Last Time;; Now Sasuke found himself on his bed, in between the sheets, covered by pillows he never knew he had. The bed slinked under his weight, as if he were lying on top of dark red clouds, the pillows absolutely what his head needed. It didn't take long for the brother of Itachi named Sasuke to go to sleep, but right before he could black-out a stray thought came floating to the top of his mind;
Do A.I.'s sleep?
Instalment 5ive;;
Hot Chocolate, anyone?
His curtains had still been open, and because of them, the sunlight had crept through more and more and woken up the blonde haired teenager who had been sleeping soundly only moments ago. First to wake up was his brain, and only moments later his eyes struggled open only to find themselves closing suddenly again due to the intensity of the light from the window. He turned around to face the opposite way, opening his eyes slowly to see the blue wall and the white door, the green carpet towards the bottom of his view. On simply seeing the blue and green of his room made a small smile play on his lip, making him bounce out of his bed fully energized and absolutely awake. He spun around to get a full look of his bedroom, smiling much more wider at the open window and the morning light that flooded the room. Moving to the large cupboard in his room, he swung the doors open, looking at the clothes he had folded and hung around inside, his clothes, brought here by the older Uchiha brother a day before he was scheduled to arrive. Of course, it had been Naruto [oh yes, it felt good to know that that was his name] who had unpacked and put them in their proper places, and as of such decided to remove black cargo pants and a dark orange shirt from the lot, along with clean boxers and a pair of socks. He fished around in one of the drawers that were located at the bottom of the cupboard, eight drawers in rows of four, just two columns. Naruto let a small "Yosh!" of achievement out on locating an orange toothbrush [told you his favourite colour was orange], toothpaste and a small orange comb.
This day was going to go perfect. Nothing could go wrong. 'Nothing WILL go wrong~' He would do everything in his power and knowledge to make things run as smoothly as possible, from socialising to paying attention in class to returning home and… And… Doing stuff. Thinking positively, he left the room, carefully closing the door, and made his way to the first door in the hallway - the toilet. Before he opened the door he remembered what he'd seen only yesterday, and decided to go to the kitchen instead - he'd pass up on using the actual toilet this time. Of course, in the kitchen there was a problem too; the dishes. There was no space to brush his teeth, so he set aside his items and began washing them, one by one, from dishes to cups and utensils. It didn't take long, and soon the sink was empty, allowing Naruto to brush his teeth, in which he proceeded to do. Once he'd finished that he returned to his room, carrying all of his items and scattering them across the bed. The toothbrush and toothpaste were put back in the drawer, now only comb and clothes remaining. Still thinking positively, he began to strip, taking off his pyjama-shirt first to reveal a tanned muscled chest, as if he worked out constantly [which he really didn't]. He looked down at his stomach, remembering that this would be the first time he'd be able to get a full look at himself, his right hand palming out to lie flat on his abdomen. The hand began tracing his stomach, feeling how flat it was, following the lines that faintly traced all of his abs to where his belly button was, poking it with his pinkie in childish amusement. Chuckling sheepishly to himself, he removed his pyjama-trousers, the material landing softly on the bed next to the matching blue baby-fox print pyjama-shirt, moving his attention to his legs. His legs were tanned too, seemingly as smooth as his chest and face, clear without any scars or blemishes, not a wire in sight. An annoyed hum sound left Naruto's lips as he realized that the boxers he wore were getting in the way of him seeing his legs properly, and he didn't want to sit down or bend. It didn't take long for Naruto to figure out a solution to the problem. Hooking both thumbs onto either side of his boxers, he was about to pull them right down and off when the door to his bedroom opened right up.
"SASUKE!"
BAM! … Why did Naruto close the door on him…? Why did Naruto close the door on his face and possibly break his nose? Feeling annoyed and highly disorientated, Sasuke used his right hand to knock on the door, three short rasps, while cupping his nose with his left. He could hear Naruto breathing heavily on the other side, still pressed up against the door that he had thrown himself against to stop Sasuke entering, a move in itself suspicious to the obsidian-eyed teen.
"Open the door, dobe." Honestly, Naruto was turning out to be more and more of a dobe, even if the blonde obviously hated it whenever Sasuke called him such a thing. What had Naruto been doing when Sasuke was coming in? The Uchiha wasn't really all too sure, but he could have sworn the boy had been wearing nothing. This couldn't be true, because he had only caught a glimpse, making the obsidian feel confident that he had seen wrong. For once, couldn't an Uchiha be wrong when it was good for them? "Fate was a cruel mistress," was a popular saying, and the weight of dread in his stomach told Sasuke that fate was indeed cruel, and that he had probably seen right rather then wrong. "Oi… What are you doing in there…?"
No reply.
But who actually expected Naruto to reply? He was pressed against the cool, white door he'd been admiring only minutes before. His heart beat was coming waytoo fast for his lungs to take in the amount of air it wanted, making him feel winded, if not completely panic-stricken. The feeling of adrenaline rushing his veins brought about the sad but happy truth that this was the first time he'd felt such feelings, bringing him back to the fact that he was still only wearing his boxers, though, and even they were low riding due to what Naruto had been about to do before Sasuke had 'interrupted' him. 'Uuuh, uuuh, uuugggghhh….' He was panicking harder, trying to think of a suitable way to explain the situation. 'Oh screw it to hell!'
