Ah, second chapter! I'm so excited, though a bit perturbed I can actually think of stuff for this story but none of the others, but I'm almost finished with the Sweet Addiction chapter and the second chapter to An Idiots Plan, so yeah, waiting on some more ideas to pop into my head. Also, I'd like to thank you for the reviews; very sweet.
Inspirational Music: Ring Ding Dong
Sasuke grew up thinking that the world was his. Yes, the world. He was the type of spoiled brat who was given whatever he wanted whenever he wanted it, no matter the circumstances. If he thought it looked neat, he got it. End of discussion.
For Itachi it was the same. People bent over backwards just to please him. He was just as beautiful as Sasuke, if not even more stunning to gaze at. He was more than perfection, a work of art even.
He let his eyes drift from the article he was reading to the clock. It was only 10 in the morning, giving him at least four hours before Sasuke would be home, and then another two hours for his parents to arrive from their business meeting in France.
He sighed; he really did prefer to be alone. His brother was too much of a whiner. He complained about absolutely everything, and for what? Itachi didn't understand. It all just seemed so pointless to him. He went back to his paper and flipped to the second page before straightening it back out.
He jumped; thanking the gods no one was around to see him do something so embarrassing and whipped around to glare at the door.
"Sasuke?" He straightened himself up on the couch and watched as the younger raven angrily kicked off his shoes. Why was he home so early dammit? Itachi glared harder, waiting for his younger brother to turn to him with an explanation. That or have his face ripped off, which was what Itachi was dangerously close to doing.
Sasuke then took the initiative in looking up and returning the glare with a deadly look of his own. He wasn't in the mood for this, and if he knew he wouldn't get his ass kicked in the end he might've punched the older boy in the face. He took a deep breath and looked away, heading towards the stairs.
"I don't feel well," was the only answer he gave before jogging up the steps, not prepared to hear what his brother would say. And, to be honest, that wasn't exactly a lie. He wasn't feeling well. You could even say he felt like shit right about now.
Itachi didn't take his eyes off the boy, waiting until he heard a door slam for him to continue his previous actions.
Damn little brothers.
Naruto Uzumaki never thought he'd be in this position. Okay yeah, he's done some pretty stupid shit in his life. Well, he's done a lot of stupid shit in his life. But, none of them had as bad of a result as this.
The raven beauty was avoiding him, and if there was one thing the young Uzumaki hated the most was to be avoided; especially when the person doing the avoiding happened to be the main topic of all his thoughts and desires.
But that was why he was an idiot. He was an idiot who made rash decisions without thinking about the consequences.
Kissing Sasuke probably wasn't the best plan of action. Of course at the time it was jizz worthy, but now, he felt like shit.
He propped his arm up on his elbow and rested his face against his palm to gaze at the Uchiha. The bastard had even switched his seat to the other side of the classroom. He huffed. This was seriously starting to get on his nerves. It had only been three days since the kiss and the other's behavior was driving him crazy!
He tapped his fingers impatiently against the desk as his eyes moved from the raven to the clock. There was another five minutes before class would end. He had to talk to him. If anything he couldn't have the bastard hating him. He sighed, why was he so stupid?
He let his eyes rest on the younger boy once again. He couldn't stop looking at him. He felt almost obsessed with him, especially after such an intoxicating kiss. That long pale neck and how smooth and delicious it looked, and how his school uniform gripped his body oh so nicely. It was a sight hard to look away from.
A low growl escaped his lips, as he felt his pants becoming tighter. This seemed to be happening more and more often. It was like he was a virgin again. God he hated being like this. He always got what he wanted, and right now he wanted Sasuke.
At first it was just a simple attraction. He only wanted to get to know the guy, maybe sleep with him once or twice, or four times, but now he felt like he wanted to rush over to the little pricks desk, rip his clothes off and ram himself inside the smaller male. It was insane. When the hell did he get to be like this? Maybe it was the thought of being rejected. Hell, Naruto couldn't remember a time where someone actually said no to him.
Not to be arrogant, but nobody could deny his sex appeal; even men.
The bell rung, shit it felt like he'd been daydreaming forever.
He watched as the raven haired boy got up alongside Sakura who both made their way towards the door. At this moment, he'd forgotten about the unusual tightness in his lower region and ran after them. Why? Because, once again, he's an idiot.
"Sasuke wait!" he called just as they had gotten out the door. Sakura turned around and smiled, her usual flirtatious smile, but for some reason, it seemed to annoy him even more than usual. Sasuke simple turned around to glare at him, a glare that almost made Naruto run away. Almost.
