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Chapter 9: Some Sexy Soccer and a New Sensei
I gave a lot of thought to skipping school today. I had it all planned out. I would go to Iruka in the morning clutching my stomach and plead to stay home since the pain in my stomach was so 'excruciating'. And Iruka would be all like 'oh my poor Naruto stay home and rest'. And I'd lie on the couch all day and eat ramen and watch tv and most importantly I wouldn't have to face Sasuke. Frankly I have no idea what's going on between us. Enemies with benefits maybe?...Wow, never thought I'd think that about myself and another person. Anyways I decided it was totally pussyish to skip out on school just to avoid a guy, especially Sasuke at that. Since when did I start making plans and decisions revolving around him? Shit, never mind, I don't think I want to know the answer. And it's all his fault I couldn't eat the raspberry jello that Iruka made this weekend. I looked at it and all I could think of was how I felt all jello-y when he was kissing me, thus causing me to turn the color of said jello and slam the refrigerator door shut, unable to look the gelatinous snack any longer.
A honk sounded from outside my house, the signal that Kiba was waiting in my driveway to drive us to school.
"Goodbye mother dearest!" I shouted to Iruka, who made an exasperated sound from the kitchen. I grinned, grabbed my bag, and ran out of the house.
"Hey, Naru" Kiba greeted me as I jumped into his truck. "Sup, Kibs" I returned as he pulled out of the driveway.
"You know how there isn't any school on Friday?" Kiba asked. Uh, no, no I didn't. "Nope."
"Of course. Anyways Hinata…kind of invited me to her house because she's having a party with her cousin." Kiba said shyly.
"What?! That's great! How'd she ask you? Is it like a date?!" I looked at Kiba excitedly and he scratched the back of his head, chuckling awkwardly.
"Not exactly. She just kind of emailed me. Well it was a mass email and I was just on the long list of people."
"Oh well I'm sure she wants you there!" I reassured him. Wait a minute Kiba said there was a long list of people. I didn't get an email!...Then again I don't usual get invited to stuff, and neither does Kiba, or Gaara for that matter, and now that I think about Temari doesn't either. And Shikamaru used to get invited to things but he's so lazy he never went so no one invites him to stuff anymore. I think I may be seeing a trend here.
"So wanna go with me?" Kiba asked.
"Aw Kiba I didn't know you felt that way about me! I've got to say I'm a little surprised but hey I'm willing to give it a chance-OW! That hurt!" I exclaimed mid-sentence as Kiba punched me in the arm. I couldn't help but snicker at my joke though. I don't know why Kiba wasn't laughing. Sometimes I just think I'm the funniest damn person in the world!
"Suck it up. Shikamaru already said he was coming. I just want you guys there so I have some people to talk to. What if I was put on the invitee list by accident?" Oh Kiba.
"I'm sure you weren't put on the list by accident. And I'll totally go with you. Wingman Naruto all the way! Believe it!" I fist pumped but then hit the car ceiling. A loud thud sounded and I yelped, quickly bringing my hand down and cradling it.
"Watch it. If you break the car we're both screwed."
"Yeah, yeah dog-breath."
As we pulled into the parking lot, I slipped the hood of my orange zip up hoodie over my head. I gots to be all incognito, ya know? I slunk lower in my seat until I couldn't see anything outside the car. I felt Kiba turn and then park the truck. He got out off his side and I ever so carefully slid from my own seat and then shut the door. I slinked around to Kiba's side of the car, closer to the school.
"What are you doing?" Asked an annoyed Kiba.
"Epitomizing stealth."
"You're such a weirdo" Kiba muttered as we started making our way toward the large brick building that is Konoha High. I kept glancing out from under my hood, keeping a look out for anyone and everyone I didn't want to see.
Kiba snickered, and I shot him a dirty look. "Hiding from Sasuke's fan girls because you're afraid they'll maul you over when they find out about-"
"SHH!" I hissed, looking around frantically hoping no one overheard him.
