Chapter 7

Naruto slowly opened his eyes and closed them again as the faint light in his room made the pounding in his head worse. He groaned and massaged his temples hoping to get the pain to disappear. He could hear a faint buzzing sound that seemed to come from within, great now he had to listen to this weird noise just because his body had been used to all the noise from the club. He was hearing noises because of the absent of even greater noise… such a weird concept.

He opened his eyes just a bit and looked for his phone, but couldn't find it. He frowned, not sure where he could have placed it. Then suddenly the memories from yesterday slowly made their way into his consciousness. Small fragments of what happened, everything smashed and pushed together, it was hard to make sense of it all. He remembered dancing with a guy, he remembered having fun and then fear. He couldn't wrap his head around precisely what happened, just that the guy had kissed him and he was scared.

He also remembered a black-haired guy. He had mixed feelings about him, some part of him hated him and some part liked him... the problem was just... he couldn't really remember why. Naruto groaned loudly and rubbed his face with his hands, this was all too complicated, and he should never drink again. He pulled the covers away and shivered from the cold, stretched his body and tried to get out of bed. The movement made everything blur and he quickly covered his mouth with his hand from the sudden feeling of throwing up. He didn't usually drink, so it wasn't like he had much experience with hangovers, but it felt different. The few times he had woken up after being out all night drinking he just felt exhausted and a little dehydrated, but this time the room was spinning like crazy and he was nauseous. He just wanted to lie on his cold bathroom tiles and sleep for a couple of days.

Unfortunately that wasn't an option so he staggered out to the bathroom and grabbed the sink to keep himself up. He turned on the water and took some big gulps and hoped it would help. The image in the mirror looked just as awful as he felt and it was times like these where he wished that he was living with somebody. It would have been nice if there was a person who could look after him and nurse him back to health, but he was all alone and he just had to get used to that. He went back to his bed and decided the best action would be to just sleep it off.

Sasuke woke up feeling pretty refreshed. He hadn't drunk that much and had remembered to drink a lot of water before he went to bed. He looked over at his night stand and saw the two phones lying there, and he couldn't help the small smirk that pulled at his lips; he was going to have fun for a while now. He always felt like life was a boring chore he had to go through and was always trying to find something to entertain himself with. For the most part that fun came from ruining others business or seeing the look in their eyes as they knew that the Uchiha family would always be better than them. He had never found a person interesting like this. His fun came from humiliating them, being better than them, using his power to get what he wanted... but it was slowly becoming boring as well. Everything was so predictable. People was throwing themselves at him, wanting a part of his power and wealth or was just lusting after his good genes. There was also the ones who wanted to ruin him, to remove the arrogant smirk from his face, but that was predictable as well because no one had ever accomplished that. His family was simply too powerful for anyone to go against them.

He got up and went to his closet to find some clothes. His room was large but was very simple. It had pale blue walls with nothing to adorn them and the covers on his bed were a dark blue and was placed in the corner of his room. In the other end there was a huge black table with all his paper work from university and from his work at his family's business. Everything was neatly organised into folders and with small notes and there was also an expensive computer placed precisely in the middle of the table. He opened one of the doors to his big closet and looked at his suits that were pressed and hung nicely on their hangers. He took one of the suits out but decided against it and put it back. That blonde idiot was surely going to call him today so he wanted to wear something a little different. He opened the other door and looked at the many shelves with nicely folded, organised clothes. He took out a pair of black pants, a black tank top and a dark blue shirt. He put the clothes on and looked approvingly at himself in the full-body mirror beside the closet. The dobe wouldn't know what hit him.

Naruto woke up from a loud noise and tried to cover his ears. He had such a nice dream and the noise made his head hurt again. The noise got louder and his brain could slowly begin to place what it was. The knocking on his door got more impatient and he sighed deeply, it seemed like he would have to get up. He quickly put on some old clothes lying around beside his bed and went out to open the door.

"That took forever, what were you doing?" Kiba pouted.

"Sleeping." Naruto rubbed his eyes "and could you keep your voice down a bit. You're giving me a headache."

Kiba laughed, "You really partied yesterday, huh? But I kind of got that idea yesterday when I walked you home. You were so out of it, it was kind of scary."

Naruto frowned "What did I do?"

"You were just staggering around, mumbling to yourself something about a bastard you met and how you wanted to strangle him."

Naruto couldn't really remember the walk back. He knew he had met Kiba on the station and he had followed him to his door... but how did he get to the station in the first place? Then he suddenly remembered. That bastard had helped him, kissed him and then stolen his phone.

"Bastard" Naruto yelled and frightened Kiba by his sudden outburst. "Give me your phone!"

Kiba wasn't sure where all his anger suddenly came from but hesitantly gave him his phone. Naruto found himself and pushed call.

Sasuke suddenly heard a weird noise close to him, a high-pitched voice repeating the word "ramen". He rolled his eyes, who was dumb enough to have that as a ringtone that was simply to embarrassing. He looked around and noticed everybody in class was looking at him. He closed his eyes and sighed deeply. That idiot was going to pay for this. He reached into his bag and put the phone into his pocket, before he excused himself and went out.

"Bastard you stole my phone!" The loud voice threatened to harm his eardrums.

"I didn't steal it I just borrowed it." He shrugged even though Naruto couldn't see it on the other line.

"Then give it back!"

"I'll give it back on one condition. You have to come and get it yourself, I won't give it to anyone else."