HEY! Look an update! We are very close to the end now! Confession: I did rush this chapter a little bit in the beginning because it was the only part i hadnt written of the chapter and i wanted to post this today because well...its the only day i really have internet! Chapter nine is halfway complete and Ten is totally done...Dont question me...Anyway enjoy!
Chapter Eight: Locker Room Antics
After the whole mess with stripping, my relationship with Iruka became better than ever, he was more open and I was more inappropriate. It worked. Now that the issue of our relationship was taken care of the next issue was my friends.
I checked the calendar on my phone, noticing that it was Choji's birthday today which meant that we would all go out to eat at our favorite diner and convince Shikamaru to pay the entire bill with his own money. It's a tradition we decided to start last year since it's the only way Choji really actually enjoys it.
If they don't mention yesterday at any time during the day, then they will defiantly bring it up at the diner during dinner.
I'm grateful that it's Friday, I need a weekend off from hell. Feeling like crap, I staggered my way into the building ignoring the roaming eyes of the starved crowed of peers. At the end of it all Kiba was waiting for me outside of my classroom. "What do you want?"
"Relax; I'm not here right now to talk about all the crap that went down yesterday." Kiba claimed with his hands up, "I was just going to warn you to watch out for Sasuke today, he's got mood swings going like crazy and as much as I would like to help you, you know that I can't stop the guy from bothering you."
I sighed rubbing my eyes, that bastard "Thanks. Sorry."
He wagged his finger at me, a light smirk on his face, "Try to relax ya'know?" Before I could reply he walked away, waving down the hall way. He was more worried than he was letting on.
Sasuke was standing outside my classroom door before the bell releasing us even began to ring; I took my time and let him wait. I even irritated the teacher by taking way too long to gather my notes together. By the time I actually left the room, Sasuke was livid, fueled by impatience. Surprisingly he decided not to attempt talking, and just followed me to gym.
A class that I had forgotten we had together.
So what, is he escorting me to class or something? I don't like babysitters and I don't need one either. It was gym class that occurred to me that he may have just been to pissed off to talk. Especially since today the teacher decided it would be just freaking awesome to play doge ball and put me and Sasuke on opposing teams so that we could hit the shit out of each other.
Actually he hit the shit out of me, with his fists.
Which lead to the gym teacher getting pissed, and he sent us back to the locker room to get changed and go to the office where we would receive diving punishment.
"Get out of the way." He grumbled, shoving me out of his way to walk to his locker.
"What the hell is your problem?!" I didn't give him time to reply, instead I shoved his body into the locker nearby, he immediately bounced back tackling me to the ground. He shifted his weight and pinned me, I don't even want to think about what this floor could be possibly covered with. "I hate you, you're such a bastard!" I yelled, my eyes squeezing shut as I resumed trying to push my arms up and out of his grasp, but he held on firm. I opened my eyes to glare, where was a punch? A knee to the stomach? Some sort of other harmful physical contact? But the look in his eyes, I found myself relaxing with wonder. His breathing was deep and I was drawn to his lips as my ears locked on the sound of his exhales.
"Sasuke..?' I said cautiously with wonder as he shifted his weight and leaned in closer. My breath caught in my throat as his eyes filled my vision and mind.
"Sasuke, I-" "You always talk too damn much" his strained voice interrupted, his heaving chest and the sound of panting filled my ears as he pressed our lips together roughly. I tried to pull my arms away, but weakness consumed me putting an end to any struggle. I could feel my eyelids strain with the shocked expression I was bound to be making. I have to stop him…that was my only thought before, his tongue started invading my mouth, so soft as it caressed mine. A small moan escaped my mouth as he continued to explore it, my arms wrapping around his neck.
Wait when did he let go of them?
One of his hands was cupping my face as the other caressed my stomach, pulling my shirt up. A tingling sensation began to take over my mind, but a pull at the zipper on my pants snapped my brain back into action.
Oh shit, he's trying to go all the way.
Panicking, I shift arm position effectively elbowing him in the face with all my strength. Clutching his nose with a scowl, Sasuke rolled to the side letting a stream of curses out. Hopping up and shoving my locker shut, I went for the door of the locker room pausing for a second to look back at a smirking smug Sasuke. Feeling the burn of my cheeks, I couldn't help but yell,"Fucking rapist!" before opening the door and entering the hall. I'm not sure if I heard the next words from sasuke correctly, but just before the door shut I could have sworn he said, "Its not rape if you like it."
Bastard.
Afterschool I went to go eat out with the guys at our favorite diner, I bought Choji a gift card to the restaurant which he seemed to enjoy. I didn't know if I wanted to talk about what happened, but I know I will eventually and I don't want to tell Ino and I don't want to tell Iruka anything just yet, so…why not my friends?
"So…he kissed you?" Kiba quizzed, everyone else sat back in shock. "A kiss…?"
"Well yeah stupid, isn't that what I just said?!" I snatched his drink from his hands and sucked down whatever the hell he got just out of spite.
"Did you kiss back?" He asked avenging his soda, I nearly spit out the drink in shock before regaining some composure to reply and letting a glare ease onto my face. I leaned towards him, my elbows taking up more space than before on the table.
"Nobody likes playing 20 questions ya'know?" I replied with a glare, crossing my arms and leaning back in my seat.
"Is that a real game?" Choji wondered out loud, we all looked at him with our eyebrows raised, he shrugged, "What it's a valid question."
