Author's Note (Explanation of original chapter): I took down the last chapter because I was very unsatisfied with it. I just needed that one confirmation to take it down and rewrite it. I wanna thank that one reviewer for the help. I didn't realize how much like rape the lime scene was until I reread after seeing your review. I practically grabbed a lime from my kitchen and shoved it down Naruto's throat. I wanna apologize to everyone. Rest assured that I will be working hard to try and write a more appealing chapter. Hopefully I can pull something out of my ass by the end of the week. Please be patient.
Author's Note Part II: Apparently I had re-uploaded the same un-revised chapter as before. I sincerely apologise...! I've been making many mistakes lately and I promise this will be my last one! Please bare with me!
Here is the majorly revised, more appropriate version of chapter two. I hope you enjoy it!
STILL LOOKING FOR BETA...!
Shitty grammar and spelling ensue.
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I shifted in my sheets as I began to wake up. Warm and still tired I hug my pillow closer to my chest and covered my face when light shone over my closed eyes. I hate it when that happens. The red I see threw my eyelids always annoy me! I still want to sleep! I turned my back to the offending light and snuggle back into the bed.
I was starting to drift back to sleep when the smell of cinnamon hit my nose. I sniff and realized that it was coming from my sheets. What the hell? I don't remember trying cinnamon scented laundry detergent. Confused, I force one of my eyes open and instantly both of my eyes widened.
These are not my bedsheets! I jerked myself into a sitting position and look around the strange dark room. Where am I? How did I get here? My sleep clouded mind began to clear and memories from last night flooded my mind. I remembered the kitten, running into a strange acting Sasuke and I remember getting into his expensive care when he offered to take me to the pet store. I must have fallen asleep because that's the last thing I remember.
Coming to the conclusion that this is the Uchiha's bedroom, I tensed at the realization that I had practically been kidnapped! What the fuck!? Why'd he bring me to his house? What if the man I talked to last night really was an imposter? Am I going to die?
I glanced around the dark room trying to get my thoughts straight. The walls were a faded shade of dark blue and the room was practically empty. The only indication that anyone lived here was the neatly placed desk in the corner with nothing but table lamp (not even a chair), and a dark wardrobe beside it. I noticed my things sitting on the desk but made no move to grab them. The room was completely lifeless and boring to look at.
Yup. This is definitely a serial killer's room.
I slowly got out of bed and tiptoed my way to the bedroom door and opened it slowly. Peeking through the crack, I saw a wide empty hallway with beige colored walls.
I poke my head out and continue down the long hall once I made sure my 'kidnapper' was nowhere to be seen. I tried my very hardest to keep quiet as I rounded the corner to what looked like the living area. Looking around the spacious room my eyes came to a complete stop at what I saw on the couch.
There, laying on the couch, head leaning back on the arm rest as he slept, was none other than Mr. Stick Up His Butt Uchiha.
And an orange cat snuggled happily on his chest. His still shirtless chest, might I add. Does the guy have something against shirts?
I stared at the uncharacteristic, very un- Uchiha-like relaxed posture of Sasuke. I really don't know what to think of the sight before me. I've never in my life seen that bastard's handsome face so relaxed. Usually he has a scowl, glare, sneer or an arrogant smirk. Seeing him like this just seems so fundamentally wrong, yet I can't help the tugging at the side of my lips. Not that it didn't make me the slightest bit uncomfortable because it did.
Sasuke really is something else. I've learned so many things about the Teme in the past ten hours and I don't know if it makes me want to tease him about it or try to learn more. It's kind of refreshing really. I'm only reminded that Sasuke is just as human as any other person. He just needs to learn how to not act like a damn robot.
Suddenly, an angry growl escaped my stomach and I realized how extremely hungry I am. I looked down and patted my stomach comfortingly. I'm sure the Teme wouldn't mind me raiding his kitchen.
I looked through the fridge, the cabinets, drawers and pantries. I don't know what I was expecting to find in this kitchen. (Which was bigger than my kitchen and living room combined, mind you.)
Some actual food maybe.
I frowned in confusion. There was absolutely nothing to eat in this damn house! The only content in the fridge was a gallon of water and a few tomatoes. I close the fridge and a few seconds later opened it again to see if food would magically appear. I even checked in the oven and under the sink.
Nothing.
