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Freshmen Chronicles	By : afficek7 Category: Naruto AU/AR > General Views: 1630 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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1) Thank you cutiepie88 for you review. It's great to get feedback!

2) I would have updated sooner, but I have been battling the flu, and a boatload of work.

3) In order for this story to go as I originally planned, I need to add another chapter. So, there will be 14 chapters, and no more.

4) Kanazerosukenaru, you did not offend me, but I do need to clarify some things. First, my notes are my way of keeping my readers up to date with what's going on with my writing efforts. You say that you want me to be honest; well that is exactly what I am trying to do. Second, I state my motivation for writing a story so that reviewers can focus on sections of the writing that will help me improve. For example, if I say that my English is weak, I will probably get reviews about spelling and grammar. If I state that plot consistency is my problem, I will likely get reviews pointing out deviations. That's why I was VERY upfront in my notes about my motivation status and what area of feedback I was particularly interested in. However, I do understand where you're coming from. It was not my intention to make this story seem like drivel that I'm just posting to past the time. I care about everything that my name is on, be it real name or penname, so this story will get finished. If anyone else has any questions or comments, please send them my way. The whole point of posting on this style of forum is for the practice and interaction, so I'm always open to discussion. ^_^

Chapter 10

Man, winter vacation was anything but a damn vacation. With all of this Uchiha shit swirling around in my head, it was a constant effort to keep a smile on my face and act normal in front of my family. Usually, I love our annual trip to Big Beaver Sieve ski resort, but this year the cabin seemed cold, the jokes were stale, the hot chocolate was bitter and the snow was too hard. It didn't get any better when over 15,000 dollars worth of gifts arrived, courtesy of Fugaku. Of course, everybody thought that he was the second coming of Buddha for his great generosity and appreciativeness that we invited his son over for Thanksgiving. Hell, even Uncle Inoichi was sporting a face-splitting grin once he opened a package containing some "elusive" football paraphernalia. I was just about ready to beat all of their asses for being so gullible, but my dad looked at me and winked, and that was all I needed. If he was in the know, then all was well; well, at least until I came back and had to face Sasuke.

The first few days that he was here, he was acting strange as hell. He would not speak even when spoken to, and would not meet my gaze no matter how hard I tried to meet his. For a minute, I was concerned that Fugaku had cut his vocal chords, or worse, did something to damage his brain. But, then, like a switch had gone off, he was back to normal, sort of. You see, he's been having weird ass mood swings for the past week or so. At times, he's contemplative and reserved, and then seconds later he's cracking jokes and laughing loudly. I honestly don't know what to make of it. Discussing it with Itachi would be a big help, but he left me with no way of contacting him, the bastard. Who parties on another man's doughnuts without at least giving him your phone number?

"Will you stop growlring, you freak," Sasuke says from two inches from my face, effectively startling me to the point where I have to grab the wall in order to not fall backwards in my chair. Having the shit scared out of me only succeeds in pissing me off.

"What the hell, man? Why the fuck were you that close to my face? Have you lost your mind, or something?" I yell with my hand over my heart, yet Sasuke just continues to stare at me as though I am the one with the problem.

"I should be asking you that. You're the one glraring and growlring at air," he replies and finally I notice a sense of unease within him. From the look on his face, it's quite clear that he thinks I'm a few short of a dozen, and for some reason, that's funny as hell to me. So, as I proceed to laugh my ass off, he looks more disturbed, which causes me to laugh more. I don't know if the stress is finally getting to me, or if it really is that funny, but it feels good. I haven't truly laughed in over three weeks.

"Dude, I wasn't 'growlring' and 'glraring' at air. I just have a lot on my mind, that's all," I try to insure through the laughter. Sasuke HATES being mocked, so I'm not surprised to hear a "fuck you" followed by mumbled words including "idiot" and "brain cellrus." Ha! Now he's clicking away at his laptop so loudly that it sounds like he's using an old school typewriter. In the past, I would have ribbed him some more, but it's hard to efficiently tease somebody that you feel sorry for. So, I guess I should calm him down before he breaks his computer.

"Considering how hard last semester was I'm not sure if it's smart to take five classes, but I think I can handle it. If not, there's always the summer session. What about you?" I ask nonchalantly, changing the subject. Sasuke instantly goes rigid, and all is deathly silent for several seconds, before he starts typing again with a lot less enthusiasm.

"I have to repeat ebrything that I didn't get an A in, so I'm retaking Engrish, World History, Philrosophy and Business. I'm taking Economics and Speech, too," he says casually, and I almost choke on my spit. I may not be the best at math, but from my count, he's retaking over half of the classes that he already passed with damn good grades. At the rate he's going, he will be near thirty by the time he graduates. How embarrassing it must be to have to face all of the same professors, or tell all of your friends.

