Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Typical ❯ Typical ( One-Shot )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: dark_moonlight16 
We haven't changed at all, ne, dobe? SasuNaru
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Comedy | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 01.26.2008 | Updated On: 02.24.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 656 | Status: Completed
We haven't changed at all, ne, dobe? SasuNaru
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Comedy | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 01.26.2008 | Updated On: 02.24.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 656 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, Sasuke does!
Title: Typical
Author: MayIFall
Pairing: SasukexNaruto
A/N: Itachi doesn’t kill off his clan. Cannon universe.
"blah" - thoughts
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There is this one boy in my class. His name is Naruto and I think I…like him.
Father says Uchihas don’t have crushes. I am an Uchiha; therefore I do not have crushes. My big brother told me what Father said is “a load of crap”, whatever that is, and not to listen to father.
Maybe being nine years old doesn’t count. Maybe this just a phase, yes, this is probably just an annoying phase every growing boy goes through. It must be a weird one if I get this weird feeling in my stomach when he smiles.
I should ask Mother why I can’t keep my eyes off him. I can’t concentrate on anything when he’s around. My mind just blanks out and my eyes are instantly glued to his face. This one time I walked into a tree while staring at him, which was a very embarrassing moment. Thankfully no one saw. That would have been humiliating.
I’m sitting in class looking out the window, trying not to look at Naruto and failing miserably. I look right; Naruto and Iruka-sensei are talking. My eyes land on his spiky vibrant blonde hair shines in the sunlight down to his big, down to his bright cerulean blue eyes that glows with happiness, and roam his sun-tanned skin that is his face. Three whisker-like scars on each cheek give him the fox-like look that matches his personality. I still wonder where he got those. His cheerful laughter permeates the air as he converses with Iruka.
I force myself to look away in case someone might catch me staring. I let out a sigh and look out the window, again, pretending to focus on nothing, but my mind strays to think about Naruto. The bell rings and I see other people starting to enter the classroom.
I focus my attention up front where our teacher is. He orders us to take out some paper to take notes on math. I hear the shuffle of paper and pencil on paper as he writes on the blackboard. We all start to copy what is on the board. I already know this stuff so I don’t copy anything down. I rest my head on my left arm and look out the window.
“-er, Sasuke-kun?”
I look up front at Iruka. His gaze is set upon me, as are the other children inhabiting the classroom. I have no idea what he just said, “Pardon, sensei?”
“What is the answer to the equation?” he repeated. I look at the blackboard and ‘2 + x equals 6’ is written on the board.
“X equals 4.” I glance at him and then look out the window again.
“That’s right, Sasuke-kun.” Iruka says.
As usual, I receive unwanted comments like: “Sasuke-kun is so smart!” and “He is so cute, hot, cool…” also some “Sasuke-kun, I love you!” Annoyance grows I feel a heated stare that resembles a glare bore into the back of my head and I decide to ignore it, thinking it was just another jealous boy. Iruka continues his long lecture about the Order of Operations and passes out our homework. I can still feel the heated stare. Now irritated, I look in the direction is the stare. I meet glaring angry cerulean orbs. Amused, I smirk and send a glare back at Naruto. What an idiot.
Underneath his breath, I hear him say: “Know-it-all.”
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6 years later
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A punch is aimed in for my face and I catch it with my open hand. I catch the other fist with my other hand. Sweat runs down both of our faces as we glare intensely at each other.
“Teme!”
“Dobe.”
H e lets out an angry growl and raises a leg to kick me in the stomach. I let go of his fists and jump up into the sky to avoid the attack. I land and smirk at his frustrated look. A scowl graced his face and a kunai flies in towards my face. I catch it and throw toss it in a different direction. Four shuriken cut the air heading towards me and I dodge them by jumping into a nearby tree.
“Teme, Get your ass down here!” I am amused by this point. He still can’t detect me presence as this age? Hn, he’s probably holding back. I obey his order.
I can see his eyes widen when he realizes I’m behind him. My arms automatically wrap around his waist. I bury my face in the side of his neck deeply inhale in the musky scent of sweat and pine. A bead of sweat trickles down the side and I watch hungrily as it slides lower and lower, trying to reach his hideous black and orange jumpsuit.
