The proceeding Friday morning went more disastrous than Naruto would have ever guessed.
First, he woke to unfamiliar surrounding and almost had an heart attack.
Second, he was sleeping next to someone-again.
And last but DEFINITELY not the least...It wasn't Sasuke.
Naruto screeched in fright and threw off the covers, jumping off the bed like he was about to catch some disease. There was a frightfully attractive adult sleeping in a long sleeved shirt that looked awfully like Sasuke.
Then the person got up, slightly annoyed. "Ugh-"
"U-Uchiha!!" Naruto shouted into thin air and the male in the bed opened his eyes, glaring daggers at him. Literally.
"That would be me." He muttered almost hoarsely and looked around. "Oh...this isn't my room." He muttered and Naruto stared at him.
"What is the matter-" At that very moment Sasuke walked into the room and saw both of them at the same time. Naruto realized he only had a shirt and boxers on and tried to not look embarrassed. The other male gave Sasuke an exasperated look. "I can't get a single moment of rest, can I?" He mumbled and slid back down into the blankets, then stuffed a pillow right above his ear.
"Itachi, what are you doing in the guest's bed?" Sasuke asked and Itachi said something muffled about three in the morning and business.
"Come on, Uzumakii. We're leaving." Naruto glanced at his clothes regretfully before leaving the room, wondering how he could get his uniform on when his uniform was in the guest room.
"Sorry about my brother, he's a painter and he works with stocks." Sasuke apologized and Naruto looked at him. "A painter who does stocks?"
"...I think...No, nevermind. Go get some clothes on, take care of your hygiene, blah blah blah."
Naruto rolled his eyes. "Why are you trying to act as a parent?" Sasuke shrugged. "Don't know. I made breakfast, I'm leaving. Oh, and by the way-class starts in ten minutes. Good bye."
Naruto barely had time to cuss before he ran into the restroom and fix what he could in five minutes, then he ran the entire way to school.
He was huffing and puffing by the time he got there, and class had started ten minutes ago. He groaned, then tried to calm his breathing before entering.
Thirty pairs of eyes stared at him and he gave all them a goofy grin. "Sorry, Kakashi-sensei, but-"
"Kakashi's not here, baka." Kiba called from the back and Naruto deadpanned. He wasn't even in his class yet...Naruto sighed and walked to his seat, where he started chatting with Kiba.
The whole hour passed without the appearance of Kakashi.
Naruto thought it was kind of strange but he shrugged it off. He had a whole day left in this horrible place called school before his Grandma comes.
In Second hour, however...There was a new student. "New".
Naruto gasped and took a step back, out of the doorway and back into the hall.
In front of him, talking to the teacher with half his face clear to Naruto's-was Gaara.
His best friend who left him in middle school had come back. Naruto couldn't help but tackle his friend in a giant hug, surprising both the teacher and Gaara before he smiled and patted Naruto's head. "Hello." He muttered softly and Naruto grinned. "Wassup."
"So I guess you already know Gaara?" The teacher asked with a smile and Naruto nodded happily. "Of course!"
"Would you like the job of familiarizing things with Gaara for me? He'll be in this school from now on." Naruto's eyes widened. "That would be awesome!"
"Tone it down, it's only second hour." Sasuke's annoyed voice didn't even make a dent in Naruto's cheerful plate of armor. "I'll try." He responded with a lazy grin and went back to talking with Gaara, completely astonished and happy that his friend had came.
Gaara seemed so much more...cooler, and taller. He would have been considered hot if Naruto was a girl, but he wasn't, so he didn't ponder on that thought for a while. And Gaara's smile. He looked absolutely angelic when he smile-such a contradiction to his frowning face. Naruto wondered if that face even existed in this Gaara now.
He was so caught up with Gaara that he didn't realize a certain brunette glaring daggers at both of them. Gaara noticed, however, and gave him an equally challenging stare, then smiled at Naruto as he related his tales the years Gaara hadn't came back.
Naruto was certain this hour would be the best hour ever-from now on.
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Lunch:
"Gaara, sit with me!" Naruto's bubbly voice made Gaara smile on impulse. A few girls turned his way, but he ignored all of them, his attention all focused on Naruto. His ray of sunlight. His bright, beautiful warm sun was his again. "Watch it, Sand." He had accidentally bumped into the Uchiha.
Gaara had made his last name Sand because he really didn't know his last name. He looked at the ravenette, a bit surprised before composing himself. "Same to you, Uchiha. I have just one question for you."
Sasuke looked at him warily. "What is it."
"Are you going out with Naruto?" He took a step closer and Sasuke held his ground. "No, and I don't give two shits about who he goes out with. In case you're wondering." His eyes betrayed his words, yet his words were strong and hurtful. Gaara frowned. He was still the same.
"Lying to yourself is by far the most puzzling thing I see in you." Gaara commented before Naruto came back and hauled him back towards his table, completely ignoring Sasuke's existence. Gaara raised an eyebrow at the Uchiha when Naruto's back was turned and was surprised to find Sasuke seething with silent rage.
Seemed like Naruto wasn't only his ray of hope. Gaara sighed. He hoped he could change that with time, but for now, he was content with Naruto being this way.
