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The Boy Next Door	By : kaesaku Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 982 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Just a note, I was supposed to post this last Saturday,
since I finished writing this chapter last Wednesday�� Due to the surprisingly very destructive storm, Milenyo, our
country experienced last September 28, it got delayed.� The storm lasted for a few hours that
Thursday, but a lot of the affected regions experienced massive power failure
for almost 5 days, including our city.�
It was really horrible.�
Billboards wrecked vehicles in the highways, trees got uprooted,
lakes/rivers/bays overflowed�� There were
landslides and flashfloods�� Horrible.� At least
two hundred people died and some are still missing�� Thousands were left homeless and billions
were lost on property damage.� I felt
ashamed of myself for bitchin� about our 5-day
blackout and loss of cable tv, because somewhere in
the country, people did not just lose their electricity but their homes, and
others, their lives.� I know there�s not
much I could do, but I hope I raised some awareness among the readers.�

Let�s hope that a tragedy like this won�t happen again
anytime soon.� And if it does
(inevitably, I know it will), I hope everyone will be prepared.

kaesaku: I
made a major blunder�� This fic was inspired by one of Taking Back Sunday�s songs. �Unfortunately, I got the song and the title
mixed up.� I was thinking of the song
�You�re So Last Summer�, but the title that came to my mind was �Cute Without the E�, hence, the chapter title.� Gah.� I hate my
stupidity.� It�s just that the former
song inspired this chappie and yet the latter�s title
seemed to be the most fit for it�� I know, ramblings�� Shutting up.

Huge thanks to everyone who read and reviewed.� This is my first Naruto
fic, so you guys mean a lot.� Special mention to sadistickiss- well, I did base it on the movie.. so it will turn out that
way.. �hope you won�t get too disappointed.. just don�t tell that bitty info to those who haven�t watched
it yet.. tnx! hehe.. and Reyn- you don�t have to hide under a rock.. I actually appreciate that
you told me I messed up some of my tenses.�
Made me more aware when I wrote the next chappie.. hehe..

Warnings: Yaoi.� NaruSasuNaru.� Sasuke-centric (�cuz it�s fun messing up with minds
of broody-angsty-emo biatches�).� OOC-ness.� Birthday suit exposure.� Flashing.

Disclaimer: �The Girl Next Door� is not
mine.� Naruto
is not mine.� If it was, his tattooed
belly would�ve been exposed more often.

Chapter 1: Cute
Without the E

��and all I need to
know
is that I�m something you�ll be missing,
maybe I should hate you for this,
never really did ever quite get that far��
- You�re So Last Summer, Taking Back Sunday

They have been driving around for a couple of minutes and
yet, not one of the two passengers of that hideously colored Volkswagen had
uttered a single word.

Uchiha Sasuke,
who had been living his life quite normally a few minutes ago, found himself in
the weirdest predicament his 18 years of life had ever encountered.

What�s going on?

Apparently, that was the question for the night ever since
his eyes laid on the blonde idiot who was behind the
wheel.

Charcoal eyes glared at the blonde.� The guy who had started
this nightmare, and to think that they have only met for 30 minutes or so.

His mind started to whirl and he felt dizzy as he recalled
the serried of unfortunate events that happened just a few minutes ago.� He started to feel angry, confused and
humiliated.� This guy was up to no good
and Sasuke�s going to make him pay.

He started to open his mouth to give the blonde a piece of
his mind.� After all, he was good in verbal
spats.� Sasuke
could really be a monster when it came to talking down to someone.

Unfortunately, the monster still seemed to be suffering from
the aftermath of the impromptu (and most definitely, unexpected)
�exhibition�.� Still in
shock, so to speak.

Think, Sasuke.� He
mentally kicked himself.� Think.�
Then talk, goddammit.

The insults should be overflowing now, but he made a mistake
of taking a good look at the guy
beside him.� Instead of thinking up of
curses and foul words, his mind thought of how blonde his hair was, how blue
his eyes were and how those distinct scars, amidst all the innocence his face
radiated, gave off a dangerous aura to him.

�So��

Sasuke blinked from his
stupor.� The blonde was talking.� Defenses up.

��liked what you saw back there?� the blonde asked, his
voice laced with the same smugness his smirk emitted.

It took a lot of self-control for the Uchiha
not to pummel the other boy down.� He
thought that it wouldn�t have been a good idea anyway since the blonde was
driving and Sasuke did not want to die with the
idiot.

