortable pause, and Sasuke noticed Naruto wriggle in his seat a bit.
"Depends," he sighed. "He's not home a lot because he travels for Yondaime Inc. And when he's home…he's uh, loud."
"Oh…" Sasuke said, unsure of what to say as he processed everything Naruto had just told him.
He made a turn into his neighborhood lined with well taken care of houses and green lawns holding down under the chilly autumn wind. He pulled up to a black gate lined with green ivy weaving in and out of it. Behind it proudly stood a colossal mansion surrounded by a lush garden and fountain in the middle of the circle driveway.
Naruto gaped.
"T-t-t-t-t-this is your house!?" he said, sputtering stupidly.
"Yea," Sasuke said, raising an eyebrow. Naruto went to one of the riches academies in the state. Why was he so surprised? Didn't he live in a huge house too?
Sasuke rolled down his window as a speaker attached to the gate crackled to life.
"Kakashi, let me in," Sasuke said.
"Say please Sasuke," a smug voice over the speaker said.
"Just open the gate," Sasuke said, rolling his eyes.
There was a chuckle over the line and the gate opened with a small creak.
Naruto stepped into Sasuke's house with his hands glued to his sides as he surveyed the inside with awe. It was freakin huge!
"Dobe," Sasuke said, and Naruto tensed and looked at his new tutor.
"What's the matter with you? You're in my house, not the marines."
Naruto nodded and let himself relax……just a bit.
"Let's go up to my ro-"
"LITTLE BROTHER!"
Sasuke groaned and rolled his eyes. He suddenly whipped around to Naruto, grabbed him by his shoulders, and kissed him.
Naruto's eyes widened a fraction as Sasuke's lips lapped at his own oh so softly, and an older version of Sasuke with his hair tied back came running into the room.
Naruto shut his eyes out of pain as "older Sasuke" let out nothing short of a fangirl squeal.
"Sasu finally got a boyfriend!" he cried happily, clasping his hands together. "If only mother and father were home! GASP! Camera! Where's my camera!?"
The older Sasuke was suddenly gone as he sped down the hall like his feet were on fire.
Sasuke pulled away from Naruto and broke the kiss, Naruto staring distantly at Sasuke.
"C'mon quick, before he finds where I hid his camera," Sasuke said, pulling Naruto up the stairs by his hand.
"Ok, now take the square root of that, multiply it by 2.55 and make it a coefficient to get the quotient."
Naruto followed Sasuke's steps, working out the math problem on a sheet of loose-leaf paper as Sasuke stared at him uneasily from across the table.
Ever since the "necessary kiss", Naruto had been completely silent, not even letting so much as a "teme" pass his lips. He hadn't even asked Sasuke why the hell he did it in the first place! Naruto's face was as calm as ever, but Sasuke could somehow sense the uneasiness rippling off of him in subtle waves.
"So after I get the quotient, should I plug the answer back into y or-"
Sasuke took Naruto's pencil from his hand, placing it beside him, and Naruto gave Sasuke a quizzical look.
"Naruto, let me explain that kiss," Sasuke said, then paused expecting to be interrupted. He was surprised when Naruto didn't speak and locked his gaze with him, silently edging him on.
Sasuke sighed.
"My brother is really weird," he said. "If he had just seen you and me standing there, he would have bombed you with questions about us 'dating' or some crap like that. The kiss was to get him away; I knew he'd want his camera since I've never dated or so much as kissed anyone in my life…except you that is. It didn't mean anything."
"Don't do it again."
Sasuke flinched a bit at Naruto's tone of voice, so utterly empty…
"What?" Sasuke said stupidly, although he had heard the blonde perfectly well.
Naruto moved his eyes to look at the floor.
"I said, don't do it again…" he said quietly. "I'm going to explain why. I'm not like a homophobe or anything. I just…don't want you to."
Sasuke nodded, and then stood up.
"I'm going to put a pizza in the oven for us. Can you finish the rest of the problems?"
