Chapter Three
Disclaimer: The title Naruto and anything that has to with it belongs to Kishimoto-sensei. But Uzumaki Naruto's ass belongs solely and wholly to the great Uchiha Sasuke.
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"I-I love you…" blue eyes looked at him with all of the love it could show after being hidden for so long.
"Na—" he closed his eyes tightly. He wanted to tell the person his feelings too but he can't. He simply can't. Circumstances wouldn't allow him to love.
The wind blew, lifting a few crisp brown leaves from the earth. It was autumn; the signal of the end of the beautiful day of springs. Everything looked so golden and warm but…dead. Still and unmoving and just as dead as his love was.
He schooled his features, removing any trace of sentiments. A blonde head was lowered, the face of that person never looking at him.
"I can't give you something I don't have." It was very cold. A voice so chilled that it froze the remaining warmth on the other person.
Blue eyes looked at him and now they were also dead.
"I know," she smiled but it didn't reach her soul. "I know, Ichirou."
She walked away from him and from his life.
"Natsumi, I can't give you that since you already have it." He whispered with the wind, a tear falling from his eye.
"Annnndd, CUT! Nice shot," the director was smiling proudly at his star's acting talents. "Two hour break for you Sasuke-kun, Temari-chan."
"Thank goodness. These contacts are killing my eyes!" Temari removed the lenses and revealed her sea green eyes. She dropped it on the hand of the waiting staff.
"Hey, Uchiha-san, nice job," she grinned at the stoic teenager who was already covered with the staff hovering all over him.
"Hn," the raven replied. Despite that, he respected Sabakuno for her talents and professionalism. And she was not one of his fan girls so work flowed a lot easier. But her blonde hair distracted him. It reminded him of that strange boy who managed to work his hormones up.
Sasuke was familiar with the physical side of pleasure. He had his share of sex with women. He was a healthy young man after all, with his sexual drive at peak. Attraction for the same sex was familiar but this was the first time he experienced it himself. And he didn't mind it at all.
In fact, he liked it. He liked it very much.
That's why there is the freedom of choice; the freedom to choose what to eat, when to go and who to fuck.
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Thwack!
"Ouch! Sakura-chan…" Naruto rubbed his sore head where the said girl had punched him.
Shikamaru watched from the back of the class as Sakura continued to make the blonde suffer for his supposed mistake. The genius knew it was probably Naruto's fault. The blonde's mouth probably spouted another Sasuke insult which was a very sensitive topic for the pink-haired girl.
"Sasuke-kun is not a bastard!" Sakura screeched at the physically hurt blonde. "You don't know him enough to give him laconic names!"
Bingo.
"B-but you don't know him personally too!" Naruto's stupid mouth is at it again.
THWACK!
"I know everything that there is to know about Sasuke-kun," the girl said with a haughty air. "I am going to be Mrs. Uchiha so I have to know him inside-out," Sakura 'hmphed' and turned around to return to her seat. "Idiot."
She missed the hurt look on Naruto's face; the male was left lying on the floor.
Idiot. A name that was commonly associated with the genius's friend. He was careless and words ran out of his mouth faster than a bullet train but he was far from being an idiot. Shikamaru, after being friends with the boy for four years, discovered that the blonde was quite bright though it was hindered with his attention span.
Taught with the right methods and with huge amount of patience, Naruto would be in the top ten of the school. That's where the Nara boy comes in; he might be lazy but he never turns down a friend in need. He was not a genius for nothing.
Troublesome, he thought while watching Naruto get up from the floor and walk towards his desk with slumped shoulders. Naruto was a masochist; he must be one to endure the torments Sakura inflicts on him, both physically and emotionally.
"Hope he wakes up soon from this dragging 'love'," Shikamaru muttered under his breath. Naruto's concentration on that girl lasted for almost two years, making him wonder if the blonde has a short attention span. Two years of not gaining anything, even a glance.
Love is blind? It was more like blindfolded. You have eyes for seeing but you choose to ignore the bitter reality of unreturned feelings. You choose to walk with your eyes covered rather than face what your sight might offer.
He was interrupted with his thoughts when the classroom door opened. He was not the only one that stopped. Kiba stopped laughing, Chouji stopped eating and let the bag of chips fall down on the floor, Sakura and Ino stopped chatting about Sasuke-related things. Time literally stopped for the class of 2 – 1.
"Well, this is the literal cold welcome. Not even a hug?" the single visible eye curved downwards as the newcomer smiled (?)
"Good morning class."
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"Good morning class," the mask-and-eye patch wearing English teacher and class adviser Hatake Kakashi greeted his stunned students? He wondered if they've got enough sleep or they've eaten their breakfast to react like that. Is it really strange that he was standing by his advisory class's door?
No one could tell if he was handsome or not with things covering 75 % of his face but he had his adoring followers; female teachers, male and female students. His white hair defied gravity with the spikes pointing to the left-side. He had a well-shaped body of a 27 year old man that you could clearly see through the outline of his clothes.