"Or are you hiding from the Prince of douchebaggery?" Dang, Kiba I like that nickname. I'll have to use that on Sasuke, once I'm done hiding from him. Don't ask me why exactly I'm hiding from him because I'm not really sure. Mostly it's because I'm confused. And aggravated, yes, I'm also aggravated. I'm confused about what's going on with Sasuke and me. I'm also having a slight panic attack that I may like a little too much. And I'm aggravated about the situation, Sasuke liking me because frankly I don't get it (well if you can even call it 'liking' when it's more along the lines of temporary obsession I think) , and I'm just aggravated with myself for falling for Sasuke.
"Both." I quipped, causing Kiba to snicker again. I reached my locker and opened it grabbing a textbook before closing. I still couldn't look at my locker without picturing all the shit that fell out of it last week. Stupid teme.
When Kiba and I walked into Physics Temari, Gaara and Shikamaru could clearly be seen in the far back corner. There was a good barrier of empty desks between them and any other students who had arrived all already. We made our way over and sat in the desks in front of Shikamaru and Gaara. We spent all physics class catching Shikamaru up on Friday (of course leaving out the whole Sasuke thing) and then exchanged stories about our weekends.
Second period Spanish ended way too quickly. Now, I don't like Spanish in the least. I suck at it and I hate, though I suspect the latter may be attributed to the previous reason. So it was a shock when the bell rang signaling the end of the period and I hadn't even noticed the class started. And this may be because I was fretting, just a little bit, over how to best avoid Sasuke in history class without making it too obvious. Avoiding Sasuke sounds kind of familiar? Had I done this before?...Oh no I was ignoring his existence before. Silly me, those are totally different.
Naturally I slunk into history class ever so carefully. I crept toward the desk in the back that I usually sat in. Stealth. I am stealth. I am a ninja. I am a fucking bad-ass awesome ninja. You can't see me. You can't hear me. I'm like the wind. I-
"What the fuck are you doing?" Temari asked from behind me (which definitely didn't cause me to jump because ninja don't do that). I stomped my foot and walked to my desk, plopping down in it. Jeez way to ruin the moment, Temari.
Temari plugged her headphones into her ears and blasted some music (It sounded suspiciously like Breaking Benjamin) once she sat down and I watched the door. Not Sasuke. Not Sasuke. They aren't Sasuke either. Oh there's Psycho Bitch. I should pull a prank on her this week. Not Sasuke. Nope. Nope. Oh! Sasuke!
Right when I saw him come through the down, I felt my whole being light up. A rush of excitement washed over me. But then his onyx eyes looked straight at me and gave me one of the most withering glares I had ever received. My excitement shriveled up, took a one way ticket to a dark, black hole, and dove in. Sasuke's gaze stayed on me for only a second before he walked to his seat, sat down, and didn't look in my direction again. That hurt a bit more than I'd like to let on.
"Naruto, you ok? You looked like some kicked your puppy. If you had one." Temari whispered. I wish I had a puppy, a big, furry bear-like puppy that I could sick on Sasuke.
I muttered "yeah", and my oh so favorite teacher walked in and began his lesson. Not that I paid attention. My mind was drifting slightly. Why was Sasuke mad? Shouldn't he be happy that I finally gave in and kissed him? He wasn't such a prick that he was mad I wouldn't go to second base was he? Hmm…you know, he might be, but for some reason I get the feeling he isn't that bad of a guy.
…Holy crap! Where did these pro-Sasuke thoughts come from? Since when do I think he's a nice guy? Do I even have any evidence to base this off of?
I re-ran through everything that night. Hm what could have made him mad? I didn't mean to piss him off. Then again the dude had really quick temper. Oh, he could be mad about the fact that I left him without even saying goodbye. I kind of just ran off when he turned his back on me for a second. Hehe….shit.
I should apologize. I feel bad. The thought of apologizing to him makes me want to hurl though.
"Mr. Uzumaki!" I was startled from my deep train of thoughts by Mr. Mark was looking at me with a very red, angry face and a vein popping out on his forehead."Mr. Mark." I replied coolly, even though I was completely confused and embarrassed. Mr. Mark looks like he's going to blow a gasket.
"What did I just say?!" He demanded.