"Uh, hey Sakura," he faked a pleasant grin. "Can I have a moment with Sasuke?" she tilted her head to the side and gave him a strange look before shrugging her shoulders carelessly.
"Of course, anything for you," God she was so shameless. Naruto found himself frowning a bit at the statement.
He watched as the pink haired girl skipped away happily, not before giving Sasuke a light kiss on the cheek, which made Naruto recoil in disgust, before letting his eyes go back to the bastard who was now turning to leave.
"Wait Sasuke!" he grabbed his arm and forced the other to look at him.
Sasuke snatched his arm away and crossed them both over his chest to fix Naruto with a dark look. The blond gulped and tried to ease the mood with a hesitant grin, but Sasuke looked like he wasn't willing to be bargained with.
"So you know my name now?" he snapped, his voice dripping with sarcasm. It was almost like he was going to lash out and punch him. Naruto scratched the back of his head.
"Eh, look Sasuke, I really don't want you to be angry at me like this," he said honestly. He actually felt nervous. It was a very rare occasion that anyone saw him like this. He cleared his throat, "I like talking to you and stuff," he shrugged, trying to make everything seem a bit more normal.
"You like pissing me off," he corrected and was about to walk away when Naruto grabbed both of his arms and pressed him against one of the lockers behind him. It wasn't forceful, he just hated that he kept trying to walk away from him. A few students gave them an odd look before going into their classes which made Sasuke's cheeks heat up considerably. The blonde definitely had a knack for embarrassing him.
"Sasuke, I don't see why we can't talk… you know, get to know each other…and stuff. I don't know…" he trailed off. Why was the little prick so hard to reason with? He really didn't know what he was saying now.
The raven's eyes drifted off to stare down the hallways that were nearly empty. Why did this idiot always manage to make him late?
He looked down at the blonde, attempting to look at the floor but finding his eyes drawn to a mysterious bump on the front of the blonde's pants. He let out a silent gasp and looked up at the blonde with a look of sheer disgust.
"You're really are the most shameful human being I've ever met," he roughly shoved the hands off his arms and began to move towards his next class.
Naruto blinked, and then looked down only to feel heat rise to his cheeks.
"No wait, Sasuke, that's…that's not what I meant," he fumbled over his words, as he clumsily chased after the raven, but Sasuke wasn't open for anything at this point and was now walking into his class and slamming the door violently. He could even hear the shocked voices from inside.
He sighed, maybe he should try a different strategy… he looked down at himself. Fuck, he should probably not think about the boy beforehand either. Didn't want the bastard to think he was a complete pervert.
He turned; his hands stuffed in his pockets and made his way towards the men's room.
If Sasuke was pissed before, he was beyond furious now. How dare that idiot! Hadn't he had enough of humiliating Sasuke?
He glared at his classmates who all looked shocked by the impact of the door being slammed. He didn't care. He just stomped angrily to his seat in the back.
"Someone's in a bad mood," a silver haired teen inquired from beside him. He didn't bother to look over at the other. He knew his "friend" would just keep talking regardless. "So what, who are you mad at this time? That blonde dude again? What was that guy's name anyway?" the older boy rubbed his chin thoughtfully, fully aware that his rambling was getting on the raven's nerves. It almost seemed like a hobby to get the Uchiha riled up. "Nemu… Naraki? No…Nabari!" he snapped his fingers enthusiastically.
"Would you shut up already!" he nearly shouted, and Suigetsu simply smirked, leaning back in his chair feeling accomplished.
"So it was him huh?" Sasuke let out a deep breath, trying to calm himself down before he up and strangled the idiot. Why did he even agree to become friends with the asshole anyway? He couldn't remember…
"So what did he do this time eh?" he persisted, and the raven's eyebrow twitched in annoyance.
"This is none of your business," didn't the guy know when he wanted to be left alone? He felt himself regretting telling the boy about his "dilemma". Ever since then he continuously pestered him about the subject, feeling obligated to know everything that was going on in the little mini-war between the raven and the blonde haired God. At least that's how he puts it.
Luckily though, that's all that was said, and Suigetsu soon found ogling a student with a particularly large rack more interesting than delving into his friend's personal life. Sasuke was, for once, grateful that the silver haired devil was a pervert.
Then again, he didn't like how his thoughts went back to the blonde idiot. He was so insufferable! Why couldn't he just leave him alone? Wasn't that stupid kiss enough for him? It was almost like the blonde's sole purpose in being here was to take everything away from him: his popularity, his friends, (almost) his girlfriend, his eating spot, and his fucking sanity for God's sake! He was starting to feel a bit warn out.