"Y-You… Uuuh… You can't come in!" There was no way to tell the truth without it coming out wrong, no way to say "I just wanted to see how all of my body looked without clothes" without freaking out Sasuke even more then he probably was. So the only solution to the problem of not being able to tell the truth was to lie. Lie as if his life depended on it, which it could very well be. He heard the undignified snort that meant that Sasuke was losing his patience, making Naruto's brain go into overload trying to come up with a reason why Sasuke couldn't enter.
"I… I-I haven't completely cleaned up this place…! Yeah, that's it… It's messy!" Not too bad for an improvised lie, especially for a first time. At least, that's what Naruto had thought right before he felt Sasuke give a small push to the door, one that was surprisingly strong. The Uchiha wasn't taking shit. 'He's…! He's going to open the door by force and see me naked!" Now things were in full force, the blonde haired boy pushing up against the door, a sweaty left hand keeping a strong hold on the handlebar that dangerously moved up and down. It was no use, Minato-san had told him before that he would be considerably weak in the first few days, up to ten days if not more, due to his system still placing things into context, from theory to practical. And right now, Sasuke was a whole lot stronger; one mighty push and Naruto would be sent sprawling across the room.
But while Naruto was getting worried over his master freaking out, said master was getting worried over his 'assistant' going crazy, something which seemed highly probable with the fact that the A.I. was refusing to open the door. Messy room huh? Please, he'd been in the second bedroom only yesterday morning to make sure it was presentable, he knew that the room was very much clean. "Open the door. Now." This was an order, his voice was controlled, firm and held all the warning signals that scared non-Uchiha's to kingdom come. In fact, speaking of which, this was his kingdom, and whenever he wanted to go into his subordinate's room, he would pretty darn well go into his subordinates room. Just to add more pressure onto his order, he pushed the door again, slightly nudging it with his shoulder. He could feel Naruto trying to push against it, but for some strange reason the teen wasn't using much of his strength. If Sasuke wanted too, he could completely push the door with merely one hand and not even break a sweat.
"What the hell are you doing, Naruto?" 'Damn it, was he trying to kill himself?' , last thing the Uchiha needed was for the A.I. everyone had worked on to commit suicide. Naruto was stuttering on the other side of the door, trying to come up with another lie to feed to the Uchiha, making Sasuke feel even more insulted as if he could ever fall for such fakes. "Enough. I'm opening." And he was serious, counting down from ten mentally, the Uchiha slowly applied more and more pressure, feeling the helplessness of Epsilon against the other side, the young male being pushed more and more by Sasuke. A bit further and he could see the carpet, a carpet he could know say was similar to his own in his bedroom save for the colour, but still no sign of Naruto letting up the struggle. '…' Uchiha Sasuke had never been known to be a patient man, he lost his temper very quickly, and knew purely that the reason why Epsilon had been programmed in such a way to struggle whenever another came into his room was most probably due to the idiocy of his elder brother and said elder brother's friend. The mere thought of the other two amused at his predicament made the university student's anger almost fall over the edge, igniting a sudden push against the door that Sasuke really didn't expect to work.
But it had.
What it had done precisely was throw Naruto across the room to land sprawled onto his own bed, bouncing slightly at the impact his body made on the mattress and sheets. The door freely swung open, not a noise at all, allowing both the young males to stare at each other in wide, recognizable shock.
The first thought that had run through Sasuke's mind had come right when he'd laid eyes on Naruto, who had turned around so that his back was on the bed, facing upwards towards Sasuke; 'NAKED!' only to almost instantly realize that Naruto wasn't completely naked, just... Mostly naked, save for black boxers. It didn't matter, knowing that Naruto was wearing boxers didn't erase the fact that he still didn't have any other clothes, or the fact that that wasn't what irked the obsidian teenager. What irked the Uchiha the most was… Was… The position Naruto was in, sprawled out on his back, his legs facing the direction of the door where Sasuke was at. The two legs were bent on the bed, wide apart, showing perfectly well that Epsilon was wearing boxers… Oh yeah, he was wearing boxers alright. So the guys at the research lab liked to create nice asses. A very worrying thought indeed.
Naruto, on the other hand, was breathing heavily, eyes wide, completely shocked at how he'd just flown across the room onto his bed. He propped his elbows underneath him, letting his legs move to lie on the bed, the abs he'd been touching only moments ago flexing slightly underneath his skin as he stared at Sasuke, who was staring at him. The blue eyed had no idea as to why Sasuke would possibly want to stare at him, the obsidian eyes trailing from his boxers to his stomach to his chest, and lingering back to his stomach again. What Naruto did know was why he wanted to stare at Sasuke. This was because the elder boy had on the tightest shirt he had ever seen or heard off, tight black tank top that strangely had a short turtleneck, these fluffy Aladdin-pants that were more Chinese then Arabian, white in colour. Sasuke's hair was messy, handsomely so [Naruto had to use the word handsome, nothing else described it], framing the Uchiha's pale face as if it intended to look as it did. What was the best was Sasuke's face, because while said teen seemed to be transfixed on Naruto's stomach, the blue-eyed, blonde-haired boy was transfixed on the black-hair's face; which currently inhibited a blank, wide eyed stare that could neither be read for as shock or expressionless. The nose, the jaw, the lips, the eyes, the eyebrows…
"Uni…"
'Huh?' Thank the heavens, Sasuke had broken it. And rightfully so, because that small amount of goggling had made Naruto blush beet red and look away like a shy high school'r, since that was how he was apparently acting, or so his subconscious had told him. Sasuke, on the other hand, simply restated that they had to get ready for university, saying that he was going to go back to his room to change, his face still blank as he turned around to leave.
