Rolling his eyes naruto absent mindedly began to doodle on his desk with a lead pencil leaving small silver squiggles all over it's top, Chewing his bottom lip in annoyance he rose his head to gaze at the grand-father clock that Iruka had insisted on buying that hung on the wall.

Stupid peice of ancient Junk..

The blonde thought to himself, the only thing that damned clock was good for was scaring the shit out of him in the middle of the night with its DING DONG DING DONG!

Seriously... who had clocks that just about ran the house down chiming in the middle of the night, well... not normal people that it!

"Six o'clock already..." Naruto grumbled, not realising that he'd been day dreaming about that new kid for a good half an hour or so already. Tapping the pencil against the bridge of his nose a few times he pondered some thoughts.. basic teenaged thoughts.

School work.. Friends.. Gaara... Homework he was yet to do.. Gaara..

Nearly tossing the pencil onto the floor -leaving it hanging on the brim of his desk he rose to his feet and swiftly strided into the kitchen , fingers curling around the fridge door and forcing it open with one steady movement of his arm.

Shit! Shit! God damned and all of that crap!

The fridge was empty, not just a few bits here and there empty but ghost-town empty. He could have sworn there were minature balls of dust rolling around in there like in towns in the shitty western movies Iruka used to watch when he and Kakashi would hang out.

Slamming it shut, infuriated that his "Parental guardian" Had put going out before his need for nuitrition!

Grabbing for a dark hoodie with a deep crimson red flame like symbol on the back of it, he raised it into the air and jammed it over his head. Causing the fabric to get caught around his face.

Which resulted in a much needed scramble around the room in order to get it on correctly, knocking over one of Iruka's vases in the motion. "Shit!" He cursed loudly as he reached for a checkered dish cloth and kicked the contense of the broken vase into it with the edge of his shoe.

Shoving the package under the couch he ran toward the door grabbing his spare set of keys on the way out, stuffing them into the depths of his jacket-pocket he wrapped his tanned digits around the golden -polished- door knob he twisted it.

Forcing the door open he stepped into the early evening air, and fuck it was cold! Not just cold like "Oh thats a nice breeze" cold.

But "Freezing my dick off!" Cold.

Glad he'd put the jumper on to conserve warmth he locked the door behind him and sprinted down the street careful to not run into the late night walkers, people who were to lazy to make dinner. And those who had no lives what so ever so they decided to wonder the street.

That's when he spotted him.

Sasuke..

That bastard!

Just when Naruto's night was taking a turn for good -As he could nick some of Iruka's money he'd stashed in his room and go out for ramen- He had to see that cocky raven haired teme!

Clenching his fist he made his way past the other male, earning a slanted glance from the Uchiha who was flanked by his elder brother.

Now...
That was hot...

How the hell could someone like "Sasuke" Be related to someone like Itachi . Naruto didn't know but he didn't stop to check him out anyway.

There were more important things on his mind. Like dinner! Like Ramen! Like.. Gaara...

Rubbing his finger under the isicles that were forming under his nose he inhaled and exhaled spitting out a smoke filled cloud into the air that would make it appear that he'd been smoking. -which he totally hadn't-

-Not that he hadn't tried that kind of thing before.. One time thing.. never happening again.. and all Neji's fault!-

Rolling his eyes and making a sour expression at the Uchiha followed by the childish motion of sticking his tongue out the kitsune continued on his way down the now, dew covered stone path.

Fuck!... Just what he needed.. Must have been that damned Sasuke-teme's fault!

It had started to rain, just a drizzle at first but soon it was a full out downpour. Rain cascaded down from the heavens leaving dotted stains over the dark fabric of his jumper, tapping his sneakers a few times against the ground he grumbled something about bad luck and that bastard Sasuke before continuing on his way.

Hands now stuffed in his pockets fumbling with the keys that were hidden away there.

Ichiraku ramen! It came into view as he made his way over. Lifting up a tarp like cover that had been put over to protect the shop's door from being brutally abused by the raindrops.

He drew it back and before he knew it he was face to face with a pair of jade coloured eyes, darkly rimmed eyes. Beside the flaming red head was his brunette "Loved by Kiba" Brother and a blonde female sat beside them that didnt at all look familiar to him.

But he wasn't interested in that.. not at all.. only in the red head that had finally caught him staring.