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Chapter 3: The' Perks' of Being a Social Leper
Is crossing paths with a black-haired teme the same as crossing paths with a black-haired cat? Because I'm really starting to think so. Everything had just sucked tonight. After running into Sasuke, of course. After calling Iruka, the guy working at 7-11 had kicked me out saying he didn't want "any scummy little brats doing that kind of stuff here". Indignation had boiled inside, I had been doing nothing to deserve such treatment, for only a moment before it deflated and I just walked out without a word. I was honestly just done. I wanted to go home and sleep until next year.
I leaned my head back against the glass window of 7-11 and closed my eyes. Iruka should be here any minute, and I know I should be looking for him, but I just can't move right now. A pulsating pain in my head was all I could register. It wasn't a headache from illness or anything like that, but one from all the emotions swirling around in my head. Mainly frustration. At myself. Why had I ran away and thrown such a…tantrum (I winced at the harshly accurate word)? Sasuke is a bastard that uses people and an hour ago that's what he had wanted from me. He probably thought I looked attractive enough to suffice for the night's activities. And I knew, know, that Sasuke treats people like that. Hell I've known about his reputation since before we went to school started going to school together a month ago. I got pissed because I'm not some slut. I'm not some chick that'll drool all over him and jump at the chance to get used and thrown away. Sure, half the girls had some idiotic notion that he would change for them, but I'm pretty confident the other half got with him because they just wanted to touch him, even if was just to satisfy him. I'm not some moron with such notions though. And I'm insulted that he thought that. Well, he thought wrong! God, I really hope that punch hurts like hell.
"Naruto!" Startled, I jumped from my spot outside 7-11. Iruka was waving to me from his silver SUV. I ran over, threw the door open, and jumped in.
"Are you ok?" Iruka's face was etched with worry and I couldn't help smiling. Iruka was such a mom. But that was totally a good thing. I nodded my head. "Are you sure?" I nodded my head. "Really?" Still nodding. "Are you on something?" Still nod-wait. I shook my head fiercely from side to side.
"No!" I exclaimed. A sigh and then, "Good."
We made our way home silently. "Do you want to talk about it?" was asked once, but after it was shot down, silence once more reigned. When we got home, I booked it to my room. Iruka was an awesome parent but I really didn't want to talk right now.
At school on Monday, if I see that big-headed prick he's getting a glare and the finger. He'll be all like, "Oh but Naruto you should feel honored I wanted to use you for a quick hook up". And I'll be all like, "Well you should feel honored that I punched you teme! Cuz you needed someone to knock you down a notch!". And he'll be all speechless because of my awesomeness.
Shit. If only things would turn out as awesome as my imagination.
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"I present to you, Naruto, the one who ditched us at the party" said Kiba, with a hand flourish, as we got out of the truck to meet the waiting Shika, Gaara, and Temari in the school parking lot. We began making our way into the school, all of my friends eyeing me strangely.
"What the hell happened to you on Friday?" Gaara demanded. I sighed. 'Well I lip locked with the most popular guy and biggest player in the school and loved it, but then I came to my senses and punched the arrogant bastard in the face.' Haha. Yeah right. That's out of the question.
"Hehe…sorry?" They looked pretty unsatisfied with that response. Temari was eyeing me which couldn't be good.
"Did it have something to do with you dancing with Sasuke at the party?" Temari questioned suspiciously.
"…." Shinlofangloflufodackils! Excuse me while I get my jaw from the ground where it just dropped to.
"Nani?!" Kiba, Gaara, and Shikamaru exclaimed at the same time.
"What?" My voice came out squeaky and raspy.
"Uchiha?" Kiba asked stupidly.
"That would be the only one I know of." Shikamaru replied dryly.
"Shut up!" Kiba said, cheeks flaming red in embarrassment.
I picked up my pace. Physics, my first period class, was so close. If I could just make it, I could talk to Kurenai-sensei until class officially started. (I could ask questions about her baby which caused her to get all nice and emotional…weird).
"Wait, Naruto!" Temari grabbed my elbow and jerked me back.
"Just tell-" Kiba began but stopped when a loud, obnoxious laugh rang out.
We all turned toward the sound which came from a little farther down the hallway.
"Oh shit! Sasuke!" A bleach-blonde haired boy I recognized as Suigetsu, one of Sasuke's friends, said loudly before erupting in another howling fit of laughter. My interest piqued as I saw Sasuke, his back toward me, punch the lockers next to Suigetsu, effectively shutting him up.
