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Chapter 2
Kakashi’s eyes shone when he shook
hands with the other boy. That alone
should have alarmed Sasuke. Should have indicated that
the blond was nothing but trouble or, at least, an extension of Kakashi’s type of hell.
“Glad to finally find you Naruto,”
Kakashi happily exclaimed as he withdrew his hand
from Naruto, “I was getting a bit worried for the
manager.”
“Why?” Naruto responded, looking
puzzled towards Kakashi then Sasuke
and, when the brunet blankly stared back, turned back to the general. “S’not like you
could do anything to him and if you did do something, you’d be
dealing with all that government mumbo jumbo till you up and died.”
“Not if I just took off a pound or two,” Sasuke
offhandedly commented, “or a nut, maybe that would motivate him to be more efficient.”
Those electric blue eyes turned towards him once again and,
even if the blond didn’t mean it, Sasuke felt the
other measure him up again. “Mahhhhhh? He’s not that bad.” The blond gave him a chesire’s
grin, “Fun to pull pranks on, sure, but not maim. He’s just…”
“Pathetic, annoying, retarded, dim-witted,
gigantic, repetitive. Take your
pick.”
“Just human,” the other seemed disappointed of him again.
“Human. You know, make mistakes here and
there.” The blond looked away from him again and turned towards Kakashi, dismissing Sasuke all
together. “Usually he is more organized but the new hires came earlier than
usual and your rank probably made him very nervous.”
A tense silence slowly formed while Sasuke
glared at the blond and thought of a punishment. How…how
dare he ignore an Uchiha.
“It’s okay. I should
have paid more attention to the edu-system calendar
if I didn’t want to catch him unaware,” Kakashi
nodded, still smiling, “Either way, before you make Sasuke
sulk somewhere, where’s your security collar?”
“Security collar…” Naruto tilted his head to the side, “Oh! The census collar they give hires?” He asked as he walked past Sasuke, nudged some electronics out of the way, and knelt
beside the bed. “I took mine off since it’s kinda
uncomfortable, ‘specially when you’re sleeping or
taking a bath.”
“Why do you call it a census collar? As I understand it, the collar’s
meant to punish hires that run away.”
“Yeah they use it that way, buuuuuuuuuuuut,”
the blond scooted back to fit his head under the metal bunker bed, “that makes
it sound like slavery. I mean, they do
run a small electric current through it when you wander off without being paid
for, but it’s not much.”
Sasuke’s eyes had naturally
followed the boy he’d been glaring at for ignoring him, even when Naruto had walked past him.
But when the other shimmied to reach what Sasuke
guessed was the collar, he averted his eyes from staring as Naruto’s
pants slowly rolled lower, snagged by the edge of the bed.
Oh, god dammit.
He could practically see an approval sign stamped on Kakashi’s forehead.
He should have acted like he hadn’t been looking at Naruto. At all. Because the moment his eyes swiveled away
from Naruto and towards the door, towards Kakashi, he could see how pleased the pervert was. Shit.
“Aha, found it!” The blond
exclaimed behind Sasuke, followed by a clunk as metal
met head and a foreign curse he didn’t understand. He wasn’t willing to turn back while Kakashi glowed like the pervert he was despite the full out
glare Sasuke directed at him. “But yeah, they’re not
really that harmful. We’re told in the
system that the shocks are enough to stop heartbeats but that doesn’t
happen. I’d be dead if it was true. See,” the blond held up a metallic hire
collar covered in odd graphitti like pictures,
“pretty clunky. They didn’t waste money
designing these. Practical
and advanced but pretty ugly. ”
Sasuke just wanted to go. He felt really sick and the bright simulated
sunlight of the Amano colony wasn’t helping at all with his headache. He didn’t like the talkative blond and his
never ending chattering.
Just as he was about to drag the boy and leave, the collar’s not even on him so it doesn’t
matter, his stomach grumbled the loudest protest he’d ever heard.
Head held high, Sasuke began
walking towards Kakashi and the door. He didn’t want Naruto
to see the blush on his face.
“Um… I know a pretty
good noodle shop around here. I could
take you guys there.”
