A contract with a bastard! | By : bellabambina24 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 2146 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Hey guys!
Here is the new chapter.
I had planned to write something
completely different... Well, I hope you like how I ended up writing it.
There is no Itachi*Deidara progress
in this chapter. But, give it time.
On another note, I am going insane.
Literally! I started writing my first non-yaoi
original fiction, and it’s killing me :D
I know most of you are only into fanfiction... But I really need critiques, so if anyone is
willing; Please send me a PM or use my email (listed on my profile). I would really
appreciate it.
C’mon! You don’t want me to go
crazy... right? Yeah? Say yeah... please...
Chapter 16, "Everyone
plots!”
Turned out Shikamaru was wrong; love didn’t triumph over all.
A raven was gone, and a blond was forsaken.
Itachi had rushed the travel process in order to get Sasuke
out of the country as soon as possible. He couldn’t allow Sasuke time to change
his mind. Plus, he went of his way to make the travel date sudden, to avoid the
old movie cliché; Naruto chasing after Sasuke in the airport.
Sasuke on the other hand didn’t know if he was glad with the
haste or not. It was painful restraining himself from going back to Naruto, so
it was a blessing to have a barrier of distance between them. However, he had
also hoped that in case of a delay, Naruto might change his mind. His yearnings
remained unrealized though.
Nara lied on Kiba’s couch watching as Naruto devoured his third bowl of
ramen. The brunette scrunched his nose muttering ‘troublesome’ under his breath.
“How’d stomach wolfing so much when it’s not even nine
in the morning?”
The blond mumbled
something incoherent while downing the leftover soup. He massaged his stomach, sighed
a sign of satisfaction.
Shika’s heaved a sigh of frustration
on the other hand. Whatsoever Naruto’s cryptic answer was, he knew it wasn’t
going to console him.
“Uzumaki, are you okay?” He glanced
at the grinning boy.
The tanned author gave him a thumb up. “Kibaaaaa! You are out of ramen!”
A symphony of lethargic cusses flowed from the bedroom,
followed by a pillow hurled towards Naruto with amazing precision.
The blond evaded the object in one quick move, “What’s wrong
with him?!”
“He was asleep. So was I,” Nara
bated an eyelid trying to make a point. The blond had been brisk and energetic
to an annoying extent ever since Sasuke traveled.
His friends empathized, nonetheless. In fact, they were
alarmed from how uncaring he had seemed moving out of his love’s place. He
hadn’t even squandered one tear. It was just ‘troublesome’ and unnatural.
Sure, they wanted their friend to move on. Yet this wasn’t
moving on; it was flat out denial.
“So, you’re going out with me?”
“No.”
“You even know where-”
“No!”
“Shikamaru,” Naruto pleaded with a seesaw voice and puppy
eyes.
Ughh... What’s the point
of refusing when he will just end up dragging me with him anyway? Sigh... Well,
perhaps going out would be good for him. Friendship is so bothersome
sometimes...
“Fine,” He gave in. “Where?”
“The park for some research. A site
suggested I should observe people then use the information as a model for my
characters.” Naruto said ironing his shirt with his bare hands. “We can pass by
Temari’s office on our way. Earn you some points. May
be you’d finally get into her pants-”
“Hey! Hey, that’s my girlfriend you are talking about.” Shikamaru
got up finally. She was a bit controlling, except he loved her. That was women
for you; you could never figure them out. Plus, she did let him into her pants before.
He just didn’t bother sharing the information with his pals.
XXXXXX
Shikamaru dialed his fire-head’s number as he walked next to
Naruto. He wanted to inform her that they were on their way.
“Hey Shika. What are you doing up so
early in the morning?” She answered.
“Naruto wanted to go to the park,” Shikamaru almost sighed
feeling like a forced parent. “We will pass by your office in a few minutes. Is
it okay to come up?”
An abrupt pain took over Temari’s
voice making it exceptionally husky. “Is he still pretending to be alright?”
Shikamaru peeked at Naruto over to his side. “Yes, yes,
fine... I will bring by coffee.” He paused elbowing Naruto in the shoulder and
tilting his head to point at the coffee-shop near by. “Get her the frappe with
whatever flavor girls drink. I will finish with her.” Nara
whispered.
