OMG I'm mucho sorry for this late update! Let's face it everyone: lacrosse is taking over my lifeee. I had to get up yesterday morning at 8 (YES IT WAS A SATURDAY) for practice. I swear I think I almost had a heart attack…our first game of the season's on Wednesday meaning that the coaches are gonna grill us like crazy (8 o'clock!) And then there's school and…blah ok the point is (because it seems I'm rambling), I'm sorry everyone for the rather long wait!
Wow…that was…a lot.
Chapter 3: Detention…But Not.
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Naruto sighed heavily, packing up his books slowly, while everyone else around him scrambled around, hastily shoving their things in their backpacks, and running out the door. That should be me…He longingly gazed at the exit. It was less than twenty feet away from him…he could still make it…
It was currently his week of hell. First he had ended up getting a detention from Kakashi, without him even really doing anything he might add (damn Sasuke…), and then, since Kiba had blatantly flat-out refused to go see Tsunade, Naruto had ended up outside the classroom with Kiba's keys shoved in his hand and the door slammed behind him. Well, so what if it had technically been his fault in the beginning? Kiba could've been slightly nicer about it…
"Aw c'mon, I already told you it won't happen again!""Yes, and I'm sure I believed you the time you said that after you stormed out of Professor Hitachi's classroom in a screaming frenzy because you thought he was 'looking at you' funny—"
"He was gonna rape me, I swear!"
"Or what about the time you thought 'art project' meant you could graffiti the school walls?
"They were so pretty! And then you just had to make me scrub them all off! Do you know how long that took me?! I thought my arms were going to fall off! How did you even know that was me? It could've been anyone else!"
"Maybe because more than half your artwork said 'Naruto is the greatest' ever thought of that dumbass?"
"What?! It was legible?! Damn…my graffiti skills need some work…"
A vein threatened to pop on Tsunade's forehead.
"The point is, brat, the list could go on and on of everything you've done since freshman year here. But seriously, you know how badly students parking in the teacher's lot pisses me off! I think I've made myself very clear when I announced it the beginning of, oh I don't know, every single year!
"Argh, ok! Fine fine, so what's my punishment this time?"
"Detention. One week."
"What?! That's a horrible punishment! I already spend one-third of my life here, I don't want to start after-school too! Think of all the freedom I'm losing! I'd rather go back to scraping that wall…at least that only took a day!"
"Oh for Gods sake, shut the hell up. You should be grateful I'm only giving you a week and not a month! And since you're so intent on cleaning around here, I think that's exactly what I'll make you do. Starting today, I'll assign you a different part of the school to clean, ok?"
"Fuck no!"
"Well then, you're going to have to suck it up and deal with it! And I suggest you start cleaning your act up Uzumaki!"
"Alright geez, I get it already! But I can't start today."
"And why is that?"
"I…uhh…sorta already have another detention with Kakashi…"
Tsunade sighed, rubbing her temples hard, trying to numb the headache that was threatening to split her head open at the moment.
"I'll talk to him. I'm sure he won't mind if you spend your detention with him cleaning."
"Yeah, yeah."
"Ok well you're free to go Naruto, I'm glad we got that cleared up. And remember, absolutely no parking in the teacher's lot!"
"Yep, got it. See ya, old hag!"
Naruto closed the door quickly, narrowly missing the flowerpot that smashed against it.
So after seeing the principal and "milling" things over with her, Naruto had agreed to whatever she wanted, a little unwillingly, less things got violent, and ended up with a week of detention! Naruto had always thought he would be on Tsunade's somewhat good side. After all, he did spend enough time in her office to…get to know her better. It wasn't that Naruto was a bad student, (ok the graffiti thing was pushing it a little…) it was just…well, he was a little lazy. Except laziness, unlike for Shikamaru, never worked for him.
Damn it Kiba…you suck.