I looked through the cabinets again disappointed to find the same single bowl, cup, and plate. It kind of made me sad honestly. Not only because I was still hungry, but because this house was so damn empty. There was no indication that anyone even lived here and there was nothing 'home' about it. There was a distinct 'lonely' atmosphere. But then again, Sasuke is supposed to be moving away soon. I guess he already shipped his crap to his new house. I shake my head trying not to think about it.
"Do you make it a habit to snoop, Dobe?"
I jumped at the sudden voice behind me and turned to glare at the messy haired Uchiha. I sadly noted he now sported a black wife beater.
"Shut up Teme! I'm hungry! Why don't you have any fucking food in this house?" I gestured toward the empty cabinets I left open and my stomach growled again at being reminded.
"Hn. Haven't bought groceries yet." He said as he rubbed his eyes with his thumb and index finger. I was about to respond when I felt something at my feet. I looked down to find the small kitten rubbing itself against my leg purring happily. I grin and crouched to pet him. "Hi there!" I said cheerfully and received a meow in return.
I noticed instantly that the kitten's coat of fur was much brighter and softer then it had been last night. Did Sasuke give him a bath? It was then that I noticed a small bowl of milk on the ground with what I assumed to be milk in it. I also noticed the cheap disposable litter box.
I glanced up at Sasuke to catch him watching me.
"You washed him?" I asked. An image of the uptight man carefully washing away the dirt and grime of the small feline made me chuckle slightly.
"Obviously, dumbass. And the cats a female," He corrected me glaring. Who would have thought that the Uchiha would be such a cat person? I thought he hated all animals!
"I didn't peg you to be a cat person, Teme." I chuckled as his glare intensifies. But he doesn't deny my accusation and instead turns to leave the kitchen. Where he went, I don't know and hardly cared. I grabbed the cat and walked into the living area to sit at the couch, making myself comfortable. At least the teme had a TV. I switched through the channels until I finally landed on a somewhat interesting baking show and placed the remote back on the coffee table.
When Sasuke came back, (from the bathroom I'm assuming) it was to find me comfortably relaxed on his couch with my crossed feet resting on his coffee table and petting the cat in my lap.
"Why, may I ask, are you making yourself comfortable in my house?" He said glaring down at me.
"Shut up, Teme! You brought me here so stop complaining!" I looked up at Sasuke and glared back. Is he seriously getting upset about me relaxing even though he's the one who practically kidnapped me!? The nerve!
"You were sleeping." I scoffed at his weak excuse.
"You could have woken me up." Stupid Sasuke.
"I tried, but your dead ass wouldn't wake up if there was an earthquake." Suddenly his weak excuse became a very valid one. I blush at the truth behind that statement. My deep sleeping is the reason why I have literally more then ten alarms set to wake me up in the morning.
"Whatever, Teme." I turn back to the TV to watch a little old lady pull a chocolate cake out of the oven. Man that looks so good right now. My stomach grumbles sadly when she decorates it and I try my hardest not to start crying.
Suddenly something lands beside me and I turn to find two chewy chocolate granola bars. Where had the Teme been hiding that? When my stomach growled desperately again I grabbed one of the bars, opened it and took a big bite.
"Mm, Thanks." I said with a mouthful. He didn't answer as he took a seat on the other side of the sofa, his very own granola bar in hand.
"Hn."
We sat there silently until I realized one very important detail.
Sasuke hasn't kick me out yet. Yes, he did bring me here himself, but that was only because I was unconscious and he had no way of knowing where to dump me. I would have thought that right after he woke up from his sleep, he would just shove me out the door and send me on my way without so much as a goodbye. But here we are, chilling on his couch watching a random baking show as if it was an everyday thing.
Another detail I declare important enough to point out is that Sasuke looks way too relaxed than normal. I peek at him from the corner of my eye and observe as he slowly chews on a bite of granola bar, his long legs stretched out in front of him and a hand casually scratches the head of fur beside him. When had the cat left me for Sasuke?
Traitor.
I think about what Sakura had said and I feel a small sparkle of hope as I watch him. Sasuke is never like this with anyone else. Not that I've noticed at least. The possibility that I'm the only one he treats like this gives me hope that maybe, just maybe, I have a shot with the Teme. Aside from being subtly nice, I'm the only person he insults as well. He ignores and brushes off all and any person who tries to approach him.
All but me.
With this information in my mind, I've finally made up my mind. I will confess to Sasuke. I can deal with rejection if it comes to it but I just need to know if I have a shot. If Sasuke goes away and leaves me to wonder, the regret would eat me alive. A small smile graces my lips as the cat attacks Sasuke's hand irritated when it tries to scratch his belly.
