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Plato of Your Kind	By : Ljiljana Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1232 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Beta: Aerae

Part One

Out of Place, Out of Season

(George Jackson)

Even though it was only the middle of fall, Naruto had to blow into his hands to warm them up. He had taken the job on the filling station just outside of the city because it paid well. The danger involved in a work with flammable substances had a good bonus. But the boss was an asshole who wouldn’t allow his workers to go inside the station, where it was bright and warm, even when more of them worked and there was not a single vehicle anywhere near.

Naruto was working the third shift that week. He was cold. He was standing outside so that people from the freeway could see that the station would be quick on service, which wasn’t deep enough to protect him from the nasty swifts of freezing wind, sharpened by small, icy drops of rain. Watching the poor prostitutes in short pants without any socks, shaking, wasn’t making him feel any better. Their endless pacing - from the side of the small restaurant to the public bathroom and back - and occasional laughter were chilling him even more than the gloomy weather.

There was barely any work in four o’clock in the morning, so when an ordinary Passat - manufactured sometime in the nineties - turned in, Naruto noticed it right away. As he moved closer to the nozzles, the car drove into the lights of the reflectors. There was no mistaking those small eyes, or that oddly bluish skin; behind the wheel was one of Itachi’s bodyguards, the big one.

Naruto gritted his teeth, not liking it.

The day after he saved Itachi’s life behind the club, the hospital called. A bed just opened in the hospital wing Jiraiya was supposed to be staying at but couldn’t for the lack of space, so they called to inform Naruto about the relocation. He asked about it, but they refused to tell him anything. They didn’t have to. It couldn’t be a coincidence.

A few months ago Naruto would not have accepted it, not only from Itachi but from anyone. Things were not getting better. The hopes were getting seriously thin. Jiraiya was not getting better and Naruto couldn’t handle the bills any longer. Asking others for help was just getting harder the longer he was hesitating.

Despite of it coming from a guy like Itachi, Naruto was somewhat relieved by the change. The staff in that part of the hospital was better trained for handling Jiraiya’s needs. But of course, that wasn’t good enough for anyone but him.

Naruto decided to pretend it was just another unfamiliar customer. He filled the tank and Big Blue went to pay for it inside. Naruto thought he was being paranoid. But on his way back, Big Blue halted near him.

“He wants to talk to you.”

Of course. It was too much to hope for. Couldn’t Itachi just accept life for a better hospital treatment? It sounded like a fair trade to Naruto.

“I’m working.” He answered, keeping his voice down and face away from where his boss was watching thought the window.

“Accepting this conversation and what may come out of it could turn out to be very profitable. And good for the health of your godfather.” Those words were followed by an ugly grin.

And even though everything was bound to be ugly at that face, Naruto froze and gritted out. “What? Is that his way to thank me for saving his life?”

Grin melted was replaced by a frown, before Big Blue realized what Naruto was talking about. “That wasn’t a threat, kid. I mean it. Better hospital, all bills paid. And something for you, too.”

“And I just need to do what?” Naruto bitterly asked. Bills don’t just go away. “Kill the new city Mayor?”

It was the hardest thing he could think of. The new mayor was extremely popular in the city. It was amazing how much good he had managed in just six months since he took over the position. It was staggering to see the revolutionary changes he had managed to make for the betterment of society, in just six months of his taking the position.

Big Blue grinned shortly, his shark smile hideous and scary. “Itachi predicted you would be skeptical. It’s a bodyguard duty, nothing morally challenging.”

Naruto countered, “I find being bodyguard to a criminal morally challenging.”

Big Blue didn’t react. “I am not allowed to say anything else. But the offer is at least worth a talk.”

Naruto didn’t answer. Back when he wasn’t yet faced with the awful, careless mistake Jiraiya had made on his health insurance papers and had to give a large part of the money he got from selling his part of the agency to pay just for many tests that were done, Naruto talked to doctors about the best options, not the only one left. In the capital, there was a good hospital with an amazing program for Hodgkin’s disease.

Yeah, it was worth the talk. But why would Itachi want him? He must have known that the thing behind the club was just an accident. Naruto didn’t want to be a bodyguard.

Big Blue took Naruto’s silence as conformation. “Let’s go then.”

“I’m working.” Naruto repeated. “I’m willing to hear him out, but I need this job.”

“I’ll wait for you at the end of your shift.”

