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Gonna Be Mine - Five

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Gonna Be Mine!

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Five

If there was one word that wasn't in the Uchiha Dictionary, it was 'confusion'. ...Well, that and 'Pootie Tang'. But that's besides the point. Sasuke, being an Uchiha, and thus normally abiding by 'the' Dictionary, wasn't used to this state of confusion. As an Uchiha, he'd been very well-educated, was a smart boy with potential of being a prodigy...confusion shouldn't apply to him, and yet lately he'd found his thoughts jumbled, as if he really didn't know what was going on...well, for uke-chan's questions and the answers that shall follow, continue on with reading part five of 'Gonna Be Mine!'. (insert drum roll here)

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Aah, Saturday...such a glorious time of the week; no school, the day happened to be beautiful, the birds were singing, the squirrels were mauling fallen acorns, and Uchiha Sasuke was sitting inside on his emo bum at the computer. ...What? Don't tell me you honestly expected him to be outside playing kickball or something. Heaven forbid. Besides, he had better things to be doing, such as blocking fangirls from accessing his MySpace account.

"Saaaaaaaaaaaasukeeeeeeeeee..."

The youngest Uchiha felt his left eyebrow twitch.

"How's about you go 'n get me some..."

Then the right one.

"Gaaaaaayyyyytoraaaaaade...?"

Sasuke spun around in his comfortably spinny chair and glared, crossing his arms and wrinkling his nose in disgust. "Itachi get your freakish cult friends away from me before I use them for a future anatomy lesson in medical school."

Tobi, who always wore a...err...fashionable set of orange and black goggles, headphones, and small rounded helmet that successfully covered most of his face and upper portion of his entire head, popped up from behind the kitchen counter in the other room there was no door dividing the kitchen and living room and squealed, "Oh, goody, Tobi the good boy would just loooove to help teach! What does Tobi get to do?!"

"Tobi," Sasuke smirked pleasantly and leaned back in the chair, "Gets to be the cadaver." (1)

The man grinned happily and clapped, "Ooh, sounds fun!!! Ne, Deidara-senpai, what's a cadaver?"

Deidara, who'd previously been drawing on his hands with marker again, made a face and shrugged his shoulders. "A type of lunch meat? I don't know..."

"Gaaaayyyytoraa--OW, dammit, Itachi!" Kisame growled, and rubbed the back of his head where he'd been smacked with last week's newspaper. "I'm just teasing the kid, don't get your thong wedged up your ass too far, geeze."

Tapping his long fingers against his arm, Sasuke pursed his lips together despite his amusement. "Okay, so I've learned that Kisame has an unhealthy obsession with Gatorade, Tobi yearns to be a dead body torn apart by teenagers in white labcoats, and my brother wears thongs...Deidara, is there anything you want to contribute today?"

The blond-haired man opened his mouth to make a witty retort, when his...apprentice, of sorts, stepped in for him. Tobi raised his hand and bobbed his head up and down excitedly. "Deidara-senpai likes to sing 'Gay Bar' in the shower to Mr. Hand!!!" (2)

All eyes on Deidara.

Itachi paused in the middle of hitting Kisame with his newspaper again, Kisame snorked his Pepsi, and Sasuke's eyes widened more than his older brother had ever seen before. Tobi giggled when Deidara blushed and hid 'Mr. Hand' behind his back, a random mouth he'd drawn on his hand one day and decided to formally address ever since.

"Mista haaaand, I wanna take you to a gay baaa---senpai, wait for Tobiiii!!!" Tobi squealed when the artist jumped up from his seat on the leather couch next to the computer and headed for the door. The orange-and-black-fanatic waved a quick 'good-bye' and scurried off after his friend.

There was a soft click of the front door a few moments later.

"Well...that was one way to clear a room," Itachi said half-heartedly, dropping his newspaper on the computer desk and sighing. "Kisame, would you go inform the others who couldn't come today when the next meet is?"

The pale man with spiky blue hair nodded curtly, but seemed happier that he was no longer being attacked with an assortment of papers. "Sure, weasel man, catch ya later."

Itachi nodded and bowed, his black cloak dipping onto the carpet beneath his feet with the fluid motion. "Dark Lady, watch over you." (3)

"Same to you, man."

Sasuke rolled his eyes and returned to his computer. This was why he no longer played World of Warcraft.