Speaking of the cat. What am I supposed to do with the apparently female feline? I find myself wondering if taking her to the shelter is really a good choice. I've become attached! (Even though she left me in the dust for Sasuke, but that's ok I forgive her.) I am really conflicted right now. I can't keep her because I probably won't be able to take care of her and I really don't want to just get rid of her. I don't know what to do!
Suddenly a light bulb lit up in my head. Sakura has always wanted a cat. I could ask her to take care of the kitten! That way I would always be able to go visit the little ball of fur whenever I want! All I had to do was call and ask her.
Standing up to head to the kitchen (I don't wanna disturb Sasuke. He looks really into that baking show), I pulled out my phone and scroll through my contacts in search of Sakura's name. It rang four times before she picked up the phone.
"Thank you for calling 1-800-SMEXY, The sex hotline where we make your wet dreams come true. How can I help you?" I pulled the phone away from my ear to look at it surprised. Did I call the wrong contact somehow? Nope, that's definitely Sakura's number. And I don't remember ever saving any sex hotlines onto my phone.
"Uhh... Sakura?" I asked hesitantly.
"Oh, hi Naruto!" She said cheerfully as if she didn't just answer for a sex hotline.
"Hi Sakura... uh... what the fuck was that?" I asked. What indeed.
"Oh Ino and I are playing Double Dares. And that was my last one."
A faint 'Hi Naru!' can be heard in the distance.
"Without me!?" I yelled. How could they play Double Dares without me!? I made that game!
Double Dares is a game I came up with freshman year when we had gone to a party but were super bored. We didn't know a single person there so to make things fun, I decided to create a new game. The game goes like this: We each take turns pulling out two slips of paper with a single dare written on them from our 'Dare Bucket' (at the time it was a Dare Hat but we changed it to a Bucket). If you don't do the dare you get a strike. For every fifth strike you get, you have to get absolutely shitfaced in order to keep playing. In addition, you are the only one getting drunk and you are obligated to let your friends record any stupid shit you do.
I love it.
"We were bored!" She yells.
"Wait, isn't Ino supposed to be working today? Isn't that why she left so early last night?" I asked confused.
"Yeah but apparently her parents needed to go out of state last minute so the flower shop will be closed for a couple days. She'll be staying at my house 'cause she doesn't wanna sleep alone." She explained. That makes sense. Ino's parents are always leaving town for some reason. "So what's up, Naruto? Need something?"
"Oh! Yeah, didn't you say once that you really wanted a pet cat?" I had almost forgotten the whole reason I even called her.
"Yeah. Why?"
"Well I may or may not have picked up a stray kitten and I don't know what to do with her. Do you think you can take care of her?" I ask feeling confident that Sakura would be more than willing to take in the small feline.
"I'm sorry Naruto but I can't. My dad is really allergic to cats and keeping one would really be hard on him." What!? I didn't know that! Since when did her dad have cat allergies? Man I need to start paying more attention to my friend's families.
"Damn it." I signed and scratch my head in thought. Well there goes that brilliant plan. This is going to be more difficult than I thought.
"Sorry Naruto..." She said sadly.
"It's ok. I'll figure something out. Thanks anyways!" We said our goodbyes and I hung up. Time to come up with a plan B.
"I'll take care of her." I jumped for the hundredth time at the sudden voice behind me. The Teme really has to stop sneaking up on me! I spun around and glared at him.
"Stop doing that Teme! What are you? A ninja!?" I huffed and crossed my arms over my chest. Sasuke was leaning against the entryway of the kitchen with his arms crossed and a bored look on his face making him look even more attractive than he already is. "And no way am I leaving her here. I wouldn't be able to visit her!"
"You can come by whenever you want." There he goes again being weirdly nice to me. Does he realize what he's saying? Apparently not because his eyes suddenly widened a bit as if he didn't mean to say that. The look was gone as fast as it came, and in its place was his famous mask of indifference.
I pause for a second. I really need to find a good home for the kitten. Sasuke seems to like her and he's probably more capable of taking care of a cat than me or Sakura.
Plus, I sure as hell wouldn't mind coming here every once in a while.
"Well..." I bit my lip in thought. Should I leave her here? He already bought all of the necessities... My train of thought was crushed harshly by realization.