Naruto wasn’t happy the big guy wasn’t asking him when the shift was ending. They didn’t just ask about his whereabouts, they did a proper research. Maybe someone was following him? Well, brushing up on the things he had learned over the years of playing around in the agency didn’t sound like a bad idea, because if someone was following him, Naruto hadn’t noticed.

Big Blue returned to his car without waiting for confirmation. Naruto wanted to move, to pace and shake off the coldness of the wind more then ever. He straightened his collar to protect his neck from the bitter stabs of stray raindrops, but it didn’t help much.

Every instinct he had was yelling that it was a bad idea to take whatever job Itachi was about to offer him. Once you get involved, there is no going back. If Jiraiya found out that he was going to meet Itachi, Naruto would be dead just from scornful looks and words. But it had been long already, and he was tired of lame jobs and broken sleep, and being delivered yet another bill he just had to pay.

It would have been better if he just told Jiraiya about the fail in the health insurance. But Naruto couldn’t do that, not on top of medication, and treatments, and radiation. And a duty as a bodyguard was hardly the same as debt collection. Or being a hit man.

At fifteen to seven, when the sky on the east was almost golden through the light gray clouds, the Passat came back. Naruto told his colleague - the one he usually waited on the bus station with - to forego waiting and got onto the passenger seat of the car.

Big Blue was driving a very complicated and long path through too many neighborhoods. Naruto soon realized he was just trying to disorient him. Switching off the automat that was trying to memorize left, left, right, straight… Naruto closed his eyes and relaxed into the seat. He was better off not knowing where the – the crime nest was, anyway.

In the end, they stopped in front of an ordinary apartment building. On the third floor, behind an ordinary white door, Itachi was, of all ordinary things, reading newspapers.

“I’m glad you came.” He said when he saw Naruto, but there was not a single trace of gladness in his face.

Naruto shrugged.

“Would you like something to drink? Or eat? Kisame says you have been working all night.”

Big Blue had a name uglier than his teeth. Naruto wasn’t surprised.

“I’d like to get this over with.” He said, wondering how someone can say nice, polite sounding things and look like he doesn’t even know what polite means. “What do you want?”

Itachi narrowed his eyes for a second, and nodded. It was too early; he was probably awake all night and needed some sleep as well.

“I want you to work for me. A speci-“

Naruto interrupted unceremoniously. “No.”

Itachi didn’t spare him a single glance as he stood up. “A specific job that shouldn’t last more than a few weeks. I have important business to take care off, and I need to know that my brother is safe while I’m doing it.”

“Your brother?” Naruto asked, more as a prompt then anything. His stomach did a little excited flip. What was Sasuke up to these days?

“I can’t warn him. We are not on good terms.” Itachi said, looking directly at Naruto. “But I am afraid that my enemies don’t care much about that.”

How could anyone say something like ‘my enemies’ so effortlessly? Like it was normal to talk like that, as though it were acceptable.

Itachi hadn’t quite finished, so Naruto focused. “As you can guess, Sasuke is not very happy with me and what I do. He is trying to make a life for himself, which is good. But it means I have to be extra careful about it when I need to protect him.”

Naruto fisted his hands. This job was starting to sound attractive. Not just acceptable, but it was starting to shape into something he would want to do – if only because he would find out more about Sasuke. Naruto was curious about him and how was he trying to make a life for himself, and Itachi made it clear he didn’t want to have anything with his business. And it would help Jiraiya.

It was tempting.

“Why me?” He had to ask. “I’m sure you can afford people who were actually trained for this, probably for less than it takes to take care of my hospital bills.”

“You saved my life.” Itachi stated flatly. Like he’s saying that, too, every day. “Ibiki says you are fit for the job, too. And I couldn’t find that many people who are competent and the right age.”

Naruto frowned. The right age for the job would be any age that allows you to do it well, he always thought. Sometimes experience can make up for the lack of youthful speed. “There is a right age for the job?”

“Sasuke is spending most of his time either at school or home. Because I want him followed all day long without him knowing, I need people who wouldn’t stick out on the campus.”

Just a guy, going to college, trying to build his own future, in need of protection from because of something that was not his fault. Tempting. “So he’s living in the dorms?”

“No, he lives in a small apartment nearby.”

Too tempting.

“And that is all? Make sure nothing happens to him?” Naruto asked. “You won’t yank me for all kinds of bullshit after that?”