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“Little dude’s not good with bots, eh? Would have been a…” Sasuke couldn’t understand
the gibberish coming out of the blond’s disgusting
trap as it opened and closed to chew food and comment on Kakashi’s
situation.
The trip to Ichiraku Ramen Shop
was all a blur to Sasuke. His mind had stopped following anything after
his stomach had made such an embarrassing sound.
It wasn’t until Naruto had shoved
a bowl of miso ramen under his nose moments ago that
he began paying attention to Kakashi and the blond
speak.
As his body thanked him for the food, real fulfilling food, Sasuke stared while Naruto wolf
down his bowl of ramen. It was both
disgusting and interesting to watch the blond’s
Adam’s apple bob up and down as he swallowed and made a twirling gesture with
his hand, “really, the best investment would have been a bot. Less maintenance, less
space, blah blah blah. And, besides,” the moron gave him an
inappropriate once over, “most of them are as cute as him.”
“That’s why we hired you,” Kakashi
tapped the metal table to grab the blond’s attention
and Sasuke’s ire, “we need you to fix the bots that Sasuke broke. Even
with you onboard and the bots functioning, I need more people in my crew.”
“Why do you need it now?
I’d have thought people would storm to be the Great Kakashi’s
crewmates,” the blond sucked on his chopsticks, “and you called bots
people…” Sasuke’s
eyes followed the blond’s tongue clean broth from his
lips, “that’s something I’ve never heard from generals. You into bots or
something?”
“Not really. Easier to think of them as
people and the ones we bought were mostly human-like. And I’ll explain the reasons once we’re on
the ship.”
The blond looked ecstatic as he started on his third bowl,
sucking at his chopsticks every time he brought noodles to his mouth. “Yeah,
still not humans though, but it’s cool.
So t least you respect how
much a work of genius bots are. I’d be
disappointed if my new masters treated bots like trash. Right, young
master?”
Sasuke snapped his attention away
from Naruto’s lips and focused on the blond’s laughing eyes, fighting not to blush and flip the
idiot and Kakashi the bird.
“Eat, clean yourself and follow me. I’ll show you where I left the bots so you
could get Kakashi off my back.” He glared at Naruto,
warning him to shut up, and turned to his own food, “we need that cooking model
as soon as possible.”
“Why?” Naruto responded, shoveling
more food in his mouth, “Anything you guys make is a hundred times better than
whatever gruel they fed us at the
factory.”
Sasuke looked at the blond with
distaste, “Then you’re an imbecile and tasteless. Kakashi can’t cook
shit and this taste like crap.” He felt
a drop of miso ramen hit the side of his face.
Naruto had the balls to look
inquisitive, “You’ve tasted crap before..?”
“Idiot.” Sasuke turned away,
incidentally staring at Kakashi’s pleased grin. Now wrestling with the blush he’d been trying
to suppress, he stood up, gathered his mostly full bowl and headed towards the
trash receptacles.
“Not cute at all,” ignore
it, “how come Kakashi gets to see the blush?”
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“See this is your fault this time,” Naruto
pouted at him as he scrubbed in the tub, washing away the soot that had hidden
away most of his features, “Kakashi would have let
you go while I ate and cleaned up if you hadn’t thrown your bowl at me.”
After leading the noodle swamped blond away from the shop,
aware of every customer’s stare, Sasuke had
practically dragged the idiot through the shipyard to Bunta,
Kakashi’s secondary ship. Without notifying the other shipmates, he
brought the awestruck, thankfully quiet, blond to the
bathroom closest to his and Kakashi’s room.
He had only turned away for a minute in order to fix the
tub’s temperature but when he turned around, Sasuke
couldn’t stop himself from staring. Though his face and arms had been covered in
soot, Naruto’s drab clothing had protected the rest
of him from the mess.
Hidden under the common clothes of hires was a complexion
that Sasuke had never seen.
Bronzed skin. An exotic hue that, along
with his brilliant blue eyes and vivid blond hair, made him look alien
and…fascinating.
Sasuke had always been surrounded
by the paper pallor of the Uchiha clan and the other
nobilities. Those people had said the
pure paleness of the Uchiha clan exemplified the
vision of beauty.
Despite that, Naruto’s skin looked
beautiful. It reminded him of
warmth. Made him
wonder if Naruto was as warm as he looked.