"You're leaving Konoha soon!" I yell throwing an accusing finger in his face trying to hide my disappointment. I can't visit Sas- Uh, the kitten if he's in another state!
"So?" He lifted an eyebrow and I gave him a look as if I witnessed him grow a second head. And he calls me an idiot?
"So? So!? How am I supposed to visit you when you're half way across the country!?" I mentally curse when I realized I said 'you' instead of 'the kitten'.
I should probably name her... Calling her kitten or kitty isn't very appealing.
If he noticed, he didn't show it. Instead he sighs and moves to open the fridge.
"Good luck finding a home for her then." He pulls out a tomato and heads out the kitchen and down the wide hall.
Damn it.
I make my way back into the living room. The kitty had abandoned the sofa in order to play with a toy mouse on the coffee table. I assume Sasuke bought that too. I wonder to myself if it's me getting too attached or Sasuke.
I smile as I sit in front of it and grab the toy to wiggle it in the air. She paws at the mouse like a vicious beast.
"I guess it's time to name you, huh?" I hum out loud and tap my chin with my other hand as I pet the kitten.
"How about... Dory?" I laugh when the kitten bites my hand softly as if in disapproval.
"Ok ok! Hmm... Kyuubi!" She jumps onto my lap and purrs loudly when I scratch behind one of her ears.
"Kyuubi it is then." I chuckle (Not giggle. I don't giggle.) when Kyuubi licks my nose with her rough tongue.
Man. I am so selfish. Here I am naming and playing with a cat that I may or may not be able to see again. If I don't find a home for Kyuubi then I'll definitely have to take her to the shelter. And I definitely don't want to do that. If I leave her with Sasuke and let him take her away, then at least I'll know she's being taken care of by someone worthy of her.
I yelp and jerk back when I feel something sharp dig into my cheek.
"Ow! Kyuubi!" I scold, "That hurt!"
"Kyuubi? Don't you think you're getting a little too attached?" Sasuke walks towards me as he buttons up his dark red dress shirt and glances at the purring ball of fur.
"Well... I was thinking..." I ran my hand through Kyuubi's soft, thick fur as I ponder my response. This could be a good opportunity to hang around Sasuke and build enough courage to confess to him. And yeah, maybe I am getting too attached but how can I not! Just look at that cute little face!
"I'd feel more at ease knowing she'll be taken care of by someone like you. Even though you are an Asshole." I said smiling up at Sasuke.
"Hn. Good choice." He smirks ignoring the insult. I glare half-heartedly at his arrogance and roll my eyes.
"Teme." I scoff. I turn my attention back to Kyuubi as she occupies herself by biting at my watch.
Speaking of watches. What time is it? I check it to see that it's almost noon. 10:47 to be exact.
"Shit!" I curse loudly. Everyone is going to be hanging out at my place today! We didn't really have a proper Birthday party for me yesterday so we planned on having one today at my house. And I hadn't cleaned up in about a week so saying it was a nasty mess would be an understatement. We agreed to meet at my house at 1:30 so I've got roughly two and a half hours to get home and make the place somewhat presentable.
"I have need to get going." I said moving Kyuubi off of my lap. She meows and moves to follow. "I'll come visit you whenever I can!" I nuzzle her face and smile when she returns the gesture.
"I'll give you a ride." Sasuke offers. Too much in a rush to argue, I nod and make my way back to the room I woke up in. I grab my bag from the desk and sling it over my shoulder after slipping on my shoes. Sasuke is waiting at the door, keys in hand and Kyuubi rubbing against his leg when I return. I smile and pick up Kyuubi, nuzzling her one last time before following Sasuke out of the door.
The car ride was quite so far. The only interaction we made once we got into the vehicle was when I gave him my address. I fidget at the slightly uncomfortable silence. I look out the window and watch the buildings fly by, forcing myself to relax. To pass the time I decided to take out my phone and play some games but something else caught my attention.
I had five missed calls and more than twenty messages from Kiba. I skimmed through the messages and the quietness in the car was replaced with a painful attempt to hide my laughter. I had completed forgotten all about my prank on the Mutt!
"Pfft!"
Kiba: You fuckin' son of a bitch! You're so dead
Kiba: Your name just shot to the top of my hit list
Kiba: I'ma fuck you so hard
Kiba: Fuck you up*
Kiba: Not fuck you
Kiba: I'm not gay.
I read through the rest of his death threats, promises of painful torture, and stupid auto correct mistakes making me shake as I tried to cover how it made me laugh even harder. Which earned me a sideways glare from one very annoyed Uchiha.