Naruto smiled a bit and nodded as Sasuke left the room, the Uchiha's heart fluttering a little from the brief flash of affection over Naruto's face. He silently wondered why Naruto didn't want to be kissed if he wasn't homophobic…
"Here dobe," Sasuke said, walking in fifteen minutes later with two plates of pizza and some sodas.
Sasuke's breath caught in his throat.
Naruto was splayed out over his paper, his pencil hanging limply in his hand and his head tilted to rest against on of his arms as he snoozed. The light from Sasuke's window by his bed spilled into the room and dappled Naruto's golden locks that fell in timed spikes over his face. The sun caressed his tan skin and illuminated his cheeks, his pink lips slightly parted as his breath wove in and out of his body in a gentle rhythm.
Sasuke placed the food and drinks down on his computer desk as he walked over to Naruto, his eyes licking up the boy's beauty.
Sasuke reached out a hand and attentively brushed it against Naruto's cheek. He jumped a bit when Naruto groaned, thinking that he was waking up. The blonde instead pressed his face into Sasuke's touch, and the Uchiha smiled softly. He rubbed Naruto's cheek gently as he cupped it in his hand, relishing the warmth, and he could have sworn that Naruto let out a purr.
Sasuke shook his head and pulled back his hand.
"Dobe, I brought pizza," Sasuke said, shaking Naruto gently by the shoulder.
Naruto groaned and lifted his head.
"Are you ok?" Sasuke asked.
"Too…much…math…"
"Right here," Naruto said as Sasuke pulled up to the curb and stopped the car.
"This is your house?" Sasuke asked, a bit surprised. It was nothing special, just a regular medium sized residence. But that was just it. The teens that went to Konoha All Boys Academy had to be rich to get in!
Sasuke turned off the engine as he and Naruto stepped out of the car.
"Um…what are you doing?" Naruto asked as he walked up the steps to the porch of the house.
"What does it look like dobe?" Sasuke scoffed. "I'm walking you to your door."
"No, it's fine."
"I'm already out of the car usuratonkachi."
"Then go back teme!"
Naruto turned the handle on the front door, and then paused when it wouldn't open. He jiggled it a bit, cursing under his breath.
"Dobe! Did you lock your own door without bringing a key!?" Sasuke said, fuming.
"Shut it teme! I didn't bring my key because I left the door unlocked!"
Naruto sighed.
"I'll just go in by the garage," he said, walking to the side of the house. He fished into his pocket and pulled out a small red button. Aiming it at the garage, the door mechanically opened to reveal a white sports car that simply reeked of expensiveness.
Naruto felt his heart jump into his throat as his eyes grew wide at the sight.
"Who's car?" Sasuke asked.
"Jiraiya's…" Naruto said, walking into the garage as if every step he took was hindered by a three-hundred pound weight.
Sasuke raised an eyebrow. Now Naruto was just acting plain weird. He had said that Jiraiya was loud, but shouldn't he have been happy that his guardian, his father figure, was home for once?
Naruto walked up the steps and reached for the door handle, when it swung open. There in the doorway stood a tall man with long white spiked hair, red bleeding tattoos under his eyes, and a bit of a belly. Sasuke guessed that he was in his mid fifties.
"Jiraiya…" Naruto said, and Sasuke noticed that's the blonde's expression had suddenly become as empty as ever, his blue eyes emotionless.
"Naruto. Welcome back," Jiraiya said, and Sasuke could smell the foul odor of alcohol on his breath. "Who's this?"
"No one," Naruto said, looking back at Sasuke with hollow eyes. "Just someone from school."
Sasuke looked at Naruto's eyes and saw a flicker of emotion. It was only for a moment, but Sasuke caught it.
Help.
"Yea," Sasuke said, pulling his Uchiha original uncaring face on. "See ya."
With that Sasuke turned and left, but not before flashing Naruto a look.
See you at school.
Sky-eyed Kitsune: Don't worry, there is NO sexual abuse in this fic! Nu-uh! None! Zip! Nada! But there is sadly some physical abuse to come. I so sorry! I am a mean author! T.T
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