“Never heard of a general feeding his team
trail mix for one whole week because of bad planning. Didn’t think high rankers were so
irresponsible, though is it just Kakashi?”
Or
not.
“Maybe you could have
helped him gather supplies. I’m sure
your anal retentiveness could stop him from forgetting to buy enough food
supplies this time.”
Ignore it.
“Why’d he hafta go by
himself? I could’ve helped. Bet that it’d be better than listening to
nothing. You’re making me a little
jealous with the way you’re staring at the sink like that.” Sasuke moved his
eyes away from mentioned sink to glare at Naruto, careful
to keep his eyes on the other’s face.
The blond gave him a lecherous grin, “Not that I’m
complaining. It’s kinda
fun having you here while bathe. We took
communal baths in the factory but it’s different with just you and me.”
Sasuke glared even harder,
fighting to keep his fist steady.
“So… Wanna join me?”
Ignore it!
“You’re no fu –”
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“This is going to be a routine isn’t it?” The blond pulled the big black shirt, a gift Sasuke had received from Kakashi,
off the coffee table. “Me talking, you giving me the quiet
treatment, me talking some more and you hitting me like no tomorrow.” The blond grimaced as he poked the new bruise
on his right cheek.
“Then stop touching me.”
Sasuke eyed the ugly mark on the tan boy’s
right cheek, preventing his eyes from wandering. “I don’t know where you hands have been.”
“Sheesh, calm down Snow White,” Naruto gave him a wink as he pulled his hands through the
shirt –my shirt– sleeves, “I was just
trying to get your attention.”
“By grabbing my leg?”
The blond laughed and started buttoning his loaned shirt.
“Like hell I grabbed you. I just touched
your knee to get your attention and blam, you lay one
on me. I could’ve drowned,
what would you have told Kakashi?”
Naruto’s laugh brimmed with joy.
“Hn.”
“Hey, I’m supposed to be your companion along with being the
main mechanic. That’s why Kakashi brought you to the factory. Find a person to teach you how to act around
your generation and-“
“I don’t need it.”
“-and all that stuff.” Naruto ignored him
and continued, “I can’t do jack if you don’t talk to me. Besides, that was the first time I laid a
finger on you.” The tanned youth raised
his head from buttoning the shirt to look at Sasuke
with devious eyes, “You scared of flirting or something?”
Sasuke kept his eyes on Naruto’s face, partly because an Uchiha
backed away for no one and partly because looking away gave his eyes more
chances to look at something else. The idiot had chosen to wear the shirt before
anything else and he didn’t want to deal with the short –tan all around –boy in that state.
“I don’t need you,” he replied, disregarding the taunt. “I’m fine.”
“Really?” The blond looked amused, clearly not caring
his about decency as he leisurely buttoned the shirt. “Wouldn’t think that with the distance you’re
putting between us,” Naruto gestured at Sasuke’s perch on the bed.
“And you’re all tense with me just dressing in front of you.”
Sasuke blushed at the other boy’s
blunt remark, “Because you’re naked.
It’s… indecent.”
“Bullshit. Basic sex-ed is mandatory for kids when they hit twelve. You just had your fifteenth birthday so
nothing I’m saying or showing to you is a surprise. And we have the same things.” At the mention of things, the blond made some sort of gesture with his right pointing
finger.
Yes every child was given the “talk” at the age of twelve,
another at the age of sixteen, but Sasuke had zoned
out the moment Kakashi had brought out a picture of a
diseased penis and vagina. Both of which
were supposed to be warnings to pay attention and learn. By the time Kakashi
had left, too gleeful while he looked at the Icha Icha pages that he’d used as “factual information,” Sasuke only had a very vague idea of how sex worked.
Granted most of Sasuke’s immediate
attention went towards finding some sort of drug, any drug, to erase all the disgusting pictures and diagrams that Kakashi showed him.
Maybe he was traumatized.
“Comfortable doesn’t mean you’re allowed to be crass.”
“If you’re used to hanging out with kids your age, you should be able to handle flirting.” Naruto left the rest of the shirt unbuttoned and reached
for the rest of his– my –clothes.