"Shut up!" He growled. My entire group had subconsciously stepped closer, sensing something exciting.
"Chill out Sasuke. And Suigetsu, shut up." Neiji, the third boy by them, said to the two. When Sasuke turned to reply to him, his face also turned in our direction.
"Bwahaha!" Kiba barked out a harsh laugh. Sasuke wiped his head toward us, a menacing scowl on his face. My mouth fell into a small 'o'. Under his right eye was a purple and black bruise. The discoloration contrasted his pale skin, making the bruise stand out even more. Sasuke's gaze narrowed on Kiba, who quickly clammed up. His eyes roamed over my friends, glaring at them and daring them to laugh or say something. And then his gaze fell on me. His scowl twisted with fury. And then it hit me. I had done this to Sasuke, when I punched him at the party. My parted lips pressed together and a smirk formed on my lips. (which went against all my self-preservation instincts)
This was too good. There was some retribution yet. I wonder if his nose had swelled and been all bloody. I bet his face the next day looked awful, probably the first time in the teme's life. Maybe he had walked back through the party with blood gushing down his face.
My ponderings on the damage to Sasuke's face came to a standstill when the angry raven started heading for me. My smirk fell in an instant. My self-preservation instincts were starting to kick in by screaming RUN.
"Oh crap…" I muttered. Sasuke face twisted into a malicious smirk. I could practically see the evil intent lurking behind those dark eyes. Apparently there were some hard feelings…
Bringggg. ….and saved by the bell. I scurried around Sasuke, giving him a wide berth in case he tried anything funny, and sprinted into my classroom, collapsing in my desk when I got there. Kiba came in almost immediately after. He rushed to the seat next to mine, a grin plastered on his face. "Did you do that to Uchiha?" I looked at him and grinned back. We bumped fists, sharing a look of how awesome we thought it was. Yes I was most likely going to get my ass kicked, and become a social outcast (oh wait I'm already there)…then maybe hated leper would be the right word.
(After first and second periods)
Hated leper would definitely be the right word. I was getting glares from everyone and when I say everyone I mean EVERYONE. Heck I had gotten a couple glares from teachers. A couple people had also 'accidently' tripped me (so far I had been tripped 15 times!). I was currently walking through the hallway with my gaze fixed straight ahead. I could feel the glares, like needles, pricking me all over. I don't even understand why everyone is so worked up over something that didn't even involve them. I mean I can kind of understand if the bastard was angry because I honestly didn't have to punch him. I could have just pushed him away. But I'm pretty sure that punch was a long time coming so I didn't feel bad in the least.
"I don't understand why everyone else has their panties in a twist. I didn't do anything to them!" I hiss-whispered to Temari who, the brave kindred soul that she is, was facing the storm with me as I walked to our next class.
"Well some of them hate you for rejecting someone they worship, some are jealous of you for getting a chance with him, others hate you for punching him. I'm pretty sure some already hated you since you aren't some prep. Also it's basically like committing social suicide to befriend you now. Should I go on?"
I hung my head and muttered a 'no'. That was enough honest brutality for today, thank you.
"Come on let's get to class. It's history class so let's just sit in the back like always and space out" Temari said as she grabbed my arm and hurried us through the hallway, then sat us in the back corner of history class. I sat in my chair and looked into my lap, not wanting to look up at all the unfriendly eyes on me.
"Ignore them, Naruto." Temari said softly. I looked up and she gave me a quick smile before giving everyone in the room so far a hard glare. The sensation of being pricked with several mean looks subsided and I sighed in relief. A light chatter filled them room everyone returned to their previous discussions.
"So want to go to the rave this weekend with Gaara, Kiba and me?" Temari asked as she pulled out her history folder.
"Definitely! Wait why won't Shika be going?" I turned my body in my desk so that I was facing Temari. She pulled out the homework packet before responding.
"After the party Friday he went home drunk off his ass and reeked of smoke. His mom was still up and was very 'troublesome' as he put it. Luckily he wasn't hopped up on anything otherwise he'd be grounded for more than just a week." Oh that blows. Shikamaru's mom was really scary.
"Oh, poor Shikamaru." I said as I pulled out my wrinkled mess that was my homework and set it on my desk. Hey at least I did it for once. And man did it take forever. It will be a while before I do homework for this class again.
"Yeah. Anyways the rave is Friday night."
"Oka-…" The words died in mouth when I realized it was deathly quiet in the room and I had been the only one talking.