Itachi was quiet for a moment. “This is an exceptional situation, Naruto. A precaution. The business I’m taking care off now is not something I do on regular bases. If I succeed, Sasuke won’t be in any danger. But if I fail…”

If he fails, and Sasuke didn’t want to have anything to do with his brother’s job, then it shouldn’t matter. What was going on? Naruto narrowed his eyes.

“That doesn’t answer my question.”

Itachi smiled, too gently. It was unfitting to the situation and thus not pleasant. “My point is, I won’t fail. I can’t afford it. So you will have no chance to prove yourself and tempt me into trying to make you work for me permanently.”

“Right.” Naruto snorted. What a load of bullshit. Well, maybe not the part about Itachi’s plans, but the way he answered… It was just not answering. “So, what was that about better hospital terms?”

“Capital’s East Hospital has a good program for treating Hodgkin’s.” Itachi said, Naruto was again annoyed with how much they knew, but at least he won’t have to ask. Itachi was offering. “I can arrange transfer by plane in the matter of hours.”

“And you will pay for the full stay? Medications, service, treatments, everything? Up front?” He had to make sure. There was just no way for Naruto to pick up if something happened.

“Yes. And some money on top of it, so you could concentrate on the job, instead of your empty stomach.”

It won’t get much clearer than this. Naruto would get everything he wanted, and in exchange, he had to protect life of an innocent. It was not a bad deal, even if it was risky in many ways. If Itachi came a-knocking later, Naruto doesn’t have to open the door.

“Fine, then.” He finally agreed.

Itachi gave him one more of his really creepy smiles. Naruto wondered if he had any idea about how scary they are as he shifted from one foot to another and prepared to hear the details.

***

They were a four men team. Well, three men and a really bitchy, annoying girl. But it was four of them, working in two twelve hours shifts. Naruto was stuck with Karin, and he hated it. She fancied herself in love with the guy they were watching out for. Not very professional, to say at least.

Naruto couldn’t see what the fuss she was making all about. Sasuke was good looking, sure, but not as much as his brother was. He was leading a very boring life full of books, various disgustingly looking green food and snakes. He was studying to be something called herpetologist, which Karin explained several times in a row right after she read all about it in the college brochure that she’d picked up when she was supposed to be in the bathroom. A Herpetologist was a scientist who was an expert in reptiles and such crawling animals. But Sasuke seemed to like snakes most of them all, he even had a pet snake in his apartment.

It had been more than a week since Jiraiya had been settled in the hospital in the capital. Naruto called him every day, of course. He never thought he was going to miss the hospital visiting hours, he wanted to go and see his godfather, but not before this job was done. There had been no sign or message from Itachi since that morning. Naruto was paid well, though. And Karin was occasionally too busy watching to talk, so that was an upside.

First week on the job, Naruto was doing the day shift. That meant six hours of active following the ‘subject’ around, and six hours of listening. He was good in classes, always being the one called out to answer when a professor would ask a question, always asking questions. But that was the only time he was talking more than few words at the time without insulting anyone. Listening hours were quite boring.

Following Sasuke around was only slightly more interesting, and only because despite him thinking that Sasuke was nothing special, Naruto could appreciate his moderately good looks – nice eyes, interesting hair, perfect skin… Okay, so Karin had a point or two somewhere in all the babbling. But there is a lot of difference between looking and wanting. And Naruto most definitely would never allow himself to be distracted by something he can’t have and fail to do job that was trusted into his hands for something so stupid.

***

That night was Naruto’s second evening in the six a.m. to six p.m. shift. It was easier to work, because judging to the reports of the other part of the team, Sasuke rarely went out once he got home. The van with the surveillance equipment was parked just around the corner, but there was also an empty apartment on the lowest floor in the building across the street, with a perfect view on Sasuke’s living room and the kitchen. God only knew what Itachi and people working for him had to do to make sure that one was available.

Radio on the table cracked and sighed: “He’s making coffee, isn’t he? I can hear him.”

“He doesn’t drink coffee.” Naruto said, without picking up the radio and pressing the button. What was it exactly that she kept staring at all day long?

“Naruto? Give me visual! I can hear him making coffee!”

Across the street, Sasuke had his head half way into the freezer. He got something out, and left it on the table before washing his hands over the kitchen sink. Naruto had to lean heavily to see him walk with the thing from the freezer into the corner of the leaving room. That wasn’t enough to watch how a snake is being fed, not that Naruto had any particular wish to watch. But there was no doubt that was what Sasuke was doing, because the large cage with a bowl of water was the only thing in that corner.