"Fuck," I whisper, and Sasuke replies with a resigned sigh and a nod. Just like that, we're both depressed.

'Man, Fugaku is truly one miserable bastard to be able to fuck up people's mood all the way from Japan. No wonder the suicide rate is so high over there. They have to live with him,' I think angrily, and can't stop the mental image of the sun bearing Fugaku's face, with people bursting into tears as his rays hit them. The thought is almost as bad as that "Putin Rears His Head" photo on the internet.

"Ugh," I shiver, snapping myself out of my thoughts. Even though classes won't start until tomorrow, I'm already stressed and exhausted with all of the drama in my life, so I'm overdue for some fun.

Without thinking about it, I send out a group text about grabbing some food, hitting the arcade, and watching a movie. Almost instantly, I get a response from Kiba and Ino saying that they are down. Now, I just need to hear from Shika, Sakura, and Deidara.

"What moobie are we seeing?" Sasuke seem to ask out of nowhere, and I don't even try to stop the slightly puzzled and incredulous look from crossing my face. What the hell? Is he reading my thoughts or something?

"What are you talking about?" I ask confusedly, and can practically feel Sasuke's irritation. After a quick stare-fest, Sasuke holds up his phone, showing the same text message that I sent out not even ten minutes ago. Apparently, I had lumped his number under my "friends" group. Well, shit! I can't really say that that text wasn't meant for him, and he's not welcome to come. Well, I can, but it would be a total douche move. Why would he want to come anyway? Sure, we went out that one time, but he's never hung out with my friends. Is he that bored? Are all of his friends busy? What the hell?

"Nebermind," Sasuke says after some time, turning back to his computer. That one word pulls me out of my musings, and I can't help but to feel like a giant asshole.

"Oh, naw, it's cool, dude! I just wasn't sure if you were serious about wanting to go," I reply quickly. For some reason, getting him to not feel as though he's uninvited is important to me. It's funny, but when I first met the guy, I wanted nothing more than to pound his face in. Now, I feel as though I need to watch over him.

"I'm really not sure what we're going to see. We usually don't decide until we get there, and that can take a full half-hour, if Sakura and Ino are being particularly stubborn," I add on, and then receive a series of texts in rapid succession as though it was planned.

"Cool, everybody's in. Looks like we'll be meeting at 4:30pm on Main Street."

"Alright, so how do y'all want to do this? Do you want to eat first, see the movie, or go to the arcade?" Sakura asks everyone as we huddle in front of Joanie's Café Express. Surprisingly, besides a few second glances, no one made a big deal about Sasuke tagging along. Weird.

"I'm starving! I say we eat first," Kiba speaks up, and I am in total agreement. By the looks on Shika's and Dei's faces, we're all on the same page. Sasuke doesn't look like he cares either way, and his silence supports my assumption.

"Well, I guess that part's settled," Sakura replies wryly, and I can't help but to wonder if she just wanted to argue.

"Ha! Are you really surprised? You should know by now that these bottomless pits will always choose food when given the option," Ino cut in with a laugh, before turning to Sasuke.

"Well, excluding present company. This one seems to actually chew his food like a normal human being," she adds with a not-so-innocent wink, and Sasuke immediately gains pigment. Damn it, is this going to be how the entire night is going to go?

"Jeez Ino, flirt once we're not standing out in 20 degree weather," Sakura quickly scolds before turning to the rest of us, "Where do you guys want to eat?"

"Burger King."

"McDonald's."

"Taco Bell."

"Pizza Hut."

"Subway."

Everyone speaks at the same time, and my stomach instantly starts growling. It already knows that dinner is now going to be pushed back for another hour as we all debate over this, apparently, perplexing decision. Fuck!

"Hab you tried Aoi Oi Sushi?" Sasuke finally speaks up, disrupting our group glare and stare-off.

"Isn't that the new place over on 3rd and Pine Lane?" Deidara asks, and both Sasuke and Shika nod. Hmm, Sushi sounds good right about now, and I heard great stuff about the joint; I just haven't found the time or a reason to go.

"I'm game. I've been meaning to check that place out anyway," I announce, and everyone more or less nods their approval. Poor Kiba looks as though his stomach is tickling his spine, so we should probably get a move on it.

"Okay, there's no point in all of us driving over. So, who's playing chauffer?"

Oh, for the love of God!