"Naruto, just keep looking at me. Ignore him." Temari said in a hard voice. Ignore who? Well now I have to look. So I did. I turned in my desk to see a person who I'm pretty sure I could now pick out of a crowd anywhere. And, oh joy, here he comes. Panic and something else bubbled in my stomach as he walked closer to me. His eyes were locked on my own and he was wearing that intimidatingly smug smirk.
"Idiot." I heard Temari mutter.
Sasuke just kept walking until he was in the seat in front of me. The bell rang and all the kids in the class turned their attention to the teacher. He started talking about stuff that sounded completely foreign to me. And then of course the PowerPoint started, like every day so that the class could take notes until their hands cramped so much they felt like they would fall off. I was focused on the dark head of hair in front of me. It looked really soft…
Suddenly Sasuke turned around and his eyes bore into my own. I gulped as his eyes narrowed.
"Watch your back, Dobe." His voice was cold, much colder than the emotionless voice that he used on Friday. A pale hand skimmed the sprite bottle standing on my desk before knocking it to the ground
"Hey Teme!" I exclaimed. My voice carried throughout the next to silent room, but I didn't care. I was pissed. I could handle the glares from everyone but I wasn't going to let the bastard bully me.
I bent over and picked up the bottle from the ground. When I looked back up Sasuke was turned around, once more facing forward, but the teacher was quickly heading my way.
"Naruto Uzumaki! Why are you using that kind of language and interrupting my class?!"
"I-what? But wait- he-he-" I spluttered trying to form words through my anger and embarrassment.
"On second thought I don't want to hear it. And where is your homework that we are discussing right now?" I scowled at the teacher.
I gestured to my desk. "Right he-", I stopped when my gaze met an empty desk top except for a soda bottle and a pencil.
"Wait. My homework was just here!" Where did it go? I know I took it out! And I actually did the homework this time. I pulled my battered backpack into my lap and frantically searched for my homework packet, but came up with nothing.
"Sure. You get a zero." With that said the teacher made his way back to the front of the class. Snickers erupted in the classroom.
"But Mr. Mark! I did the homework! Just give me a second." I looked at Mr. Mark, but got no reply.
"Wait but you don't even take homework for points! And I know I just had it!"
"Well I am today. Everyone gets full credit except Uzumaki." He announced as he went to his computer. That wasn't even fair! He had caught me and many others without the homework before and never done anything.
"That's not fair." Temari growled from beside me, voicing my own thoughts.
"Would you like a detention miss Akasuna?" The teacher looked up and eyed her.
"Temari," I said quietly and put a hand on her forearm, "please don't." Temari looked at me then grumbled under her breath but said no more.
The rest of class moved by at a snail's pace. I continued looking for my homework but came up with nothing. After twenty minutes of looking I gave up and just laid my head on the table and rested. When the bell rang signaling the end of class I couldn't have been more relieved. I quickly got up and slung my bag around my shoulder. Temari hurried behind me, both of us the first out the door.
"I'm sorry. He's an asshole, I'm sure he can't do that." Temari said as we got out and made our way down the hall.
"Whatever. I don't want to talk about it." I muttered.
"Okay…I'll cya later." She then made her way to the left while I continued straight, to my next class. The hallway was relatively empty so I enjoyed my time not being drowned in glares. I jumped when a hand grabbed my wrist and spun my around. Black eyes and a smirk met my gaze.
"Here Dobe, you dropped this." It took me a moment to register what he said because I was preoccupied with warm tingling sensation of his hand on my wrist. I looked at his other hand which held some papers. I reached with my free hand and grabbed it, turning it towards me so I could see what they were.
"What?!" I burst out when I recognized the papers. Anger coursed through me and I glared at Sasuke, eyes blazing. "You took my homework, Teme!?" That's where my history homework went! He probably took it when I reached down to get my Sprite bottle! I tried to pull hand from his grip but it wouldn't budge so I drew my other hand back ready to give Sasuke a bruise so that his eyes matched. His eyes narrowed and my fist was grabbed in a painfully tight grip before it could do anything. Sasuke's body pressed against mine and I struggled to pull back.