Naruto picked up the radio. “He’s giving coffee to his pet. I doubt it’s healthy, I’ll have to consult animal rights movement on this.”

“What are you, blind?” Karin protested. “Of course he’s not giving coffee to the snake, don’t be stupid.”

Naruto grinned to himself. She was so easy to fool around with. Even when she knew he was pulling her strings, it was impossible for her to not react. It was his only fun nowadays, so Naruto couldn’t resist for most occasions.

“Is it time to switch yet?” He asked instead of trying to reassure her he was neither stupid nor blind. Chances it would work after two hundred of failed attempts were as good as nonexistent. “I’m tired of looking at his ugly face.”

“His face is not ugly.” Karin predictably snapped. “And no, it’s only ten-twenty.” Naruto waited, almost counting three seconds down. “But we can switch, I don’t mind. I have to pee anyway.”

Sure she had to pee. She was so desperate not to look desperate, it was pathetic. Girls. In love. God save them all.

“I’m waiting.” He answered, when Sasuke across the street walked back into the room, buttoning up his shirt. “Wait, Karin. Wait a minute. He might be going somewhere.”

“Where?”

Naruto ignored her. She was more likely to know, she was the one listening. He only had a half descent view on guy’s living room. Sasuke took off the wrist watch he was always wearing and left it on the top of a book shelf. That wasn’t good. Naruto prompted even more – just in time to see Sasuke putting on a jacket that, although also black, was unfamiliar.

“He left behind both his watch and his jacket.”

“But it’s freezing outside!”

“Both bugs and the tracker! Who was the one claiming he doesn’t go anywhere without his watch?”

All the reports said so, Sasuke Uchiha always have his father’s watch with him. The phone, he leaves behind when he’s going to school, so that was only bugged to record conversations. And Naruto was the one personally going to the apartment to put in the equipment, but he didn’t see that jacket anywhere. If Sasuke just bought it, someone should have told him.

“It’s his father’s watch! He’s not!”

He was not, the watch was still on the bookshelf, and Sasuke was closing the front door behind him.

“Just come pick me up. We have no choice, we both have to go after him.”

Before Karin arrived with the van, another car parked across the street and Sasuke got inside without hesitation. As far Naruto could see, from an awkward angle he had, the driver had long white-blond hair. Was it some girl? No one reported Sasuke had a girlfriend, there were no signs of any relationship.

Naruto looked behind him. Karin was already on the street when he walked out. They followed the car Sasuke was in, as discreetly as that was possible with a crazy woman driving a black van. The part of the city they followed Sasuke in was not very familiar to Naruto, but the part they parked finally, with a good view over the river, seemed nice.

The last doubt Sasuke was just out for some fun disappeared when he and the guy with him – because it was a guy – walked into a club of some sort. The place didn’t seem too big, more like a modern bar with not too loud and rather good music.

“We have to go inside.” Naruto said. Karin had to know that, but she wasn’t moving.

She frowned at him. “I wouldn’t exactly blend in. You go.”

“What? You’re more dressed for clubbing or whatever.”

She was dressed in some short and black outfit, like always. Naruto had on his old jeans and simple gray shirt with a jacket over.

“Well, a girl in that place would attract too much attention.”

Naruto took another look on the entrance. It seemed normal. There was none too many people outside… But they were all male. Naruto narrowed his eyes and waited, regardless of what Karin said, so he wouldn’t make a mistake. A pair of not very young and happy guys walked out hand in hand.

Yeah, good, great. A gay club. At least it wasn’t like one of those Kakashi was always in, those are really gross. Jiraiya sent Naruto in those a few times, when he were working discreet job for some politician, too keep an eye out for his grandson. If he could handle himself there, he could do it in this, much tamer, place.

“Well.” Naruto said. Sasuke in the gay club was an appealing thought.

“He’s just keeping company to his friend.” Karin informed him. Poor girl.

Naruto opened the door before she could start listing the reasons. “Okay, I’m going.”

There was no metal detector or anything, so Naruto took his weapon with him. There was one guy on the entrance, looking like a bouncer, but there was not a lot of work for him. Naruto hoped he won’t have any problems getting in.

