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"Talking"

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Thinking

To put it simply, Naruto was having a shitty day. After figuring out that Gaara left him to wake on his own, and he was currently late for school. Make that about thirty minutes late. So no matter how fast Naruto ran or called on a few favors, he would probably be late for school by about an hour and miss first period.

Since he was going to be late already, the blond took his time doing his morning routine and all. Unfortunately, the hot water heater must have broke or something since he had to experience a cold shower, there was no fruit left in the bowl, Naruto bumped into more furniture, and his cell phone was chalked full of messages from Sakura wondering if he was kidnapped or something.

As he arrived at school, his art teacher gave him one of those pitying looks. Was he in trouble with Tsunade again? He couldn’t be considering she would normally laugh at him. No it was much worse. It turns out that one of her other student fucked up his clay sculpture he was doing by leaving a huge chuck of clay on the baking kiln.(1) Nothing was saved from the explosion beside tiny pieces of his fox’s ear and dust-worthy clay limbs. The only upside he had so far was turning in his homework on time.

Feeling frustrated for the billionth time today after an underclassman ran into him and spilled juice all over his shirt at lunch, Naruto left the cafeteria and changed into his gym clothing. Naruto wrinkled his nose at the oppressed smell of gym socks and sweat that radiated off his offending clothing. It was not abnormal to wear your gym clothes in case of an emergency, but the stench kept people at a comfortable ten feet away. The only person able to breach the wall of odors surrounding Naruto was no one other than Sakura.

“When was the last time you washed that thing!?” Sakura screeched.

“Before the soccer game with Sasuke.”

“And you haven’t washed it?”

“Your point?” Naruto raised an eyebrow as he watched his pink-haired friend tried to keep up besides him.

“My point is that you should go home and change! Or at least wash that thing!”

Naruto was practically covering his ears by this point. He in no way wanted to deal with the girl this early…or late… in the morning. She just would not shut up sometimes. One second she is complaining about how badly he smells, and the next she's all motherly and asking what had happened to him this morning. He could have sworn she was acting like a knaggy girlfriend. Naruto had newfound respect for the jumpsuit clad Rock Lee.

On top of dealing with Sakura, Naruto’s “To Do” list was quickly filling up. He had a project he had due next week in World History, an art project to start over on and change, finish other homework, clean his living room, go to work, attend Sasuke’s party tonight, and … just too much. The more the day went on, the more he felt depressed and he was constantly getting messages from Sakura about when she was going to pick him up for the party, what he was wearing, etc. That was until he spotted a mysteriously familiar red head amongst the boring hair colors of the KH population. Running straight for him, Naruto jumped unto Gaara’s back which caused Gaara to nearly tip over. The only reason why they didn’t fall was because people like Gaara just don’t fall over from blonds pouncing on your back.

“You smell,” Gaara said as he grimaced over Naruto’s weight, “and lay off the ramen would you?”

“You know I don’t eat ramen that much anymore,” Naruto said is Gaara’s ear, “and I don’t weigh that much! Maybe you’re just too weak. Where are you heading to?”

Gaara nearly grunted in response, so Naruto snatched the schedule from the red head’s hand and examined the sheet. Gaara had practically memorized his schedule by now and started to head over to his last class.

“Hey, we have the same last class together.” Naruto didn’t sound too overly excited. He simply just stated the obvious. Was the blond okay?

He continued walking as Naruto had practically glued himself to his back. This pretty much gained a lot of attention from the rest of the student body considering the red head had never spoken to his other classmates and only talked when a teacher addressed him. How did Naruto know this guy if this was the first time anyone saw them together?

Isn’t high school gossip wonderful?

Naruto was chatting to his quiet transportation device until they reached Asuma’s science class. Most of the class was silent except a few girls giggling about their girly thoughts. “Uzumaki-kun, why are you riding on our new student’s back?”

The blond stared at Asuma-sensei like he had just grown a second head, “Why not?”

“Well, it is really distracting for a teacher to see his student getting a piggy-back ride from the new transfer student…” Asuma stared at Naruto while chewing idly on his toothpick.

“It’s not like I just met him or something,” Naruto pouted at his teacher until Gaara suggested he get off considering they were in the classroom now. The blond sighed as he slipped off Gaara’s back and plopped down in his seat near the back. He could practically feel all of the stares aimed at him, but he didn’t care since he was finally able to have a word to Gaara about anything in general. He had a new outlet to talk to and burden his troubles on them, even if it were for a moment’s time.