"And put some clothes on…" Had been his last words before he'd closed the door, leaving the still red Naruto to instantly scramble for his cargo pants and shirt, changing his boxers and immediately putting his clothes on. He left his room, heading for the kitchen, and looked around the kitchen for anything he could eat other then Ramen or Noodles. On finding a packet of Frosties [sugar-coated corn flakes that held the logo of a tiger screaming "Gggrrrrreeat!"], he poured a fair amount, adding some milk from the fridge in and sticking a spoon into it. He placed the bowl of breakfast onto the kitchen table, the two stools from yesterday still in their same place, pouring a generous amount of orange juice he had been lucky to find in the fridge.
Sasuke decided to stumble in at that moment, not particularly stumbling but more like strolling in, perfectly in control of his feet. He saw the bowl on the table, figured it was Naruto making himself breakfast, but then did a retake when he saw the blonde placing another bowl of Frosties right next to the previous one, with a glass of milk rather then orange juice. Naruto was grinning widely, having noticed Sasuke raise a delicate eyebrow [the A.I. had noticed that Sasuke's eyebrows were both elegant and delicate] in question. "Yup, our breakfast! I'll be able to make proper food after learning it first, you know, from you."
And with that, Sasuke sat down on his seat and ate, choosing to switch the orange juice for the milk, a cry of "Heeey, no fair!" childishly coming from Naruto as a joke. The prospect of having to teach Naruto how to do something he didn't know was daunting, but he was curious to see how things went. 'This is nice…' Sasuke thought, swallowing the most recent of mouthfuls, 'His abs were ni--' he almost suddenly choked, coughing loudly as to clear his airways, Naruto patting lightly on his back not exactly sure what to do.
"Are you alright, Sasuke?" The blond asked nervously, seeing that Sasuke wasn't coughing as strongly as he had been, indicating that he was calming down. The teen waved him off, finishing off his glass of milk in one gulp as to further put an end to the very embarrassing choking episode. He put his cup down, finished off his food in a rush and stood up, taking both pieces to the sink where he subconsciously placed them both in there.
"I'm fine, but we're going to be late if we don't leave."
Naruto frowned, watching Sasuke leave the kitchen in the direction of the living room, unhappy with the fact that he had just left the dishes in there as if someone else would clean it for him. 'I know I'm his A.I. but that doesn't mean I'm going to clean up after him.' he thought angrily, finishing off his own food and drink, dumping them into the sink too. Feeling good about his decision he followed the older teen into the living room, seeing that Sasuke had put on a black coat over his tank top and with a full, shoulder-strapped messenger bag. After almost choking on the Frosties, it seemed that Sasuke's face had become as blank as it had been when he'd left Naruto's bedroom, the elder teen almost seemingly avoiding to look at Naruto's face. The A.I. couldn't understand why it was like this, or whether his assumption was actually right or wrong, since everything had seemed alright while they had been eating before the choking.
But he kept quiet about it, still feeling awkward about what had happened in the bedroom, picking up a black denim jacket that had an orange spiral on the back -a present from Arashi- and a blue messenger bag that was equally as full as Sasuke's. Inside the bags were stationeries, from pencils to rulers, along with all the books the two Medical students would need; Anatomy, Histology, Physiology, etc. etc.
With everything packed and ready, the two made their way across the apartment to the door, both putting on shoes simultaneously and heading out, Naruto holding the door out for Sasuke, the other nodding his head in gratitude - still not making eye contact. They rode the elevator in silence, about five inches of space in between them, as if afraid to touch. When the doors finally PING!'ed open, they exited the building, a sleek looking AUDI parked in the driveway, along with other cars that belonged to other residents. Sasuke strolled over to his AUDI, fishing a key from his coat pocket and pressing it to the sound of BEEP! that made the cars headlights turn on and off, indicating that it had opened. Naruto, on the other hand, was staring to his right, down the street the car and anybody who was heading to the university would take, staring meaningfully until Sasuke's voice made him turn back to the car.
"Get in."
Gee, not much of a morning person, was he? Naruto frowned slightly, looking at the car and the street. Sasuke stared at Naruto, well, not at Naruto but more in his direction, his brain refusing to remember both incidents this morning. He waited for Naruto to hurry up and get in the car, only to see Naruto stubbornly crossing his arms in retribution, as if he didn't want to get in.
"I'm going to walk!" 'Is he crazy?' Walk? It would take about ten minutes to walk from here to the university, and while Sasuke had said that they would be late if they didn't hurry up, a good half an hour was left before the university gates even opened. That still didn't mean they would walk, or that Sasuke would let Naruto walk - the thought was too absurd. Obviously seeing the pure refusal sketched onto Sasuke's face, Naruto's mouth opened again, his voice whiny like it had been when he'd been trying to beg for his name. "I know the route, it's already in my system and everything, but I need to put the theory to practice, make it literal, otherwise any other time I might get lost." Sounded a whole lot better then just wanting to walk, and now the pure refusal had turned to slight doubt, not entirely sure it would be a wise decision to let the A.I. walk off on his own.
It was when Sasuke was about to deny Naruto's request that his blackberry rang, the ring tone simply being on vibration. The caller ID flashed that it was Itachi who was ringing, allowing Sasuke to simply pick up. The two brothers skipped the greetings [as they always did] and went straight to 'how things were'. After assuring Itachi that everything was running smoothly between himself and the A.I. [Naruto was watching carefully, motioning Sasuke to ask Itachi if he could walk], Sasuke did Naruto a favour. "Epsilon wants to walk it to Uni."
