Special Delivery- Chapter 3
The Boy
SUMMARY: Naruto is an average adopted son. Then one day his life changes when he gets a special delivery from who knows where! NaruSasu YAOI
WARNINGS: Yaoi (BoyxBoy), OOC-ness, sucky writing, horrible writing, even more horrible writing, probably the worst writing you will ever find, probably language….
A/N: I love all of my reviewers. Reviews make my heart skip a beat, make my cheeks feel the heat, make my llamas eat some wheat.
God, when did I become so darn good at making poems?
Anyways, besides my awkward ways of being able to write poems, I love you all, yes I do.
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NOW! ON WITH THE F#%$ING STORY!
Thoughts/Emphasis
~Flashbacks~
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More emphasis
MEGA EMPHASIS
"Talking"
(Author's Note)
And almost anything else is stage directions- I mean the narrator. As in the guy who states the obvious.
Damn plays got me saying stage directions…
"Ow… why am I on the floor?" He mumbled, wincing at the pain of his tightened muscles trying to move. "Ugh, I shouldn't have slept on the floor. I know that it makes me sore so why-" Naruto's thoughts were cut off mid-sentence as he looked up at his bed.
More specifically, the occupant of said bed.
The thoughts came in and out of his head so fast he had little time to think about or register them, his brain being about as good as an 8-bit computer. What had happened?
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~He had pale skin that appeared to be smooth, the skin tone contrasting beautifully with his obsidian eyes that were filled with tears and closed from fear at the moment and his raven black hair, which seemed to have a slight blue tint to it.~
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This situation is going nowhere pretty fucking fast… Naruto thought, stopping about a foot in front of the boy. The boy only looked at him in fear, a single tear slipping out of the corner of the raven's eye. Naruto sighed yet again. ~
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~ "No, I don't live in America. We're in Japan." Naruto said, cocking his head to the side. Sasuke hit his head against the wall and groaned, the tears starting up again. ~
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~ "That's a guy? Naruto, you're gay?" Nina asked Naruto in surprise. ~
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~ "You're sleeping on the floor?" Sasuke asked, cocking his head to the side. ~
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~ "Well, what was I supposed to think, I walk into your room and find a really pretty guy in only your dress shirt?" Nina said with a hand on her hip, as if the answer was obvious. ~
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~ "Like I said, I'm not going to hurt you. There's nothing to worry about." Naruto said, stopping in his place. The boy began to relax, seeming to finally take the words in. Naruto smiled softly. ~
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~It was too big for him, just as Naruto had predicted; Sasuke had left one of the buttons (the top one) unbuttoned, so it exposed his shoulder, but it did cover his underwear, the shirt going down to about mid-thigh. Hey, it was better than nothing. ~
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~ "Hmm, strange." Naruto said, nodding his head. "Well, I'll register this all tonight and panic in the morning. But, for now, we shall rest. Please object now or forever hold your peace." Naruto said, plopping down onto the floor with an extra pillow and blanket off his bed. ~
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~-one of the buttons (the top one) unbuttoned, so it exposed his shoulder, but it did cover his underwear, the shirt going down to about mid-thigh. ~
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~ "Well, I'll register this all tonight and panic in the morning. But, for now, we shall rest…~
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~-the shirt going down to about mid-thigh. ~
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~-all tonight and panic in the morning. ~
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~-down to about mid-thigh. ~
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~-panic in the morning. ~
"OH MY GOD!" Naruto exclaimed, jumping up at the memories of the previous day.
"Mm… Nar'to?" The boy mumbled groggily. Naruto turned towards his bed.
~"I'm Sasuke." Sasuke said, looking off to the side. ~
Oh, yeah. Sasuke.
"Sasuke?" Naruto asked, walking up to the bed, ignoring the pain of his muscles. Well, at least I didn't wake up to the horrifying fact that I got drunk and slept with someone…
…unless I did…
"Naruto… why are you so loud?" Sasuke whined.
"Sorry." Naruto stage-whispered (1) his apology.
"Mm… 'sha could." Sasuke mumbled.
"What?"
"Isha could." Sasuke repeated groggily.
"It's cold?" Naruto asked, not having even the slightest idea about how he got 'it's cold' out of the gibberish that was making a grand exit from Sasuke's oh-so-kissable lips.
"Mm-hm." Sasuke hummed, nodding.
"You have three blankets." Naruto said, sweatdropping.
"I doughnut hair." Sasuke mumbled.
"Well, you should care, it probably means that something's wrong with you."
"I know some hin's wong wish me all reah ee, oo dough-t hash'ta remie me." The gibberish was a little bit more than Naruto could handle (or I could write), much less comprehend. But, nonetheless, Naruto's idiotic blonde mind grabbed the words almost greedily and unscrambled them into words of a language he could understand easily.
"There's nothing wrong with you. I was just joking. So, now that you've said it, tell me why you think something's wrong with you." Naruto said, glad that Sasuke couldn't see his concerned face, fearing that if Sasuke were to see his face as concerned as it must've looked; Sasuke would see him as a motherly figure. That was something Naruto did not want from the young, raven haired boy. One reason would be that Naruto was a man, mind you, and had at least some measly amount of pride in him that he could at least hold up. Come on, if people could hold up their pride, Naruto was sure able to grasp his. The second reason was a mystery to Naruto and he probably won't find out until much later in the Fanfiction.