What I wanted to say: "Did you forget what you said or something? That's not good if you can't even remember what you said two seconds ago"
What I actually said: "I don't know"
Mr. Mark just smiled a smug little smirk and went back to teaching. I looked back at Sasuke, and found him watching me with a stoic expression. My initial reaction was to look away and blush but I forced myself to hold his gaze. It felt like I was staring into his midnight black eyes forever, completely lost in them, when Temari tapped my arm. A few seconds later the bell rang.
I hurriedly walked from the room. What the hell was I doing staring into Sasuke's eyes and getting lost in them like some love-sick teenage girl? I need to sort this feelings shit out. And soon.
"Naruto." Of fricken course. If the voice didn't give it away, the butterflies in my stomach definitely did. I stopped walking and turned around to see Sasuke strolling toward me. His intense gaze was almost enough to distract me from the murderous gaze of Psycho Bitch. Not going to lie, I briefly contemplated sticking my tongue at her to rub in the victory, but I refrained.
He stopped in front of me. "Walk with me to gym." He ordered. Please, I mentally added since he definitely wasn't going to. I followed him, nonetheless. We were still a bit of a ways away from the locker room when he stopped walking and turned toward me.
"Why did you leave on Friday?" He sounded annoyed, mad, and maybe a little anxious. The last observation was probably just my imagination.
"Uh, well, my friend was calling me and I had to, er, go because they were my ride." I replied, nervously shifting my eyes from Sasuke to the floor.
"Hn."
"I-I was nervous. I don't just kiss or make out with people like that at some random place if I'm not in a relationship, and it's not like I've been in a lot of relationships. I haven't." I realized I was babbling a little and cut myself off.
"Naruto!" I looked past Sasuke, to see Kiba waving at me and giving me a strange look. Sasuke looked annoyed.
"Hold on, I'll be right there." I called to him. He leaned against the wall and watched me and Sasuke. That's not weird or uncomfortable at all Kiba, thanks.
"What is your relationship with him?" Sasuke asked. I pulled my eyes off of Kiba (I was trying to tell him to go away through eye signals but it wasn't working).
"We are best friends." What a strange question.
"What about the redhead?" He asked in the same serious, stoic voice.
"We are best friends as well. Gaara and I have been friends since we were like 5."
"Hn."
"Would it kill you to respond with more than a syllable?" I asked slightly annoyed. It's like when you text someone a super long paragraph and put a ton of thought into it and they respond with something infuriating like 'k'.
Sasuke smirked at me for the first time all day and then leaned in close. I tensed as his warm breath hit my ear.
"I'm pleasantly surprised you know what a syllable is considering you're probably failing English." He taunted in low, smooth voice. Then he glided past me, leaving my mind trying to catch up with what he just said. Once it did catch up, I spun around. "Teme!" I shouted.
I stomped into the locker room, Kiba behind me, and changed clothes quickly. Kiba and I talked as we made our way into the gym.
"Alright class, gather around me and I'll explain our youthful, fun, invigorating activity today!" Several groans could be heard after this announcement, but everyone gathered around Gai.
"We will be playing soccer!" Sweet! I like soccer! "There will be two captains and they will be…let's see…Kiba and Sasuke! Now you boys will choose your teams. Take turns." Kiba and Sasuke made their way to stand by Gai.
"Kiba you pick first."
"Okay, Naruto!" Kiba exclaimed, pointing at me. "Woo!" I shouted and ran to Kiba's side.
"Suigetsu." I glanced over at Sasuke, wondering what it will be like playing against him.
"Shino"
"Neji" And so it went on until there was no one left.
"Alright now it's shirts vs. skins. So who wants to be shirts?" Gai announced.
"We do." Sasuke replied before the teacher even finished his question. And then he stared at me. It wasn't like I was staring at him or anything ludicrous like that, I just happened to glance his way at the same time he looked at me. And then the teme smirked. He smirked!
I frowned and looked away. Kiba gave the team instructions. I was center mid. We passed the ball around a bit, my back to the other team. When it was time for kick off, I turned around and then I saw Sasuke. And . .Ramen.
My jaw dropped and I gapped at Sasuke. His pale, flawless chest and abs were being shown to me for the first time. He was lean but was all muscle. Wow, he's really, really hot. Like…like a…volcano…yeah that works. Wow…just…wow.