'Yosh!' success! Naruto had been worried his dramatic hand signs would be too much for Sasuke to understand, but it seems his worry had been for nothing. He continued to try and lip read what Itachi was saying to Sasuke, hearing Sasuke agree over and over again with non-responsive "Hnn's…" that Itachi seemed to ignore. After a minute or so, Sasuke's eyes widened by a fraction, something Naruto learnt to mean that he had just been surprised, the black-haired man almost dropping his phone in a rush to turn it off. On pressing the 'end call' button, Sasuke looked up and finally made eye contact with Naruto, the surprise of it locking both pair of eyes in a blinking contest, though it was anything but a contest. Sasuke was the first to break out of it [because by all means, Naruto had come to enjoy these moments], clearing his throat and opening the drivers door.
"Itachi says you can walk, and that we should pretend to not know each other in school." With nothing further, he sat on his seat, slammed the door, turned the engine off and began driving in the direction of the university, leaving a very puzzled Naruto to walk.
'Pretend not to know each other?'
***
On the journey from Sasuke's apartment to the university, one had to pass a certain elementary school that was famous for its effective teachers. The school building was wide, with two equally large playgrounds and a closed of swimming pool. On the main street that Naruto had to walk on, the gates to the schools were open, despite the fact that it was a tad bit too early for students to start arriving. Unfortunately, he didn't exactly have a clock on him, nor did his system have any time keeping device whatsoever, in that fact one could say that he was just like a human, but then again, even humans had biological clocks that told their body when it was time to do things, like eat and sleep.
Like how one of the teachers right now was chewing on a delighting red apple. This particular teacher had brown hair, held up in a single ponytail, as feminine as that sounded, a strange scar smearing his face right across his nose. Iruka had just finished setting up his classroom for the day, making sure that all the mess the previous day's lesson had created had been cleared up, even though the students that had been on cleaning duty yesterday should have done their job. Now he had seated himself on the teachers chair, just another normal chair but behind a slightly bigger desk then the students, facing the classroom and ultimately facing the window, and outside street. He'd been daydreaming for a bit, just of what he was going to eat when he got home, nothing interesting, when a young man entered his view given by the window, one with striking blonde hair. 'Strange, I haven't seen a blond-haired boy before.' or man, since on a closer look he didn't look much of a boy. But then again, Iruka had been wrong before, and this time it seemed that he was wrong again.
The boy tripped up.
If it had been anyone other then Iruka that witnessed the scene, they would have laughed 'till tears ran down their cheek, the mere fall ranking on high levels of comedy. At first, the blond boy's foot got visibly stuck in something [what exactly Iruka couldn't tell], and for a split second everything stopped only to restart again but in slow motion. Then the hands flew out as the body began losing balance, first swinging wildly to regain balance but then settling on cushioning the fall. The body tipped over, like a ship beginning to sink, and then BANG! Face first, on the floor, bringing the brunette teacher to wince painfully at the blonde's expense. Face Plant.
Being the kind teacher that he was, Iruka immediately left the building towards the gate to see whether the boy was alright, perching next to him as the boy held his face, cursing under his breath. "Hey, are you okay?" The boy looked up at the new voice, probably having hoped to not have his embarrassment witnessed by another, his eyes watering as he looked up at the teachers face. Iruka's mouth automatically opened in a small 'O', his eyes widening slightly at the eyes that stared up at him, blue in colour, like the ocean or something, shimmering. "C-Come on, let me get you something to drink."
Naruto found himself sitting inside a classroom, still holding his slightly reddened face in pain, watching as the man that had dragged him into the school pour something into a cup. 'Maybe he's this schools teacher…' he had seen the sign outside on the street that said this was a school, 'Konoha Elementary Academy', or somewhere along those lines, so it made sense that the man would be a teacher; who else was in a school at this time in the morning? Said man turned around and walked up to Naruto, offering him the cup, which Naruto took gratefully, even more grateful when he saw what it was.
Hot chocolate.
"I'm Iruka-sensei, one of the teachers of this school. I usually watch people pass by until my students come in, although I haven't really seen you around before." That was true, Naruto had just arrived, but this was the first real person he was meeting, other then the guys that were part of the A.I. project, other then Sasuke, this was the real person that didn't know the real Naruto - this was a person that didn't know Naruto. A wide grin broke out on the blonde's face, one that almost blinded Iruka, making the teacher smile a bit in somewhat confusion as to what had made the boy get so incredibly happy all of a sudden. Especially after falling like that.
"I'm Naruto! Nice to meet you!" An estimation of the blonde's age would be around the late teens, if not middle, preferably middle, somewhere around sixteen, definitely not fifteen. He was tall, his body seemed to be well matured, but something about 'Naruto's ['What a strange name,'] personality made him seem childish, if not a whole lot younger.
"Naruto? That's a pretty strange name, but… It suits you, I guess." He shrugged lightly, leaning onto the desk as Naruto eyes suddenly widened, his head spinning left to right, in search of something. "Umm… Is something wrong, Naruto-san…?"
'SHIT! WHAT'S THE TIME?!' Finally, he'd found the clock, which had been placed right on top of Iruka-sensei's head, lodged onto the wall on top of the white board..
7:52
The boy got up, crushing the cup in his hand by fisting his fingers into a fist, his face stricken with horror, Iruka turned around to look at the clock, wondering what the hell was going on as Naruto began grabbing his stuff; jacket, shoe, bag. He was already hopping by the time Iruka turned around again, laughing sheepishly, still confused but merely accepting whatever was happening. He'd come to accept that the boy was weird if not strange. What kind of a name was Naruto, anyway? Said strange boy left the building, screaming "SORRY IRUKA-SENSEI!" and "THANK YOU"'s as well as an explanatory "OH SHIT! I HAVE TO GET TO UNI!"
