Naruto fanfiction
Bitter Rain - Chapter Two
Naruto opened his eyes, and looked around.
Sunlight floated through the windows, turning the airborn dust into serene sparkles.
He looked around panicked. He was laying on a couch, with a dark, blue fleece blanket laying on top of him.
Resting neatly on the floor under a window, were books on fighting, chakara control, and justu’s.
There were polished shiruken neatly in a row on a near-by coffee table.
Where the hell was he? This sure as hell wasn’t his house.
He thought about last night, sitting up. He had be wandering around the village, lost, or wanting to be lost.
Then Sasuke, the jerk, showed up and invited him over, though the reason escaped Naruto.
So, he must still be in Sasuke’s house.
He stood up and realised his cloths were still wet.
Of course. He hadn’t given them time to dry off.
He took off his jacket, and his pants, stripping down to his shorts. They might be wet too, but there was no way he was going to undress more then that in Sasuke’s house. He looked around and when he found Sasuke’s bathroom, he hung his cloths over the bath. He looked in the mirror.
He looked tired. Bags were beginning to form under his eyes, and his eyes were bloodshot.
He sighed. The looked outside. It was now just spitting out, despite the sun. Sasuke did say he could stay until the rain stopped. And it didn’t look like it was going to stop any time soon. He sighed and flopped down on the couch. How come Sasuke didn’t have a TV?
He realized he was hungry, so he walked into the kitchen. He stopped himself before he began to dig through his fridge and cupboards.
This was his first time in Sasuke’s house, and the first time anyone was kind enough to invite him over. Did he really want to show such disrespect by snooping though his cupboards for food and such?
He left the kitchen, and decided to wake Sasuke, see if he would make him something, or at the very least, that he could make his own food.
Sasuke’s door was open a crack, so Naruto pushed it open silently. He snuck into Sasuke’s room silently.
Sasuke’s back was turned to Naruto, as Naruto crept through his room. As Naruto neared closer, though, he realized Sasuke wasn’t asleep.
He inched closer. “Sasuke?” He said, as quietly as possible.
Sasuke jumped two feet in the air, and spun around, wiping his eyes quickly.
“Sasuke... where you crying just now?” Naruto asked the boy.
“N - No,” Sasuke said quickly, but his high voice revealed that he was.
“What’s the matter?” Naruto asked, taking a step closer.
“Nothing!” Sasuke snapped, standing up, his voice was still high though, and Naruto was reminded of a little kid who had just been hurt.
Naruto thought back to last night. “Tomorrow’s the four year anniversary of my parents death...”
“Oh... I’m sorry Sasuke...” Naruto said quietly.
Sasuke stared at him, and it was an unconfortable silence for a while. “Oi, dobe. Where are your cloths?” Sasuke asked, breaking the silence.
Naruto looked at himself, and laughed nervously. “Heheh... they’re a little wet,” He chuckled.
Sasuke allowed a faint smile to cross his lips when he thought Naruto had his eyes closed.
“Oi, Sasuke, what’s so funny?” Naruto asked.
Sasuke was taken aback. It was so hard to tell when Naruto had his eyes closed. “Nothing,” Sasuke snapped. “What do you want anyway?” He asked.
“I was wondering if I could have something to eat?” Naruto asked.
“Go ahead, make yourself whatever,” Sasuke said.
Naruto smiled his not-so-classy fox grin and bolted out of his room.
He leaned against the wall after closing the door behind him. “Sasuke...” He sighed.
Sasuke sat on his bed. Great. Naruto had seen him cry. Now he’d never live it down. He could imagine it now. “At least I don’t cry!” “You’ll never see me cry!” “Hey, Sakura-chan! Did you know Sasuke cried?”
Sasuke sighed and lay back on his bed. Out of all the people, why did that loud mouth Naruto have to see him cry?
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