"Naruto!" Kiba snapped from his position on defense. I shook my head and tore my gaze from Sasuke's body to his face. Sasuke had a huge smug, smirk on his face. I couldn't even glare at him I was so disoriented. Damn him and his good genes.
Gai blew the whistle and the game began. Kiba sent me out to 'figure out my shit' since I was still a bit too dazed to play, especially after Sasuke basically rubbed himself against me as he dribbled by. It was so on purpose. I can read that bastard like an open book. Still I got really flustered and really turned on from the contact.
I watched from the bench as Sasuke kicked my team's butt. The only person who could play soccer out there for my team was Kiba and he was no match for Sasuke who apparently is good a fricken everything in life. Some guys just get it all. Life sucks.
After Sasuke scored his tenth goal, making the score a humiliating 0-10, I decided enough was enough. Sasuke basically was the other team. Suigetsu was good, but Sasuke was the all-star.
"John you're out." I called as I jogged on the field. Once I got into position Sasuke smirked at me. Che, bitch, things are going to be different now. The ball got passed to me after kick off and I shot off, darting through the other team, and launching the ball at the net, jumping up when the goalie could only watch it sail in the net. I turned to see my team cheering and Sasuke looking dumbfounded. That's right bastard.
The skins had kick off next and Suigetsu took the ball up, but Kiba stole it and passed to me. And I scored again, promptly grinning at Sasuke when I did. Soon it was all out war, me vs. Sasuke. Sasuke was up 12-9, and I was going all out.
Sasuke scored again making it 13-9. As he jogged back to his side he passed me, hitting my shoulder and whispering in my ear. "Step it up, dobe."I can't stand him. I will bastard!
On kickoff I rushed forward. I don't even think any of the other players were even trying at this point. Sasuke cut off my path so I quickly turned my body so I was shielding the ball. I tried to get around him multiple times but each time I tried to turn and go forward he almost stole the ball. "Nowhere to go, dobe." Sasuke said huskily, his breath hitting my neck due to our closeness.
"That's what you think, teme." And with that I jerked my hips back, pushing my butt into Sasuke's crotch. Sasuke gasped and immediately backed away. Taking my opportunity, I spun around quickly and ran past Sasuke, grinning like a fool. I was dribbling, running fast like lightning. I made it. This goal was mine. I was so sure of it. Then Kiba yelled, "Naruto, man on!" Shit! What? How is the teme already on my back? I forced myself to keep going but a hand grabbed my t-shirt and yanked me back hard. I went flying back into a what felt like a solid wall, and then the wall yelled, "Suigetsu, get the ball, I'll keep dobe here."
"Like hell you will, teme. You cheated. I call foul." I began squirming as I watched Suigetsu take possession of the ball and dribble it toward my goal.
"You were playing dirty too." He said softly as his arms snaked around my waist. I looked around but no one seemed to notice that I was practically being molested in the middle of the gym.
"It's a contact sport." I huffed.
"Call a sub and go out." Sasuke ordered. Has he ever heard of the word please? Apparently not.
"So you can wipe the floor with my team, no thanks." No way am I letting him take the lead that easily.
"I'll go out too, dobe." Sasuke sighed as if he was spelling it out for me.
"Why?" I asked suspiciously.
"Because I want to" he said huskily (wow he's such a spoiled brat. Does he get everything he wants?...Probably) and then pressed himself into my back. His body was warm and nice and wait…what…? Holy shit! Sasuke was kind of hard down there. Not like full on boner, but he got up! He got up on just being by me!
"Whoa! No!" I exclaimed, shaking my head and trying to pull away from his chest. Now I get it. He wants to 'talk'. If I wasn't okay going to second base on Friday why did he think it would be alright a mere two days later?
He chuckled and let me pull away but kept me somewhat close by keeping his arms around my waist. "Relax I won't make you do anything. I just wanted to talk."
I turned and looked at him, and found that he actually looked pretty sincere. "Ok." I just caved! Ugh! I'm weak.
"Lee, Henry go in for Naruto and I." Sasuke called as we walked off toward the locker room. I followed Sasuke like a good little puppy, at least I'm sure that's what Sasuke thought. Really I was thinking about how I would castrate the bastard if he tried any funny business. I will tolerate no shenanigans.