Iruka sighed, shaking his head humorously, the phrase 'boys will be boys' coming to mind. With only eight minutes left until the elementary officially opened, it was about time his students started arriving, and the first to enter the door happened to be a young boy Iruka knew as Konohamaru - such strange names parents chose nowadays. The boy looked behind him as he entered the classroom, looking at his sensei and back again at the retreating blonde head, eyebrows raised in question.
"Who's the big guy running away like his butt's on fire?"
Yup, boys will be boys.
Around fifteen minutes later [despite all the hardcore running he'd done] Naruto found himself standing at the University gates. Technically, his class had their first lesson starting at eight AM today, since each lesson had a different time. Sometimes, university days would start at three PM, other days eight AM, like today - and he was already seven minutes late. To find the class would probably take ten minutes, because despite having the address already figured into his system, it seemed Naruto sucked at directions. Something new he'd found out about himself. The campus was huge, seriously huge, with a gigantic ground starting from the gate to the actual building, even now some students were littered about, oh maybe a couple thousands.
Damn, he was already getting nervous.
"Okay, first thing first. Get to class." A mission, for him to do. Just like cleaning Sasuke's bedroom. No point in merely standing around, so he began walking down the pathway that led straight to the school's entrance which was lined with trees, pretty little trees that helped ease Naruto ever so slightly. He reached the door, and with a deep inhalation and exhalation, he went in. A couple of minutes later he found himself outside of his homeroom class, because strangely enough this University had classes were attendance was taken, one where the students could be from different faculties, mostly all the same age range. Standing outside, his hand hovered over the handle, fingers flexing slightly, sweat pores sweating as seconds ticked by. Breathing in deeply, he made the decision, and with that, he went into the Dragon's Lair.
There was a pink haired girl, a dark blue haired girl, a brunette haired girl and one pale blonde haired girl. There was a guy with dark sunglasses and a jacket that hid most of his face, a guy that had fang tattoos on his face, a fat guy, a round eyed guy with tight, green clothes, a red haired guy with black eyeliner on eyes, another brunette guy that looked pretty much normal save for his the fact that he was sleeping and a guy who had clear white eyes [he looked blind!]. The teacher had silver weird hair, and this bandanna kinda hid his right eye as well as this half mask that hid his mouth and nose [like a ninja!], and to be honest, Naruto was scared shitless. Of course, there were more students, each one sitting in their place chatting with a friend or simply doodling in their book, the attendance class having not yet properly started, but Naruto had the feeling that each one was staring at him intently, especially more considering he was the apparent new kid that had to transfer from lord knew where to this university in the middle of the first semester. The faculty of Medicine had taken an entry exam to see if he had the prior knowledge of the first year, in which he had aced easily considering Arashi had downloaded the first year Medicine into Naruto's hard drive, but not more, because they wanted to see the A.I.'s learning capabilities and speed. He still felt pretty isolated from everyone else. He looked completely different from them, they all had friends while he was relatively alone and they were all staring at him.
Or so he first thought. On closer look, they were quiet obviously simply staring at Sasuke, who on second thought made it so that Naruto wasn't alone. He was seated, alone, already with a book out and a pen, looking like he always did; in control. At least, all the girls were staring at him, some of the guys simply glanced and returned back to their conversation, or maybe were just curious to see who the new kid [Naruto] was. Out of all the girls Naruto had first seen, the dark blue haired girl [who looked really shy] and the brunette [who was busy talking to the clear eyed guy] didn't seem too occupied with Sasuke, but the other girls were practically staring, even more, they seemed to be drooling at maximised obsession for the obsidian-eyed Uchiha. But what scared the blonde-haired, blue-eyed boy even further was the constant, watchful eye of the silver-haired teacher who stood behind his desk facing the class.
Because, by god, none of the knowledge packs Naruto had included anything on how to deal with gay superiors.
Sasuke, too, seemed to be slightly… Worried by the constant eye that bored into his young blonde partner, that constant eye that had tormented Sasuke himself for years upon years, following him everywhere he went. He had been worried about why Naruto hadn't arrived in the ten minutes since he'd left him, having parked his car in the parking lot, entered the school, seated himself and then thought 'Where the heck is that dobe?'. Something he'd learned about Naruto: The boy was a bit of a ditz, if not complete moron. If he ever said anything intelligent, it was definitely only because of the damn electronic crap packs he had in him. ALL BLONDES WERE IDIOTS. Which went for that damn Ino as much as it went for Naruto. Not only did the dobe come to class late when he had all the time to come in early, but his hair looked terrible. It was all messy, the blond locks catastrophically angled that it kept covering those… Those… Those damn blue eyes. Merely seeing the boy enter the class had turned Sasuke face from the cool controlled 'start-of-the-day' look to his signature death glare sign and scowl. All directed at Naruto.
And obviously, that damn Kakashi was taking note of Sasuke's reaction; which only made the black-haired teen scowl harder, silently willing Naruto to bloody sit down. Naruto on the other hand, was going mentally crazy from pressure overload, a condition he recognized to be named a 'Nervous Breakdown'. On seeing Sasuke already seated [and shooting eye-daggers at him], the words that had haunted him into tripping outside the elementary school came to haunt him again. "… We should pretend to not know each other in school."