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Frowning as he walked by, Itachi mumbled, "Sasuke, as adorable as it is that you have an internet fetish, I really would appreciate you doing some shopping for me." He looked over to see Sasuke gripping the computer mouse to the point it looked like it was about to just explode into a million tiny pieces. "...?"

Sasuke glared over his shoulder at his older brother and hissed, "Shopping? What the fuck do you need, we're rich and have everything already!"

Itachi rolled his eyes. "If you must know, I wish to bake muffins, and that task requires certain supplies, so if you would be so kind as to..." He trailed off, not wanting to waste anymore words than the moment proved necessary.

He smiled when he heard faint growling, loud, stomping footsteps, and the sound of the front door slamming shut. Ah, he loved his little brother so.

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"Mother-fucking Itachi...sending me off to the store for...muffin shit...and..." Okay, so someone we know just wasn't a happy camper when it came to people interrupting his computer time. Sasuke was headed down the street from his mansion, glaring at the sidewalk with his hands stuffed in his pockets. "That bastard can...burn in the fire pits of hell...and be Satan's fucking exotic dancer or whatev--"

"What about being my exotic dancer, Sasuke-chan?"

...Oh holy pogo sticks.

Sasuke jerked his head up, wincing as he had to look up to see the face of who else but Uzumaki Naruto, engulfed in the beautiful sunlight pouring down around him--adding a wondrous sparkle to his cobalt eyes and shimmer to his pleased smile. The Uchiha glared. "What do you think you're doing here, Uzumaki?"

Naruto's eyebrows shot up, and he frowned, the scars on his cheeks crinkling as he did so. "Am I not supposed to be here or something?"

Surprised, Sasuke mirrored the expression Naruto had just given him. No ridiculous flirting or awkward moments? What was he up to?

"Anyway, did you get my note?" Naruto grinned eagerly and leaned his face towards Sasuke's. He damn well knew the older boy had recieved and read the letter, he'd watched the scene play out, after all, but he couldn't help but taunt him a bit, earn a reaction here and now. Sasuke's face visibly drooped. And here he'd thought that the blond was going to be civil for once.

The raven shrugged, his hands still in his pockets. "Yeah." He was trying his best not to blush--but the memory of the note was still fresh in his mind, so he could only hope that Naruto wasn't fixating all his attention on hints of red on the other's face.

"And...?" Boy, he sounded anxious.

"And..." Sasuke's eyes widened briefly as he mulled over how he should finish, glancing to the right of the boy before him at an elegant little garden he knew belonged to an elderly woman only a block away from him(he hasn't really gotten anywhere since he left home, has he? lol). He reeeeaaaally didn't want to have to actually face the blond. "And," He repeated himself, gathering his wits and returning Naruto's gaze for a moment, "I think you need to work on your grammar, Uzumaki."

The frown came back, but only for a second; Sasuke barely had time to notice it. He probably would've missed it if he'd blinked. Grinning, Naruto swooped in even closer, his head tilted at just the right angle for a kiss, and the right distance to close in for one if he wanted. His naturally slanted eyes narrowed even more than they usually were as he spoke, "In that case, care to tutor me, Sasuke-sensei?"

'Oh...my God...' Sasuke could've died right then and there. Why did that moron have to go invading his personal space whenever he pleased?!

However, the Gods must've been feeling merciful that day, for Naruto pulled away, only to gaze down at Sasuke's face, studying his features, looking deep in thought.

Sasuke, to say the least, felt extremely awkward.

"...You know..." Sasuke cringed and willed himself to continue listening, but blinked in confusion when Naruto closed his eyes and grinned. "You're awfully cute when you blush!"

...Figures.

"Wh-whu--what did you say?! Usuratonkachi!!!!"

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"Aww, c'mon, Sasuke, don't be like this, I said I was sorry," Naruto pleaded, pouting as he trailed behind Sasuke, who had returned to heading for the store. "I can't help it if I think blushing makes you look cute..."

As if the statement itself weren't embarrassing enough, Sasuke only blushed further when the blond continued explaining to him that he was cute...when blushing, at least. "Uzumaki, stop following me."

Naruto frowned and bounced up beside the raven and said uneasily, "Just accept my apology, Sasuke-chan! Please?"

"If I do, will you leave me alone?" Sasuke rolled his eyes and flipped his hair. He knew that no matter what he did, Naruto would never leave him be, but asking never hurt. "...Dobe?" No answer? He tilted his head to the side ('uwah!' Naru), his brow creasing, mildly bewildered, and instantly regretted it.