The bouncer just glanced at him, and returned to whatever he was doing. There were many people inside, more than Naruto expected. Some guys were turning when he was walking by, and for the first time in his adult life, Naruto couldn’t say for sure if they were checking him out or looking at his very inappropriate clothes. There was not nearly as much neither glitter nor leather as in Kakashi’s places, but people were wearing good, mostly tight clothes.

Sasuke was at the bar right then. With the long-haired guy and some other people. Naruto took a position on the other side of that bar, so he’d have a good view and ordered a drink. Nothing special was going on. The group looked like any other group, friends catching up, laughing. Sasuke looked relaxed, like he knew these people well. That was good. And if anyone noticed him staring, they hadn’t showed it.

Naruto was usually more discreet. But then, he usually had some sort of back up, a tracker or someone else in the room. If Sasuke decided to slip away, and Naruto happened to… admire interesting costumes two men on the dance floor were wearing, for example, at that moment, Sasuke could end up anywhere. Anywhere was a dangerous place.

It made Naruto’s life very difficult that Sasuke was attracting a lot of attention. People were approaching all the time, sending drinks. Sasuke… didn’t seem very interested in most of them. He was enjoying the attention, though.

Naruto finished his one acceptable drink. He caught waiter’s eye, but when he offered money, the oldish, glittery guy, told him. “That’s alright, love. You’re covered.”

“I am?” It was a good thing no one was paying any attention to him. Naruto rather preferred it that way. Damn it.

“Hmmm, and I’d say he’s very interested.” The waiter nodded toward the other end of the table. Naruto followed the movement and found Sasuke watching him, his head cocked tiniest bit to a side. “He said he’s paying everything you’re having tonight.”

“When?”

The waiter blinked. “The newcomers usually ask why, just in case.”

It was obvious why. Sasuke was on to him and mocking. Naruto was more worried now, how the fuck had he missed it?

“When did he tell you that?”

“Half an hour ago? Something like that.”

The waiter gave him another weird look and rushed off to help some other customer. Sasuke was still looking at him, the expression unchanged. Naruto wondered what he should do. If he nodded his gratefulness, that might be taken as an admission of some sort. He did what he always did when insecure towards what he should do next, and grinned.

In response, Sasuke narrowed his eyes. Naruto turned to watch the dance floor, keeping him in sight with a corner of his eye. He had to pretend he was doing something else. It was probably too late… but it wasn’t as if Sasuke had any proof. As long as he knew, Naruto could be just… interested, with all the staring. So if Naruto pretended he had more exciting things in mind, he could forget about it.

He was out of luck, he realized. Sasuke was coming over. Well, better stop acting coy now; it was too late.

There wasn’t quite enough space for a person between Naruto and a guy with a body builder body, who looked like he could be anything but gay, but it somehow magically fit Sasuke in. Naruto was more leaning then sitting in his stool. He wished he was sitting. Maybe it was guilt for screwing up, but he was hyper aware of Sasuke’s closeness and his narrowed, assessing look.

“Hi?” Naruto finally said when Sasuke didn’t bother.

“I think I’ve been seeing you around lately.”

Oh, please, tell me it’s just the lamest pick-up line ever.

“I don’t think so. It’s my first time out… here.”

Sasuke nodded, like to say that it was obvious. “Around the campus.”

Okay, so it wasn’t a lame pick-up line. It was Naruto doing his job so sloppily; it was embarrassing. No excuse would cover for it.

“I don’t go to college… if that’s what you mean.”

Sasuke made a soft humming sound. It wasn’t much, but at least he wasn’t insisting. There was nothing but music and Sasuke’s still measuring gaze between them for a minute. Naruto debated on what to say, when someone pushed him a little from behind. Like they weren’t already close enough.

“But you do?” He finally said.

Sasuke was too busy shifting his gaze to now evaluate Naruto’s cloths instead of his face. “Was coming here a spur of a moment decision?”

“Sort of.” And it was, because Sasuke didn’t pencil in this occasion in his schedule. The bastard. “Am I standing out that much?”

“You are scaring people away.”

Okay, he must be overdoing it. Naruto wasn’t scaring anyone away.

“Why?”

“Because you don’t look like you came here to get laid.

Well, he didn’t. But the way Sasuke said that… like everyone could see it just glancing in his direction, that wasn’t good. Besides, it probably meant Sasuke came here for the same reason and will eventually pick up one of all those people dancing around his table earlier. And that could be good or bad, depending on whom he’d pick up and where would they go.