But then again, Naruto's stupid guilty conscience was feeling bad again, and he, once again, hated when people were mad at him, so he knew he was just going to have to deal as best as he could. Giving a quick glance to the exit again, he turned away, heading towards the French room.
It was definitely going to be a hell of a week.
Trudging down the hall, he reached the classroom and walked right on in only to see…
It was empty.
Naruto just stared incredulously. He's…even late to detention too? What kind of fucking teacher is he…? Then he remembered. Oh yeah. Not a very good one since I shouldn't even be here right now! Sasuke should be the one cleaning half the school!
He thought back to the note the raven had given him.
What the hell am I supposed to do about him?!
Naruto chose to sit down at the closest desk, impatiently tapping his finger. This was so stupid. If Kakashi couldn't even get here on time, though he wasn't really surprised, he damn well shouldn't have had to come! He should be on his way to work right now…and speaking of work, with a whole week of detention, it most definitely meant he would not be serving anytime soon.
Waaaaah! My car!So much for double shifts…so much for getting his car anytime soon.
He felt like he was going to cry.
Frustrated, he got up and roughly snatched his bag. If Kakashi wasn't going to show, then there clearly wasn't a point in being there. If I'm quick, I might still make it in time to take over for Hinata…
'Throw it away Forget yesterdayWe'll make the great escape
We won't hear a word they say
They don't know us anyway
Watch it burn
Let it die
Cause we are finally free tonight'
Fumbling around clumsily, the blonde grabbed his now ringing cell phone out of one of the pockets and checked the ID. Flipping it open, he answered in a slightly annoyed voice.
"What do you want Kiba?" he waited a second for a response.
"Hm…no greeting huh? I take it you're not in the best of moods…"
"No, actually not really" Naruto retorted. "I get a full fucking week of detention meaning I can't get to work so I can make cash to get my car out of the shop and now, to start it off, Kakashi isn't even here!"
"…That sucks."
"Yeah, no shit Sherlock" Naruto snapped.
"Hey! Don't get all pissy on me! If you hadn't been late—"
"Just shut up Kiba, what'd you call me for?"
"Oh. Well I was wondering if you would run lines with me."
"I'm in detention if you forgot!"
"I meant afterwards, moron!"
"And why would I want to waste my time doing that?"
"Oh, I don't know, maybe because I'm your friend and I'm about to get my head bitten off by a stupid girl who's still pissed that your lover got stolen away from her!"
"He's not my lover!"
"Look, Sakura wants to do some scene between a doctor and a patient for the project and I'm really in no position to argue since, either way, no matter what scene, I still can't speak a fucking word of French! She doesn't seem too keen on trying to help either so I either run lines with you or Shikamaru! Though I'm sure he'll probably still find a way to make me look stupid!"
"Alright, alright, just stop yelling!" Naruto took a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself down. It wasn't that he didn't want to help Kiba, it was just…he wasn't in the best of moods at the moment.
"How far have you guys gotten?" the blonde finally asked.
"Well we figured out our topic, or rather Sakura did. That's about it, but I've got to look over all this doctor terminology now."
"Ok well, I'm really not feeling too great now…and by the looks of it, if Kakashi-sensei eventually does feel like enlightening me with his presence, I'm not going to get out of here until at least six. How about tomorrow? I've got detention but it's with Tsunade and she's always there, though sometimes she tells me she wishes she wasn't. I'll be able to get out earlier and we'll do it then, sound good?"
"Yeah, you're the best Naruto!"
"I know I am. Now I really should be going—"
"Wait!"
"What is it now?"
"Just help me with one word ok? It's the first one on the sheet…"
Naruto sighed. "Ok, what it is?"
"Um…a tit swetat."
"What the hell Kiba?!"
"A tit swetat!"
"Damn it, just say it in English! I have no fucking clue what you're trying to say."
"It's how you say 'God bless you!'"
"You mean, à tes souhaits?" (pronounced: ah tay sway)
"…So that's how you say it?"
