Spiked Punch & Ignorance
Author: guttervomit
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters so no getting uppity at me.
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Chapter Six: The Infamous Burning Sensation
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Mind working hard to commit the recently passed event to his memory, Sasuke could only spare a single thought as a flurry of pink hair rushed past him.
'Bye, bye cover.'
Slowly becoming aware of his surroundings, the boy first noticed the smug look on the blonde's face beside him and then the shocked and possibly disturbed faces of the others.
"I think I'm drunk, too." He mumbled, the poor excuse receiving little more than a few shakes of the head. After a few moments of silence and a small cough, Sasuke realised why nothing was happening.
"I am not spinning that bottle."
Several pairs of eyes were rolled and an annoyed Ino spoke for them, "Then get out of the damn circle."
Without a fragment of protest, the dark haired boy stood and moved away from the couches, finding an uncomfortable wooden chair against the wall where he sat and looked in the general direction of the blonde, being careful not to allow his eyes to linger for too long.
A few minutes later, and all the initial excitement of the game had seemed to have worn off and the collection of teenagers in the couched area began to thin. Casually getting to his feet with a slight wobble, Sasuke neared the blonde, one particular objective in mind.
As his fingers caught a hold of his prey, the dark haired boy's eyes shot a glare at a particularly loud shout that came from a round boy across the room.
"Cake time!"
Knowing all efforts of trying to get the boy's attention after such a word would be pointless, Sasuke removed his hand from the boy's shoulder and instead used it to smack himself in the face.
'Stupid cake.' Realising he had not only just hit himself, but also started to curse a piece of food, the dark haired boy shook his head and then joined the flow of teenagers that were heading towards the drinks table.
The mess of bottles, glasses and cans was cleared away enough for a reasonably large cake to be set down. Catching a glimpse of it before his view was blocked off by other people, Sasuke saw that the cake had been shaped and iced in an adequate representation of Rock.
"Cake! Cake! Cake!" the unmistakeable voice of Naruto chanted, the boy's blonde hair intermittently becoming visible as he bounced up and down on the spot.
"Naruto!" the sound of what the dark haired boy guessed was a handbag hitting the blonde's head seemed to momentarily cease the boy's excitement before a rebuttal started.
"What was that for?!" Focusing in on the blonde's voice, Sasuke charged through the mass of teenagers, receiving a little bit of resistance as he went.
Just before the dark haired boy reached his destination, he felt his foot catch on something which caused him to topple forward through the crowd involuntarily. Just managing to stop himself from falling, Sasuke watched on slack jawed as the blonde he had unknowingly tumbled into fell into the birthday cake.
The room's reaction was immediate as all conversation stopped and wide eyes were directed at the scene.
Looking to the right of the blonde who was starting to pick himself up, Sasuke saw Rock looking on, obvious rage beginning to build. Thinking that it could be hazardous to his and the blonde's health if they lingered there much longer, Sasuke's arm shot out and grabbed Naruto's, dragging him in all his iced glory back through the crowd.
"That's it!" the expected shout came, the beginning of a no doubt lengthy rant. "Everybody out! Sensei made that specifically for me and you've just ruined it! OUT!"
Sasuke was already out the door with Naruto trailing behind him as the other boy began to shove people in the general direction of the exit.
"Good one, Sasuke." He heard the blonde grumble from behind him and he turned to deliver a come back but it died in his throat as he saw the boy's current appearance.
The left side of his face had a hefty amount of icing smeared across it with lumps of cake glued to it in random spots. Hoping they were out of Rock's rage zone, Sasuke stopped with a sigh and faced the boy.
"Look at you." The dark haired boy said, a slender hand reaching up to wipe away some of the sugary goo. "You're a mess."
Flicking the icing off his hand and onto the dirt, Sasuke noticed a look of horror cross the other boy's face.
"What?"
"You're wasting it!" Naruto grabbed the wrist of the icing covered hand in order to prevent any more being lost to the ground.
"And what else am I supposed to do with it?" the dark haired boy queried.
"Eat it. Duh." And with what Sasuke guessed was little thought process, the blonde pulled the hand close to his mouth and began to remove the offending sugary substance.
With his tongue.
"Na-Naruto." Barely able to utter the single name, the boy stood frozen to the spot.