He couldn't help but think about the kiss every now and then, and that is what really set him off. Every time he saw a kiss, he thought of Naruto. Every time he heard the word "Kiss" he thought of Naruto. Every time Sakura kissed him, he thought about how much better it was kissing Naruto! It was all about fucking Naruto. Even if he were to see a fucking plate he thought of the dammed blonde, and that's how he knew he was going crazy!
He sighed and laid his head down in between his arms. How did things get so fucked up for him? It was like, one day he was living in his own world. A world he and he alone ruled. Now it was like Naruto was some alien, and everybody wanted to know about the alien. Everybody wanted the alien to know them. Everybody was so obsessed with the damn alien, and so they leave Sasuke and start worshipping who? The bastard alien, that's who, and then what does the alien do to spite the ruler? He ruins his life and makes sure to take everything he can away from him.
Okay, Sasuke could admit that analogy was a bit twisted, but he didn't care. He felt like his life had gone to hell and he was becoming, dare he say it, a…commoner.
He cringed at the word and his nose wrinkled in disgust.
How could he be brought down to such low standards? How could he let the blonde do this to him? Hadn't he sworn to annihilate the idiot? Where did his fighting spirit go? It was seriously depressing.
Soon enough, he found himself falling asleep, still thinking about how stupid he'd been to let the blonde win.
He had to get the blonde back…he just didn't know how.
"What's up hot stuff," Kiba said, announcing his presence and sliding himself and his tray of food in front of the moping blonde.
Naruto lifted his head only to spare the brunette a small grin before letting his gaze drift back to a certain someone; the same certain someone who had him skipping class to jerk off in the bathroom. Twice.
"What's up now? Man, you've been out of it all week," Kiba sighed when the European simply shrugged. They'd only been friends for almost two weeks and already he felt like he was becoming extremely close to the blonde. The first day they met he realized they had more in common than most friends he'd known since elementary school. Now, the blonde seemed to be lost in thought and drifting off into space. To be honest, it kind of worried him a bit. "What are you looking at?" he leaned forward and let his eyes follow the blonde's.
"Sasuke," he answered honestly. No point in lying.
Kiba looked back over at him a little thrown off by the statement, but shrugged. "What are you bothering with that prick for?" yeah, he didn't like Sasuke. Why? He honestly didn't know. Just, the first time they met freshmen year he gave him this 'I'm better than you, fall to your feet and worship me bitch' vive and it only served to tick him off.
Naruto raised an eyebrow at him, curious to why Kiba seemed so turned off by the thought. Turned off and Sasuke just didn't go together.
Kiba shrugged and stuffed his mouth full of fries, "He's just a little too stuck up for my taste." Naruto almost laughed at the statement.
"Well, I didn't ask for your 'taste' you mutt," he joked, kicking his friend lightly under the table. Kiba chuckled, his mouth still full of fries. Naruto shook his head and resumed his previous activities.
Sasuke was sitting at a table on the complete opposite side of the cafeteria. It was pretty odd to see him actually eat in the cafeteria. It seemed almost like ever since he'd met Sasuke the raven hadn't wanted to go to, what Naruto presumed to be, his normal spot on the roof. Instead the Uchiha decided to sit with three other delinquents who honestly didn't look worthy of his presence. Not that Naruto cared who Sasuke chose to hang around with, but those three (despite being hot) seemed crude and intimidating. Though Naruto could admit, Sasuke almost…fit in with them.
It actually surprised Naruto when he saw him hanging around with, people whom were claimed to be, the notorious trio. He couldn't help but chuckle at the thought of Sasuke only being friends with them because they were attractive. It almost seemed too possible.
"What's so funny?" Kiba asked his tray already almost clean.
Naruto shook his head and looked back over at the brunette, "Just thinking about something."
"Honestly Naruto," Kiba sighed and shook his head. "Don't tell me you want to bag Uchiha…"
"That was pretty much the plan," Kiba's face dropped, feeling a bit disgusted by the thought. Envisioning two dudes going at it wasn't really the tip of the iceberg. Breast, Kiba liked breast and vagina, and it was going to stay that way! Yeah, he joked around with his friends, but sex…with another guy? No.
"That's sick dude," he said, leaning on his elbow and pointing his fork at the blonde accusingly. Naruto couldn't help it and let himself laugh, leaning back and holding his stomach enthusiastically. Kiba soon followed suit, leaning forward and letting out a loud bark of laughter.
The blonde straightened himself up, turning to glance at the Uchiha.