“And that is frightening?”

“It’s suspicious.”

They suspected what- that he wasn’t gay? Right. “Like you said. Spur of the moment thing. I’m just… exploring.”

Sasuke prompted himself on the bar and leaned a bit closer, like he had something confidential to tell Naruto.

“It’s not much exploring if you pick a spot and spend your night watching just one person.”

Well, shit. It was either to admit he’s working for Itachi or play really, really interested. Maybe Sasuke would just tell him to back off. Naruto allowed his best smirk to creep up his face and let his eyes linger lower, on Sasuke’s lips and over his chest.

“I don’t know.” He murmured. “It has its merits.”

Sasuke cocked his eyebrow, his hair for once out of his face. “You’re not aiming high enough.”

“I got a free drink.” Naruto pointed out. His heart was beating too fast in his chest, which wasn’t normal. He was usually good at this sort of thing, leading people on, acting. Naruto found his mouth too dry when Sasuke inched closer, and decided to blame it all on rustiness.

“Still not high enough.

Would fucking you into that counter be high enough? Naruto thought and he almost said it, too. “Maybe, but I was thinking of it more like… It’s a good start.”

“It was.” Sasuke said. He was so close that when he leaned the remaining millimeter to press their mouths together, Naruto had no right to be shocked. He was, though. Sasuke retreated, but only a bit, to ask, “Okay?”

He was considerate about the entire ‘my first time out’ thing. Naruto licked his lips. He couldn’t taste anything on them.

“Yeah.” He breathed. When Sasuke leaned back in, he opened his mouth to accept the kiss.

There was something, something warning him off, but it was hard to think. Sasuke already had his hands up, one in Naruto’s hair and the other just touching lightly his cheek. He was careful, trying not to scare him away- probably. When Naruto pressed back, the seeking quality tightened and Sasuke’s mouth grew fierce and demanding.

Naruto blindly found the edge of Sasuke’s belt and yanked him forward to cross over that one inch still between them. He let Sasuke huddle between his knees, one hand still on his belt, the other one keeping him in place. The angle was even better, position more intimate, the tongue in his mouth dizzyingly skillful… It was becoming really good, really fast.

There was a hand slipping down his back. Naruto almost missed it, busy between the kiss and the Sasuke’s other hand, fingers digging into his neck, but he had his gun under his jacket. They would probably get along much better if Sasuke didn’t know about it.

Naruto loosened and ended the kiss as soon as he could, realizing yet again along the way that he was doing a really poor job that evening. It’s one thing to kiss someone, a girl or a guy, if the position demanded it. It was completely other to do it with your eyes closed, one breath away from bending the guy over the counter, where everyone could watch.

Sasuke was flushed. He wasn’t stepping away. His eyes were amused and focused, though. “You’re doing well for your first night out.”

“I always do well.”

“Always? Should I take your word for it?” He shifted and Naruto looked down to see car keys in Sasuke’s hand.

Naruto tried thinking about it outside his libido. Having Sasuke back home, where it was safer than here at least, would be very good. Having sex with him… not so much. It could get between Naruto’s judgment and danger. Itachi probably wouldn’t like it. But they were kissing just now. Going back home with Sasuke and then bolting out when it’s too late for him to return here would be perfect.

If Karin doesn’t jump in the river before he managed to explain, that was.

Well, in for a penny… “No, you should let me prove it.”

Sasuke smirked a little and stepped back. “Come on, then.”

Naruto followed him closely out. Sasuke wasn’t saying goodbye to his friends and he had keys already for his friend’s car. Cocky little asshole. Naruto found himself smiling and shaking head. He was somewhat amused.

He couldn’t help but tease, though. When they were in the car, he said. “Nice car. Yours?”

“Friend’s.” Sasuke answered.

“Someone’s from your little group?” Naruto asked. “How are they going home tonight?”

“On foot, if he doesn’t get too drunk to walk. Why do you care?”

Naruto hid a smirk. That sounded more like Sasuke they all listened to 24/7 and rolled eyes at. Or maybe they were finally at a distance that was allowing him to appreciate the bite.

“I’m just asking questions while deciding if I’m insulted you had the keys on you before approaching me.”

Sasuke took his eyes of the road to give him an unreadable look.

“Be flattered.” He said finally.

Naruto smiled, indeed a little bit flattered.
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