“It’s unnecessary.” Sasuke couldn’t be intimidated by someone of lower caste.
“Fine.”
Sasuke looked away while he waited
for Naruto to dress, even if the other had no
decency. “Hurry up. My cat moves faster than you.”
He heard Naruto snort and resumed not looking at the blond.
“Then you do know how
to deal with someone like me?” Whispered
words brushed his ears as Naruto leaned on his side,
knees trapping Sasuke’s left thigh, invading his
personal space. “See this isn’t so bad.”
Sasuke could smell his lavender
shampoo wafting from the other boy. He
should have been angry that Naruto had probably used way too much to smell so much.
He should be pushing the blond away.
But Naruto was right. He didn’t understand anything about this type of interaction other than seeing Kakashi act just like Naruto when
faced with most attractive males, females, and everything in between.
Sasuke bit his bottom lip, not
really certain if the surprised look on Naruto’s face
was good or bad after he hesitantly placed his hand close to Naruto’s right thigh.
Just as the blond’s expression
changed to a warm smile, Sasuke heard the metallic
swish of the door opening.
“Excuse me,” Oh god no,
“Sasuke, why must you do this in my room?” Sasuke shoved the
blond away from him and turned towards the door.
Already he regretted sitting on the bed. Though Naruto was
still in his personal space, Sasuke could see Neji Hyuuga past a tan shoulder,
standing proudly in the room’s entrance.
Left eyebrow raised questioningly. “You may be of higher rank than I but, you
must admit, this is a kink that even Kakashi-san wouldn’t attempt.”
Sasuke blankly stared at the Hyuuga, feeling the mix of mortification and anger.
As one of Kakashi’s returning crew
mates, the Hyuuga had always rubbed Sasuke the wrong way.
The way the older boy walked and talked.
So sure that others would listen and follow his
orders. Always
confident in his Byakugan, the sought after result of
generations of DNA manipulation.
The creepy eyes that helped create the Uchiha
clan’s Sharingan.
Just like the Sharingan, the Hyuuga’s Byakugan was another
product of terrorism. The need for
security at the now outdated airports and seaports, when majority of the
world’s governments failed to protect them militarily, led to the rise of
scientists and their clans.
Money flowed to the scientific communities and clans from
around the world began developing their own versions of defense. From the fallen country of Japan, the Hyuuga clan was the first to discover an absolute defense
in the form of Byakugan.
Also called White Eyes, the Byakugan
became a genetically inherited mutation that permanently changed the clan
members’ pupils and irises to a lavender or blue-gray so light that it bordered
white. Along with the physical trait
came, as rumored, a 360 degree field of vision.
When fully activated, they were also rumored to have x-ray like
vision. Both of which were ideal for
threat detection.
Although the clan was very careful not to reveal the mutation’s
secret or let gene carriers marry outsiders, somehow the mutation fell into the
hands of another Japanese clan.
Sasuke didn’t know exactly how the
Uchiha clan created the Sharingan
out of the Byakugan.
He didn’t know whether a Hyuuga married into
the family or if his clan had stolen a member of the Hyuuga
clan. He didn’t really care.
Even if they were some fifth cousin or other, Sasuke found no inclination to interact with the Hyuuga. Normally,
the two would take aims in ignoring each other.
When their paths crossed, both would turn their heads the
other way. When the whole crew gathered
to eat or hold meetings, they’d be feet, if not across the room, away from each
other.
Working together meant speaking in short one to three word
sentences or, often times, no talking overall.
Perhaps if Kakashi hadn’t
introduced the Hyuuga as the top student in the edu-flight system, brimming with intelligence, diligence
and potential, while Sasuke slowly learned from Kakashi’s personal lessons, he’d be a little more civil
with the older boy.
But not really. The “perfection” Neji
carried himself with grated on Sasuke’s nerves way
too much.
However, the usually organized Hyuuga
was flushed, clothes in disarray. His
long, freakishly perfect brunet hair, normally tied and brushed back to
submission, spilled past the tie to lie in uneven clumps around his face. The young man’s pale face held a pinkish hue
and his eyes, the trademark Hyuuga’s light lavender,
seemed less focused than usual.