"Hn. Only you would laugh so hard at a phone, Dobe." He scoffed as his eyes return to the road ahead. For some reason this just made me burst into laughter. Sasuke didn't like that, however, and made that very clear when he slammed down on the brakes.
My head came into direct contact with the dashboard and I swear I felt something crack.
"Ow! What the fuck Teme!?" I yell glaring fiercely at the Uchiha. That really hurt! Any harder and that would have definitely done some serious damage. I hesitantly feel my forehead to make sure it wasn't cracked open. I felt a large bump start to form and winced.
Time to embrace my inner unicorn.
"Whoops." He smirks and continues to drive as if he didn't just attempt to give me a concussion. Whoops my ass! That was most definitely on purpose!
"Asshole!" I growl and return to my phone.
The rest of the ride was quite. I made sure not to make a sound as I replied to Kiba and started playing the game Flow. Before I knew It we were parked In front of my apartment's main entrance. I made no move to leave and Sasuke watches me waiting. I don't want to leave yet. I want to invite Sasuke inside so he can hang out with me and my friends. But what excuse do I give him? Should I even make an excuse or just outright ask him?
"Forget how to use a door?" I glare at his raised eyebrow but don't say anything right away. I take a few seconds before responding.
"Hey Teme... do you wanna like... I dunno, come inside?" His other eyebrow joins the first in surprise. The look he gives me makes me fidget in my seat. He doesn't answer fast enough so I continue. "Well it's 'cause my birthday was yesterday and I'm having kind of a late birthday party and... I'd like it... i-if you came?" I said the last part hesitantly and it came out sounding like a question.
His face is passive again and he turns his head to the front in thought. My blood is pumping loudly in my ears and I almost didn't hear what he said next.
"I have things to do today." My heart drops in disappointment and I open my mouth to say it's fine until he cuts me off, "But if I find the time I'll stop by."
My eyes brighten with hope and I grin widely at him.
"Ok!" We say our goodbyes and I skip (Yes, skip) Into the building. The smile on my face never left my face as I stood in the elevator, made it to my apartment and started to lazily clean my home.
The first to arrive was Sakura. After reluctantly sweeping the pile of trash under my couch, I rushed to the door when the loud knocking became dangerously harder.
"Take it easy Sakura! Geez, what did my door ever do to deserve your abuse?" I opened the door to find Sakura holding up two bottles of of whiskey in one hand and a plastic bag in the other. She gave a mischievous smile as she pushed through and headed straight to my kitchen.
"Whoa! Did someone get a fifth strike?" I ask as I close the door behind me and follow her. Sitting down in a kitchen chair, I watch as she pulls out shot glasses from the plastic bag she was carrying.
"Nope. I think graduating and your birthday is as good of a celebration with alcohol as any. We didn't go to any graduation parties so I thought we'd throw our own little private one along with your birthday party." I roll my eyes at her lame excuse. It's a known fact how well Sakura can hold her liquor. Not as well as me but definitely not a lightweight. I know she just loves to get the rest drunk every once in a while so she can have a good laugh out of it. I don't blame her though. It's damn fun watching the others make a full out of themselves.
"Where's Ino?" I asked.
"She went to the flower shop to water all the plants. She'll be coming by later." She answers.
We didn't start drinking until Kiba, Shikamaru and Lee got here. Lee didn't drink anything though. He's just here as the designated driver and caretaker. The last time we tried to get that lightweight drunk resulted in my almost getting kicked out of my apartment by my landlord. Lee had stripped naked as the day he was born and went door to door spreading joy and youthful words. That was just with one fucking shot.
And I got every single second on tape.
Time went by fast as we wasted the day away with games of Uno, singing drunk karaoke, and drinking our weight in alcohol. Drunken giggles and overly loud voices filled the room. I hope the neighbors don't hear us and make a noise complaint.
Every once in a while I'd casually go to my window to see if I can spot Sasuke's car somewhere in the parking lot and every time I let out a sad sigh. I know Sasuke didn't exactly guarantee that he'd be here but that didn't stop me from hoping. However, it is starting to get a bit late. I'll have to come to terms that he won't be showing pretty soon.
Chouji stopped by but didn't stay long since it had already been kind of late and he still had work tomorrow. Ino got here while we were in the middle of singing Barbie Girl and joined in but not after a few shots of whiskey. She had brought a birthday cake because we didn't get the chance to buy one yesterday. We sang a quick late happy birthday to me and ate all of it in 0.2 seconds.