Kiba turned back to me, "So I take it that you kissed back, which means you liked it."
"Or he was just incredibly horny like he is all the time." Shikamaru commented in my defense, despite the fact that I don't think I'm really that horny all the time.
"Or maybe he's just in denial, and I know it because I have been in numerous relationships and therefore know more about the topic of love than you do." Kiba, the mean cop, spit back, clearly annoyed by Shikamaru, serving the role of my lawyer, butting in on his interrogation. Only now Shikamaru was offended, you could tell by the visual shift in his posture.
"Excuse me? How does that prove any other point than you're a dumb whore who doesn't really know how relationships work and just can't wait to get it out of your pants?" Shikamaru had done it; nothing annoys Kiba more than being called a whore. Mostly because Kiba was always talking about how a whore is something only women can be. I'm not really sure if that's true but either way it was just something you didn't call him.
Sure he's been in about 20, 30…okay probably more…romantic relationships with people, and while he brags about it he's only really been sexual with about two of them. But he only told me that, and if I tell anyone else he will really kill me.
"A whore? You know what Shika…." I clapped my hands together, effectively interrupting Kiba. They both were now paying attention to me once again.
"Alright you guys, enough with your sexual tension for now okay? Let's get back on fixing this issue with me before the bastard jumps me okay?" they sent one last glare at each other before silently agreeing with me.
"I say ignore him." Shikamaru advised, having a glaring contest with Kiba while our waitress placed food on the table. Kiba, who smiled nicely at the pretty waitress as she walked away, this didn't go unnoticed by Shikamaru who rolled his eyes before continuing his talk, "Just don't respond to him and see what he does next."
"How the hell does that make sense?" Kiba interjected, taking a giant bite of his burger and talking with his mouth full, "Obviously Sasuke has some kind of interest in you, trust me it's not like him to just jump someone and ignoring him will just piss him off. Just freaking talk to him, give him some kind of answer!"
"Will you fucking swallow already!" I said, trying to clean up some ketchup that apparently spilled over the side of my plate. "It's really freaking distracting to watch you chew your food man...but I see what you mean about Sasuke, but I don't want to talk to him. And knowing him he will freaking turn up at my house or some shit wanting to know everything!"
"Just tell him you have to think about it or something." We all turned our attention to Choji whose plate was already clean, "What? I've been told that before, when I asked out a girl…one time."
Deciding to ignore the obvious sadness in Choji's advice I focused on what it would be like to say that to Sasuke, the worst it could do is irritate him right? Crunching noises filled my mind; I glared at Kiba who was chewing away at his hamburger with surprisingly crisp pickles. Right then in there that's when it dawned on me, "Kiba, is Sasuke gay? It just seems to me like you're not really all that surprised about him kissing a guy, just that he kissed me."
"Well…I…."He swallowed the large chunk of food, shrugging, "I mean…he may have mentioned being into that once or twice but it was never really an open thing. I don't know! He's never really dated or anything that I know of, I actually thought the guy was asexual for a long time."
"And you didn't share this with any of us because?" I asked.
"Because it's not any of your business, look when you tell me things, I don't blab my mouth to Sasuke so why would I do that to him?!" Kiba defended, sighing into what was left of his sandwich, "Look man, go home and really think about it, figure your shit out because you're the only one who can!"
Silence followed, I already knew that was true, I just didn't want to accept the answer I already knew. I liked it all. I liked the kiss, his smell, and the feeling of his body against mine. But what can I do? Act on it? I hardly even wanted to be the guys freaking friend, and now all of a sudden….all of a sudden what?
Without thinking about it I slammed my hands down on the table, "FUCK ME!" coming to my senses, I looked around at the shocked faces of all my friends. Regretting my actions immediately I came to my senses, "I'm sorry, it's just ….I am going home now. Happy birthday Choji, I'll see you guys later."
"We are going to hang out later!" Kiba called after me as I left the diner, I could feel everyone's eyes on me again. I almost with Iruka came up instead.
"How was your day?" Iruka eating at the kitchen table called at me, I sighed rubbing the back of my head, "Have fun eating out?"
"It was okay, there was some good food, I didn't really eat that much though." I sighed again, deciding to pace. Then I noticed a look a recognized on Iruka's face, oh damn.
"You better sit down; I have a confession to make." Said Iruka as I sat down at the table, I watched his hands twist together nervously and I got the feeling it was going to be awkward.
"Well, we make money, but it still wasn't enough for what we needed for your private school and to just live in this house like we do….and unlike Shikamaru you're entrance exam was…sort of low….so when I went in to have a conference with the principle I ended up…sleeping with him." Iruka sent a nervous smile my way, his face tinted pink.
"THAT BASTARD!" my fists pounded on the table, the flesh of my knuckles burning hot with the sting of the wood, "I always knew there was something off about him, the look in his eyes….the smug ass."
"Calm down Naruto!" Iruka pleaded, rising his hands up in the air, "There is more to it than that….I offered, and he isn't really all that bad once you get past his initial personality."
I looked up at him with realization, the two plates, the extra pair of shoes at the door, the toothbrush. "Oh god, you're dating him. I thought you were just bringing in some clients for extra dough!"
How could this week get any worse?!
PLEASE REVIEW~! And I'm also going to work more on phobia!let me remind u there will never be full on sexy time in my fics~! speaking of which, GothSteph helped me write the steamish part! I forgot the first time!