“I would like to clean up before Kakashi
returns, Sasuke,” Neji’s
eyes refused to budge from Naruto’s back, “and please
make your companion dress and leave.”
Sasuke ignored Neji’s
suggestive tone, “As of now, this room is Naruto’s to
use until Kakashi fires him.” He felt a stinging pinch on his thigh before Naruto moved away, hopefully to put on some pants away from
the Hyuuga’s sight.
“You need to move your things to another room. I don’t care where.”
“You shouldn’t care.
This is my room and I need both of you to leave.”
“Move or I’ll torch everything.”
“I don’t remember Kakashi-san
saying anything about this.”
“That’s because he didn’t say anything at all.” Sasuke threw a
scathing glare at the older teen, whom ignored the
look in favor of staring at the idiot trying to shimmy into too tight
jeans. “I don’t trust this retard to
live far away from Kakashi or my room. He’d probably blow up something one way or
another.”
He heard Naruto’s curse, still
unable to put on Sasuke’s hand-me-down pants, and the
Hyuuga’s scoff. “Excuses are unbecoming Sasuke. Until Kakashi-san physically tells me to pack and move to a
different room, I’ll be staying right here.”
Declaration done, the Hyuuga sniffed once,
loud enough that Sasuke heard Naruto
snicker in response, and turned towards his closet, fully intent to ignore both
intruders.
Fingers itching to grab and toss a pillow or two, or his
shoe, Sasuke rose from the bed, took his eyes off the
bastard and looked down to fix his shirt.
He hadn’t noticed Naruto messing with
them.
“Hey, hey. You’re a Hyuuga
right? Can you do that creepy cool eye thinger? The one that makes your face and eyes all veiny
and weird.”
Sasuke’s eyes darted towards the
voice, annoyed that the blond’s attention was so
short. Spotting the idiot, Sasuke’s mouth curled in displeasure.
“C’mon, I just wanna know if you
could do it or not.” Sasuke
saw the blond pout. “I’ve never met a Hyuuga before. Just
say yes, or no…Please?”
Just like with Sasuke, Naruto stood way within Neji’s
personal space, practically bouncing with curiosity. Even though leaving the Hyuuga
with the annoying boy would be a perfect way to torture the ass, the thought
irritated Sasuke.
Naruto was, after all, Sasuke’s responsibility.
He saw the Hyuuga massage his
temple. “Yes. Now will you please
leave? And take your resentful boyfriend
with you.”
Apparently satisfied with Neji’s
answer, Naruto spun around and broadly smiled –so happy with such a half assed answer–
as he took Sasuke’s arm and dragged him out of the
room.
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Sasuke glanced at the whistling
idiot as they slowly walked towards his room.
He’d wanted to re-enter the Hyuuga’s
room to threaten him about being sent to a different ship. Since Kakashi’s funds
came from Sasuke’s inheritance, Sasuke
owned the ship and its crew. Neji may be his senior age-wise but Sasuke
had the authority in the ship. The Hyuuga’s refusal was mutiny.
It was a golden opportunity to get rid of the faultless Hyuuga but one glance at the beaming blond… Smiling without restraint.
Naruto’s exuberance was refreshing
from Kakashi’s perverted babble, Neji’s
holier-than-thou attitude and the rest of the ship mates’ weird antics. It felt…good…to
have the tanned boy smile at him.
It almost felt like when his mother smiled at him. The one that made his chest hurt and his face
warm. The smile she freely gave her
family before his brother took it all away.
Usually, thoughts like those would make him irritable and morose
but with Naruto obliviously whistling beside him, it
just made Sasuke nostalgic. Made him wonder why a complete stranger would
make him feel the same way as the woman who’d raised him.
Though it might make Naruto’s
bright smile disappear, Sasuke led them both towards
the bots’ he’d destroyed. Stored and
hidden in his closet.
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A/N: Nothing to say
really other than very bare plot ideas + n00bness + summer fun = no
writing. Sorry that the story’s moving
so slow but I like world building… a lot and, even though Naruto
loves talking to me, Sasuke’s being a difficult mofo. :(
Next up, meeting the robots, the rest of
the crew. Who do you guys think the two robots are? :D
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as I wrote him… then again, he is a spoiled prince-thing. I was thinking of putting my own words into
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