My tongue slips out of my mouth and catches the drop, savoring the taste as it reaches my taste buds. I smirk as his blush taints his flawless face. He should be thankful I don’t take him here and now. My breath brushes his ear, “Dobe, we will continue this tomorrow. I’m taking you out to eat.”
I almost burst out laughing as I picture his blush reaches his ears. I calmly walk out of training grounds and towards his favorite place to eat. My lips twitch upwards. 3…2…
“Uuwhaaa! Sasuke-teme is the best! …You’re paying, bastard!” …1.
“That’s the whole point of taking someone out to eat.”
“Screw you!” I can’t wait.
“Tonight, usuratonkachi, tonight.”
“You perverted bastard! You’re sleeping on the couch!” Like hell I am.
“Really? I recall you last night begging to me in bed to fuck you today, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the next day, the day after that, and t-”
“TEME!”
“-he next, and into next month…and If I do-”
“TEME, I’M WARNING YOU!” I can just picture his flustered form. I quickly block out the image before my brain realizes it’s Naruto.
“-n’t you will bind me to the bedpost with chakra strings to make sure I can’t escape and have your w-”
“THAT’S IT! I’M SPENDING THE NIGHT AT KIBA’S!”
“Just be back before nine, so I -”
“I’M NOT COMING BACK, YOU BASTARD!”
“Oh? I thought you are a ninja that won’t back down on his words.”
“I AM!…You…I…I mean…it…Argh, I’m not talking to you.”
“Hn…dobe.”
“Stop calling me that, teme!”
“…”
…Silence. Finally.
I can feel his intense glare on my back. It lingers for a while…and then his glare settles upon a certain lower part of my anatomy. I smirk. “You don’t have to make your intentions obvious, moron.”
Blush. “Shut up.”
I roll my eyes in amusement and let out a chuckle…stupid dobe. Correction: My stupid dobe.
“So you were staring at my ass? I’m flattered.”
“How the hell did you kn- I was not!”
“Hn.”
“I wasn’t even looking at you.”
“…”
“I’m not lying, bastard!”
“…”
“I hate you.”
“Is that how they say it these days?”
Smile. “Bastard.”
“Love you, too, dobe.”…smile.
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Owari
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Title: Typical
Author: MayIFall
Pairing: SasukexNaruto
A/N: Itachi doesn’t kill off his clan. Cannon universe.
"blah" - thoughts
-
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There is this one boy in my class. His name is Naruto and I think I…like him.
Father says Uchihas don’t have crushes. I am an Uchiha; therefore I do not have crushes. My big brother told me what Father said is “a load of crap”, whatever that is, and not to listen to father.
Maybe being nine years old doesn’t count. Maybe this just a phase, yes, this is probably just an annoying phase every growing boy goes through. It must be a weird one if I get this weird feeling in my stomach when he smiles.
I should ask Mother why I can’t keep my eyes off him. I can’t concentrate on anything when he’s around. My mind just blanks out and my eyes are instantly glued to his face. This one time I walked into a tree while staring at him, which was a very embarrassing moment. Thankfully no one saw. That would have been humiliating.
I’m sitting in class looking out the window, trying not to look at Naruto and failing miserably. I look right; Naruto and Iruka-sensei are talking. My eyes land on his spiky vibrant blonde hair shines in the sunlight down to his big, down to his bright cerulean blue eyes that glows with happiness, and roam his sun-tanned skin that is his face. Three whisker-like scars on each cheek give him the fox-like look that matches his personality. I still wonder where he got those. His cheerful laughter permeates the air as he converses with Iruka.
I force myself to look away in case someone might catch me staring. I let out a sigh and look out the window, again, pretending to focus on nothing, but my mind strays to think about Naruto. The bell rings and I see other people starting to enter the classroom.
I focus my attention up front where our teacher is. He orders us to take out some paper to take notes on math. I hear the shuffle of paper and pencil on paper as he writes on the blackboard. We all start to copy what is on the board. I already know this stuff so I don’t copy anything down. I rest my head on my left arm and look out the window.
“-er, Sasuke-kun?”