As Naruto stared at the board ahead of him, the late bell rang and the chords of conversation that had started back up after their interesting entrance, died back down. Besides getting a piggy-back ride, nothing else was supposed to be eventful today, but karma had other ideas. Instead, Naruto felt a science book slam him in the back of the head which caused him to lightly yelp at the impact. Thank god Asuma didn’t really care about what Naruto was doing anymore unless it concerned his grades.

The blond spun around in his seat to glare at the person behind him only to have his gaze met by the Uchiha himself. Again, Naruto was assaulted by Sasuke with a piece of paper that was shot in between his forehead. He started to glare at the dark stare Sasuke was giving him, and further frowned when the guy didn’t even seemed fazed. Naruto turned back around and opened the note that fell into his lap to avoid looking at Sasuke anymore. Sometimes he swore Sasuke was always on male PMS or something…

“What the hell was that?” Naruto read the neat scribble across the page. Why did he care? The blond simply wrote back something stupid and flung the note behind him. He almost laughed at the growl he received in return.

The notes kept going back and forth while Naruto kept on pissing Sasuke off with his cryptic messages. Never before had Sasuke ever felt this angry with Naruto, besides yesterday when he wouldn’t listen to him. Why wasn’t he answering him? Why come up with all these excuses? Sasuke felt something horrible bubble up in him that made his body feel disgusted. “Why aren’t you answering me?”

“I am, but may be its just not what you want to hear,” Sasuke was ready to grab Naruto and strangle him as he replied back to Naruto’s messy handwriting. Thankfully, the bell had rung signaling their release. Damn, he forgot to take notes.

“Naruto, can I speak with you,” the look in Sasuke’s eyes left no room for argument. Naruto was determined to get out as soon as possible, but he found that his feet were melted to the floor. Sasuke was looking at him with a…he didn’t even know how to describe it. The look made him feel weird, and not the usual “I hate you” feeling he used to resist Sasuke’s ego. This one made him feel submissive. Just like in the old days where he used to follow Sasuke around as if he idoled him. The days where him and Sasuke were just them and talked to each other without having their conversations heating up. Oh how he missed this feeling.

Though Naruto wanted to lash out at the jerk, he could not bring himself to do it. He let himself be dragged off into another part of the school, and the blond was having a hard time focusing on the pathways between the crowded hallways and no red head in sight. Naruto sighed at his idiocy and just stared at the warm hand enveloping his in a tight embrace. He did not know where he was but if he had to guess, it would be near the amateur science laboratories the school provided for their children.

“Now explain,” Naruto frowned at the loss of touch that disappeared when Sasuke released him but seemed to linger on his skin. Sasuke had crossed his arms and was now glaring at Naruto in his almighty way. The blond scoffed at the sight before him. How had he let Sasuke just led him down here without an explanation? Why did he even let the raven bring him out here? Naruto was losing his touch.

“I do not have anything to say to you.”

“No, you do. Who was that?”

“Who was who?”

“Naruto.” The heated gaze Naruto received was simply breath taking. The sun had set nicely on Sasuke’s hair, and the smoldering look made the blond feel like he was on fire.

“Didn’t you hear? His name is Gaara.”

“Don’t give me that crap. Why were you on his back?”

“Simple. He’s my friend and I wanted to have some fun. He was the closest one nearby,” Naruto didn’t know why he was lying. It was a half-lie, but a lie all in the same. If Naruto wanted to survive, he would need to look away soon. Anytime now…

Sasuke backed Naruto up against one of the walls and trapped him in between his arms. The blond could not escape with two hands besides his head to prevent any sort of running away. Obsidian eyes continue to bore into Naruto’s cerulean ones. The raven seemed to be losing face a lot more lately around Naruto. “Simple? This is not simple Naruto.”

So Sasuke could tell he was lying? “Then why don’t you tell me what’s going on?!”

“Hn.”

Feeling frustrated from being interrogated, Naruto invaded Sasuke’s personal space and stood as tall as he could to the raven. He still came up a bit short, but there was no way he would let himself be told what to do by Sasuke. Their breath mingled and faces only centimeters apart. Sasuke only briefly cut off their connection to stare at Naruto’s features a bit before returning his gaze back to the blonde’s “intimidating” glare. He barely smiled at how cute Naruto was being.

“Why are you smiling?” Sasuke lifted his hands from the wall and let them fall to his sides. His lips didn’t even look like they were happy, yet Naruto could tell his emotions so easily as long as he was looking for it. May be it was because his eyes were glowing that made Naruto think he was amused.

“You still haven’t answered me yet.” Naruto pouted at his response. Sasuke never answers his questions so why should he? Give or take that he did lie at some point, but that was to protect himself. From what he did not know.

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