"Wow, no wonder this place is so crowded! That was the best chirashi I've ever had!" Sakura announces as she leans back in her chair, scooting her very empty bowl away. I can barely see over my two stacks of tiny porcelain plates, but from the looks of things, everybody is about ready to burst.

"Yeah, my nigiri was awesome. The fish was so fresh that I wonder if they killed it right before they put it on my plate," Ino adds flippantly, yet my stomach lurches at the mention of fish and killing. Usually, nothing gets to me, but that summer Jii-Jii Jiraiya took me salmon fishing ruined me for life, and that's all I'm going to say on that.

"You should have tried my inari. Man, that shit was good," Kiba joins in while patting his stomach, and almost instantly, both girls round on him.

"Like hell I should have tried your Inari! You were food guarding like it was your job!" Sakura starts.

"Yeah, no kidding! I reached for a small piece, and you almost bit my damn hand," Ino joins. Meanwhile, Sasuke and Shikamaru are talking about something in pure Japanese. Sasuke's accent never lets me forgets his heritage, but I almost always forget that English isn't Shika's first language.

"You know, that's really rude, hm. We have no idea what the fuck you're saying," Deidara declares quite loudly, and I can tell that he's pissed. He hates not knowing what's going on, especially if it isn't necessary.

"My bad, man. We were just talking about the owner of this place. The world is smaller than it appears. My family and his family had a somewhat working relationship back home," Shika informs, and Kiba is rooting for free food, before Shika can even finish his sentence. I hate to admit it, but I'm thinking the same thing. Whoever invented the phrase "poor college student" wasn't kidding. For the first time in my life, I have negative money.

"That is so cool. Thanks for suggesting this place, Sasuke. You've proven yourself useful, so I may have to keep you around," Ino says to Sasuke, and true to form, he looks like a beet. I guess he's not used to girls being as forward as my sister. Hell, I'm not used to girls being as forward as my sister.

"Okay, we need to make a decision before we head back into the cold. What movie are we going to see?" Sakura speaks up, and a collective groan erupts from the table. Up until now, Sasuke seemed perfectly content with silently watching our antics, but now he seems a bit annoyed with our indecisiveness.

"I don't care eiber way. Just pick something," he replies, and I can't agree more. Of course, it's not going to go that smoothly, because Kiba and Sakura must conduct their movie ritual, starting now.

"I say we go see 'Little Fockers.' I could use a good laugh."

"What the… that is so immature. I say we go see 'Blue valentine.' There's nothing like a good romance when it's cold outside."

"Aww, hell naw! Why do you always pick the sappiest, girliest shit?"

"Because I am a girl. DUH!"

"Well, I don't have a vag…"

And for the next ten minutes, this is all we hear. If left to their own devices, we won't make it to the movies for another week, no exaggeration. Ugh! I'm breaking this up!

"All in favor of a vote," I say quickly and loudly. Deidara and I vote for "Little Fockers" and Ino votes for "Blue Valentine." All eyes are now on Shika, and Kiba is already claiming victory. But, Sakura is giving him the 'eyes,' the very same eyes she use to give me. He doesn't stand a chance. He's toast!

"Blue Valentine," Shikamaru announces, and Sakura cheers, while Kiba looks like someone told him that there isn't a Santa Claus. All I wanted was a fun and relaxing night out with my friends, but hell is determined to not let it happen.

"Okay, that brings us to a draw, but luckily, Sasuke is here. Besides, since he's new, it's only fair that he gets to choose," Ino speaks, and all eyes turn to Sasuke. Both Ino and Sakura are giving him 'the look', but he doesn't even hesitate.

"Rittle Fockers," he says, and for once, I have never been happier that he is such a douche than I am now. Thank you, God!

"Alright, I gotta give it to you guys. That movie wasn't bad at all," Ino says as we walk out of the theatre. All of us guys are still laughing at our favorite parts, but Sakura is sore.

"Oh, stuff it, Ino! You're just happy, because you spent the whole movie attached to Sasuke's arm," she dissed, and Deidara almost chokes on his pop at the look on Ino's face.

"Well, at least I have the balls to make a move. At the rate you're going, I'm going to have grandkids by the time you get a new man," Ino shoots back.

"Burn!" Kiba yells in hysterics, while Shika is being suspiciously quiet. Shit, I see that I have to diffuse this.

"Can we please just go to the arcade while we're ALL still young?" I snap, and get twin hmphs for my effort. They're now strolling along together, happily talking shit about me, and I'm left wondering what the hell did I do.

"Thanks for taking one for team," Kiba pats me on the back, before three other pats join in. Well, at least someone appreciates me.