Obviously, it was something Itachi had said, so they would have to follow it, so Naruto would have to follow it, despite how much he didn't want to. There was the fact too that Naruto didn't really know much about Sasuke, heck, he knew nothing about Sasuke, other then him being Itachi's younger brother and Itachi being the owner of the Uchiha Corporation - the corporation that had created him, more or less - meaning Sasuke was rich, simply said. So all he knew was that Sasuke was rich… Not much to go on.
So while he was busy brooding and panicking at the same time, Naruto found himself to be seated, surprisingly [and delightfully] so. He had sat three rows up from where Sasuke had, the obsidian-eyed boy sitting on the second row from the front, so altogether, Naruto was on the fifth row. The closest person next to him was one of the lot he'd seen before; a guy that had fang tattoos on his face. He wore a hoody that was up, covering most of his hair, though Naruto was able to see that the boy had messy brown hair, and pretty sharp teeth. Some weird movement took place on the boy's chest, inside his coat, scaring the shit out of Naruto and forcing him to look away - only for his eyes to lock with the silver haired teachers.
"So… Let's start the attendance taking class." The teachers voice was just as strange as his hair, and Naruto had no clue as to what could have happened to the teachers hidden eye. 'Maybe it was plucked out!' Farfetched idea, but nevertheless amusing. "As you can see, we have a new student, strange since we're already in the middle of our second semester, but everybody please meet…" He paused for a second, flicking through papers, obviously searching for Naruto's name. "Uzumaki Naruto. It's good to meet you, Uzumaki-san."
'… What…?' He had a surname? A family name? And it was after Uzumaki-san? It made no sense, why did he have Uzumaki-san's surname? Technically, she should have taken Arashi's surname when she married him, though Naruto knew that she hadn't because everybody kept on calling her 'Uzumaki-san', but nobody had told him that he was going to take her surname. 'Does that mean I'm supposed to be married to her?' Oh man, confusing, obviously Sasuke had told them that Naruto's name was Naruto, that was obvious. Or so Naruto thought, but the blonde's opinion ended almost as quickly as it came, because on glancing at the teen in question, Naruto saw that Uchiha Sasuke had turned around, wide eyed with shock and horror, staring at Naruto in such a way that the poor blond immediately knew that it was his fault.
If he was to live with Sasuke, then he'd have to accept; It was going to always be Naruto's fault.
Break time. Or lunch time. Basically a time when students had some free time before another lesson began. This 'time' ranged from thirty minutes to three hours. Most of the classes had finished, although one more remained before both Naruto and Sasuke could go home, and right now Naruto was on the university grounds simply strolling, a bad weight pulling at his stomach - a sign that something bad was going to happen. His bad feelings were correct, because only moments later, a furious obsidian-eyed teenager flew out of nowhere, grabbing Naruto by the orange shirt the teen wore, pulling him into an alleyway between two university buildings that Naruto had never noticed before, pushing him up against the wall. First thing first; Sasuke was furious. Naruto had never seen so much emotion, even if it was just plain old anger, etched into the pale teen's face, and despite the situation he was in, he couldn't help but feel a small sliver of pride at having induced such a look.
It meant they were going places.
"How the hell did they get that name?!" Oh, so he really did think it was Naruto who had given the name. 'Funny, 'cuz I thought it was you~' Sasuke was still talking, his lips moving as incredible speeds, asking question after question, firing them off like rounds in a gun, taking a deep breath to replace the magazine [something Naruto learnt held the bullets], and shooting off all over again. "Where the hell did you go after I left you in my car?!" Heh, all the questions had hell in them, 'Is Sasuke a religious person?'
"WHY THE HELL WON'T YOU ANSWER ME!?"
Oh shit, back to reality. Naruto had gone off a bit in a daze, still feeling good at having caused Sasuke to literally explode, but making him more angry didn't sound good, no matter what the reasoning. 'Still…I wonder how far I can take this.' He immediately ditched the train of thoughts his mind had taken him too, knowing that it was a dangerous game to play, especially on the first day of his university. Sasuke was about to ask again, his fist tightening painfully on the hold he held Naruto, making the blond wince visibly. Naruto interrupted before Sasuke could start, one eye closed while the other frantically pleaded with Sasuke to let go, since he was still incredibly weak compared to Sasuke.
"I thought you gave them the name!"
Sasuke's hold stayed steady, not increasing but not letting go either, his eyes still wide with fury, boring into Naruto's own. An intense couple of seconds passed, poor Naruto feeling as if he would pass out, or lose himself in the dark abyss of Sasuke's eyes. 'It's almost peaceful…', in a sense, Sasuke holding Naruto by the shirt, no one around to see anything - just the two, staring at each other. That was, before Sasuke began firing questions again.
"Where did you go after I left you!? Did you talk to anyone?!"
"Sasuke! I just trippe---!"
"Damn it. Don't be late again! You stand out too much as it is with your ridiculous hair!" With that, the fist on his chest disappeared, the body heat that had radiated from Sasuke due to the close proximity disappeared, the blonde only then realizing how close they had been.
"But--!" Confused as to the change, Naruto could only squeeze the one word out, opting to shut up when Sasuke spun around and left the alleyway, only then seeing that some students had been walking past - if Naruto and Sasuke had continued talking [more like one-way arguing], they would have not only been heard, but probably seen. The black hair and pale skin combo turned and disappeared, not once glancing backwards. If he had, he would have saw Naruto's eyes slightly water up, his shirt ruffled and messed up, fingers curling into weak fists. If Sasuke had turned around, he would have seen that Naruto had done nothing wrong, and that it was all a big mistake, just an innocent mistake.
'But he didn't.'