The blonde turned to look at him with those blue eyes and
before Sasuke knew it, the worst possible thing to
say came out of his lips.

�It was an accident!�

Oh yes, nothing beats denial and defensiveness in making
someone look like the worst possible liar to grace the world.

The car turned to a dark alley & abruptly stopped.� Sasuke almost
bumped his head.

�Accident.� Riiight.�� The blonde faced Sasuke.� �How will
your parents feel if they found out that their little boy was peeking at other
people�s windows?�

That did it.

�Idiot!� I told you, it was an accident!� What were you doing taking your clothes off
with an open window, anyway?� Oh, and you
think you�re gonna blackmail me with that?� You think my parents are gonna
believe you?� They�ve known you, for
what, 3 seconds?� So don�t talk
shit!� You don�t know me!� Sasuke rambled, almost losing his breath.

The blonde still look unfazed, hardly affected by Sasuke�s tirade.�
Rather, he looked a bit mischievous,
like he�s got more tricks under his sleeve.

�Yeah, I might not know you, but I do know you have a
brother.� Your mom did mention him back
at your house��

Sasuke froze.

��now, maybe he would want that blackmail material��

Sasuke could not believe his
ears.� He really, really hated the
guy.� How could someone he just met cause such havoc in such a short time?� The guy was fighting dirty.� He knew it was an accident.� He knew Sasuke
didn�t mean to peek at him.� But here he
was, in all his blonde glory, proclaiming to sell blackmail material to his
equally evil brother whom the idiot haven�t even met
yet.� Life was unfair.

�What made you think I�m scared of my brother?� Go on, tell him.� I don�t care,� Sasuke
hissed dangerously.

�Sure, you don�t.�

But Sasuke did.� This was his brother they�re talking
about.� The man who
would go to great lengths just to see him stumble and fall and never get up
again.� He would surely grab this
opportunity, just to piss Sasuke off, or probably
destroy his life.� After all, that was
his brother�s specialty, destruction.�
And with his graduation and scholarship speech near, Sasuke
wanted to ensure that nothing untoward will happen to him and blew his chance
of making it big.� In short, picture
perfect.

He didn�t say anything, but continued to glare at the other
boy. �The blonde seemed to read what his
eyes were telling.

The blonde grinned.� A
silent understanding was reached.

�I won�t tell your brother.�
I won�t even tell your parents.�

�Fine.� What do you want me to do?�

The blonde chuckled.�
�You catch up fast, don�t you?� Makes it easier.�

�Just get on with it.�

The blonde laughed.�
�Okay, okay.�� He straightened
himself and turned serious.� �An eye for an eye.�

Sasuke swore his eyeballs popped
out from their sockets.� �You can�t be
serious.� You can�t make me-�

�Look,� the blonde interrupted.� �You wanted us to get this over with,
right?� Just do as I say, and after that,
we�ll forget anything ever happened.�
We�ll start over with a clean slate.��
Then, he added with a giggle, �Like we had amnesia or something.�

That was stupid.

This was stupid.

The whole thing�s stupid.

Well, what do you expect from someone stupid?

Sasuke refrained to fan himself,
but he sure needed fresh air at the moment.

He wants me to�� No. Fucking. Way.

Someone wise said desperate times call for desperate
measures.� And Uchiha
Sasuke was desperate.�
This should never ever get out and the blonde promised that if he do that one thing,
then everything�ll be all over.� Like nothing happened.

That was what he wanted, right?� For every embarrassing
detail to be erased.� Come to
think of it, it may be a good bargain.�
After all, as much as he hated to admit it, he did peek at the guy
intentionally.� It was only fair that the
blonde demand for this.

But then again, who cares about fairness?� This was a matter of pride.� And Sasuke had
loads of those!� If he did what the
blonde wanted, it�ll be like acknowledging that he had some sort of power over
the Uchiha and that can�t be good.

Think, Sasuke.� Think.

�I knew it.�

Sasuke blinked.� �Huh?�

�You�re a sissy.� A coward.� Either that or you have an ugly butt and you don�t want me
to see it.�

In a flash, clothes were taken off and a boxer-clad Uchiha stormed out of the car.� He stomped in front of the vehicle, his arms
crossed.

No one calls an Uchiha a
coward.� No one.

�I�m not a coward,� he icily said, his internal battle about
pride completely forgotten.