Naruto nodded, making a mental note to tell Shikamaru that he
would never get a girl while having this attitude. He strolled towards the shop.
“Did he leave?”
“Yeah...” Shikamaru said feeling guilty for sending his
friend to run errands. Yet, he really needed to speak to his girlfriend in
private. “He is still acting as if Uchiha never existed. He doesn’t even
mention his job at Icha Icha
anymore.”
“May be he really is over him.”
“I know Naruto, so I doubt that. It’s not like him to give up
on people he loves so easily.”
“So what’re we going to do?”
“Just bring your brother tonight. You said he liked men,
right?”
“Errr... Shika, I am not sure about
that plan. Gaara has a tendency to alienate others around him-”
“He sounds like Naruto’s type. Plus, it’s either him or Sai-”
“Not Sai!” She just about spat it out. “I will bring over
tonight. Tell Kiba to clean up his disgusting place because Gaara can be touchy
about these sorts of things.”
“That’s settled then.”
She sighed, “I hope you are right about this.”
By the time Nara
was off the phone, he was pushing the café’s door open. He walked inside,
scanning the vicinity for Naruto. No sign of the blond. He managed to push through
the crowd waiting for their morning coffee, and reached the clerk.
“Have you seen a blond man with whisker like scars on his fa-”
The girl behind the counter pointed towards the bathroom. A
few people were walking out grumbling and whispering about something.
He made his way over, listening to their chitchat.
“He is probably suffering of a mental break down or
something!” A woman whispered with a gasp at the end.
“That’s just not right! Doesn’t he have a home to cry in?!” A
man mumbled ruffling with his hair.
“Poor child,” An old woman knocked on the door once, and then shock her head in distress.
Nara frowned
feeling out of the loop. He stood infront of the bathroom’s door and called,
“Naruto?”
“Shika,” A weeping pained voice grumbled from behind the
door.
The brunette’s eyes widened. Other than embarrassing
situation Naruto had put him in infront of the crowd that started to round up,
his heart throbbed. Sunshine was heartbroken, and Shika felt powerless. How
could he take all the pain away? He couldn’t, and it killed him.
He tried to open the door, but something was blocking it from
inside. “Naruto, open the door.”
“Do you know the man inside?” A teenager with a large zit on
his nose asked frowning. From his name tag, he was the manager.
“He is just having a bad day-”
“If he doesn’t get out in five minutes, we will be forced to
call the authorities.”
Shikamaru nodded hissing under his breath.
“Naruto, open.”
His chest burned when he heard a long agonizing howl. “H-he
is-is gone...”
“I know...” Shika swallowed. “Naruto, they will call the
police.”
“...”
“Naruto?”
“...”
The manager then walked next to Shikamaru whispering
something about an emergency key. In a matter of a few seconds, a click was
heard. The door opened, and Shikamaru peeked inside.
Naruto was hugging his legs in one corner smelling a cup of
coffee. His face was drenched in hot tears, and painted in a hue of crimson. His
lips were yellow however from how hard he was biting into them.
“Naruto...” The genius almost gasped. When did Naruto
become so... crushed?
The blond turned around, “I miss him.” He hugged the cup
towards his chest tighter, spilling most of it over his shirt. Thankfully, it
wasn’t that hot. He sniffed its musky aroma as if his life depended on it. It
smelled like his baby. He adored that smell so much. As silly as it sounded, he
wanted to hug that smell. He wanted to sleep next to it. Cuddling.
“He is gone! I l-let him go!”
Shika kneed next to his, moving one hand through the golden curls.
“He will be back.” He wasn’t sure if it was the wise thing to say on the long
run, but he couldn’t bear watching his friend breakdown anymore.
People would always say a friend would
tell you the truth. Biggest lie ever! Sometimes friends would lie. Sometimes
they lie out of their asses to just wipe your tears away. Cause sometimes you
would do the wrong thing for a friend. Regardless of how much you would want to
speak wise words, you would act like an idiot. ‘He will be back’, ‘It was
his fault’, or ‘you look much better than her’. Lies! No one would
ever want to see his friend hurting.
The crimson in the bloodshot eyes
made the sapphire stand out even more, sending chills down Shikamaru’s spine
when they ogled at him in desperation. “But he-”
“You know he will be back.” The
man uttered sounding so certain, Naruto chose to believe him.