God he really was obsessed.
Seventh period had finally ended, and Sasuke found himself feeling very relieved. He could go home, and get away from all his problems, most of them surrounding the blonde.
He sighed and threw his bag over his shoulder, before quickly exiting his class before Suigetsu and Karin had a chance to grab him and offer him, for the thousandth time, to come over and smoke pot with them. Again he had to wonder why they were friends.
Soon after he'd turned a corner out of the school's campus he heard footsteps following close behind. He stiffened when he saw a flash of blonde.
"What are you doing idiot?" he asked in an almost defeated tone, but there was still an ounce of force that could be heard.
"Following you," the other answered. Sasuke could say that he hated the other's honesty, did he have no shame? Of course not, if he did that would just make Sasuke's life easier.
"Is this some sort of confession to being a stalker?" he asked, almost jokingly. Naruto shrugged, his hands snuggled into his pockets.
"Maybe," he looked over at the pale boy. He hadn't ever seen the boy look so relaxed around him, and that was saying something since the raven was still a bit tensed up.
"You're unbelievable," he sighed. Naruto smirked, feeling a bit of weight lift from his shoulders. At least he wasn't being barked at.
"So you're not mad at me anymore?"
"Who said anything about that?" the raven looked at him and smirked at the blonde's frown and for some reason, that look gave Naruto a warm feeling. He liked this Sasuke a hell of a lot better.
Naruto shrugged, "So where are we going?" he looked ahead at the students walking the same path down the sidewalk.
"We are not going anywhere. I on the other hand, am going home," he answered, the amusement in his voice never wavering. For a moment, Naruto had to question the situation. Just this morning the raven was acting like Naruto was the scum of the Earth. Now, he was acting like they were buddies, and actually joking around? It was just…odd. No, he was up to something.
"Ah, home sounds nice," Naruto sighed, lifting his arms to intertwine his fingers behind his head.
"Who's to say I'm inviting you?"
"Who's to say I want to come over? Maybe I just want to walk you home," he grinned over at the raven who found himself at a temporary loss of words.
"Sure," he said and then rolled his eyes for emphases.
They walked in silence for a few moments, the blonde with his eyes closed peacefully and the raven stealing glances at the blonde. He could admit he hadn't expected the blonde to actually follow him to his home, but he supposed this could play into his little plan.
To Sasuke, a new battle had been issued. Yes, Naruto may have won the first battle, but God dammit Sasuke couldn't take the thought of losing, and for once Suigetsu had actually given him some helpful advice during lunch.
'Why not lead the blonde on?' It was ingenious; a revelation even! He would've never guessed that idiot could actually come up with something so helpful and cunning. So what was Sasuke going to do you ask? He was going to play into the blonde's little games, and why? Because he wanted to win God dammit! He was an Uchiha, and Uchiha's never lose. It was a rule of thumb ladies and gentlemen.
"Sorry about earlier," the blonde suddenly blurted out, knocking the raven out of his musing. "Eh, I really didn't mean what I said like that," he chuckled and looked over at the Uchiha for a response.
"I know," the other chirped.
"So what? You freaked out for nothing earlier?" the blonde then crossed his arms and slumped over almost like a child.
"No, I still think you are shameless, and a perverted stalker," he pointed out, and Naruto almost laughed.
"Yeah, yeah, I know you like it," he argued and Sasuke couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at this.
"Oh?" he inquired making Naruto grin.
"Yeah Princess," Sasuke cringed at the name, and instead of snapping at the blonde he simply looked away and stared at the path ahead of him. His neighborhood would be coming up pretty soon.
He looked over at the blonde again, who had stuffed his hands back into his pockets. He sighed and turned another corner, finally reaching his neighborhood.
"Ah, you live in the rich kids houses huh?"
"Is there something wrong with being wealthy?" he asked, feeling a bit embarrassed. Why? He didn't know.
"No, I just expected it," he grinned again, and Sasuke felt himself already wanting to wipe that look off the older male's face. Did the blonde only have the ability to look flirtatious? It was so infuriating.
To be honest, Naruto never thought that following Sasuke home would actually work. He had only been planning on talking to him a little and maybe trying to patch up things from…well he didn't exactly want to leave off on the boner incident. Of course, this was fine too.
"Is this it?" he asked, looking up at the large house. It wasn't really a mansion, but hell it was damn close to it.
"Yeah," and with that, they both made their way up the driveway. Once they'd reached the door Sasuke turned around, and crossed his arms, giving Naruto an unreadable look. Naruto raised an eyebrow at him once nothing was said. They just stood there, starring at each other.