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Gym:
"You're paired up with someone new today. Let me list off..." Guy's calm voice made half the class shudder before he looked up, a wink and a wide grin on his face. His teeth sparked. "Who's ready to play DODGE BALL?!!?" Waves crashed behind him and Lee raised his hand, tears streaming down his face. "I, SENSEI, AM READY!"
"I feel like I'm witnessing foreplay." Suigetsu muttered disgustedly at Sasuke and Sasuke snorted, not having even noticed the little Gay-excuse me, Guy episode of the day. His attention was all on the two friends chatting happily towards the back.
Naruto was talking to Gaara like he was a freaking bowl of ramen that had came down to Earth just to grace Naruto with his existence and Sasuke wanted to beat the crap out of him. It didn't matter he looked like a typical male model, it didn't matter that he acted like a fucking prince, what mattered was that he could and was talking to Naruto so intimately without either of them feeling intimidated.
Sasuke wanted to squish Gaara like a bug.
He didn't even know why he felt like it, it was probably because of his face. It was so annoying. Where was the eyebrows? And what about those over the top black eye makeup? And the red hair? Really?
"...Sasuke-Suigetsu, Naruto-Gaara-welcome to our Gym, Gaara. I hope you'd like this class, Ino-Sakura...."
Sasuke's tried to keep his jaw from dropping onto the floor. What was this? Was this a plan made by Gaara? That asshole... "Oi, Sasuke. You okay?" Suigetsu waved a hand over his face and Sasuke swatted it away, annoyed. "I'm pissed."
"Oh, interesting. Why?"
"None of your business."
He barely listened to Suigetsu complaining about how mean he was, Naruto seemed even more happy that he was paired up with Gaara to even listen to Guy. He was pissed. "Okay, green against black team!" Naruto's team got to the other side and Sasuke flashed Gaara a wicked grin.
That's when Naruto decided to finally take a look at Sasuke's face, and he rolled his eyes and sighed before smiling brightly at him, then walked towards the back like nothing happened. Sasuke was beyond astonished. Naruto had simply smiled at him and walked away? What was this sorcery?
This sorcery, was in fact, Gaara. When Guy blew the whistle to start the game, Sasuke actually participated in the game and he was aiming for Gaara.
Whenever he had set a goal he always achieved it, no matter what. And his goal for now was the knock Gaara senseless with a dodge ball, penalty or not.
Gaara seemed to have somewhat a same idea in mind, but he kept it down for the sake of Naruto, who was also trying to hit Sasuke out. How could Naruto be on Gaara's side but not his? He forgot it was just a game for a moment and almost died from anger.
Guess which special power of his decided to act up? Suddenly his eye flared red and Naruto stumbled, falling straight onto the floor, wincing. He was hit by a ball and Sasuke-in his moment of surprise, was hit by Gaara with an confused frown.
Both of them walked out the game and Naruto glanced at his eyes, then his own blue eyes widened. "What is it?" Sasuke asked and Naruto pointed to his eyes. "Red."
Sasuke cussed quietly and walked towards the locker room, ignoring everyone playing the game or just watching from being out. Naruto followed him, concerned. "What's wrong, Sasuke?"
"Nothing. Go back to your precious Gaara." He muttered angrily and jerked his locker open. Naruto stopped his hand with his own. "Hey, calm down. I'm just glad to see him."
"You're practically all over him! I'm sick of seeing it!" Sasuke raged and Naruto took a step back. "I'm not all over him, I don't want something like that."
"Well, he does! Can't you see? Are you stupider than I even thought possible? I cannot believe someone as thickheaded as you even exists!" Sasuke was pure anger now, and there was no way he could take back anything he had said.
Naruto's hurt face turned away from him. "Look, Uchiha. I have some kind of fucking stupid bond with you, but it's forced. With him, he had always been my friend. I don't know what you want with me, but I won't allow you to talk about me like that, ever again."
Sasuke stumbled back into his locker and Naruto looked down. "Don't take advantage of me just because you can control me. Oh, I don't think I'm going to need to stay over today. I'm going to ask Gaara, I don't think I can stand it with you." He glanced up at Sasuke's astonished, hurt face and looked away. "I'll see you around." He left, gripping his shirt tightly where his stomach was.
Sasuke stayed in the locker rooms for about five minutes before he changed and left school. Fuck Naruto, fuck Gaara, fuck every God-damn soul in that fucked up high school.
He hoped Itachi could help him. He was so confused, and hurt. He'd just never admit it to his brother, but he would know. He would help Sasuke.
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After School:
That moment when your grandmother is more popular than you.
Naruto gave a sigh of immense stress and apologized to Gaara, telling him he had to cancel the plans he made for a sleepover and Gaara nodded. He knew who Tsunade was and didn't question.
Naruto couldn't help but feel bad about what he had said to Sasuke, but he couldn't concentrate when every person in the school wanted his grandmother-excuse me, aunt's photograph.
He had a feeling this was not going to end up well, and he was right.
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Sorry my fellow friends....I had discovered Nightcore and killed myself-warning, if you want to listen to regular music without regret, never try Nightcore. Darn it.
Also, no kissing, smooching scene in this part! Sorry again about that, but this is a conflicting chapter! It needs manly-ness and mocho...stuff. Yeah.
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-Erika. ;)