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AN: I’ve been
suffering DDR withdrawals. Thus, DDR makes a big appearance in this
chapter. Just warning you all beforehand. Phoe-chan is a huge geek.
Disclaimer: I
disclaim.
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Complimentary Colors
Chapter 1: DDR Party
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Now, see, there is a
setting that has been given to you, the reader. We know, in fact,
there is a party that Sasuke is going to attend and that his
obsession, Naruto, will be present as well. As good as this all
sounds, we must remember, folks, that Sasuke may have a little
trouble expressing what he wants to say.
“B-But, Sakura! It’s
a casual party! I can’t wear that!”
…Let’s make that a
lot of trouble.
Sakura sighed, and
turned to the teen, putting her hands on her hips. Clothes were
strewed about all around her and almost every piece of article in
Sasuke’s closet was no longer on its hanger. “I don’t even know
why you have some of this stuff if you’re never going to wear it,”
She muttered under her breath.
Sasuke pouted,
sitting on the floor, pulling the shirt off of his head that Sakura
had thrown a few moments prior. “Can’t I just wear something
normal?”
“You want to impress
Naruto, right?”
“I…”
“Great! So let’s
see… I’m sure you got something workable in here…”
Sasuke sighed and
looked to the heavens, mouthing ‘save me’ to whoever may be up
there.
“Oh… Sasuke is that
vinyl leather I see?”
He added a ‘please’
to his silent prayer.
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It was sometime later
when Sasuke found himself being pushed to the front door of a house
he’d never been to, in clothes he never thought he’d wear and
repeating a mantra he never thought he’d say.
‘OhGodKillMeNow.’
Yeah. Sasuke was
nervous. …Just a tad.
Sakura gave a
frustrated growl behind him and leaned past him, ringing the
doorbell. Before Sasuke had a chance to turn and flee, the front door
swung open and Lee stood there in all his glory of a bright green
sweater with a big “K” on the front. Team spirit, much?
“Sasuke-kun!
Sakura-san! You came! Please come in and make yourself at home! I
think Naruto-kun’s almost convinced Neji-kun to try a round of
DDR.”
Sasuke nearly choked on
his own saliva at that mental image. Why hadn’t he brought his
camera? Sakura was apparently thinking the same thing.
“Damnit!” She
hissed. “Should’ve brought my camera…”
Lee ushered them in,
telling Sakura he had a video camera somewhere and would dig it out
later. Sakura told him she was going to hold him to that and dragged
Sasuke inside the house.
The door shut with a
click. He was officially trapped.
Well, more like rooted
to the spot, watching as Naruto kept nudging Neji toward the foam pad
on the floor that had arrows sticking in the four cardinal
directions. “C’mon Nejiiiii. Scared you’ll slip up?”
The long-haired young
man scoffed. “Of course not.”
“Then take a shot at
it!”
“I will not make a
fool of myself like Lee.”
Lee beamed. Naruto
sighed and turned to the others in the room. “Hear that guys? Neji
doesn’t have the what it takes to play with the big boys.”
Neji twitched.
“Naruto…”
“I mean, I can
understand… most white guys don’t have DDR skills but for an
ASIAN guy to not have the skill is a cryin’ shame. Don’t worry,
Neji. We won’t tell anyone.”
Sasuke could swear Neji
snarled as he stood up, tossed his long, raven hair over his shoulder
and stepped onto the pad. “Prepare to eat your words, Uzumaki.”
Naruto had a very smug
and satisfied look on his face. Turning, he greeted the two newest
guests with a wide grin and his arms outstretched, almost mirroring
Lee a few minutes ago. “Sakura-chan! I knew you couldn’t resist
my charm and clever wiles for too long!”
Sakura rolled her
eyes, hugging Naruto. “Of course not. I go where the good food
is.”
Naruto pouted before turning his attention to Sasuke,
who became vaguely aware that his shoes were feeling like lead. Yes,
that’s why he was rooted to the spot. And they were on fire, too,
which was why he was sweating.
”Yo, Sasuke!” Naruto
greeted, wrapping an arm around Sasuke’s shoulders and steering him
into the living room where Neji was making a new record and not even
breaking a sweat.
It seemed everyone else
in the room was sweating for him.
Or were they panting…?
The brunette ended with
a jump, received his score, and gave a haughty look to Naruto before
sitting down and taking a deep breath, tossing his hair back once
again.
He’d taken everyone
else’s breath away, too.
Even Sakura was looking
a little flushed. “Wow… he’s good.”
Sasuke ‘hmph’d’
before freezing when Naruto looked over at him. “Say
something?”
The brunette squeaked out a ‘no’ before he
found himself being guided to the sofa and made to sit down. A heavy
weight settled beside him as Naruto reached his hand up. “Lee!
Gimme a coke and… uh, …Sasuke what do you want?”
Sasuke had to force
himself to not say anything extremely stupid. “C-coke’s fine.”
Sakura arched a brow.
“You don’t drink soft drinks…” She muttered to him.
“First time for
everything?” Sasuke squeaked again as Lee handed him an unopened
can of Coke. Sasuke made to open his to see Naruto had already
chugged away about half of his own.
Sakura
sweatdropped. “God, Naruto. You’re such a pig.”
“Aww, no I’m not,
Sakura-chan! I’m a growin’ boy!”
‘Man.’ Sasuke
mentally corrected, taking a sip of his drink. ‘Definitely a
man.’ Sasuke’s eyes lingered on Naruto’s form for a split
second. ‘Yup. Man.’
Naruto, obviously to
Sasuke’s appraising looks, hooted as one of his classmates, Kiba,
got up to show off his DDR moves.
Needless to say, Neji
was perfectly sure that no one would be breaking his record
anytime soon.