"Get off!" I huffed. His chest was against mine and our faces were close, too close for my comfort. I could feel a slight blush cover my cheeks at our proximity. Then he started leaning in. The whole scene was looking a little too much like Friday. I really starting squirming then. Sasuke gave an annoyed grunt and squeezed my wrists even tighter. The increase in pain caused my body to halt. "Stop squirming," his hard voice commanded. Then he leaned in again and I squeezed my eyes shut. Butterflies danced in the pit of my stomach as a soft, cool cheek pressed against my own. Then a pair of lips pressed against my temple. Next they pressed against my cheek, making their way toward my mouth, which hung open, ragged breathes passing between my lips. There was a slight pause after he kissed the corner of my mouth before his lips descended on my own. It was hard and forceful, nothing like the pecks against my face or the slower one from before. His lips pushed against mine with such a force, I'm sure I would have stumbled backwards if he hadn't of just grabbed the base of my neck. Both my wrists were held in one of his hands as he ravaged my lips. A jab against my own lips told me he was trying to deepen it. While I was quickly falling, some part of me knew not to open my lips so I pressed them tighter together. He gave an annoyed grunt and pinched the back of my neck causing me to open my mouth in shock and slight pain. He took the opportunity and slipped is tongue in. He harshly rubbed it against mine, eliciting a small moan which caused both our eyes to open in shock. I wrenched my hands from his, which had loosened in his surprised state. His smirk was there again in an instant. I looked up at him, wanting to run, but out of breath from the kiss. Suddenly he started chuckling, a cold, mocking chuckle. With lightning speed he reached out and cupped my cheek in his hand. I went to pull away but his nails bit into the side of my jaw when I started to move. I looked up at him.
"So beautiful," he spoke. Normally such words would make me blush but they were said with coldness, not as a caring compliment. "And so easy, dobe." I pulled away and this time he let me, his smirk widening into something cruel. He turned and started walking off. I did the same. I heard his footsteps pause a few seconds later, but I was kept walking, not turning back.
I don't know what I looked like but the moment Kiba saw me when I entered the locker room for gym, he grabbed his bag and came up to me. "Come on. Let's ditch today." He said and I nodded and turned, both of us walking to our spot behind the gym.
"I'll give him a bruise for you!" Kiba snarled in anger as I finished informing him of earlier.
"No. I'll get back at him somehow." I muttered darkly, thoughts of revenge swirling in my head.
"And Naruto," I looked up at Kiba whose voice was no longer filled with anger but sincerity, "You're not easy. You pretty much fought the guy the entire time. So what if he got one small noise. He's kissed over half the school so if he can't do that much after all that experience (the word was said with absolute disgust) then that would be pretty pathetic. So don't believe him for a second that you're easy because that's the last thing you are." Overcome with happiness, I pulled Kiba into a hug. He quickly pushed me off but smiled at me the whole time.
"I mean ,hey, Gaara is completely asocial and nonsexual, and he's still got more experience than your innocent body." He laughed and I smiled brightly but still cuffed him in the shoulder for the innocent comment. No need to speak of it. He was right though. I had only ever been with (as in kiss) three guys, including Sasuke-teme. I didn't like just hooking up with people, it just seemed wrong to me. Okay we are not going to get into the morals discussion. Yeah, yeah, I know I drink occasionally, have done some drugs, and hang out with people that do the same, but the hooking up with lots of people for a fun night was just something that never sat well with me.
The bell rang signaling the end of Kiba and I's ditching. We were definitely not gonna miss lunch.
How Shikamaru, Temari, Gaara, Kiba, and I all got the same lunch is beyond me but it was so totally awesome. We all piled into Temari's car and went to Max's (a local hotdog and hamburger joint that we frequented). Technically only seniors were allowed to leave for lunch but we did every Monday and Wednesday ever since sophomore year. Kiba used the car ride there to fill in the others as we drove to Max's. Gaara looked like he wanted to cut Sasuke-teme's head off and feed it to the dogs.
"So Kankuro hooked us up with some fake ids in case we need them to get into the rave, but I doubt we will." Temari said as she shoved another French fry in her mouth. We were squished in a booth in the corner of Max's, all eating our own greasy entrée. Max's was good, but it couldn't compare to Ichiruka's which served ramen, the best food in the world. No one would go there with me anymore though, because apparently I 'wore them out' because I made them go there so much in the past. Pssh, you can never get sick of ramen!
Sixth and seventh period went smoothly. Kiba and Gaara were both in sixth period Algebra II with me and Gaara had study hall during seventh with me. He and I were currently making our way to my last period of the day, English.
"Would you walk a little faster!" Gaara snapped from in front of me. I shot him a puppy dog look and continued my slow pace. See, I may have forgotten about Sasuke being in my history and gym class but I knew he was in my English class, and I was in no hurry to go there. Gaara was walking me to last period like always but he still had to get to his last period class, History, so he was slightly rushed.
