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The Boy Next Door	By : kaesaku Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 981 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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kaesaku:
Yes, it is me. I have continued. BEFORE
YOU KILL ME, I hope you'd read this chappie first. So
sorry for not updating in, like, 2 years...

REASONS
FOR NOT UPDATING:

a.
I got a job, which turned out to be toxic.

b.
I got a boyfriend, which turned out to be short-lived.

c.
I got pregnant by said boyfriend. Since we're already
separated, I didn't think it was necessary for him to know.
Plus, I'm not the type to impose him of the responsibility.
After all, there's a reason why we're not together (and won't
ever be). But then, someone mentioned that I should at
least inform him. So I did. His reaction was, "I
don't think that's mine." Again, I was reminded
why we're not together. (and why am I telling this?)

d.
I lazed around for 9 months of being pregnant and indulged
myself in Bleach and Death Note yaoi fics.

e.
I gave birth last October and became a breastfeeder.

f.
I got addicted to jdoramas. (err, yeah.)

My
kid's 6 months old now and I got someone to take care of her,
so I guess I'm gonna have more time writing/updating fics
(hopefully). Being a single mom is the most tiring yet
fulfilling job anyone can ever have (no shit).

Warnings:
yaoi, NaruSasu, un-beta-ed, info overload (?)

Standard
disclaimers apply. I don't own Naruto, The Girl
Next Door, Urbandub's First of Summer, and Goldfinger's
rendition of More Than yesterday.

Chapter
2: First of Summer

"...drown
me away 'cause tonight just feels right,

take
me away with you tonight,

anywhere
with you.."

-First
of Summer, Urbandub

Uchiha
Sasuke blinked rapidly as the image of his physics teacher
bobbed hazily in front of him. He fought the urge to slam
his head on the desk and drool happily ever after. Or at
least for the next 50 minutes.

He
stifled a yawn and turned to the window. Yep, the teacher
was right. Physics was everywhere. In the movement
of cars, of people...

GODDAMMIT!
Of course not! he thought irately.

What
were they thinking? Teaching stuff that wouldn't be
useful in everyday living... Not all of them are going to
be engineers or architects or pilots in the future.
Sasuke rolled his eyes. It's not like a car crash can be
prevented from knowing the formula of speed.

He
watched the school bus as it rolled slowly on the school
parking lot. Hearing all that talk about speed, velocity,
and acceleration reminded Sasuke of vehicles. Vehicles
reminded him of cars. Cars reminded him of a certain,
evil, orange bug.

His
eyes widened as the slow-moving bus revealed said car, which
was parked conveniently in front of his classroom window.

The
orange thing was glaring at him and its owner, that
stupid idiot, was grinning as he waved his hands wildly at
Sasuke.

The
young Uchiha boy narrowed his eyes and shook his head. He
hoped that the blonde idiot was able to understand that as body
language for 'Stop that!'.

Unfortunately
for him, it seemed like that wasn't the case. The blonde
increased his ministrations and was even cupping his hands
around his mouth. And Sasuke, the intelligent boy that he
was, knew that the idiot resorted to yelling. Yelling was
not good. Yelling at a school parking lot while children
studied was definitely not good. Yelling equated to
public disturbance. And he would be damned if he would be
related to the one causing it.

He
felt his panic rise. He thought of all the worst possible
things the blonde was yelling, like "Uchiha Sasuke ran
around town naked the other day!" or... Well,
nothing could be worse than that.

Sasuke
glanced at the teacher who was writing something at the
blackboard, his back to the class. He glanced around the
classroom. Everyone was busy writing notes or trying not
to fall asleep. With one last look at the orange-ness
outside, he swiped his books from his desk and stealthily
walked out of class.

Uchiha
Sasuke in panic mode never thought clearly.

-
o -

"What're
you doing here?" he hissed at the blonde.

The
other boy grinned. "Why, I thought you would at
least be happy I picked you up!"