"Hm?" The lone sound was all that was spared by the blonde as his tongue continued to work over the hand. A few moments of silence passed, Sasuke's eyes watching with intent as one by one his fingers disappeared between the boy's lips.
'Keep calm. Just keep breathing.'
Pulling back from the hand, Naruto inspected it before looking up to Sasuke's face which had taken up a look of shock.
"Oh!" Realisation lit up on the blonde's face and he smiled, dropping the boy's hand and using one of his own fingers to gather some remaining icing from his cheek. "You can have some too."
Sasuke's eyes felt like they were going to pop out of their sockets when he felt a hand grip his chin and part his lips enough to let in a single sugar covered finger. Unable to comprehend any sort of brain function, the dark haired boy let his mouth suck at the finger and clean away the icing.
The hands were removed from his face soon after and they were returned to wiping the remainders of the cake from the blonde's own face.
"So, where are we going?" the question pulled Sasuke back into reality and he realised he actually didn't know. "You can come back to my place if you want."
"What?" Once again, Sasuke found himself worrying for his heart's health as it sped up for the umpteenth time that night.
"I figured you and Sakura were in a fight and seeing as you guys live together.." The blonde trailed off, letting the dark haired boy figure it out for himself as Naruto tried to extract the mix of cake and icing from his hair.
"Oh, okay then." Sasuke answered with a small nod.
'Only because I need somewhere to stay. No other reason.' The dark haired boy thought, attempting to convince himself.
At the boy's answer, the blonde looked up, a big toothy grin plastered over his still partially iced face. "Let's go then."
As expected, when the two had arrived at the blonde's humble abode, the entire place was much more disorganised than Sasuke would have allowed had it been his home. Once Naruto had opened the door, he had ran around for a couple of minutes trying to make the area look reasonable.
Having finished his haphazard clean up, he stood with a hand scratching the back of his head and a sheepish smile on his lips. "Welcome to my home."
Neither knowing what to do, they just stood in silence, Sasuke gazing around at the new, unfamiliar surroundings while Naruto rocked back and forth on his feet.
"I'm gonna go clean myself up." The blonde's words broke the slightly awkward silence and he gestured vaguely to his face and hair. "You can wait in my room if you want."
Sasuke just nodded, mentally scolding his already rapid heart rate as its pace heightened further. "Sure."
The blonde walked further into his house and Sasuke followed, discovering a bedroom that was equally as chaotic as the rest of the house he'd seen.
"I shouldn't be long." The blonde informed, pausing in the doorway which Sasuke presumed lead to an en suit. "Sit on the bed if you want."
Left alone in the room, the dark haired boy compulsively straightened the bed covers and threw some questionably clean clothes into a basket that was surrounded by more clothes than it was holding. Finally happy with the condition of the bed, Sasuke let himself sit on the edge of the bed, feeling himself sink into the mattress as he tried to repress a stream of thoughts.
'I'm sitting on his bed. In his room.'
A crease formed in the boy's brow as he changed from the thought process of a fan girl to a firm, berating one.
'You idiot. It's a bed. Big deal.'
And then back again.
'But it's his bed.'
And again.
'Shut up you-'
"You alright, Uchiha?"
The dark haired boy's head snapped around to find Naruto standing in the doorway, rubbing a towel against his hair.
Shirtless.
"Sasuke?" The blonde called again, hand pausing in its rough movements. "Oi, up here."
A few clicks of Naruto's fingers later and the dark haired boy had managed to drag his gaze from ogling at the bare, muscly and slightly moist stomach and chest before him to look up at the bright, frolicsome, blue eyes of the blonde.
"Get a good enough look?" The boy mocked with a smirk, hand working at his hair again.
Catching himself before he responded with an answer that would certainly embarrass the boy further, Sasuke diverted his gaze to the floor by his feet as he felt his cheeks beginning to fill with the infamous burning sensation of a deep blush.
"Is Sasuke embarrassed?" The dark haired boy heard Naruto taunt as he began to pad over towards the bed and drop the damp towel near him, Sasuke not daring to lift his gaze.
Fortunately, or perhaps unfortunately for the boy, he didn't have to because after a few moments of him trying to control the flow of blood to his cheeks, his vision was engulfed by bare skin, blonde hair and those eyes that held oceans.
"Do you know how outrageously cute you are when you blush?"