Gaara huffed and slowed his pace down a bit. We chatted aimlessly until the hallway filled with music, signaling that all students had one minute to get to their classes before the bell rang. Gaara ran off before we even reached my room. I had been walking so slowly that Gaara didn't even have time to see me to the classroom door, which totally sucks because it's a blast pestering him for a goodbye hug in front of everyone. He gets so mad! (It's so funny!)
"Hey, hold up." Someone grabbed my arm, and I whirled around ready to knock Sasuke's teeth out.
"What the fuck do you want, Sasu-" I stopped looking at the really huge carrot top holding my arm. Eep! I snapped my mouth shut. This guy was as big as a fricken building, he should really go out for the football team.
"You're staying here." He said, his voice rough but calm. I choked on my spit ever so elegantly.
"E-Excuse me?!" I stared at this incredulously. Was I missing something?
"Um I'm sorry buddy but I have to get to class." I said, trying to keep my voice from showing how intimidated I was by a guy who looked like he could and would eat little children. I looked over at my classroom as the last few stragglers rushed in, trying not to be late.
"Sorry but I was told to make sure you don't get to class on time." He sounded pretty sincere and actually a bit sorry (or that could just be my imagination…it is slightly overactive). And then the bell rang. Shit!
"Okay let me go now!" I snapped, wriggling around to get free. I was definitely scared of this guy but if Kakashi-sense decided to give me a detention for tomorrow (since I already have one after school today) then there was no way Iruka would let me go to the rave on Friday, especially after getting 3 detentions last week. And I wanted to go to the rave!
"You're staying here for a bit longer." Carrot top replied. Yeah right. Like hell, I'm staying!
"You have two seconds before I start screaming rape. Got it dude." I grit out darkly. Carrot top's eyes widened and he looked pretty freaked out. Well he should, because I am not bluffing.
"One…Two…Three…Okay, RA-" His hands dropped of me and he bolted. I grinned wickedly before running to my classroom and throwing open the door. I sighted an open desk and hurried to it, whilst checking the classroom. I sat down and heaved a sigh of relief at the fact that Kakashi-sensei was late today. I glared at the dark eyes scowling at me from the front of the room. That's right bastard, you're little lackey bolted and I'm not in trouble. Because of my victory I stuck my tongue out at him and turned away. (Maturity has not always been my strong suit…)
Kakashi-sensei strutted in a few seconds later. "Sorry I'm late, I was helping an old lady cross the road." Yeah right, Kakashi-sensei was almost always late and had the worst, most unbelievable excuses.
"Excuse me, Kakashi-sensei." A preppy, annoying voice said. I rolled my head to the side seeing Sakura with her hand straight up in the air.
"Yes, Sakura?" Kakashi set down his bag and sat on his stool behind a behind a podium in front of class. He rested his head on his hand and looked at Sakura. I snickered softly at how indifferent and slightly annoyed he seemed with Psycho Bitch.
"Naruto was late for class." What?! The pinkette turned around and gave me snobbish sneer. My hands balled into fists and I looked between her and Kakashi-sensei who regarded her for a moment in silence and then looked at me.
"Well, thank you…for the information. Moving on, we will work on rhetorical analysis essays today."
I smirked and I glanced at Psycho Bitch to see her jaw drop.
"B-But Kakashi-sensei, aren't you going to punish him or something?" She demanded in a high, whiney voice.
"No. That would be hypocritical. Now I would like to move onto today's lesson if that's alright with you?" Kakashi raised one silver eyebrow at Sakura, who flushed red in embarrassment.
"Hai." She mumbled.
"Good."
Kakashi-sensei is awesome. He is seriously the coolest teacher in the school. But English sucks. It's my worst class and I suck at it. So unfortunately while I loved him, I hated his class. I didn't even have any friends in the class, which made it even worse. At least I knew Kakashi-sensei wouldn't let Sasuke screw me over as long as he was in class. Another problem with this class the fact the Kakashi missed so much class. He showed up late most of the time and then left early. Thank goodness this wasn't one of those days but I was just waiting (fearfully) for one of those days. Ugh!
I spaced out most of the class so when the bell rang I jumped a little.
"Naruto, can I talk to you for a second?" Kakashi called as I got up from my desk. For some reason when he said that I immediately sought out Sasuke's eyes to see his reaction. When I found him, he was staring at me, expressionless, but when he noticed my gaze he gave me a condescending smirk. It was like I was waiting for that response to get going and react to Kakashi. I glared at Sasuke and made my way to Kakashi's desk.
