Spiked Punch & Ignorance

Author: guttervomit

Disclaimer: I don't own the wonderful world of Naruto. I'm not that special.

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Chapter Eight: Three Hours and Twenty-Nine Minutes

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"You understand?"

Sasuke just nodded as he looked on at the sensei in front of him, despising the shiny, black bowl cut that resided on the top of the man's head.

"And you, Naruto?"

"Uh, yea." Looking at the blonde, the Uchiha noticed the lack of concentration and decided that he would find it most surprising if even half a word managed to ram its way into the space between his ears.

A swift nod from the sensei and then he was gone, leaving the two adolescents to their own devices, Sasuke shifting uncomfortably in the clothes that he had reluctantly borrowed from the blonde.

'Three hours and twenty-nine minutes.'

Already the dark haired boy was counting down to the time of his escape. Not wishing to be engulfed by the awkwardness that was being generated between the two, Sasuke grabbed a plastic bag from the table and headed to the doorway.

"I'll uh.. start outside."

Not staying long enough to see or hear of any reaction from the other boy, Sasuke was already out the door and feeling the sun's rays sink into his skin. A moment of content warmth was quickly discarded however when the Uchiha registered all the litter that surrounded him, bottles and cans covering the ground like bodies on a battlefield.

'Next time I see someone litter,' the dark haired boy thought to himself as he wiped his brow with the back of his hand, 'I swear they will be down a limb.' Sasuke hadn't been outside for long but the sun had decided that directing all its heat in his direction was a marvellous idea, the Uchiha's skin beginning to glisten with sweat only a few minutes in.

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Naruto turned to a rustle of plastic at the door way but quickly returned to what he was doing, back to his rubbish bag toting team mate. As he scrubbed at where bits of cake and icing had been ground into the floor the night before, his ears listened intently to what the other boy was doing.

Since they had abruptly woken up that morning, neither had said more than a few words to each other, eye contact being made only a couple of times before they both hurriedly looked away and it didn't appear to be changing anytime in the near future.

The two remained in silence for what felt an unmeasurable amount of time, the Uchiha having grabbed his own water filled pale, choosing another patch of soiled ground to work at with his brush. The soundlessness of the room began to push in on the blonde, causing a pressure that he thought might blast his eardrums, eventually causing him to slam down his scrubbing brush.

"Ugh! What happened between us last night?!" Naruto stayed where he was, kneeling in front of a puddle, eyes locked on his hands as his chest heaved from breathing. After no response was given after the space of a few moments, the boy turned to look at whom the question was directed towards. "Oi, I asked you a question."

The ever so calm Uchiha sighed and dropped his task, opting to instead shift from kneeling to sitting with his back against the wall, arms slack by his sides and a leg bent up towards his chest. Naruto watched as the boy closed his dark eyes and tilted his head back.

"Well?" He prompted edgily, discarding his own scrubbing brush on the ground and turning his body to face the silent boy.

"Stop being so impatient, Naruto." The dark haired boy scolded calmly, not moving from his position. "I'm trying to think."

The blonde obeyed and a silence settled again, allowing one boy to think while the other looked on. It was only this time of noiselessness that Naruto was able to register what the Uchiha was wearing. In their rush to get ready, Naruto had thrown some spare clothes at the other after a few minutes spent failing to retrieve his garments from the night before.

In the hurry and confusion, the blonde had not been particular about what clothes he had given, just that they were clean and looked about the right size. Now, however, as his eyes rolled over the others apparel, he couldn't help but smile.

The boy's shirt was a bright orange, a great contrast from his usual navy, with a bright yellow smiley face dominating the centre. 'I can't believe he put that on.' His thought in disbelief, a smile remaining on his lips. As his eyes travelled downward and fell upon the other piece of clothing he'd leant the Uchiha, he felt his smile and jaw drop.

The colour was not offending and too out of character for the dark haired boy, a simple black, but as he looked on, Naruto assumed his size guessing abilities weren't that up to scratch. Even as he sat, the pants on Sasuke hung dangerously low, hip bones being exposed.

"Okay." The Uchiha spoke, giving the blonde enough time to manage a blank face before the boy's eyelids unveiled his dark eyes. "I can't remember everything but I believe it will be enough."

"Did we.. uhh.. you know.." The blonde's words stumbled out of his mouth, a sentence unable to be formed.

"We didn't have sex." The Uchiha answered the incomplete question. "Not quite."

Naruto let out a sigh of relief. Though the blonde had given up denying to himself that he did indeed have feelings towards the boy before him, he wasn't sure he was quite ready for something of that level of maturity.

"Wait. Not quite?"

"Well, from what I can discern, we stopped at what I guess you could call heavy petting." The Uchiha responded, voice never changing from its composed state.

"Heavy petting?!" Naruto's mind scrambled over the possibilities. "Why are you staying so calm?! Shouldn't you be beheading me? Tearing me limb from limb? Swearing me to secrecy? SOMETHING?!"

"Well," Sasuke started, "Apart from the fact that causing you pain would do me no favours and common sense stopping you from telling anyone anyway, I can't say I regret doing it."

This reply had Naruto dumbfounded and it took him a few moments before he could gather up a single word.

"What?"

Sighing, the dark haired boy began to repeat his last sentence. "Apart from the fact-"

"No, not that." The blonde shook his head as he interrupted. "You.. You don't regret it?"

"Well, when I had first realised what had happened last night, my first reaction was to panic. But I have been thinking about it and I came to the conclusion that we both wanted it so therefore there should be no regret about it. And-"

"Sasuke." The blonde interrupted, aware of the Uchiha's words becoming rushed and the boy's eyes beginning to dart around the room, signs that he was starting to lose his cool. "You just had to say 'no'."

"Oh."

Colour began to softly creep across the boy's cheeks and Naruto had to chuckle, dismissing all the worry and concern that had been clouding his mind for the whole morning. "I'll never get over how cute you are when you blush."

Of course Sasuke couldn't help but blush deeper and just look down at the ground with a frown.

Crawling over on his hands and knees, Naruto knelt in front of the Uchiha, the smile on his lips reflecting the happiness that he felt seeping out of his skin and into the room around him.

When Sasuke managed to make himself look up at the blue orbs before him, he couldn't resist mirroring the boy's smile and leaning towards it. Naruto smiled into the kiss, positive that this particular moment would be with him until the day he died.

Even as someone walked through the door and threw them a taunting comment, the blonde simply gave him a one fingered salute, not allowing it to spoil his mood.