"Yeah apparently you totally disregarded the accent on the 'a'."
"Oh. Ok I got it now."
"Alright, lemme hear it."
"Aaah tit sweatait!"
"Um…no." Naruto couldn't believe Kiba couldn't even do a simple "repeat-after-me."
"What do you mean, no?! I said it perfectly!"
"Hate to break it to you man, but it sounded like you said 'sweaty tit'."
"…Sakura's gonna kill me…"
Before Naruto could respond, he felt the phone being plucked from his hand. Surprised, he looked up to see his French teacher, smiling cheerily at him. He could hear a 'Naruto? Naruto?!' coming distinctly from the phone as Kiba kept yelling out his name. The blonde dumbly reached for the device, but Kakashi kept pulling it higher and higher away.
"Naruto can't come to the phone at the moment, he's in detention. He'll call you later Inuzuka. Oh and I suggest you get someone good to help you with that pronounciation because if you end up saying 'sweaty tit' or anything sounding remotely like that during your performance…well…let's just say your grade will be highly reflected on it." The silver-haired man flipped the phone shut before handing it back to Naruto, who pocketed it, and thanked God that it hadn't been confiscated.
"You know, there's a school rule against cell phones…"
"Yeah well, it's after school right now and if a certain someone had come on time, we wouldn't be having this problem!"
Kakashi chuckled lightly. "Well, Uzumaki, I'm certainly glad you showed up."
Naruto let out a snort. "Yeah, I'm glad I at least decided to show up on time!"
The teacher frowned in a sarcastic sort of way. "Ah…well you see, I was in the teacher's lounge reading this amazing book and I just sort of lost track of time." He eyed his student.
"Um. Am I supposed to comment on that?" the blonde asked, shaking his head. That's the most pathetic excuse I've ever heard!
"Well, it'd probably be better if you didn't. Anyways, Tsunade has spoken to me and it's been arranged for your 'cleaning' to start today. By the way, you haven't thought of a topic for your dialogue yet have you?"
"No…" in truth, Sasuke and Naruto hadn't had any time to talk about it. Naruto still wasn't so sure being Sasuke's partner was a good or bad thing yet.
"Ah, well then, no rush. But I do hope both of you think of something…creative, or at least something mildly amusing." Naruto nodded, taking his teacher's words in. He was going to have to have a talk with Sasuke so he had some sort of idea what he was doing…
"So where am I cleaning today?"
"Oh that's right" Kakashi grinned again and pulled out a bucket of water and a mop.
"Boy's locker room."
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Grumbling, Naruto glanced at his surroundings. It wasn't that the boy's locker room was too big or anything, but it didn't smell like freshly cut roses and the color of the walls reminded him of puke. He was glad it was after school though, meaning he wouldn't have to deal with sweaty bodies everywhere. In fact, it was now completely empty.
Picking up the mop, he began to clean the floors. Minutes went by and it was beginning to become painfully obvious that, no matter how hard Naruto scrubbed, the floor most likely wasn't going to get any cleaner.
Then, suddenly, a bright idea hit him. He took all the remaining water in the bucket and sloshed it across the floor. This way, I won't have to keep pulling the mop into the bucket and out! You are such a genius Naruto!
Mopping around a little more, he decided he needed a little more excitement. He ran across the floor with the mop, gliding from the wetness, while cleaning the whole way. He looked back and saw a nice white streak among the somewhat off-white floor. Happily, he repeated the procedure a few more times.
That went a lot faster than I thought. He looked back to see he only had a little part left, the section of the floor that connected with the showers. Determined, he began his run, mop in hand. He picked up the pace, still cleaning away. Suddenly, he saw his feet go into a huge puddle, immediately making them way too slippery. With the momentum he was going at, he knew he was going to fall. On instinct, both his hands went to grab the closest thing to him, anything at all that would prevent him from going down to the soggy floor. His fingers grasped something and he thought he was good, until he felt himself falling again, the 'something' that he grabbed obviously not enough to pull his weight.