When we got into the locker room, Sasuke slid down against the lockers and sat on the floor. I followed suit, keeping my eyes on him.
"Is it true that you had a crush on Sakura when you were little? Do you still like her?" Hold up, what?!
"EH?! Where did you hear that?" Damn it, I just wanted to be friends with her! I didn't have a lot of friends and she seemed nice, but hey I found out I was wrong the hard way! I wanted to be friends, nothing more!
"Sakura." Sasuke said simply. Psh why was Psycho Bitch talking to Sasuke? And about me. They weren't hooking up were they because that would be awful? Stupid Psycho Bitch.
"I never had a crush on her in my life. She's a psycho bitch." Sasuke quirked an eyebrow at the nickname, and 'hn'ed but I could see the little twitch of his lips.
"Good." He said finally.
"What do you mean?" I am so lost.
"Nothing." Sasuke replied. Thanks teme, that really helped clear up my confusion. I wish I had an older sibling who could give me wise advice and stuff. That'd be awesome.
The class started flooding in, and tons of sweaty guys began to change. Sasuke got up and walked toward his locker without a word. Great talk, Sasuke. I think we exchanged a whopping six sentences. Let's do it again.
Lunch went by way too fast too. I brought ramen for lunch and ended up throwing it at Kiba when he almost spilled about the Sasuke on accident. Gaara could tell something was up. Shikamaru was such a genius he probably already knew but I hoped not. Temari basically devoured a burger and milkshake the entire lunch period so she was kind of hard to read.
Math went relatively well. I pretty much understood everything we were learning so I spent the time drawing pictures of Gaara, Kiba and I. And then during my free period, Gaara and I snuck into the main office and stole some slips from Shizune's desk while she went in to talk to Tsunade. The slips were either blue or red. The blue slips were for people who had appointments or were leaving school early for some reason. You write the person's name and the time they have to leave on it. The red slips mean you are in trouble and have to go to the principal's office right away. We began writing names on the slips.
"Who should we give the red ones too?" I asked Gaara after we had filled out a decent amount of blue ones with random names.
"How about Sasuke and his friends and maybe Pinkie." Gaara said, an evil smile on his face. Gaara hated Sakura with a passion, but I don't remember why.
"I like the way you think Gaara."
I wrote out a red slip for Sasuke, Suigetsu, Neiji and Psycho Bitch. I didn't write one for Ino because while she is a psycho bitch she has nice moments too and she isn't all that bad. Though I was very tempted after what she called me last week. We snuck back into Shizune's office and found the different classes they were in. Gaara and I put the slip in the little slip bin outside the room before knocking on the door and running away so the phony passes couldn't be linked to us when Tsunade flipped shit about all these random kids showing up in her office with red passes that she hadn't authorized. We ended up hiding out in the boys bathroom, me laughing like a fool and Gaara smirking evilly, until the bell rang. Gaara walked me to class and we shared a conspiratorial look before he left and I found a seat.
English class started (five minutes late because Kakashi had to return a lost kitten to the old lady that owned it-yeah right!) and Sasuke was still not here. Ten minutes later Sasuke came through the door looking annoyed. In fact his lips were drawn in a taut line and he began walking to his seat with an icy expression. He did not look amused. Well that only made one of us. Seeing the teme with his panties all in a bundle sent me into a fit of snickers and soon I was full on laughing. I tried to stifle my laughter by covering my mouth but the entire class was quiet and everyone turned to look at me. I looked at Sasuke's confused expression and laughed even harder, gripping the desk to stay upright. His face morphed from confusion to irritation. The corner of his eye twitched and then Sakura walked in, looking totally upset, her face all pinched. My laughter only increased. Unlike Sasuke she didn't seem to understand that I was the culprit here and simply looked at me with irritation.
"Okay Naruto calm down, unless you'd like to share with us what you find so amusing." Kakashi began. I quickly clammed up, my laughter turning into snickers and then dying away. I'm not sure what you can call what I spent English class doing. Maybe sleeping with your eyes open? After Sasuke's thirtieth death glare I grew bored and stared dully ahead, while daydreaming of owning my own ramen shop and cooking as much ramen as I could ever eat.