Instead, Sasuke had left Naruto alone in the dark space between two of the university buildings, with a crumpled up shirt that didn't seem like the ironed one he'd worn this morning. Man, first he tripped outside an elementary school and now Sasuke was angry at him; definitely not a good start to his university life. But everything hadn't been bad, after all he had met Iruka-sensei, someone who seemed really kind, not to mention had received some tasty hot chocolate. He'd gotten over most of the awkwardness on his first day, not a lot but just the basics, and had made note of important things like hallways and schedule so he didn't screw up twice. So who cares if Sasuke blamed him for doing absolutely nothing? That bastard could shove it up his ass, yeah! 'Today is a good day!'
With the positive thought lodged into his head, Naruto noticed that the students voices [the ones that had been close by] seemed to have gotten closer. On second thought, they were closer, two people, both guys just holding a conversation. Trying to straighten his shirt out, the blond A.I. left the darkness of the alleyway, blinking slightly at the bright sunlight that hit him as soon as he exited the coolness of the shade, the student's heads whipping up at the sudden intrusion - although Naruto was doing anything but intruding.
"Oi, your that new kid aren't ya'?" On hearing the voice, Naruto looked up, knowing that he was being addressed. The voice belonged to the person he had sat next to on the first class, the one with the strange fang tattoo's. The guy next to him was the guy who had been sleeping, the one with the really lazy expression, although now even he seemed to be slightly interested in Naruto. Feeling both their eyes bore into him, he nervously laughed, scratching the back of his head which basically answered their question. They came up to him, the one with the hoody grinning widely while the other just smiled, looking slightly sympathetic.
"Wha, so that damn Uchiha was grilling ya, wasn't he? Stuck up bastard, likes to bully the new kids all the time." 'Uchiha?' His face must have looked confused, because the hoody-tattoo's sighed and grabbed Naruto by the shoulders, whirling him to the right, pointing at a person's back. Sasuke. He liked to bully new kids? That wasn't something Naruto had expected, all he was doing to him back there was… Was… Shouting at him… 'I see…'
"I'm Kiba and this lazy bastard here's Shikamaru."
The 'lazy bastard' in question punched Kiba playfully, holding up a hand in greeting to Naruto. They both looked at him expectantly, waiting for him to say his name, though Naruto couldn't fathom for the life of him why they would. Kakashi-sensei [the name of the weird silver haired guy] had practically told everyone his name. "U-Uzumaki Naruto…"
On hearing his name, they both grinned loudly, Kiba wrapping an arm around Naruto's shoulder, steering him to a table where some of the other teens he'd seen in the attendance class sat, Shikamaru following. Kiba was talking loudly, explaining things about the school and how all the weird-named kids needed to stick together against the evil that was the Uchiha's - Shikamaru spoke up reminding Kiba about the 'Hyuuga's [Naruto figured it to be a surname like Uchiha], and soon after they reached the table, where Naruto was able to see that the occupants of the table.
There was the fat guy, the girl with the pale blond hair [pretty damn long hair too], a guy with sunglasses and a jacket hiding most of his face, another with a weird bowl-like hair cut as well as weird eyebrows, the girl with pretty short brunette hair and the other girl that had clear eyes that almost seemed blind. They all got introduced to Naruto, so he was now able to put a name to their faces, which went in according of appearance; Chouji, Ino, Shino, Lee, Tenten and Hinata. Yeah, they all pretty much had weird names. The boy named Kiba loudly introduced Naruto to the group, they all waved and talked and asked questions, "Where you from?" "Here with your family?" "What are you studying here?" "What do you think of this place so far?" and a "Where did you buy that hair colour from?" from Ino, which really threw the blond boy off track.
Sitting on the table surrounded by new faces and new voices felt dizzying, exhilarating, warm, and he took a deep breath before answering each question to the best of his ability. "I'm from Tokyo, kinda sharing an apartment with a friend. I guess I'll be studying Medicine, and so far this place is really nice." As for the last question, he took a break to look at his hair, pulling a lock down into his view and scrutinizing it slightly. The rest of the teens watched him, curious as to why he was looking so intently at his own hair, Ino watching with a slight frown on her face [she was only there to cheat some answers of Shikamaru], and after a couple of minutes passed the blonde boy looked up and gave a sheepish grin.
"Gomen, but this is my natural colour."
The answer had Tenten laughing, Ino gaping and the others shocked, only Shino seemed to not be all too bothered by it at all. It was pretty obvious that they had thought his hair colour had been fake, just a result of some professional dye, Minato-san had informed Naruto that he would be getting a lot of that for both his hair and eye colour [Minato got a lot of that for his hair]. Still, the conversation flowed smoothly from one topic to another, with only a minimal of stuttering and stupid answers/questions from Naruto [who was quickly adapting to socialising]. Ino, after getting what she had come from, had left the group unceremoniously, accompanied with a lot of backbiting from Kiba, who got reprimanded by Shino in one word "Enough" - apparently Ino was part of the fan girl group of Sasuke's, co headed by her and the pink haired girl Naruto had seen before, named Sakura. True enough, a glance towards Ino's direction showed her with a group of girls closing in on the table that Sasuke sat, the pale-blond haired girl accompanied in the front lines by Sakura.