The headlights flashed.�
He shielded his eyes from the blinding light directed to him.

A blonde head popped out of the window.� �I thought I said, �An eye for an eye�?� You didn�t see me in my boxers, y�know��

There�s no turning back now.�
He was already there, almost bare complete with spotlight,
and all he needed to do was pull down his boxers and they�re done with the
deal.

He saw the blonde�s ass, he show him his.� End.

So he did.� He turned
away from the light and pulled down his boxers.�
It was in that moment that he decided to be stupid.� Maybe it was because he was nervous or maybe
he was angry or confused, whatever it was, it made him lose his sensibility as
evidenced by the boxers that were taken off.�
Completely.�
It landed on the damp ground of the deserted street.

�There!� Happy?�

It was over.� It was
all over.� He did his part and now, no
one will ever speak of this incident again.�
The nightmare was over.

He heard the engine of the orange Volkswagen come to life.

Maybe the nightmare had just begun.

The car moved and before Sasuke
could react, a hand grabbed his discarded boxers.

�Nyahaha!� Run for it, neighbor!�

It took a moment before his legs moved and he ran in
lightning speed when they did.� He
pounded the window of the car.

�Stop the car, goddammit!�

Loud laughter was his only answer.

He was appalled.� He should�ve
known better than to trust the blonde idiot.�
The guy did play dirty.

�Stop!�� He banged on the car.

Good thing it was a deserted street.� But with the amount of noise they were
making, someone was bound to notice them.�
Unfortunately, the street the blonde turned to had an old couple
standing by.

Sasuke wanted to melt.� He hid his face with his hands, only to
realize that by doing that, he was presenting them with a clear view of his
family jewels.

�Oh, god,� he muttered trying to fit his face into his right
hand and his private parts into his left.

Fortunately, the car came to a halt and he quickly scrambled
to the passenger�s seat.� The driver was
still laughing.

�You�re an asshole!�

The blonde snorted as he tried to stop himself from laughing.� �Now that�s good entertainment!�� He guffawed again.� �Putting that aside, I believe we haven�t
been formally introduced.�� He offered
his hand.� �Uzumaki
Naruto.�

Sasuke wanted to kill him.

- o -

The car stopped in front of a small restaurant.

�I want to go home.�

�Aww, Sasuke��
a voice whined.� �But we just got
here!� I�m really,
really hungry and I think this is a good place to eat!� Look, they serve ramen�� He pointed at the glass window of the
restaurant.� �Besides, it�s your duty to
show me around town��

A fully-clothed Sasuke crossed his
arms and looked away.

�Sasukeee�� Are you still mad with what happened?�

�Shut up.�

�Aww, c�moooonn!� It
was funny!�

�It was NOT.�

�I was a little
funny.�� Giggle.

Sasuke�s eyebrows twitched.� �You played dirty!� You lied, you-�

�You have your whole life to get back at me, then!� the
other boy pacified him.� �Well, that is
unless one of us moves away from this town, right?�

Sasuke still didn�t budge.

�Sasukeeee�� Let�s eat!�
My treat!� Then you can figure out
ways to make me pay for that, uhm, flashing you did
tonight.� Ahehehe��

Sasuke threw him a cold
glare.� �You�re not gonna
shut up, are you?�

�Nope!�

�Fine!��

He got out of the car and slammed the door.� They then entered the restaurant, he and the
boy-next-door, Uzumaki Naruto.

They settled into a booth and ordered their meals.� When the waitress appeared with their food, Uzumaki Naruto quickly chowed down his, while Sasuke
found his mind wandering again.

He stole a glance at the loud idiot across him.� For some reason, something was stopping him
from totally erasing the boy�s existence from the world.� What he did to sasuke
was unacceptable.� If it were anyone
else, they�d be found in some ditch with no recollection of who they were.� So, what�s stopping him from beating the boy
down to his death?� Maybe, so that he�d
live longer to be tortured longer.� After
all, one beating can�t make up for what he did.�
Yeah, that�s it.

Sasuke tried to push all the other
possible reasons at the back of his mind.

�Yummy!� This ramen�s great!� Naruto
gushed.� �What�s the name of this place
again?�

�Ichiraku�s.�

�Waaaahh!� I�m in love with this place!� the blonde boy
exclaimed before he gobbled up his bowl of ramen.