"Naruto and Sasuke please come up here." I got up and shot a confused look at Sasuke but he was looking straight ahead with a stoic face. Did he know why we were being called up? Damn I can't tell. I bet he's good a poker.
When I got up to the desk I stood next to Sasuke in front of Kakashi.
"Naruto you didn't do the rough draft for that paper." I looked at him guiltily.
"I, uh, didn't even know where to start so I didn't do it." Well that wasn't a complete lie. I honestly had no idea how to start the paper (I'm not too good with essays…), but the real reason I didn't do it was because I was too busy watching tv.
"You are currently failing my class." Oh shit. I glanced at Sasuke to see him suppressing a smirk. That bastard is smirking at my failing a class. Jerk.
"Sasuke since you have a 100% in the class-" Kakashi began before I cut him off.
"A hundred percent?! Are you kidding? How is that even possible?" Sasuke turned to me calmly. "By actually using my brain." He said simply.
"Teme!" My fists curled at my sides.
"Enough!" Sasuke and I turned back to Kakashi.
"Sasuke since you have the highest grade in this class, and I personally believe you are the smartest, I have decided you will tutor Naruto."
"Excuse me?"
"WHAT!?"
"Be quiet. Naruto, don't even think about talking. Now, this is not up for argument. I don't care how many times a week you meet but I better see some major improvement on the next essay and the upcoming test. And Sasuke, to give you some incentive to actually really help Naruto, your grade will go down if he doesn't improve. Also I will know if you write his paper for him."
Are you kidding? Sasuke tutor me? No, not ok. On so many levels. I refuse…wait I can't. I'm failing this class. My head drooped and I glanced at Sasuke. He looked annoyed, like really, really annoyed.
"Yes, sir." He replied finally. He is such a suck-up with the little 'sir' bit.
"That's it." Kakashi dismissed us. Sasuke pulled me to the side after we were a few steps away from the teacher's desk. "You better not bring my grades down. So I expect you to actually work." I yanked my arm from his grip and glared at him. "You don't have to worry about me. The problem will probably be your teaching skills." I retorted venomously. "Teme!" I added as an afterthought.
He smirked and leaned in closer. "That's sensei to you." He whispered sensually.
My face flushed red at his tone and I became flustered. What? What the heck is his problem! I glared at him. He just smirked of course. Gah what is wrong with him!
"Fat chance of that happening, teme."
"That's too bad. I was looking forward to it." He purred, leaning in. Whoa there. Back up please. We are in class and I have a personal bubble (one that tends to be popped a lot by you) but still I need space! This guy has issues. One minute he's menacingly telling me that I had better not screw up his grades and now he's like a fricken dog in heat.
"I'm sure" I muttered. Sasuke suddenly turned serious and leaned back, his face reverting to its usual stoic expression.
"We will meet three times a week. And-"
"Three times a week! I have stuff to do!" I interjected. His eyes narrowed.
"Three times a week. You're lucky I don't make it four, you're failing so badly. Honestly how stupid are you?"
"Shut up you asshole!" I snapped. Dammit he's infuriating. And mean.
"So whose house?" He asked, like he hadn't just completely insulted me. But I remembered the insult, and I know he did too because he was still smirking all smug-like.
"You're not welcome in my house, teme." Che, there's no way in hell I'm inviting Sasuke over and having Iruka bring him snacks and juice. Sasuke doesn't deserve Iruka's snacks and juice.
"Fine. You can come over to my house." Sasuke said, sounding extremely perturbed. Sasuke walked to his desk and I stood in front of the room for a few moments in a confused state. Okay…? Did that mean our conversation was over?
I started to slowly make my way back to my desk. As I did so, I noticed Psycho Bitch glaring holes into my skull. How nice. I waved and smiled (using the kill them with kindness tactic) at her. She scowled at me, her upper lip curling in disgust. Well, isn't she a peach!
I sat down and then realized Sasuke was walking over to me, looking annoyed. "What are you doing?" He asked when he reached me.
