Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ It Can Be True, Right? ❯ It Can Be True, Right? ( Chapter 1 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

It Can Be True, Right?


"Sex is a terrible thing, Naruto. I never want to hear that you're doing it." Iruka huffed unpacking groceries.

"It was Kakashi again, wasn't it?"

"Yes, yes. Here. Put this in the fridge," He demanded, handing me the milk.

"Okay."

Iruka was always like this after Kakashi spent the night. I could always tell that he had because Iruka would give me these long speeches every time. Not that it bothered me. I liked him talking to me about his personal stuff, but sometimes he gets too in depth, pretty much forgetting that I am a kid.

"I'm sorry to be badgering you about my sex life, Naruto. I really am. Just promise me that you won't get yourself in a
mess like me."

"No worries, Iruka-sensei. 'sides, I'm more asexual anyway."

"Asexual? You're one brave kid, you know that? I couldn't live without it. If only I hadn't let it go that far."

I looked at him quizzically. "Then don't open your door."

"It's not that easy. If you just had a little taste of what it was like, you'd find it hard, too."

That's why... I thought to myself. That's why I'll never ask for it. Because if I do, I'll end up like you.
X<>X

"I'm back!" I called into the empty apartment. I knew that no one would ever respond back, but it seems that I've grown a habit of doing it. It would be nice for someone to, yeah, but it'll never happen.
I've done it. I've completely isolated myself from the others so that just in case I feel myself slipping away, no one will get hurt. Besides, Sasuke always isolates himself, though I think he just hates being around people for long periods of time. It's difficult suppressing the urge to want to be with the others and be part of their group activities. Always wanting to be part of the action. As much as I do, I can't risk hurting anyone else. Ever since the mission about a month ago, I've begun doubting myself. The Kyuubi is getting stronger. So strong that I fear one day, it will completely take me over. Why couldn't Yondaime seal it in someone else? Someone more... capable? One resistant to its power?

I remember all the frustration I was put under that day. All the rage, almost as if I was feeling it now. The enemy had ambushed us, pretty much had us on the verge of death, then that demon just had to stir something inside of me, the want of saving itself. I was blind as to what I was doing. I knew what I was doing, but I couldn't stop. I was so close to killing Sakura that day; and I would have, too, if Sasuke hadn't beat me out of it. Ever since then, she has looked at me with fear. Plain fear. Never getting closer to me than she had to, measuring her distance carefully. Not that I could blame her.

"Naruto?" I heard someone say. It was probably Iruka because he's the only one besides Kakashi that knows where I live.... but that didn't sound like Iruka to me. Pounding came from the other side of the door. For a moment, I seriously thought that they would break it down. "Open this fucking door now, Naruto!"

"I'm coming! Geesh!" I swung open the door. "S...Sasuke?"

"Who does it look like? What took you so long?"

I stood dumbfounded. "B-But... no one should know where I live..."

"I followed you, you moron." He snorted.

"Stalker!" I squealed.

He smiled. I loved his smile. At times, when I felt myself losing control, for some reason, I found my mind thinking of his seemingly bright, warm smile. I remember the first time I saw it. I caught myself staring uncontrollably until he asked if I went crazy. It made me feel so nice inside. To be honest, after I got used to seeing it, I knew that I couldn't live without it.

"That's a nice one. You know that you'll love it if I stalked you. Watching every move you made."

I stopped the blush that nearly shown through, which, by the way, was extremely hard. "Che, like you'd go through all that trouble in the first place."

He leaned back on the door. "Why don't you ever come out anymore?"

"I do."

"Not as much. You did what you had to and ran home. "

"I have to isolate myself as much as possible. That way I know that I won't hurt anyone else. I'd die if I had... ever hurt... you and couldn't live with myself if I hurt anyone else."

His eyes softened. "I'm not as stupid as Sakura, Naruto. I'd know when to get out of the way... or, perhaps, slap you around a little."

I chuckled. "Oh, right. Like you could."

"I could do it better than you. Dead serious."

"I know, I know." I said, waving my hand in the air. "Give me some credit, will ya?"

"Well, the nine of us are meeting tomorrow, I guess. I don't really wanna go, but if you do, maybe I'll reconsider."

I thought for a minute. I used to always go to the social events that the Rookie Nine did together. That is, until I stopped, and you already know why. Heck, Sasuke was more social than I was. Now that in itself is something. But of course, Sakura threatens him to go, not that it influences anything. Even after the incident, they still invited me to them; their parties, get-togethers, and even picnics (by Choji's request). I kept declining and declining until they finally gave up and stopped asking altogether. And here Sasuke was, trying to get me to go. What was the point? They'd all feel uncomfortable around me because of what they thought I was. What the Kyuubi made me into.

"Why do you need my consent?" I asked.

"I don't. I only go because I keep thinking that maybe you'll finally get off you ass and go for a change. I'm disappointed everytime. This time's gonna be different, though. If you're not gonna go, then neither am I. Plain and simple."