Sasuke continued to watch
him.� Strange.� As much as the situation embarrassed him, he
wasn�t as angry as he thought he should be.�
There was something about the boy, Naruto,
something different.� Sasuke
felt at ease with him.� And he never felt that with people he just
met.� Heck, he never even felt that with
people he knew all his life.

�Oi, Sasuke.� If you don�t eat that now, it�ll be cold.�

The dark-haired boy glared at the blonde, but placed a
chopstick-full of noodles on his mouth, albeit grudgingly.

Maybe it was because Naruto saw
his worst that night, and yet, he didn�t think lowly of him.� He saw Sasuke ran
butt-naked and he had a few laughs, but after that, he was still Uchiha Sasuke, the next-door
neighbor.� No more, no less.

He didn�t think of the image, of the reputation.� Maybe he didn�t even care.� All Naruto showed
that night was that he had fun.

And Sasuke, as much as he hated to
admit it, felt that, too.

He had never felt so unrestrained, so free.� He did a stupid thing and it felt good
because he did not have to hear a judgment or a criticism from anyone.� It felt good for once to not be the Uchiha Sasuke, honor student and almost-perfect son, but rather, just Sasuke,
the guy who accidentally peeked at an unsuspecting neighbor and flashed around
town.

�I�m sooo full!� Naruto said as he patted his tummy.

Sasuke narrowed his eyes.� Whatever the hell those thought meant, he still hated the guy.�
After all, he did blackmail him to do those stupid things.

�Sasukeee�� Are you still mad?�

The dark-hairde boy rolled his eyes.

�C�mon, it was a little
funny!� Naruto insisted.� �Man, you should�ve seen the looks on the old
couple�s faces!� It was a cross between
scandalized and wanting to look more!�

�Not if you�re the one causing those looks!�

Naruto continued to laugh.� �That would have been the best part!� Imagine, you have
the power to make them react that way!�

Sasuke stared at him in
disbelief.� This guy�s seriously whacked.

�So, Sasuke,� Naruto
grinned.� �Tell me more about yourself.�

�Now, why would I want to do that?�

�Well, because��

�That was a rhetorical question,� Sasuke
snapped.

Naruto blinked.� Then, he laughed in that loud and annoying
way again.

�You�re cute, y�know that?�

It was Sasuke�s turn to
blink.� �Excuse me?�

�I said, you�re cute.� Too bad you�re deaf,� the
blonde snickered causing Sasuke to blush.� �It really doesn�t matter if you won�t tell
me about yourself.� I�d just pester you
everyday!� After all, we are next-door
neighbors!� Nyahaha!�
he exclaimed happily with a peace sign on his hand.

If it weren�t for keeping his pride intact, the Uchiha would have poked the laughing idiot�s eyes with his
chopsticks just to shut him up.

�Are you retarded?�

�Who- me?� Naruto
pointed to himself.

�No, doofus.� I was talking to the bowl of ramen!�� Sasuke pointed to
the bowl, which ensued another bout of laughter from
the blonde.� A vein throbbed on his
temple.

Home.� Bed.� Sleep.

There was only one way to achieve that, and that was to have
a civil conversation with the most uncivilized person to ever grace Konoha.

�I�m 18.�

�Huh?�� Naruto raised his eyebrows in question.

�You said you wanted to know more about me.� Since apparently, seeing me run around naked
wasn�t enough�� Sasuke muttered with his arms
crossed.

Naruto nodded.� �We�re the same age!�� Then, �So, you�re a high school senior?�

Sasuke grunted in reply.

�What�s the craziest thing you�ve done lately?�

�What do you mean?�

�Y�know, most seniors do at least
one crazy thing before they graduate��

�Well, I�m not like most seniors,� Sasuke
answered coolly.

�Ah,� Naruto said as he leaned
back.� �So you�re that kind of guy��

The dark-haired boy narrowed his eyes.� �What do you mean?�

�Y�know, goody-two-shoes�� A prude��

Sasuke felt his face heat up.� �So what if I don�t go out to parties or do
wild things?� I have better things to
do!�

�Like�?�

�Study!�

�And�?�

�Well,� Sasuke begun.� For some reason, he didn�t want the other boy
to think that his whole world revolved around studying, which was the actual
truth.� It somewhat made him look so�
boring.