Feeling warm and fuzzy from his new experience, the rest of the day whizzed by pleasantly, a couple of strange awkward moments with the home-room professor, Kakashi-sensei, but nothing else happening. Despite everything having been good, there was still the underlying problem with Sasuke, and Naruto was feeling determined to not let it fester in silence, so at the present time he was making his way to the parking lot where he knew Sasuke would be heading to drive his car home. The A.I. stopped suddenly on seeing a pink head bobbing up and down next to Sasuke's car, on closer look seeing that it was Sakura talking to a leaning Sasuke, who was pretty much giving her the death glares Naruto had seen him give Minato-san back at the apartment. Again, what Sasuke had said in the early morning resounded in the young boy's head; 'we should pretend to not know each other' so it was obvious he couldn't just go and talk to Sasuke with an eye-witness present. With that in mind, he kept his distance, not really hiding but not standing out too much too, making off handed notes like "Sakura-san looks really pretty." and "Sasuke looks like he wants to kill her…" along with his mental voice adding in "I don't blame that dumb bitch slutting over him~" which almost caused Naruto to choke on nothing but air.
The conversation between Sakura and Sasuke ended pretty quickly, what with only one party talking, the former taking her defeat positively and waving energetically to her love before walking off, heading in Naruto's direction. Once she noticed him, he smiled brightly, a polite smile, receiving another polite, small, smile from her, though she continued to walk past him, leaving Naruto with a stronger will to deal with Sasuke, who had just opened up the passenger seat to place his bag there.
With the open opportunity of the empty parking lot, Naruto walked briskly towards the obsidian eyed male, said male looking up on hearing footsteps heading his way. As soon as he saw the tan skin, the blue eyes and the blonde hair, a look of panic flashed across his eyes, suddenly grabbing the boy who was just about to speak by the shoulder and flinging him onto the passenger seat, a look to left and right confirming that nobody had noticed.
Sasuke sighed deeply, his brow furrowing up into a brow, and then turned to Naruto, choking slightly as he saw the cerulean eyes watering up, the A.I.'s face twisted into childish sadness. Immediately, a string of sentences had shot across his brain on the moment he saw Naruto, sentences like ['I should have never accepted this' 'I'll kill that bastard Itachi' 'NONE OF THIS WILL WORK!' ] making it pretty obvious that the patience that had been instilled into him by the existence of his Uchiha blood was running thin.
"Sasuke! I-I'm not sure why you're angry at me, or what I d-did wrong, but please forgive me!" 'Huh?' "I know that I'm probably really troublesome and- and- annoying, but… But…" 'Is he going to cry!?' "PLEASE LET ME COME HOME WITH YOU!"
'…' This was Uchiha Sasuke, Uchiha Sasuke, Uchiha Sasuke, the heir to the Uchiha Company come the death of Itachi [or retirement, most probably death], this was Uchiha Sasuke. He didn't have time to be teaching this child-like android how to be a human, he didn't have time to be playing around with this android, nor feeling anything for this thing. So with that in mind, why was Sasuke, oh yes, Sasuke, feeling guilty? At least, that was what he figured the feeling to be, all he could say was that it was as if there was a slight weight in his stomach, a bad taste in his mouth, a slight heavy tug at his heart every time it beat. Yeah… So he had been pretty bad today, especially how he had grilled the poor A.I. at break, and then leaving him alone to deal with the first day of being in a human-filled environment had probably been scary for him, but…
He was a damn Uchiha!
"… Yeah… Sure, hurry up and sit properly, and… Don't cry dobe..." Despite the tears that were still lodged in the cerulean eyes, the teen smiled brightly, relief exuding from his body as he placed his bag in the back passenger seats, removing Sasuke's bag from underneath his butt and putting it behind too. Sasuke circled the car, getting into the driver seat as Naruto put on the seat belt, his smile not as large as it usually was and his eyes still watery. The car slowly pulled away at first, backing up out of the parking slot it had once occupied, then chugged into a forward drive out of the university, disappearing as it turned smoothly into a turn.
And far away, a pair of clear, almost blind-like eyes watched carefully, face blank but with an apparent amusement underlying the almost invisible smirk. The long, black hair swished slightly as the figure turned away, a small spring in his steps. 'Today wasn't a complete waste, after all…'
Next Time;; [Chapter Six] Garnet eyes inspected obsidian ones, a dangerous glint in the former, a wary glint in the latter. Sasuke winced slightly as the hands strengthened their grip on his shoulders, the nails protruding into his skin through his shirt. The holder of the Garnet eyes cocked his head slightly on noticing the wince, his hands alternating between strong and weak, a small smirk beginning to stretch itself across the tanned face. In one smooth motion, Sasuke's black t-shirt was ripped apart, thrown hazardously to the side, both hands returning to the pale teen's shoulders gripping them with an iron force until Sasuke gritted his teeth, pain visibly etched onto his face. With sadistic pleasure blatantly apparent, the hands suddenly moved, one lone finger with sharp nails outlining a large spiral on Sasuke's stomach, beads the colour of ruby, dark contrasts against the even-more-paler-then-usual skin, trailing after the nail in a taboo marking.
The obsidian eyes were dazed by the beauty of the Garnet's, transfixed, unable to look away. If something didn't change soon, if Sasuke didn't grab a hold of things soon… What exactly would happen…?
Hnn... SORRY FOR THE WAIT! School just started up for me, and while that really isn't an excuse, writer's block is, and the fact that I completely forgot where the /main/ plot of this story was going. And I mean forgot, nadda, gone, zilch. With that in mind, I still don't know what the main plot was, but I can tell you now, in whatever that plot was, this chapter was not in there - that and I've just come up with another plot, which has a lot of wholes but can all be explained with the fact that this is anime/manga. Shit happens. Personally said, I love the beginning off the chapter. XD
So, wuv you all, hate sand, and love reviews! And you're all going to especially love chapter six. 3
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