He quickly scanned the room and found his most favorite student, Uzumaki Naruto who was closing and opening his mouth like a fish out of water.
"Naruto, you might want to close your mouth," he cheerily reminded the blonde, "So could the rest of you. I don't want any of you going in the infirmary because you swallowed something undesirable. Like tarantulas," he walked towards his table in the front while still reciting what undesirable things that they could swallow.
"— wasps, centipedes, or poisonous scorpions! Well there are still bugs and bugs and my favorite, cats! Be careful, you might die of asthma if you're allergic to them."
As a class, they already closed their mouths at the mention of tarantula. It might sound ridiculous but whatever comes from Kakashi-sensei's mouth sounds so believable. That's why he was a very, very effective teacher, supervisor and hopefully soon enough adoptive father and lover.
"Why the fucking hell are you one minute, fifty-six seconds, 0.03 milliseconds early?!" Naruto stood up from his seat and pointed an accusatory finger in Kakashi's direction.
They tell him that the boy has a short-span attention? It was more likely a boring-lecture-I'm-not-going-to-listen-to your-lectures disorder, which at least 50 percent of students in every classroom in every school in the whole geospheroid world has.
"Language, Naruto. We don't want our charming Iruka-sensei angry over the use of fucking hell, don't we?" the blonde immediately sat and shut up. He obviously didn't want to be reprimanded just for using foul words by, of all the persons in the world, by Iruka-sensei.
"Can't a teacher be early? Fate decided that I should not be saving cats, helping little grannies cross the teen-wheeler truck-infested roads and be lost in the road of life," he dramatically said with both of his arms raised in the air. Actually, he finished Icha-Icha paradise by 8:00 last night so he slept early, thus waking up early.
And fate, (Kakashi) also had other plans for a certain teacher.
"Hmmm…your class is actually chosen to –where's my earplugs, here they –," he inserted the plugs to both ears and grinned sadistically for the clueless students, "—to watch the shooting of Sasuke-kun!"
Sharp, shrilly shrieks penetrated the room.
"You know the location right, Sakura?"
The girl nodded and in lightning flash, the classroom was left in a cloud of dust. The boys were left coughing and fixing their hearing.
"You join them too. You might lose their hearts to Sasuke-kun," Kakashi safely removed the plugs and for the second time, dust clouds were left in the room. Who says his mask is useless?
Four boys, Shikamaru, Chouji, Kiba with Akamaru and Naruto walked in normal pace out of the room. Kiba was grinning madly while Naruto was lagging behind. He looked as if he carried the weight of 10 Akimichi on his shoulders.
The teacher was about to bury his nose back to his newly-bought orange porn book, when he heard a bit of conversation of the two suspicious boys.
"—this is your chance, Blondie! You can't let this pass!" Kiba's canines were more prominent due to his stretched mouth. "Are you planning to back out?"
"Uzumaki Naruto never backs out on his words! Believe it," the blonde raised his head proudly but his confidence dropped when he remembered something.
"You troublesome two, better get moving so we could get their faster," Shikamaru stretched out his arms and yawned, "The faster you walk, the faster I get my nap."
The voices fade out while Kakashi contemplated on what Naruto would be doing. Was it another prank? Well, his favorite could do anything today. It was technically a free day and free means adviser-free. Whatever the results of the blonde's activity, the guidance office would deal with it later.
His contemplation needed to more in reading the new installment of Icha-Icha, specifically the chapter were advices were written on how to get your male co-teacher as your lover.
Was that convenient or what? He'll be catching the dolphin very, very soon. He smiled maliciously behind his mask.
In the faculty room, Iruka sneezed and shivered while writing his lesson plan. It must because of the approaching winter, he thought.
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Kiba was happily bouncing Akamaru up and down in the air. With the help of Shikamaru, he smuggled his brother out of the animals' holding pen. He was caught during Monday and today was already Wednesday. They both had a lot of hours to catching up to.
Naruto meanwhile was literally dragging his every step. You could hear the scratching of his black sturdy, leather shoes in the waxed first floor corridor. He didn't want to do this!
His best friend looked at the depressed form of the blonde and wanted to tell him that the deal was off but he bit his tongue back.
If Naruto never backed down from challenges, Kiba never took his words back. Besides, the brunette justified, he still needed to clean that awful-smelling mini-barn of actual shit. He was still in a way miserable and he still did want someone to share his misery with.
Besides, it would also be a source of good laugh.
Me and my big mouth, Naruto was really, as in emo-suicidally depressed. First Sakura-chan yelled at him and rubbed saltt to his injury when she said that she'll be Mrs. Uchiha, not Mrs. Uzumaki.
And the source of his emo-depression was that thing, that vile, evil existence of Uchiha.
And that stupidly idiotic, imbecilic bet was another thing.
He never, ever backed down from challenges. It was his way of life.