“I spilled the coffee...” Naruto
whined a bit childishly. He didn’t know how he could act so pathetic. So weak. It wasn’t like him.
“I will buy you another one.”
Naruto nodded standing up with the
other male’s help. People watched as Naruto walked out leaning slightly against
his friend’s shoulder.
One way or another, that was what
Naruto stayed behind for. That shoulder to lean against. A friend who would
walk head raised up next to you even in shame.
XXXXXX
Naruto sniveled grinning. He rubbed
the back of his neck nervously, “Sorry for that! I kinda
lost it back there, didn’t I?”
“Naruto, you don’t have to act
infront of me.” Nara stated.
The blond who was walking in
reverse, turned around. He skipped two steps ahead of his friend, “Hey, hey,
Shika, lets go buy a mobile for Haru!”
The man froze. “Why? You can always
reach him by calling Iruka.”
“Hmm, all the kids at his school
have fancy phones. I don’t want him to feel left out.”
“Are you sure...” you can afford
it?
“I will borrow from Kiba.”
“Na-”
“I will pay him back as soon as I
publish my bestselling novel.”
Shikamaru smiled. At least he
didn’t lose hope.
“I was thinking may be I should write
something from my heart.” He used Sasuke’s term. “I mean erotic novels are cool
too, but how about a book on destiny?”
“Destiny?”
“Something like two people who
break up to chase after their dreams, but they never lose hope about getting
back together. Until those same dreams bring them together one day.” Naruto
almost chanted feeling strangely giddy. He had decided to believe in what Shika
had told him. He couldn’t survive otherwise.
“I see...”
“The poor one works and works until
he has a multi-national company of his own. And then they meet when their companies
decide to merge...” Naruto went on.
A brunette eyebrow twitched. I
think Naruto lost track of the plot... Is he just reciting his hopeful scenario
for the future?
“So they only chased their dreams
to...”
Shika had his heads in the clouds
by that point. He tuned Naruto off, and was wondering if he had made a mistake
giving Naruto false hope. I just ruined the plan to help Naruto move on,
didn’t I?
“... then he appears one day
infront of his front door-”
“Naruto,” he interrupted.
“What? I didn’t finish yet!”
“You said he will one day appear
infront of the other’s door, right?”
“I think so... I am still working
on the details-”
“What will the other do until that
day?”
“Work to build his company.”
“Other than
build?”
“I don’t see
your point?” Naruto scratched his head.
“He won’t try to
find someone else?” Shika clarified, studying Naruto’s reaction with his eyes.
“Why would he?
He knows in his heart that the other will be back one day.”
Oh crap! Shikamaru
wanted to hang himself. If he had known that he would screw up this badly, he
would have never agreed to go down in the first place. He had this feeling in
his heart all along that that day was going to end badly.
“But... What
if-”
“He is going to
come back one day!” Naruto frowned clearly not being able to separate between
his fiction and real life. Many writers had fallen into that trap before after
all.
XXXXXXXX
Iruka stood
watching the workers pound nails into the walls and demolish others.
“Are you sure
you don’t want me to tell Naruto?” He spoke into the phone.
“You are aware
of how Naruto thinks. He might think of it as... something I didn’t intend it
to be.” The raven answered. He didn’t want Naruto to think of the loaded check
he sent the orphanage as a bribe to get him to travel, or worse; an act of
charity. The blond would snap if he ever suspected.
“Sasuke, if you don’t mind me asking; why are you doing this?”
“I promised I
would sponsor Haru, and help with the kids.”
“But this
much...” Iruka shifted uncomfortably. “Ayumi, don’t
play with the nails!”
“The amount is
not much. Plus, you need it more than I do.” The truth was Naruto’s family had
sort of developed into Sasuke’s own family as well. At least they were closer
to him that his own family. Now that he was working in the Uchiha Corporation,
he was making tons of money. Yet, he didn’t have anyone special to share it with.
In fact, he didn’t know what to do with money, except buy more material things...
Somehow, after realizing how a warm body next to you in bed means, material
things stopped mattering to him.
So, it felt good
knowing that Naruto and his family were on the receiving end of his
money. It made him feel like a father who works abroad to support his children.
That way, he was actually working for something other than self-actualization.