Groaning, he pushed himself up, his pants a little wet now from the floor. It was then that he realized what exactly he had pulled in hopes of not falling.
A shower curtain.
A wet shower curtain.
Why the hell would it be wet? That would mean that someone would have to be using it and that can't be the case cause no one answered when I asked if anyone was in here—"
"Dobe?"
SHIT.
Naruto turned around to see none other than Sasuke Uchiha standing in the currently occupied shower, eyes wide with confusion.
"Why the hell didn't you tell me you were in here?!"
The raven blinked at him. "I didn't hear you."
Naruto felt like smacking himself. Now that Sasuke said it, it seemed so obvious. With the roaring sound of water, there was no way that Sasuke could've heard him. Naruto's gaze went downwards, his cheeks heating up as he saw past the lithe, muscled chest, down to pale thighs and…
Oh. My…
"Why the hell aren't you wearing clothes?!"
"I was in the fucking shower, did you just seem to forget that?" Sasuke growled out. He couldn't believe how much of an idiot Naruto was.
The blonde's head seemed to finally click what "shower" meant.
"Why are you even in here?! It's after school, do you not have a life?! Do you like to shower in the boy's locker room during your free time?! Damn it Sasuke, you almost gave me a heart attack!"
"You're such an idiot! Did you not know that today's the first day of soccer practice? All the other guys went home yeah, but I decided I didn't feel like getting my car all sweaty and shit so I went to take a shower here."
Oh yeah…Naruto distinctly remembered Sasuke was the captain of the boy's varsity soccer team…
"Does that bother you dobe?"
"ARGH! Does it look like I want to be here with you right?!" Naruto immediately used a free hand to cover his eyes, though part of him wouldn't have minded seeing Sasuke's naked body again.
"What are you even doing here anyways?"
"Kakashi made me serve my detention cleaning the locker room" the blonde squeaked out, eyes still covered shut. He felt Sasuke step closer to him and moved his fingers slightly so he could peek through.
Yep, Sasuke was still naked.
"Damn it, will you get a towel or something?!"
He felt Sasuke remove his hand from his eyes, though they had decided on their own freewill to close. He then felt Sasuke's naked, wet body press towards his own. Letting out a moan, Naruto's head made impact with the wall as he felt Sasuke thrust upwards. His erection was slowly stirring to life…
"I'm not that bad to look at, am I dobe? You can open your eyes…"
Shaking his head, Naruto refused. Sasuke sighed and began grinding again, this time more harshly. Shit…Naruto felt himself becoming light-headed. He was so responsive to Sasuke's touch. He wanted nothing more than to let himself be ravished. Opening his eyes a crack, he saw the Uchiha, hair plastered to his face, with a slight flush to his pale cheeks.
God…Sasuke's…so hot.
Sasuke leaned into Naruto and wrapped his lips into a kiss. It was soft and sweet, unlike what was happening elsewhere, and it made Naruto's mind crazy. He wanted more…but maybe he didn't. Hell, he just didn't know!
Then, as if something snapped in his brain, he quickly pushed the raven away. He opened his eyes fully but kept them on Sasuke's face and no where else. The brunette was staring back at him, eyes lusty.
Without another word, Naruto ran out of the locker room, forgetting completely about the mop and bucket. He had had enough. Running right out the door, he didn't stop in fact until he reached his house. Panting, he leaned against the wall and caught his breath. His fingers brushed over his lips, the ones that, a while ago, Sasuke had touched with his own. He secretly wondered if the boys soccer team would have any more practices that week.
If there was one thing he learned today, it was that Sasuke Uchiha definitely made detentions a lot more interesting.
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Chapter three done! Hm, a pretty long one too. Hey, maybe all of mine will be this long from now on…or maybe if I get enough feedback to keep me happy (hinthint).
Alright well, I'll be updating as fast as I can (I really don't know what that means…)
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