"Just the truth." Sasuke said, a bit more clearly as he was granted the ability to grasp onto his thoughts and settle them. He stretched, his arms going up over his head, or, more of, behind his head, depends on the way you look at him, for he was laying down, his legs stretching as much as those damned knee caps would let them, and his back arching to stretch that one place in your lower back that feels so good to stretch. (Damn, I'm having, like, a Douglas Adams writing moment I sound so damn SMART!)
"That's not the truth; it's your interpretation of the truth." Naruto said, sitting on the bed next to Sasuke and avoiding looking at him, because the sight of Sasuke stretching like that set some strange tingling sensation in Naruto's stomach beyond Naruto's comprehension which lead him to one conclusion; He only slightly liked the sensation.
"Well, you have your opinion, and I have mine. But I'm always right." Sasuke said, now sitting up fully and joining Naruto's lonely side.
"How do you know?" Naruto asked, turning his head to look at the smaller male.
"Because; I'm always right. So what I saw is right."
"Doesn't mean what you say is law." Naruto said, earning a scoff from Sasuke and a swift back-handed smack upside the head. "Ow!"
"Don't be a smart ass." Sasuke said, crossing his arms over his chest. "It's rude and I don't like it."
"Well, don't say ass because it's rude and I don't like it." Naruto said, earning yet another swift smack to the head.
"I told you to stop being a smart aleck." Sasuke said, putting emphasis on the word 'aleck'.
"Thank you." Naruto said smugly as Sasuke got up, resulting in Naruto getting kicked in his side.
"Shut up."
"Oh, there you are. We heard you two yelling, didn't know if we should come and get you." Rena said, a smile plastered on her motherly face.
"You should've saved me from him…" Naruto said, walking over to the table with a hung head.
"Why so down? Upset that Sasuke beat the crap outta you?" Nina asked, her smile evident in her voice.
"Shut up." Naruto said, shooting an accompanying glare towards his adopted sister.
"Sorry." Nina said with a huff.
"Ruthless, I tell you, ruthless." Nathan said, shaking his head as he entered the kitchen/dining area.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, put some French toast in it." Rena said, stuffing a piece of French toast with syrup, butter, and confectioner's sugar on it into her husband's mouth.
"I oo oo at?" Nathan asked, causing the kitchen to flood with laughter from the younger two in the room.
"What's so funny?" Sasuke asked, entering the kitchen behind Nathan with his arms crossed against his chest. Sasuke took one look at Nathan and sighed. "You really are pathetic."
Nathan chewed the French toast and swallowed it. "Good morning!" Nathan greeted the youngest one in the household.
"Morning." Sasuke said, kicking Nina out of her seat as to sit next to Naruto himself.
"What was that-" Nina stopped her whining as soon as she noticed what the raven haired boy had kicked her out of her chair for. Nina grinned widely, getting up and walking over to the seat across from the two she now categorized in her head as the 'love birds', besides her mother and idiot-of-a-father.
"That wasn't very nice." Naruto said, glancing over at Sasuke as he bit into his toast. Sasuke, on the other hand, wasn't paying attention to Naruto, but rather to the awfully creepy and pedophile-like smile planted onto Naruto's older sibling.
"What the hell is that face for?" Sasuke asked, feeling uncomfortable under the attention of that creepy-face wielding woman.
"Oh, nothing." Nina said, waving a hand in dismissal towards the young raven. Said raven sweatdropped.
"Yeah, I believe you." Sasuke replied half-heartedly. He had an idea what that smile was for, and, if he was correct, as he earlier claimed to always be without a doubt, than Nina's conclusion of Sasuke's interest was, indeed, also correct.
Sasuke couldn't deny it; he felt something for the blonde idiot sitting next to him. Some would dismiss it as 'young foolishness', but said foolishness was non-existent in this raven haired boy. He had too much pride at stake to be so foolish; he only merely knew that he was in love with the blonde ever since he had trusted him. He also knew that when he was around the blonde his illness seemed to disappear. It was strange, something the raven would usually quirk an eyebrow at and ponder for hours on end, but, now that he had company, or, more of, he was other people's company in a country he had not seen in forever, he would not squander the reason of the feeling. For now, the young male would just shrug and place it somewhere deep in his thoughts to question when he was alone, rather than surrounded by people he had only known for about a quarter of a day.
Little to the young raven's intelligence, he did not seem to think about putting two and two together.
Come on, being in love and lifting away an illness, not to mention the letter and the blonde, would all later be an equation that the young raven and blonde would have to ponder to find the answer, or simplification.
But, for now, let them be ignorant.
Say your objections now or forever hold your peace.
…but when things get weary, and it feels dreary…
A/N: I'm warning you, this is probably the ONLY chapter in this Fanfiction that will sound like this. Only very seldom do I get Douglas Adams moments. I know barely anything happened here, but bear with me, please? Pretty please with a whipped-cream covered Sasuke with cherries on top? (Nosebleed)
I'm very sorry, readers, you deserve better than this. But… oh well. I just needed to update.
(1)- A stage whisper is a whisper that is easy to be heard on a stage. It's those really annoying whispers that are useless because you can still hear them half way across Kansas.
And, no, I do not live in Kansas, but in the horribly-wonderful, full of pride, over-excitable Texas.