I look up front at Iruka. His gaze is set upon me, as are the other children inhabiting the classroom. I have no idea what he just said, “Pardon, sensei?”
“What is the answer to the equation?” he repeated. I look at the blackboard and ‘2 + x equals 6’ is written on the board.
“X equals 4.” I glance at him and then look out the window again.
“That’s right, Sasuke-kun.” Iruka says.
As usual, I receive unwanted comments like: “Sasuke-kun is so smart!” and “He is so cute, hot, cool…” also some “Sasuke-kun, I love you!” Annoyance grows I feel a heated stare that resembles a glare bore into the back of my head and I decide to ignore it, thinking it was just another jealous boy. Iruka continues his long lecture about the Order of Operations and passes out our homework. I can still feel the heated stare. Now irritated, I look in the direction is the stare. I meet glaring angry cerulean orbs. Amused, I smirk and send a glare back at Naruto. What an idiot.
Underneath his breath, I hear him say: “Know-it-all.”
-
6 years later
-
A punch is aimed in for my face and I catch it with my open hand. I catch the other fist with my other hand. Sweat runs down both of our faces as we glare intensely at each other.
“Teme!”
“Dobe.”
H e lets out an angry growl and raises a leg to kick me in the stomach. I let go of his fists and jump up into the sky to avoid the attack. I land and smirk at his frustrated look. A scowl graced his face and a kunai flies in towards my face. I catch it and throw toss it in a different direction. Four shuriken cut the air heading towards me and I dodge them by jumping into a nearby tree.
“Teme, Get your ass down here!” I am amused by this point. He still can’t detect me presence as this age? Hn, he’s probably holding back. I obey his order.
I can see his eyes widen when he realizes I’m behind him. My arms automatically wrap around his waist. I bury my face in the side of his neck deeply inhale in the musky scent of sweat and pine. A bead of sweat trickles down the side and I watch hungrily as it slides lower and lower, trying to reach his hideous black and orange jumpsuit.
My tongue slips out of my mouth and catches the drop, savoring the taste as it reaches my taste buds. I smirk as his blush taints his flawless face. He should be thankful I don’t take him here and now. My breath brushes his ear, “Dobe, we will continue this tomorrow. I’m taking you out to eat.”
I almost burst out laughing as I picture his blush reaches his ears. I calmly walk out of training grounds and towards his favorite place to eat. My lips twitch upwards. 3…2…
“Uuwhaaa! Sasuke-teme is the best! …You’re paying, bastard!” …1.
“That’s the whole point of taking someone out to eat.”
“Screw you!” I can’t wait.
“Tonight, usuratonkachi, tonight.”
“You perverted bastard! You’re sleeping on the couch!” Like hell I am.
“Really? I recall you last night begging to me in bed to fuck you today, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the next day, the day after that, and t-”
“TEME!”
“-he next, and into next month…and If I do-”
“TEME, I’M WARNING YOU!” I can just picture his flustered form. I quickly block out the image before my brain realizes it’s Naruto.
“-n’t you will bind me to the bedpost with chakra strings to make sure I can’t escape and have your w-”
“THAT’S IT! I’M SPENDING THE NIGHT AT KIBA’S!”
“Just be back before nine, so I -”
“I’M NOT COMING BACK, YOU BASTARD!”
“Oh? I thought you are a ninja that won’t back down on his words.”
“I AM!…You…I…I mean…it…Argh, I’m not talking to you.”
“Hn…dobe.”
“Stop calling me that, teme!”
“…”
…Silence. Finally.
I can feel his intense glare on my back. It lingers for a while…and then his glare settles upon a certain lower part of my anatomy. I smirk. “You don’t have to make your intentions obvious, moron.”
Blush. “Shut up.”
I roll my eyes in amusement and let out a chuckle…stupid dobe. Correction: My stupid dobe.
“So you were staring at my ass? I’m flattered.”
“How the hell did you kn- I was not!”
“Hn.”
“I wasn’t even looking at you.”
“…”
“I’m not lying, bastard!”
“…”
“I hate you.”
“Is that how they say it these days?”
Smile. “Bastard.”
“Love you, too, dobe.”…smile.
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Owari
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