"I'll... think about it. I really don't think that they'll really feel comfortable around me. You know that most of them saw what happened."

"Of course they did. But most of them forgot about it. Excluding Sakura, of course."

"Just maybe."

"Don't let me drag myself all the way out there just for you to not show up."

Maybe. Although it would be funny to see the look on his face if I didn't.
X<>X

I woke up to the sun's rays on my face. On mornings like this, I normally just stay in bed, recalling everything that has happened in the short time I have been alive. Today is different. After Sasuke's visit the other night, he influenced me to actually go, after months of being absent. Would they really be as accepting about my long absence? What with me ignoring them in general and all. We'll just have to see.

---

I painstakingly willed myself to continue walking to a traing field that that the eight of them were to be meeting up at. I stopped just as they came into my vision. I was too close to them, as Kiba caught sight of me."Yo, Naruto!" He yelled.
Everyone turned to me, suprise in their eyes.

I thought of walking away, but then I saw that Sasuke had actually come. They all ran up to me, myself feeling a little uneasy, but I'll deal with it. I'm doing this for Sasuke, after all. They all bombarded me with questions. One after another, never stopping until Choji punched the air. "WOOHOO!" He yelled. "Let's get this show on the road!"

We all sat on the ground in a circle. I was sitting next to Kiba and Shikamaru, and Sasuke sat directly in front of me. Great. I bet he did that on purpose.

It was perfect. The laughter, the pouting whenever something that would embarass them arose, everything. I didn't quite pay attention as to what they were saying a half-hour in because I couldn't stop myself from glancing at the person in front of me, when I knew it was safe to of course. Fortunately, when he had caught me, he didn't make it group knowledge. He just sat there, apparently amused, and smiled when no one was looking. I was thrown out of my haze by Kiba's elbow being jammed into my side. "Ow!" I said, rubbing it.

"Why so quiet?" He said. Ino percked up. "Yeah, he's right. You finally join us and you don't say a word." Ino pouted when Shikamaru spoke. "Why not leave him alone? We're lucky he even came at all." Sakura thought that she should join in, too. "Yeah," She started,"but he at least has to say something." Choji grunted. "But Sasuke never says anything and you're fine with that." She looked insulted. Ha ha. "He's always like that, though. Naruto here isn't. It's not like him to be so quiet and still and... normal, you know?"

"Maybe he's thinking about someone..." Kiba said sarcastically.

"W-What?!" I squealed, not expecting that he would say something like that. Even though it was true.

"The look on your face proves it!" He cheered. The look of awe was sketched on all of their faces. "Really?!" The girls squealed.

"U-Ummm... well, I..." I couldn't possibly tell them something like that! Once these guys knew that I was even a little tiny bit interested in anyone, it'd become mainstream knowledge! "Maybe." I settled at that. The others were dumbstruck, but nonetheless stopped their questions. All Sasuke did was sit there with that smug look on his face. The bastard.
X<>X

The day ended great! It was almost perfect, except for the fact that Kiba managed to get a secret or two from me. They all went their seperate ways, some still chatting and joking, some walking home alone. Once everyone left, all that was left was me, Sakura, and Sasuke.

"Umm... Naruto?" She started. "I... I wanted to apologize for the way I have been treating you lately. It was wrongful of me. I know that it wasn't your fault. Friends?"

There was a short silence. "Of course!" I chirped. "I never stopped being your friend you know. You had every right to act like you did. Just don't bash yourself up because you know what, Sakura? It's my fault too."

She smiled and nodded. "Goodbye!" She called, running after Ino.

A silence emerged. One that seemed so familiar. "Hey, Uzumaki." Sasuke said, breaking the silence.

"Yeah?" I replied turning to him, being welcomed by his smile.

"You're lucky you came today."

"And why's that?"

"Because if you hadn't, I would've had to go and drag your sorry ass out here if it killed you."

I snorted. "As if you could! You self righteous bastard!"

Covering his heart with his hand, he said, "Ouch, that hurt."

I crossed my arms and turned away from him.

"You're not going to pout are you?" He walked in front of me. "I hope so."

I shot him a death glare. "Why? So you can rub it in my face like you always do?"

"No." He replied flatly. "So I can see how adorable you look."

I just stared at him, dumbstruck. Sasuke though that I was... adorable? I could feel my heart pounding, threating to break free of its cage."A-Adorable?"

"What's wrong? Anyone ever say you are?"

"Well, not really. I just can't believe that you, of all people would... I didn't know that..."

"There's many things you don't know about me, Uzumaki." He said. "Do you want me to walk you home?"

"Umm... sure."
X<>X

I walked inside and slipped off my shoes at the door. Slugging my way to my bed and plopped down on it. Sasuke. He's all that's on my mind lately. My heart... it... hurts, really hurts, whenever I hear him say 'see you later' or see him walk away. That stupid teme, making me feel these things, but after all, none of it felt wrong.