Even of it was –
"Kiss the Uchiha."
Sakura had waited for this day.
She finally had the chance to watch her Sasuke-kun in action. And she'll use this opportunity to make him fall in love with her.
By giving him her cherry-flavored kiss.
She would make sure that no one would interfere; Ino, other girls or worst, Naruto. The guy has the habit of messing everything up.
This time, the poor, poor girl had no inkling that it would not be our dearest blonde that would be in her way.
The star struck girls and hateful boys of 2 –1 class scattered around the shooting area.
The girls were fussing about the actor while the boys glared at them for not noticing their own reachable male classmates.
Sasuke didn't mind the crowd this time. He likes the scene that they would be shooting this time. It was going to be a solo shot with Ichirou, the character he's portraying, would be facing out all of his ghosts and demons in life. He loved scenes that expose the human weaknesses.
He closed his eyes and concentrated, pulling out 'Ichirou' from his mental character stocks. This was what he does to get in-character, a desirable quality for actors and actresses.
Acting was an art form. You lose yourself behind another character and convince the audience that you are the character itself. It was just a formal name for pretending. Everyone does that in their everyday life, it just takes true talent to pull this stunt.
He forgot everything; he was now Nagano Ichirou, the cynical 16-year old high school student whose faith in everything living was distorted.
The staff and the audience were mesmerized with the transformation of the teenager. They could all feel it.
"Lights, camera, action! Scene 18, The Truth is not what you See," the director shouted.
"I don't believe in these words; friends, family, companionship and that –love," he looked at the sky with broken black eyes. He was wearing a black shirt which was open in the middle tied with white strings and faded navy blue jeans matched with black converse shoes.
No mistakes. No flaws. The perfect actor.
He pulled out the necklace from his pockets. It was a simple silver chain with a teardrop shaped ruby pendant.
"I never had those things back then," he clutched the necklace closely in his fists, "What difference would it make if I have them now?"
The crowd was spellbound. No wonder he was awarded as the Best Young Actor.
They were too busy watching that they didn't notice the two shadows sneak behind the trees.
"I don't know love. And I don't have the plans of knowing it…"
A form emerged from behind the huge acacia tree. Sasuke stopped reciting his lines. He couldn't remember this from the script.
The figure was smaller than him. He or she was wearing a plain large dark blue jacket which had the hood on his or her head paired with khaki shorts and blue sandals.
The person walked towards him and stopped within exactly 5 inches of the actor.
It took a few seconds before the head of the stranger looked up from the ground.
Sasuke's breath hitched when thin arms wrapped on his neck and a pair of soft lips landed on his own.
Time stopped. All he could feel were those supple lips clumsily kissing him. He could feel his heart erratically thumping against his chest, his mind clouded by different unnamable sensations. Lust, excitement, apprehension and one gentle, feathery brush of a feeling he couldn't grasp yet.
Maybe if he tasted those lips, he would know. And taste he did.
He pushed his tongue between them and parted the other's. The stranger, a boy gasped which made the invader's wet muscle enter easier. He taste sweet and salty, a completely unique taste that in normal circumstances Sasuke would never, ever taste. Since this was not normal, he indulged in the magical kiss that invoked a lot of things inside him. And he finally grasped the name of that final emotion that he is feeling right now.
The boy moaned and tried to return the kiss awkwardly, clinging to the actor more. The action made the hood fall a little lower, showing a familiar color of bright sunny blonde locks. Sasuke smirked, knowing that it was the blonde's first kiss. He didn't care about the reasons. Questions and answers could wait later.
Sasuke grunted out when the other pulled out of the embrace.
"Maybe you should try love. It might make you a lesser bastard and asshole," topaz eyes showed mirth and confusion.
He walked out of the scene as if nothing happened, taking leisurely steps before he disappeared.
Sasuke and the others were too astonished to react with the walk-out. Their brains were muddled with shock, their systems slowly processing what the hell exactly happened.
But being an Uchiha, Sasuke recovered faster than the rest of the fools and smirked. He finally found something more meaningful than acting his life out.
The blonde made a mistake in kissing him. And it was also a mistake showing his face for the faultless memory of Sasuke to imprint in his very useful mind.
"Oh, I'll be willing to try love, my lovely blonde fox," the smirk became smugger.
"You'll be the object of my sole attention. The only receiver of my passionate feelings."
Uchiha Sasuke, the 16 year old famous and handsome actor, fell in love.
You will be mine.
He better be watching his ass, Sasuke thought and grinned lecherously, or I'll be doing things to it soon enough.
Body, soul, your heart, I'll capture all of it.
It was love at first kiss.
TBC
Kiba, watch out for your porno collection! Protect it with all your might. Or not. I'm considering twisting your preferences. I can sniff other slightly forming pairs in the air.
Sasuke's inner pervert is slowly coming out. Run, Naruto, run! Protect that lovely ass of yours XD
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