“But-”
“Iruka, don’t
worry about it. Fix the building, and get the kids some toys. May be a few computers. Just spend it as you wish. Don’t
worry if you run out. I will send you another check soon.”
The door opened,
and two familiar figures walked in.
“Thank you sir for your donation.” Iruka hastily finished
the call.
“What’s going
on?” Naruto asked shocked at the sight of construction workers.
“Oh, a very generous
man donated some money.” Iruka said walking away from Naruto in an attempt to evade
him. He was never good at lying.
“How much? And who is he?”
Iruka avoided
the first question because it will only raise more suspicion due to the amount.
“Someone who... Err... was raised up here, and made it big later on. He is
repaying his debt or something.” The sensei patted himself
on the back for being so fast to respond with such an intelligent answer.
“If he was
raised up here, then I must know him... But I don’t think anyone I know became
rich-”
“His before your time. I mean... He left the orphanage when
I was two or something.”
Naruto shrugged
his shoulders, “Well, I wouldn’t know him if he left here forty years ago or
something... but why so sudde-”
“Forty years?! Fo...Fo... FORTY years! How old do you think I am?!” Somehow,
when Iruka got angry, his ears would always swell with blood. Naruto always
found it cute, yet funny. However, this time it just looked terrifying.
“He he he hehehe...”
Naruto giggled nervously. He could see a bloody murder in the near future. “Twenty
one tops!”
“Twenty-seven!”
The Uzumaki shifted on his feet, “Is-Is-is that a new shampoo
you are using, your hair looks so sof-”
“You noticed the
grey hair, didn’t you?!” He fisted his hair like a T.V. housewife off her Prozac.
“It’s all because of you, you know. I always knew your scares were going to
take ten years off my life! Come quickly; Sasuke egged the mayor’s car! Naruto
strode nude into the girls’ bathroom! Naruto! Naruto!” The man recited angrily. A little
hurt, but milking the situation to divert the boy’s attention off the donation
topic.
Tanned hands
waved in the air, “I-I am- I-”
“I almost forgot
you were a nightmare as a child,” Nara
spoke for the first time since entering Iruka’s place.
Naruto looked at
Shikamaru grinning helplessly asking him to get him out of the pinch.
Troublesome...
“Iruka, did you
know Naruto was planning a double date for you and him tonight?”
The teacher
paused. “Really?” He blushed. “I... It has been a
while... I am not sure if I can...”
“What’s with the
sudden change of attitude?” Naruto mumbled receiving an elbow in the ribs from
Shika.
“Sure you can.
Naruto always says how Kiba’s dad eyes you when he
comes to pay the alimony check.” Shika added.
“He does... doesn’t he?” Iruka blushed even deeper. “It’s not him, is
it? ‘Cause I can’t do that to Tsume.” Kiba’s mother was a good friend of his after all.
“Don’t worry.”
“How does he
look like?”
Shikamaru froze
for a second trying to put his intelligence to good use, “It wouldn’t be a blind
date if I tell you.”
“Well, at least
tell me his name,” Iruka fluttered his eyelashes. He hadn’t been laid for so
long, he didn’t know if they still did it the same way or not.
“Naruto knows
his name. Right, Naruto?”
“Ehhh? Yeah...
I do...”
Iruka stared him
waiting for an answer.
“Actually... I
have his card right...” He searched the contents his wallet for any card. Photo,
discount card, frequent sipper club-
“Naruto?” Iruka asked.
“One second...
Searching...”
Atm card... Damn it... I need one fricken business card! Oh here is one.
“Kakashi Hatake!” Naruto chirped. His grin faded as he remembered
who the man was. A pervert!
“It has a nice
ring to it!” Iruka grinned. “I will go call Hinata so
she would look after the kids tonight. We are going to have such a great time!”
“Yeah... great
time...” Naruto’s head dropped.
Next to the desperate
boy, a man stood smirking inwardly. He had managed to redirect Naruto’s
attention away from the identity of the donor, who was clearly no other than
Sasuke. Not only did he save Iruka, he also managed to force Naruto onto going
on a double date with Gaara.
He would do a
victory dance if he wasn’t too lazy. Plus, now he had to get on with the second
part of his newly found plan. Sasuke Uchiha...
- To Be Continued -
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