A strong hand grasped onto his wrist with an iron grip, and another rested gently against his cheek, pulling his face forwards till he felt warm breath fanning over his face, and saw nothing but the deep blue of Naruto's eyes.

The blond boy looked terribly sad, and it almost pained Sasuke to see such an expression on his face. He spoke slowly, as if trying to make Sasuke understand a very simply concept that he for some reason wasn't understanding.

"I can't leave you alone."

Sasuke's eyes widened and his cheeks reddened. '...Naruto?'

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Somehow after that rather (adorable?)awkward moment, Sasuke found himself writhing out of Naruto's grip and motioning for the other boy to follow him. So he thus ended up in the supermarket with Naruto.

"Eeh, what are we here for, anyway?" 'We'. Not 'you'. 'We'. As if they were there together, had gone there together, and would be heading home together. That...idiot!

Sasuke grabbed a box of flour and placed it in his shopping cart. "We need to buy the ingredients necessary to make muffins." Particularly blueberry muffins, he knew. Itachi always baked blueberry, just like mother used to...

Naruto nodded, clearly not really knowing the ingredients off the top of his head. "Okay."

Pushing the cart down to the next aisle over with Naruto by his side, Sasuke stole a glance at the blond. He wasn't really sure why he allowed the other to accompany him. Or so he preferred telling himself, because when he recalled the words spoken earlier, he shivered, and not out of fright or the cold.

"So..." He muttered, quickly scanning the aisle and spotting only paper towels and napkins. He was looking for baking powder, and it should've been with the flour, though it wasn't, so he was lost as to where to look for it.

The boy clad in orange and black raised a brow and looked down at Sasuke, who was staring straight ahead with a downcast expression. "So...?"

"What were you doing yesterday during History class?" His voice came out a bit more...squeaky than he would've liked, and Sasuke mentally smashed himself over the head with a frying pan. He still didn't meet Naruto's wandering eyes, instead focusing more or so on where he was going--he was here to shop, after all, idle chat would come second. (excuses, excuses...)

Naruto's other eyebrow shot up, but he grinned nonetheless and said, "Well, I was saving my fair princess, of course, what do you think I was--" Cutting off into a yelp of pain when a foot harshly stomped on his, he continued in a very feminine manner, "Owwww!!! Sassssukeeee, that really hurt, you, you...teme!!"

The "fair princess" smirked, proud of himself. "Baka. I was asking why you weren't in class." (4)

"Oh," Naruto mumbled, pouting at his injured foot. If he hadn't been wearing sneakers, his big toe probably would've taken much more damage than just a slight sting--Sasuke could be so...sensetive, sometimes, geeze! "I was hanging out with my friends."

"...You were ditching?"

He smiled, "Sasuke-chan, you make it sound like a bad thing." Even when the other scoffed, his smile stayed firmly in place.

Sasuke rolled his midnight eyes and glanced up at Naruto. The boy's smile was really, actually...sort of...well, when he wasn't grinning like an idiot, Sasuke supposed he could be kind of...

"Whatever, dobe. So then how did you know that I was being...uh..."

"Attacked?" Naruto chirped helpfully, but his smile no longer met his eyes. "I didn't. I was delivering papers to Ibiki-sensei, remember? It was just lucky timing." Though, Sasuke shouldn't remember that at all, since he'd told Sakura and Ino that he was delivering papers, not the Uchiha.

Sasuke concentrated closely on Naruto's face, and finally noticed that they'd stopped walking and were facing each other. He frowned suddenly. "You're lying."

"What?" Naruto's smile vanished almost instantly, and a scowl took place. "Why would I be lying, Sasuke? Is it a crime to deliver papers or something?"

Pursing his lips, the raven shook his head, "You didn't come into the classroom with any papers." He pointed out, though the real reason he knew the boy wasn't telling the truth was because of his eyes. They'd seemed to darken over while he was explaining his reason for being there. "So how did you know? Don't tell me your fanboy senses were tingling, Uzumaki, I won't believe that crap."

Naruto stiffened. This was unfamiliar territory for the both of them, seriously speaking with one another like this. "Who says I knew? What if I'd just been walking down the hallway and saw through the window in the classroom door?"