I know that in a sense, we are supposed to hate each other, but that hate only relates to certain attributes that we have, not our person in general. It only goes so deep before it disappears and is replaced with someting else, something more powerful and definite. I wonder if he thinks about things like this, too. Or if he thinks about me at all.

I sighed. Today was so exhausting, even when all we did was sit around. I could feel myself drifting into sleep, and the last thing I remember was silently whispering Sasuke's name, praying that at this moment, he was thinking about me, too.

---

A hand ruffled my hair gently as I slowly opened my eyes. "Stupid dobe. Why must you be so cute?"

My eyes shot opened as I sat up, turning and staring at the owner of that gorgeous vioce. "S-Sasuke? W-What... what are you doing here? How did you...?"

He put his hand over my mouth. "I have my ways." He smiled. "Do you mind me?"

"N-No, I just... I mean, I didn't expect you to be in my house." I said.

"What a way to wake up then."

I returned his smile. "Yeah." I replied happily. "You sneaky bastard."

"Come on." He said standing up. "It's time for you to get up."

"Right."

Sasuke left the room so I could change. When I got done dressing, I walked into the kitchen and was overpowered by a heavenly smell. Pancakes, I think. My eyes widened when I saw Sasuke sitting at the table, and at the other side was a steaming plate of about 5 pancakes. "What smells so good?"

He pointed to the plate. "Your breakfast."

I stared at him in disbelief. "You made me breakfast?"

His smile widened. "It's... your reward, for coming to the clearing yesterday and saving me a pointless walk here to beat your ass."

I laughed. "Gee, thanks." I walked to the opposite side of the table and took a seat, staring at the breakfast he had made for me. I still can't believe that he made me, of all people, breakfast.

While I was eating, I could feel Sasuke's stare. It seemed so right to me. He and I togehter like this. Alone. It wasn't awkward at all, too.

"Hey, Sasuke." I said between bites.

"Hm?"

"Why did you really come over?"

He looked up at the ceiling in thought. "I just couldn't keep myself away from you."

I felt my face start to warm up. "Y-You what?" I asked, making my disbelief evident.

"You heard me. Is that so wrong to want to see you?"

"No, but you could've at least---"

"Uzumaki." He cut me off. "Does it really bother you to have me come over?"
"No, not at all. I was just wondering, is all."

"I wanted to ask you something." Sasuke admitted.

Hmm. This was getting interesting. I knew that he had some sort of motivation. "Like what?" I urged him to continue.

"What if..." He stopped, almost as if searching for the right words to say. "In all honesty, what if someone had told you that they loved you?"

I paused for a second to think. That's a pretty random question. "I'd probably ask them if they were crazy."

"Why?" He asked, making me think again.

"Why? Well, look at me. There's not a snowball's chance in Hell that anyone could possibly come to love me."

He glared at me furiously. "I don't see anything wrong you."
I told him that he had to be kidding.

I could never in my life picture someone loving me. There would be a better chance of infatuation, but never love. To love, I was a disease. A disease in which it made sure to stay clear of. I was not as lucky as Iruka. He had someone he loved, someone who loved him back, even though he was as bad of a pervert as he was. Iruka may say that he wishes to escape it all, but he doesn't know just how lucky he is.

"Be serious Sasuke. I'm all messed up." I confessed.

His glare intensified. "Stop. Don't you dare talk like that. You're as normal as anyone to me."

"That's you." I retorted.

"What can I do to make it clear to you? You're no monster to me."

I flinched. It was like he was reading my mind, knowing exactly what I was thinking and what I was about to say. I sighed, "Just trust me, Sasuke. You and I both know."

Sasuke stood while I shifted my eyes from him to the floor. "And you know this how?" He asked flatly.

"I ---"

"Naruto..." Sasuke interrupted, leaning closer. He stood defiantly. My guess is that he crossed his arms slowly for effect, and quite frankly, it got to me. "I'm going to prove that you're no monster to me. Do you wish to know how?"

My face started to warm up. "I... guess."

A smile spread across his face. "Good. I'll take that as permission to do so."

"Do what?" I just had to ask. Sasuke was really starting to confuse me. Big time.

"This." He said softly before the distance between us disappeared.

What... What was he doing? Well, I know what he's doing, but... "Why?" I asked shakily as he pulled away.

"Because. I told you that I was going to prove that you are no monster. Do you understand now?"

All I could do was stare. Baka, Sasuke. Getting me all worked up and confused... "No, not really... What does a kiss have to do with me understanding anything?"

"Don't worry." Sasuke said. "You will soon enough."
X<>X



Yay! I hope that this turned out okay.... I really didn't want to put this up, but it was taking up space, so I said what the heck.
I know it's not great, but hey, it's something to keep you occupied, right?
I really hope so ^_^
P.S.: If there are mistkaes, I'M SORRY! I'm not a big fan of mistakes, but we all make them.
Did I start it off okay? Hmm.... I read it through, so.... Oh, well. You can decide.


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