This was it.
Today was going to be the day he finally said something to her.
Her.
The girl in the elevator. The girl of his dreams. The most beautiful girl he'd ever laid his eyes on. The girl with the long, navy hair and endless pearl eyes. The girl in the elevator.
He tapped his foot impatiently, scrambling for a good conversational topic as he waited for the doors to slide open. 'No chickening out,' he repeated to himself for what must have been the hundredth time, hitting his fist against the palm of his hand to further his point. What was the worst that could happen? Other than complete rejection, utter humiliation, and a life of shameful solitude?
Ding!
'Shit, shit…' The doors began to slide open. 'I'm not ready!'
He contemplated the downside of booking it down the hall and taking the stairs as the doors opened fully and he was met with a set of the same eyes that had taken residence in his dreams.
Set into the head of someone who was definitely not the person he was expecting.
'Whoa…' Naruto blinked in confusion as the man standing in the elevator stared at him indifferently with the same distinct eyes he was so used to seeing on a far cuter face. Just as he began to momentarily question his sanity he heard a small shuffling noise, and looked past the man's shoulder to find a familiar face peeking at him from the far side of the elevator.
"T-Twins?" He mumbled to himself and the man furrowed his brow slightly in annoyance.
"Are you getting in or not?" The deep, smooth voice definitely matched the coldness in the man's eyes, crossing his arms with impatience as Naruto merely nodded dumbly and shuffled inside the elevator.
'No', Naruto thought as he snuck what he thought was a sneaky glance at the two figures to his left. 'Not twins. Definitely related though… Damn those eyes are scary on a mean face like that.' A shiver unconsciously went down his spine and a small peep escaped his lips as the man glanced at him menacingly, and he immediately redirected his eyes away from the pair. Naruto felt his eye twitch as he watched the man scoot closer to his companion, shooting a sharp glance towards the blonde who tried his best to avert his attention.
'Brother and sister maybe?' He definitely seemed as protective as Naruto imagined an elder brother might be. Naruto could easily see the close relation – fair skin, thin noses, round eyes. And though he couldn't really tell because of the messy ponytail it was pulled into, the guy's hair looked just as long as hers did. But whereas hers was so dark it appeared almost blue in the light, his was a chocolate brown.
Naruto peeked over the man's shoulder at the young woman once more, and for a moment he swore that she was intentionally avoiding his gaze, a bright pink painting her fair cheeks. She seemed even smaller than normal standing in the elevator next to the two tall men and clutched her papers close to her chest as though ready to make a run for it, reminding him of a small rabbit in the presence of two large dogs. Just as Naruto found himself smiling slightly at the thought, his view was suddenly blocked by the man stepping back almost nonchalantly in what could have been an innocent motion if it wasn't for the warning glare on his face. Naruto's eyes flared in annoyance as he met a pair of angry eyes staring straight into his own but the girl coughed lightly, an unspoken admonishment, and her relative turned away slowly.
The doors couldn't slide open fast enough as they arrived on the ground floor and Naruto immediately stepped forward to leave to tight confines of the elevator before hesitating. He looked over his shoulder for a reason unknown to him – maybe he wanted to offer to let her go ahead of himself again or maybe he wanted to see the man one last time – but he abruptly turned back around and walked briskly out when he felt a murderous intent focused directly on him.
He could always talk to her tomorrow.
Or maybe in a week. Or never.
"I'm totally doomed," Naruto drawled as he shut the door behind him and shrugged off his jacket that night.
Sasuke groaned deeply, pausing the TV and mentally preparing himself for the nonsense he was sure his roommate was going to spew for the next hour and a half.