"But you did know," Sasuke quipped. "Didn't you?"

He was surprised when he was met with a glare. "Why does it matter, anyway? I just happened to come in at the right time, can't you just accept that explanation?"

Sasuke glowered back, and just looked away instead. Even though he himself still wanted to demand an answer, he knew he was getting nowhere. If Naruto didn't want to tell him, then he wasn't going to, no matter what Sasuke did. However, he was surprised when he heard an embarrassed mumble that he couldn't quite make out. "What?"

Naruto sighed, blushing a bit. "I said, 'I was checking'."

Blinking, Sasuke mulled over the thought, flopping it back and forth in his mind for a moment, before showing Naruto the Uchiha equivelent of a grin. So, the blond was checking up on him to make sure he was okay, was that the case? Of course, now Sasuke was curious as to why Naruto thought he had a reason to make sure Sasuke was okay, but he decided he could ask that another time.

The two continued walking along, Naruto glancing off to the left, traces of his blush slowly ebbing away, with Sasuke to his right, pushing the cart with a small smirk placed on his lips. Throughout the entire thing, neither had noticed the people around them, and that was fine with them.

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In the end, Sasuke had grown a bit more accustomed to Naruto, and Naruto had learned how to not be a total flirt when around Sasuke. They'd found the baking powder, as well as the other ingredients, paid (Naruto jokingly said he'd split the payment, but Sasuke lifted his foot in a warning for another painful encounter, and the blond shut his trap), and Naruto ended up walking Sasuke home.

Naruto grinned when they reached the front door to the Uchiha mansion, and caught Sasuke's gaze. "I'm guessing you won't be inviting me in, huh?"

"Che," Sasuke couldn't help but smirk back. "Not this time, Uzumaki."

The blond waggled his eyebrows and stooped down and into Sasuke's face, grinning like a moron, "Ooh, we're having a next time, Sasuke-chan?"

"Idiot," Sasuke mumbled, still not comfortably with Naruto taking a liking to being extremely close to the Uchiha's face.

The grin softened to a smile, though, and a strong, bronze hand snuck up and cupped the right side of Sasuke's face. The raven nearly dropped his groceries, and was about to sputter in protest, not exactly wanting a kiss, but was surprised when Naruto lifted his head and with his free hand brushed away Sasuke's bangs to kiss his forehead instead. Sasuke stared awkwardly at Naruto's neck, feeling his grip on the bag loosening.

Naruto pulled back and grinned down at the Uchiha, and said, "See ya, hunny-buns!", allowing his fingers to linger against Sasuke's cheek for a moment longer before he ran down the street, waving back at Sasuke till he was out of view. "I love you!!!"

Sasuke gawked, his own hand brushing against where Naruto's had just been. "I...he...oh, you usuratonkachi!!!"

He then decided that that baka was most definitely not handsome--not even when he was smiling.

And unbeknownst to Sasuke, up in one of the second floor windows, his older brother was gazing happily through the glass with his binoculars down at the scene below.

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TBC...

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(1) Just in case anyone doesn't know...a cadaver is a dead human body, in this case used for dissections by students attending medical schools. I only say this because I watched Unrest the other day..did anyone else see that? When they went into the cadaver tank? Oh gourd(yes, gourd) I wanted to go throw up my lunch, the very thought of diving into a small tank filled with dead, rotting human bodies...(gags) Uuurgh...

(2) Gay Bar by Electric Six. "You're a superstar...at the gay bar." :-)

(3) Yes...you're most likely guessing right here. The Akatsuki portrayed here is a band of young adult men who play World of Warcraft and enjoy evil-doing for in-game experiences. Like, uh...that one Alliance guild that crashed that Horde funeral, stuff like that, yeah. And for those of you who play WoW, you should know that they're of the Horde races, due to Itachi's ripped catchphrase of the undead faction's leader. ...I feel like such a tard right now, haha.

(4) You know, only one reviewer noticed this (or bothered to mention it). That Naruto wasn't in class. Haha. I love it when people actually notice stuff like that. (wink) Well, we know Naruto was skipping History to chill with his friends, right? Hmm, I wonder why he chose that class? Does he just not like it? Oh, the possibilities that I could choose, but you all will have to wait to see why I chose that! Heehee.
Another chapter....yeppers. Sorry it took so long to update. D:
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KYurkiw's avatar
I wish there was more, I love assertive naruto :)