"…sitting?" This only made him sigh and shake his head.
"I only went to get my phone to give you my number. Now pull out your phone and input my number."
"Please." I muttered under my breath as I reached into my bag to get my cellphone.
"What?"
"Nothing…oh prince of douchebaggery." I bit my lip as my smile spread and I looked at Sasuke to see his mouth pulled into a thin line, displeasure written all of his face. Haha! I wanted to use that so badly! Thank you Kiba.
Once I pulled out my phone, Sasuke read his number to me in a strained voice that hinted at the fact that he wanted to punch my nose in.
"Now give me your number." He ordered. I don't know if that's such a great idea…I looked at Sasuke and he seemed to know what I was thinking because he was giving me a look that said 'just do it you annoying flea!" or at least that's how I interpreted it.
Begrudgingly I gave him my number, as the bell rang.
"Okay Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday are the days we will meet." Thanks for asking my opinion. Really considerate. Sasuke then turned around, without a goodbye or anything of the sort.
"Oi, teme, hold up for a second." I said loudly as I grabbed my bag and scrambled to catch up with him. I swear one minute the guys stalking me, the next he's trying to run away from me the first chance he gets.
Sasuke stopped and turned toward me with a blank expression. "Um, I have detention every day after school, and, also, I have no clue where you live."
"I know. I'll pick you up from detention and drive you to my house." With that Sasuke headed through the door. I was right behind him, and I saw Kiba and Gaara waiting for me. Kiba was on his phone not even paying attention, and Gaara looked at Sasuke critically before turning his gaze toward me, staring at me.
"Gaara, I have wonderful news!" I shouted, my voice booming through the hallway. Gaara looked startled and Kiba looked up from his phone for a brief second to send me look that said 'Naruto you're a fucking weirdo'. I glanced around and saw that Sasuke and Suigetsu and Neiji were staring at me as I ran toward Gaara. I had to share my brilliant idea I had come up with right before my ramen day dream.
"For Halloween, you are going to be a cute little panda bear!" I squealed in delight. Gaara's face was a mixture of shock ,mortification, and anger. Kiba snorted and then chuckled beside us.
"That's a terrible idea, dobe." I turned around, surprise flitting across my features as I took in Sasuke who was right behind me all of a sudden. Gaara growled and Kiba tensed.
I crossed my arms and pouted. "I think it's a good idea." I grumbled. Well at least I think the idea is pretty damn funny. My train of thought went completely off track as Sasuke leaned, his face stopping centimeters before my own, and his hand resting on my shoulder. His thumb rubbed my shoulder through the fabric of shirt and hoodie.
"I'll see you tomorrow, dobe." He murmured, his warm breath hitting my face. I only watched dazedly as he pulled back and walked back to Suigetsu and Neiji. The three disappeared down the hallway and I turned back to my friends.
"You want any ice cream?" Kiba asked.
"Huh? Sure. I love ice cream!"
"We are going to get some now, so what flavor do you want us to bring you?" Gaara asked. He was totally not giving me one of those 'we will talk about this later' looks. Definitely not. I don't see anything.
"Wait why can't I go with you?" I asked confused.
"You have detention." Gaara replied. Oh…yeah, I forgot.
"Damn it!...Fine, bring me a chocolate cone." I said dejectedly. "Oh! With sprinkles!" I added. Kiba laughed and Gaara merely sighed.
As the pair walked toward the parking lot, I skulked towards Baa-chan's office. Another detention. Woohoo….
…I wonder if I should test out Sasuke's phone number. MWAHAHA! I opened the door to her office and slipped in.
"Brat, stop laughing evilly!" Baa-chan snapped as she walked out past me to make copies of some paper (she did that a lot). Oops.
I pulled out my cellphone. Prank call time. Why had I not thought of this brilliantness before?
Trinity: OH-HO! Sasuke is getting possessive and showing his claim over Naruto in front of what he views as possible threats! How hot!
Naruto: You mean how barbaric. What is he? Some dog marking his territory?
Sasuke: Don't worry, dobe, I'll claim you as mine soon enough!
Trinity: *faints with blood running down her nose from mental images
Naruto: *blushes profusely* N-N-NANI?!
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