�And what, Sasuke?�

A cold glare was thrown at the blonde.� �I am up for a scholarship at the best
university here, so I don�t bother with stupid parties,� he huffed.� �And just so you know, I am raising funds for
a smart but poor boy named Konohamaru, who is living
in the province.� So that we can bring
him here and he can study at our school.�
That�s what I do with my senior year!�

�Wow,� Naruto said in awe.� �That�s great.�

Sasuke�s breathing dropped back to
normal.� Now that he�d proven to the
blonde that he wasn�t a prude, rather, he just focused on more important things
(than partying), he found himself wondering what the other boy�s like.

�What about you?�

�Huh?�

�I told you stuff about me.�
It�s your turn,� he smirked.

Naruto scratched his head.� �Well, I�m 18.� Just like you.�

Sasuke frowned.� That�s all the blonde was telling him?� He decided to prod.� �You�re gonna
transfer to our school?�

�Nah,� the blonde wrinkled his nose.� �I stopped studying.�

Sasuke frowned again as he
realized that the blonde was the what-you-ask-what-he-answers type of guy.� He decided to give follow-up questions.

�Why?�

It wasn�t in Sasuke�s nature to
inquire, but with the way Naruto seemed to disclose
some information about himself, he couldn�t help but be curious.

�Well,� Naruto toyed with the
chopsticks on his bowl.� �I got a job, so
I quit school.� Eventually, I got tired
of it, too�� So, here I am,� he
continued.� �To start
over.� Maybe study again or
something�� I don�t know,� he shrugged.

�I see.�

A gleam appeared in Naruto�s eyes
as he leaned forward.� �Enough about
myself, you haven�t answered my question yet.�

�What question?�

�What�s the craziest thing you�ve done lately?�

Sasuke sighed.� �I thought I already did.�

Naruto shook his head.� �No, you didn�t!� You just got all defensive on me and reported
all your achievements!�

Do I really need to
answer this question?

The only thing that came to Sasuke�s
mind was the time he switched Chouji�s plate of
cheese fries with his Sloppy Joe because it looked so nasty and he was sure Chouji wouldn�t be able to tell the difference.� That and the time he changed the date on his
borrower�s card so that the librarian wouldn�t charge him with a penalty fee.

Both didn�t sound too crazy.�
Really.

Naruto realized that Sasuke wasn�t going to answer anytime soon.� He chuckled and eyed Sasuke
with mock-seriousness, as he took the pen and a sheet of customer�s evaluation
paper that was placed on the table.

�Mr. Uchiha, do you know what I
think you need?�

An eyebrow was raised.

�A girlfriend.� You need a girlfriend.�

Sasuke snorted.� �I don�t need �a girlfriend.� I don�t even want a girlfriend.�

�Oh, so a boyfriend?�

A faint blush appeared on the pale boy�s face.� �Wha-
No!� I didn�t say anything about
that!� I don�t need anyone!�

Naruto lightly chuckled as he
continued to doodle on the back of the evaluation sheet.

�You do need someone,� he said, his eyes never leaving the
paper.� �You need someone who could make
you do things you wouldn�t normally do��
Someone who could make do crazy stuff,� he raised his eyes to meet Sasuke�s, ��and love every minute of it.�

Sasuke was at loss for words.� He couldn�t tear his gaze from those blue
eyes.� Not when they�re drowning him and
melting him and stripping him off from whatever pretective
shield he had covered himself with.

The piece of paper the blonde had been doodling with found
its way on Sasuke�s side of the table.� It was a goofy drawing of Naruto,
eyes in ineverted U�s, mouth in a toothy grin, hair
in its dishelved state and the fingers on his right
hand forming a V-shape.

Victory.

- o -

The orange Volkswagen slowed down in front of the Uchiha residence.

�Well, I had fun tonight!��
The blonde grinned.

�You weren�t the one who ran around naked,� the dark-haired
boy grumbled as he unbuckled the seatbelt.

Naruto groaned.� �Are you still mad at that?�

Sasuke opened the car door without
answering, then slammed it real hard.

�Good night to you, too!� Naruto yelled, his voice filled
with mirth, before driving away.

It was a bit late, but Sasuke�s
parents knew were he�d been, so no need for him to act like an estranged
fugitive.� After all, this was their
idea.� He opened the door, then locked it
from� the
inside.

If this was what a day with Uzumaki
Naruto was like, how would he survive a week?� Or a month?� Or a year?

He pressed his forehead on the door and headbutted
it lightly.

And yet somehow, Sasuke found
himself looking forward to it.

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