"Well?" Naruto asked, sounding a bit amused.
"I said you weren't invited," Sasuke pointed out and smirked at Naruto. God he was such an asshole.
Naruto frowned, "You can be evil Princess," he said, still frowning.
"I did warn you, did I not?" he turned to unlock the door. "I'll see you later, I guess," once the door opened he turned to give a small wave, but instead was pulled into a short hug.
"See ya, Princess," and then he was gone. Before Sasuke even realized it the blonde had already made it down the long driveway and back onto the sidewalk. That was very…strange to say the least. He shook his head. He should have expected something like that from that idiot.
"Sasuke, wake up. Please, you're going to be late," the youngest Uchiha grumbled incoherently under the covers before kicking them off violently. The old maid smiled pleasantly, brushing off the dirty looks thrown her way. "Come on now, get up. Breakfast is waiting," She bent down and grabbed the fallen covers, before scooting him gently off the bed so she could re-make them.
A pale hand went up to pull a few locks out of his face as he left towards the bathroom connecting both his and Itachi's room. Yawning as he slipped into the cold room he skipped off the tiled floor to one of the warmer rugs placed in front of the sink. Sighing he went through his morning routines. First was a shower, then teeth, then five minute inspection (no settling for less than perfection) then is was back into his room to fetch his newly washed uniform that was placed neatly on his bed (most likely by the old maid). Once his clothes were on he went back to the bathroom where his brother was now standing in front of the mirror brushing his teeth.
Standing beside the older, but slightly shorter, male he slid his fingers through his hair, attempting to prop it up in its usual style. He glanced over at his brother, feeling eyes watching him, he paused in his movements.
"What?" he bit out, feeling uncomfortable with being watched like this, especially when the person doing it is also brushing their teeth. It was just too creepy.
A moment passed and Sasuke continued to stare at his brother as the older male spit out the remainder of his toothpaste before wiping his mouth with one of the towels placed over the shower.
"You've got a visitor, care to explain?" the younger of the too looked a bit taken back by this as he waited for further explanation. Nothing else was said.
"I don't know what you're talking about," he decided and turned to leave, forgetting about his unfinished hair that was now laying uncomfortably against his neck and shoulders, only a few parts naturally sticking up in the back.
Although, despite what he said, curiosity quickly got the best of him as he paced himself down the long stairway and into the living. No one was there.
So he ventured into the kitchen, hearing a few low voices, one sounding like his mother and the other sounding oddly like the bane of his existence.
He peaked in through the sliding door, trying not to make himself known, but alas, a mother's instincts always had to kick in and kick him in the balls.
"Ah, sweetie, why didn't you tell me you had such a charming young man as your friend?" she gave her youngest the brightest smile she could muster before motioning him to come join them. Charming really didn't seem to fit Naruto, Sasuke thought more on the lines of…demonic? Satan's first born maybe.
He grumbled and took the seat closer to his mother and further from the blonde. "What are you doing here?" he spat out, grabbing one of the plates of food in front of him and taking a small bite out of his toast.
"I live down the corner, thought maybe I'd walk you to school," Naruto grinned, and Sasuke could swear he saw him wink at him, but Mikoto seemed too oblivious to notice it or her sons discomfort.
"You two should get going soon," she got up and kissed Sasuke on the forehead, making him look away from the blonde's amused eyes. He swore, one day he would punch the blonde right in the mouth.
"Whatever, come on idiot," leaving the rest of his breakfast on the counter, he grabbed his bag off of the floor and went towards the front door to slip on his shoes.
"Nice family," Naruto said following suit. Sasuke turned and glared at him.
"Shut up," he then swung the door open and stepped through, leaving Naruto to close the door behind him.
"You're hair looks nice like that," he commented, poking the side of the raven's head. A pale hand quickly came up to slap the offending hand away before another glare was sent towards the blonde.
"I said shut up," he insisted stepping to the side to create more distance.
"Don't tell me you're mad at me again," the blonde frowned.
"I never said I stopped being mad. You assumed," he pointed, before readjusting the bag over his shoulder.
"So mean, are you always like this Princess?"
"Are you ever going to call me by my name?" he countered and the European simply grinned. Sasuke sighed and shook his head.
Urgh, this chapter is so short. I'm sorry. I will try to update more often. I found my inspiration through a depressing experience so I feel like this chapter isn't as good as it could've been, but I hope you guys enjoyed it nonetheless. I don't mean to disappoint you if I did. Please review; your thoughts are greatly appreciated.
Next chapter will be up soon.