It was indeed a
comfortable atmosphere. Sasuke even knew most of the people there;
with the exception of maybe one or two students he couldn’t place
names to their faces. Sakura often left to speak to others but would
always come back to check up on him.
Not that she needed to.
Interestingly enough, Naruto hadn’t left his side. Granted, Sasuke
hadn’t moved an inch and the sofa was rather comfortable, but still
the blond made everyone else come talk to him instead of going to
them. “I’m relaxin’!” He’d say before reclining back into
his seat, draping his arms across the back of the sofa and innocently
behind Sasuke in the process.
This only caused the
young Uchiha to blush brightly and straighten up, his back rigid,
becoming the epitome of posture.
Finally, everyone had
taken a round at the DDR game, even Sakura, who did excellent and
ranked right up there beside Neji who admired her talent the only way
he could: Broodingly.
“So! Everyone gone at
least once?” Naruto inquired as he glanced around the room. His
eyes settled on Sasuke and a broad smirk crossed his features. “Oh
wait… Sasuke-kun hasn’t gone!”
Sasuke squeaked. His
mind was reeling over Naruto tacking ‘-kun’ to the end of his
name and the fact that Naruto wanted him to get up and dance in front
of a bunch of people. He was going to kill Sakura for dragging
him along.
Before he realized what
was going on, Naruto had maneuvered him up in front of the TV and
onto the soft foam pad with the brightly colored arrow buttons.
“Choose your song, Sasuke!”
Sasuke gave a
pleading look to Sakura who smirked and pretended that she couldn’t
understand what he wanted. He glared at her before turning back to
the TV. Right… He could do this…
Whoever was up in the
clouds wanted him dead. Sighing, he tapped his foot on the right
arrow and began to go down the list of songs, stopping on one he
particularly liked. ‘Oh, why the hell not?’
With that, he hit the
select button and gulped. Sure, he’d played a little bit with
Sakura, but never in FRONT of people…
Naruto gaped.
“Afronova! You’re going to dance to Afronova!”
Sasuke squeezed his
eyes closed as the music started open before realizing he would need
to see the steps to dance to them. The arrows made their appearance
and Sasuke swallowed what was left of his nervousness and moved.
OK, so maybe ‘a
little bit’ was a mild understatement. Sasuke liked DDR. And he had
the uncanny ability to read steps faster than anyone else he knew.
Which is why he ended
the song with a max combo and new high score. Neji was bristling,
Sakura was whistling and others clapped. Naruto looked amazed. “Dude!
You got some skills! You must go to the arcade all the time!”
Sasuke flushed a little
bit and sat back down beside Naruto. “Not really… Sakura and I
play at home sometimes…”
“That explains how
Sakura can freestyle End of the Century…” Naruto muttered to
himself.
Lee was putting in a
movie for them all to watch as a select few excused themselves,
saying they had somewhere else to be. About eight or nine people
remained, all of whom Sasuke at least knew their names. Lee’s
living room was huge, and everyone was seated comfortably somewhere
in there. Sasuke sat on one end of a sofa, Naruto beside him and a
guy named Shikamaru half asleep on the other end. Sakura was sitting
beside Neji and had somehow managed to pull him into a conversation.
He seemed to be a bit more interested than he was trying to let on.
Lee was sitting in front of a large armchair that was seating a girl
named Tenten and over on the floor were a plump young man with a
large bowl of chips and another boy with a dog sitting on his head,
Chouji and Kiba.
The lights were down
and Lee’s booming surround sound system pulled their attention
toward the large TV screen as the movie started. Sasuke’s brows
rose to find Neji’s arm casually draping on the back of the sofa
behind Sakura, who had grabbed a pillow to hold on. What was the
movie they were watching? He hadn’t been paying attention…
He sneakily let his
eyes glance over to Naruto who had been prodding a now-snoozing
Shikamaru with his finger. The man hadn’t budged and Naruto gave
up, looking over to Sasuke. “Out like a light,” He whispered
before settling back into his seat. “Perfect.”
Sasuke was about to ask
why it was ‘perfect’ when Naruto sprawled across the length of
the sofa, propping his feet on Shikamaru and his head in Sasuke’s
lap. Sasuke could’ve died right there.
‘OhGodOhGodOhGod!’
Sasuke whimpered, willing all his blood to not travel southward.
Naruto seemed oblivious as he made himself comfortable. “Ah… what
movie is this again, Lee?”
“Grease,” Lee
replied.
Sasuke’s jaw fell.
Tenten sighed, “It’s
RENT. Lee couldn’t tell the difference between Monty Python and
Harry Potter if you gave him the DVD cases.”
“They’re both
British!” Lee countered.
“Oooh,” Naruto
replied, snuggling deeper into the sofa and Sasuke’s lap.
Sasuke inwardly
groaned. HOW was he supposed to enjoy a movie when he had the object
of his affections doing this to him!
“Hey, Sasuke, could
you scratch my head? It feels good.”
The answer was obvious.
He wasn’t supposed to focus on the movie. Resigning to his fate,
Sasuke reached up and began to scratch Naruto’s scalp through tuffs
of blond hair.
This would be the
ultimate trial of his willpower.
To be continued…
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AN: First of
all, those who have been patient, thank you. I am on a temporary
hiatus. I don’t know when I’ll get back to writing on a regular
basis but all I ask is that you be patient.
Those of you who are
familiar with DDR will probably find this chapter a bit more humorous
than others but at least I updated something! Woo! Of course, the
image of Neji doing DDR will forever be engrained into my memory.
Your reviews and
comments are appreciated and thanks for keeping in tune! I wish I
could respond to them all but there are so many! (shock)
Phoe-chan
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