Now I was planning on waiting on Sasuke and saving him a piece of cake but I know how much he dislikes sweets so I didn't bother. He probably wasn't even going to make it seeing as how the sun had already set.
Hinata and Neji texted me saying that they couldn't make it due to some family business they had to take care of. I was disappointed but not as disappointed as Kiba had been. He was really looking forward to spending some more time with Hinata. Poor mutt had it hard for the shy Hyuuga.
After one last peek through the window blinds, I gave up on expecting to find Sasuke's nice sports car. The lamp posts hardly did anything to help me see past the darkness anyways.
"Expecting someone?" I surprised yelp escapes me and I spin around almost giving myself whiplash. Sakura stood there with a curious face as she looked out of the window besides me.
"Oh, uh, n-no! I was just looking at the stars!" I scratch my cheek laughing nervously and she looks up at the dark cloud covered night sky.
"Mhmm..." She says with narrowed eyes. "Quite the view." The sarcasm was practically dripping from her voice. I sigh in defeat as she continues to stare. There's no point in hiding it from Sakura. She's like a detective when it come to her friends and their lives. She will never give up when she think something is wrong.
"Spill it, Naruto." I mumble something under my breath and get a hard smack in the head. "Speak up!" She almost yells and I restrain myself from saying 'Yes mom'. Sakura hates that.
"I invited Sasuke to the party!" I say a bit louder. Maybe too loud because suddenly the room goes quiet. Kiba and Lee, who were in the middle of a sing off, stood with open mouths mid-song. Ino held her phone in the air aiming at the boys and looking away in favor of staring at me. And Shika lifted his head from his napping spot on the floor.
They all stared silently, wide-eyed and surprised until Ino snapped them all out of it with a loud shout.
"What!?"
Shikamaru winced.
"Aha..." I chuckle nervously.
In less than a second I was dragged to my sofa and roughly shoved into it. Everyone gathered around me and got comfortable. Even Shikamaru managed to gather enough willpower to drag himself a little closer to the couch and joined in the circle. The sight just reminded me of children getting ready to listen to their grandparents life stories.
"Well," I said as if beginning to tell an age old story. "It all started with a lil' orange kitty."
I explained everything to them. From finding the stray cat in a dark alley to Sasuke saying he might show up tonight.
"What the fuck kind of name is Kyuubi?" Kiba said cringing. "Why not a normal cat name? Like Satan!" Of course Kiba would get distracted by a cat. I swear he has to have been a dog in one of his past lives. It's the only explanation!
"I like that name, though. Kyuubi. It's fun to say." Everyone nods their heads at Ino's statement.
Lee looks up and taps his chin. "Kyuubi is the name of the legendary Nine Tailed Fox Kurama! Truly an unique name!"
What is even happening?
"Uh... I think you guys are missing the point. Are we not going to talk about the fact that Naruto spent the night in Sasuke's house?" I look at Shikamaru in shock. That was enough words to last him the whole year!
Sakura seemed to agree. "I think you had a little bit too much to drink, Shika." Everyone laughs.
"Let's just have a good time guys. I've had enough of Sasuke for today! That Teme is just missing out of all the fun!" I get up and push through the crowd to get to my storage closet. I dig out a small tote and hold it in the air for all to see.
Everyone gasps.
"No fucking way!" Kiba yells excitedly.
"Yes fucking way! Time to get our freak on!" Everyone cheers as I set up the floor mat and slip the Dance Dance Revolution disc into my Ps3.
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We've been at it for half an hour already. My high score was beat my Ino on the first try. The girl is a natural born dancer. She could probably make it with a dance career if she really wanted to but her heart is with the family business.
Kiba was happier than ever now. He finally found something he can beat Lee at. Don't get me wrong. Kiba is an awful dancer. Especially when he's drunk. With that, I'll just leave you to try to imagine how bad Lee is. There are no words to describe his... 'dancing' skills.
"Ha! Who's the loser now!? Huh!?" Everyone laughs as Kiba thrusts his hips in the air in victory. We clap when he bows and almost falls over.
"Stop raping the air, Kiba!"
Another few rounds of kicking each other's asses in dance battles and everyone is exhausted. Even Lee seems to be slightly out of breath.