"Damn it, I can't believe the same people are here. Don't they have a life?" I say, and my table just laughs harder. Just like I thought, word spread fast that I got my ass royally kicked at laser tag, and I have been the ass of every joke for the past twenty minutes. Three different groups of people came over here just to retell the story of how great Sasuke was and how much I sucked. Fuck my life!

"Whoa, you have a black belt in karate? You should show me some moves some time. I can use them to kick their asses," Ino says while pointing at Deidara and me. For a second, Sasuke looks contemplative, then immensely relaxed.

"I charge for pribate lessons," he replies coolly, and the look of shock on Ino's face is priceless. Of course, it doesn't last long, especially when she feels challenged.

"Fine, fine. I don't mind paying to get a little closer to you," she says in a low voice, leaning in to Sasuke's personal space. Like always, his face tints red, but what happens next, nobody is prepared for.

"Well, why don't you get close to me now?" Sasuke responds, and then pulls her into his lap before we can even process that something happened. Immediately, Ino starts squirming to get up, but his hands are locked on her hips. To that, I don't know what to say. I feel so strange. A glance at Deidara reveals that I'm not alone.

"What's wrong? I thought you wanted to get close?" Sasuke slyly inquires, and for the first time ever, Ino's face is the color of our mom's hair. But, that doesn't deter Sasuke.

"Well? Isn't that what you were hinting at?" He continues with his hands steadily roaming. You can practically hear a pin drop at our table.

"Okay, you got me. I was coming on strong. What can I say? It's in my blood. We Yamanaka are flirts. But, don't get it twisted. We aren't whores, so no getting close on the first date," Ino finally responds, before calmly removing the Uchiha's hands from her waist. Then, without missing a beat, she snatches Sakura out of her chair, and drags her to the women's bathroom.

"What the hell was that?" I ask, incredulously, the minute I find my tongue. Deidara is looking quite murderous, so Sasuke better get his talk on.

"I was just fucking with her the way she fucks with me," he answers, and both Deidara and I deflate a bit. To be honest, she had it coming.

"Way to go, Sasuke! I've never seen anyone back Ino down, let alone make her blush. You're free to hang out with me anytime," Kiba declares while laughing at Ino's expense. At that, we all laugh. She more than had it coming.

"All jokes aside, I think Ino has a thing for you, hm. She may be a flirt, but had any other guy touched her like that, they would be unconscious right now," Deidara speaks up, and Shikamaru is not far beyond.

"That, and she seems to be fixated on you. She usually pesters people until she get a rise or two, but it's never ending with you," he states. The conversation is then cut short, because we see the girls walking over and laughing. But, somehow, Deidara is able to speak before they are in earshot.

"Don't fuck over my sister."

The rest of the night went along great. We all had a good time and Sasuke fit in just fine with my friends. But, now that we are back at the dorms, certain things are bothering me. For starters, Ino seems genuinely interested in Sasuke, but I know for a fact that he won't date anything but a Japanese girl. So, why is he even indulging her? More importantly, why is he indulging anybody when his ass is engaged? Fuck this, I've never been one to beat around the bush.

"Yo, Sasuke, what's up with you and Ino? What happened to your Asian only rule?" I ask quite bluntly, and Sasuke lets out a bark of laughter, silencing me.

"Afraid I'm going to fuck your sister?" He replies, and I'm up and out of my bed before I even know what I'm doing.

"Look, if you…" I start.

"Calm down, moron. I'm just fucking with you," he interjects, but I don't see the humor, and my face lets that be known. His smirk drops, and finally we're on the same page.

"It's compricated," he replies with a sigh, while pinching the bridge of his nose, before continuing.

"I date Japanese because it's easier. No one stares or says rude shit. My kids won't get treated like shit, and I won't hab to worry about tainting the Uchiha blrood," he adds, and I remember the story of his first love. Thinking about how he's basically forced to stay with his "own kind" takes a lot of the anger out of me. Clearly, the dude isn't a racist, but he does have a fiancé. I can't speak on that though. I'm not supposed to know.

"So, you were serious about hanging out with Ino next week?" I ask, remembering the pseudo date that they set up. Apparently, she was being honest when she said that she wanted to learn some martial arts, but there's a hell of a lot of touching involved, so I want to know what's going on.

"Yeah, we're supposed to meet next week. Is that okay?" Sasuke responds, and his seeking my approval surprises me. I search his face to see if he's being sarcastic, but he just stares back with that super young look, and I can't tell whether he wants me to say yes or no. One thing is for sure, my answer seems to be of high importance to him.

"It's cool," I reply, and like that, the spell is broken. Neither of us speak any further as we prepare for bed. Man, where is Itachi when you need him?
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