"Your grades are pretty poor." He said looking at me with the one eye that wasn't covered by his silver hair. I scratched the back of my head and mumbled a "I know, sorry", not really sure how to respond. I just didn't understand this stuff.
"I'm going to assign you a tutor. Okay?" I nodded. Maybe a tutor wouldn't be so bad. I needed as much help as I could get in this class.
"Okay. See you tomorrow." We waved to each other and I left the class. I stepped out of the class and immediately caught the heavy tension in the air. Next to the door was Kiba and Gaara, both of whom were exchanging deadly glares with a certain raven across the hallway. Sasuke saw me first and immediately halted his looks to the other two in favor of smirking at me and giving me a glance over (from head to toe). The look kind of made me feel like a piece of meat being appraised. Kiba and Gaara joined me and Gaara grabbed my head and started dragging me away. Half way down the hall I spared a glance back to see a scowling Uchiha still looking at us.
"Are you sure you don't need me to stay or some pick you up after detention?" Kiba asked for the fourth time.
"Yes, I'm sure. Thanks, though. But don't forget to pick me up tomorrow morning!"
"Obviously, dumbass," Kiba chuckled and waved before heading to his car, as I turned and headed for the gym. Since this was my tenth time ditching gym since school started, according to Gai sensei, I had to do the gym workout after school. He's a weirdo if I ever saw one.
By the time I as done with my fifteen laps around the track, I was a sweaty mess. I hopped in the shower quickly, eager to get home. I didn't bother drying my hair, instead letting it stick to my face and neck, and slipped into a white t-shirt and gray sweatpants and my orange Nikes before running to the parking lot to call Iruka for a ride home. It was so annoying that there was practically no cell phone service on the school grounds aside the edges of campus. When I got to the parking lot I saw none other than the teme and the carrot top conversing. Or more like Sasuke talking and carrot top cowering, which was kind of funny considering how much bigger carrot top was. Carrot top looked pretty scared and sad. I sighed and started walking toward them. Damn, I was just too nice of a guy. I didn't want to see the guy get yelled at by Sasuke. He was, after all, probably getting yelled at because he didn't hold me in the hallway longer. I could hear Sasuke berating him for letting me go to class so early. A little part of me wanted to talk to Sasuke too….God what is wrong with me?
"Sasuke-teme." I said with none of my usual anger. I was pretty tired and not in the mood to fight or be sexually harassed. Sasuke turned to me in surprise and watched me as I came closer and stopped between him and carrot top.
"Leave him alone. I forced him to let me go, so just be mad at me. Okay?" If carrot top and Sasuke didn't look surprised before they definitely did now.
"Dobe. Stay out of this." Sasuke replied coldly after a moment's pause. HE returned his glare, full force to carrot top who flinched.
Now I remembered perfectly well how mean Sasuke was to me earlier. He got me in trouble, mocked me, insulted me, forced himself on me and my day completely suck. So I'm not sure why, but moved closer to him. I reached out a hand (and a wrist that was bruised from his grip earlier) and laid it on his forearm. His glare immediately left and he looked at me with confusion. I kept my hand in place and looked at carrot top.
"You can leave." Said kindly so as to not scare the skittish giant even more. Damn Sasuke must be a really scary person to be able to make a fricken giant look at him like that. Carrot top's brown eyes glanced nervously at Sasuke and then back at me before turning and practically running to his car. I looked back at Sasuke once the other was out of sight and saw him looking intensely at me, though he made no move to grab me which is good because I probably would have flipped out. I returned his gaze and then removed my hand and walked away. My face was a mask of calm as I walked away, even though Sasuke could no longer see my face, but my heart was beating a mile a minute. And that really worried me, because I just couldn't have feeling for such a terrible person, especially one that I barely knew and treated me so badly just for the heck of it. That just couldn't happen. It is impossible…I hope.
Sasuke is such a prick! Poor Naruto! Btw I'm thinking of maybe putting some ItaDei in here. Let me know if you want that.
Okay the reviews need to get better. So how about bribery? If I get six reviews I'll update tomorrow or maybe even later today. If I get 5 I'll update in two days. If I get less than five it'll probably be another week. If I only get one or none then the story will…I don't know be put on hiatus..? SO REVIEW! And I hope you liked this chapter! If you have any questions or suggestions please let me know :)
P.S. I didn't proofread so excuse the grammatical errors.