By this time, Kiba was fast asleep and half naked on my couch (At some point he started to strip dance) and Lee was getting ready to take Ino and Shikamaru home. They're going to have to come by tomorrow to pick up their vehicles, I realize. I guess booze really wasn't the best of ideas but oh well. The deed was done. I decided to let Kiba spend the night on my couch so I told Lee he didn't have to worry about him. Sakura decided she'd like to stay overnight as well so I pulled out the inflatable mattress. In which she proceeded to roll Kiba of the comfy couch and onto the floor, completely missing the mattress.
We left him there.
After (kind of) helping Lee drag Ino's and Shikamaru's lifeless bodies to his truck, Sakura and I settled into the kitchen. We talked about our day, not wanting to go to bed just yet. A few slurred words here and there signal that Sakura was actually kind of drunk. But not enough to make her incomprehensible. She talked about her day and complained about how she got coffee all over her favorite blouse because some dude bumped into her.
"And I told him that if he hadn't been looking up my skirt, he would have noticed me stop walking!" She yelled frustrated.
"Did you beat the shit out of him?" I ask already knowing the answer. Sakura has no chill.
"You bet your pretty little ass I did!" She smirked proudly tilting her chin in the air with pride. I can't help but feel sorry for the poor guy. He probably didn't deserve what he got but there was no stopping it.
"Hey is that Lee's phone?" Sakura points to something on the kitchen counter and I look to find a bright green cellphone resting there. I get up to grab it.
"Yep." I swipe at the lock screen and was surprised to see that there was no lock. I sat back down beside Sakura.
I mirrored her evil grin.
"Let's see what he's got in this bad boy." Sakura said as she took the phone from my hands. I watch eagerly leaning over her shoulder. She swipes through a variety of workout training apps and a few games. Typical Lee.
"Can't say I'm surprised." I say rolling my eyes and Sakura nods in agreement. "Oh! Oh! Let's look through his gallery!" Now you may think that we shouldn't be invading Lee's personal information but really, how can you expect us not to poke around if it's completely accessible!
Sakura taps the gallery icon and we're practically blinded by images of strong famous wrestlers. The amount of muscle ripping through their arms and legs made me cringe. I'm sure Lee finds inspiration from these men but I just can't fathom how people can have that much raw muscle.
"Ew..." Sounds like Sakura agrees.
She taps the folder icon at the top right and the phone was directed to the album selection. We had apparently been in the 'Greatest Men To Ever Live' Album. The name 'Family' caught my attention. An image of a whole family clad with green with bushy brows, bowl haircuts and shining teeth popped into my head. Curiosity got the best of me.
"Hey, click on that one." I say pointing to the album. She opened it and I was surprised with what I saw.
Sakura scrolled down the many pictures if us. Photo after photo showed everyone, and I mean everyone, in our friend group. So many smiling faces made me realize how often Lee actually took pictures. Most of these seem to be taken when the target was not paying attention. I have to admit, Lee has a talent for catching images at the right time.
"Wow. Who'd have thought Lee had a knack for photography!" Sakura said wide-eyed as she continues to scroll.
"I know." But if you really think about his bight outlook on life and his optimistic energy, it only makes sense that he would want to capture every precious moment.
We came close to the bottom of the album where the most recent photos where. (The order was backwards and I don't understand why.)
"Oh my god! I can't believe he took a picture of that!" Sakura taps on a picture to enlarge it and laughs at what it showed. It was of last night when Sakura had attacked me! I was pinned to the ground with a pathetically terrified expression. Sakura hovering over me with a thin string of saliva hanging from her mouth and it dangled dangerously close to my face.
"Oh god. Delete that!" I lounge for the phone but she pulls away too quickly.
"No way! I'm so sending this to myself!"
I chase her around the kitchen and finally to the restroom. Sakura slams the door in my face, however, and my ass meets the floor after the door abuses my nose.
"Ow!" I clutch my (thankfully not broken nose) and glare at the offending door.
A knock at my front door makes me jump. Who could be at my door so late at night. Well, more like early in the morning. I check my watch and see that it's almost two in the morning. It's probably Lee, I realize. He most likely noticed his missing phone and came back to retrieve it.
I bang on then closed door and yell one last time before moving to answer the door when I get no response.
"Hey Lee, Sakura's in the restroom with-" The rest of my sentence was cut short when I looked at the man standing outside the door. I stood there for a second as I recover from my surprise, eyes wide and mouth slightly hanging open in mid-speech.
"Sasuke?"
Definitely not Lee.
To Be Continued...
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