Sasukec: I know that once again, I'm a little behind and I have absolutely NO excuse this time because school is finally out. I've just been a little lazy and working on a little web show with my besty :)

Well, enjoy despite my idiotic delays :D

"Yo! Sasuke!"

It was almost impossible to hear anything past the drills and engines being tested. However, after working at Cargo's Workshop for a year, you kind of got used to it. At least Sasuke was. He heard his name called and stopped his welding for a moment to see who called for him. He lifted his face mask up, revealing his usually perfect, pale skin to be covered in sweat and grease. He replied past a shrill engine drill.

"What?"

The response came back harsh and quick, "Get your ass OVER here Uchiha!"

Sasuke groaned and once again mentally noted that he hated his life. He finally realized that it was Asuma, his manager, as he got up and walked over to him. Once he was standing next to Asuma, whom was currently working under a truck, he yelled again, "What?"

Asuma slid out from the white truck, threw a red rag at Sasuke, then took a drag on his cigarette. The Uchiha caught the rag as Asuma exhaled a puff of smoke before speaking, "Clean up, little missy. We've got someone waiting up front!"

Sasuke groaned, but knew he had no choice in the matter. He wiped his face and hands as he made his way through a short hallway where the drills became less obnoxious, but obnoxious nonetheless. The Uchiha stuck the now greased up rag in the back pocket of his jeans before entering the reception area of Cargo's Workshop.

Sasuke shivered upon entering the reception area. He remembered that the reception area was always so much colder than the garage and he'd just walked into a blizzard. It didn't help that he was wearing his black wife beater. But, if Sasuke complained at all Asuma would say, "Shut the hell up, you whiner!" or, "I'm sorry, princess! Let me fix that for you. Want me to fluff your pillows while I'm at it?". Even now, Asuma would take no pity on the brunette.

Standing before Sasuke was someone he would rather NOT see. He'd much rather jump off a cliff. At least he'd most likely black-out before hitting the rocks at the bottom. But, instead he was stuck with servicing the idiotic blonde who looked at Sasuke and immediately acted liked a whipped dog. That was a little encouraging, but not enough. The Uchiha was basically in the same place as Naruto was the day before, except Sasuke was in no way intimidated by Naruto. He was only annoyed.

"Can I help you?" Sasuke tried to be polite.

"Y-Yeah, I was told to come here and ask about my car."

"Well, what's your car?"

"It's uh..." Naruto tried his best to never make eye contact and instead eyed a poster about how to check your oil. "It's a white Ford Pickup... 98."

Sasuke remembered now that Asuma had told him about someone coming by for that truck he was working on.

"Your fan belt was worn out and it's being replaced in the shop right now. I'll go check out the status, wait here."

Sasuke walked back into the garage and found Asuma taking a break by a table littered with many various tools. The brunette spoke over another shrill engine drill, "Naruto's here about his Ford Pickup. What's the status?"

Asuma blew out a puff of smoke, then replied, "It's finished and taken care of. Here!"

The middle-aged man threw a key at Sasuke, then put his cigarette out. The Uchiha caught the key, then made his way to the white truck only a few feet away. He entered the truck, started it up, then backed it out of the garage. He drove it around to the front of Cargo's Workshop and put it in park before cutting the engine and exiting the truck. He walked around the truck and made his way back inside the reception area where he walked past a slightly confused blonde.

Once Sasuke was behind the reception desk, he began writing down a record of the truck, its model, date, etc. Naruto seemed as though he was going to remain quiet, until he cleared his throat.

"Sorry about yesterday, Sasuke..."

The Uchiha paused for a brief moment, then grunted. Sasuke didn't mean the grunt to be an acceptance of an apology nor a rejection, he just let the blonde take it as he would. Naruto obviously got that intention. Naruto spoke again with a little uplift in his tone, "I never would've thought you'd work here."

If he's trying to force his way into good terms with me, he's doing an absolutely shitty job of it. Sasuke thought to himself as he continued to write the record down.

"Look, Sasuke... I feel bad about how we left things off."

Why did the record have to be so damn long? Naruto waited for a moment for any kind of reply from Sasuke. After none came and the Uchiha kept his eyes bore into the record, Naruto tried again.

"I thought we were at least friends?"

As if Sasuke's prayers had been answered, he finished filling out the record. He slammed a copy of the record and his key on the reception desk in front of Naruto, making the blonde jump a bit. Sasuke's scowl only deepened as he replied harshly, "Thanks for coming to Cargo's Workshop, Uzumaki. But I'm not interested in reminiscing about our past. Now leave."

As Sasuke walked back down the hallway that led into the garage, Naruto stood there in front of the reception desk, a dagger pierced through his hopes. After Sasuke was completely out of view, Naruto grabbed the record and his key, then shoved the piece of paper into his pocket as he stormed out. The blonde entered his truck, then almost violently shoved his key in the ignition. But, instead of starting the car up, he just sat without moving for what seemed like hours.

Why am I so pissed? Or am I pissed? Dammit, I should know by now that if I try to do anything around that asshole, I'm a complete emotional wreck. What is up with Uchihas and doing this to people?

He put both his hands on the steering wheel and his grip tightened. He finally moved to look out his driver's window. The sky was starting to turn a light pink.

I should leave... I'm either having the biggest urge to go in there and confront Sasuke again, or just beat the shit out of him.

As if on queue, Sasuke walked out the front door of Cargo's. The blonde saw him just as he walked out and continued to watch him as he made his way over to a black Camaro and entered it. Naruto was slightly amazed that the Uchiha didn't notice him. Oh wait, Naruto wasn't amazed at all how the Uchiha ignored him. Sasuke's engine revved as he left the parking lot.

Douche...

The blonde finally started his own car, then left the parking lot more confused than ever in his teen years.

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