"School
doesn't end in 2 hours!"

"You
want me to wait for 2 more hours?!"

"I
never said you could pick me up!"

Uzumaki
Naruto, the blonde idiot neighbor of his, had the gall to look
offended. "If you didn't want me to pick you up,
why'd you went out, huh?"

Sasuke
narrowed his eyes. "Because you were creating such a
ruckus! I can even see it from my class!"
Mumbling, he added, "God knows what obscenities you've
been yelling..."

"Oi,
I wasn't yelling any obscenities!" Naruto poted. "I
just yelled, 'Uchiha Sasuke ran around town naked the other
day!'"

Seeing
the about-to-faint look sasuke gave him, he quickly said, "I
was just joking!"

A
hit on the blonde head was the reply.

"Ow..."
Naruto rubbed his head.

"Hey,
Sasuke..."

"What
idiot?"

"Who's
that?" He pointed behind Sasuke.

Sasuke
turned and suddenly, he wished he was back in his classroom,
studying intently (or pretending to study - he memorized the
book), and not in the parking lot, talking with an abvious
non-student. A loud, attention-grabbing non-student.

Sasuke
ducked his head and moved to the passenger side of the car.
"That's the Vice Principal, Mr. Orochimaru!"

Ha looked
back at the man, Orochimaru, who was getting nearer.

"Unlock
the door."

"But
school doesn't end in 2 hours!"

"Naruto!
Do it!" He almost screamed.

"Okay,
okay..."

To
Sasuke, it seemed like the blonde boy was taking his sweet time
in unlocking the doors.

"Hurry!"

"Don't
pressure me! I work slow under pressure!"

The
footsteps were near. It was the longest minute in
Sasuke's life. Finally, he heard the pop from the door.
Salvation. He quickly opened the door and got in.
He saw Naruto do the same. He ducked a little and covered
his face with his left hand. He seemed to be doing that a
lot whenever he was with the blonde.

"Excuse
m-" He heard Orochimaru say.

"Sorry,
sir! Wrong building!" He heard Naruto yell at the
man before speeding off.

"You
can stop hiding your face now," Naruto said after a few
minutes. "We're out of school grounds already."

Sasuke
straight then glared at the other boy. The other boy only
grinned, unaffected by the murderous intent on those dark eyes.

"What
the hell did you just do?!"

Naruto
smiled, like he knew it was coming. "Saving our
asses." He grinned again. "And you were
the one who screamed, 'Unlock the doors!'"

Sasuke
turned red at that particular information. He had his
reasons for doing that. He just cut his classes.
He's an honor student, dammit. Honor students do not
impulsively get out of their classrooms and go joyriding with
their stupid neighbors. Not that that was his intention
in the first place. He was just going to talk to the
moron, tell him to go away and stay away from his school.
Anyone might've misunderstood it and thought that he was
cutting classes. Including Orochimaru.

He
shuddered as he remembered how they were almost caught.
His parents would have had a field day when they found out.
If they found out.

Which
they won't, he thought with conviction.

Sasuke
glared again at Naruto who was happily whistling to a song
playing on the radio.

It
was all the idiot's fault!

He
opened his mouth to start the verbal abuse but the blonde beat
him to it.

"Hey,
I love this song!" Naruto happily exclaimed as he
increased the volume of the car stereo.

"Oi-"

"D'you
know this song, Sasuke?" the blonde asked, his blue eyes
twinkling as the trumpets in the background signalled the start
of the song.

"I-"

"Of
course, who doesn't!" he laughed, answering his own
question.

"Wait-"

Naruto
faced him. "I don't
remember what day it was..."

Singing.
The idiot was singing.

"I
didn't notice what time it was..." He grinned.
"C'mon, Sasuke! Sing with me!"

"No,
I-"

He
looked at Sasuke seriously. "All I know is that
I fell in love with you..."

Then
the blue eyes were lost in view as Naruto did his 'happy
smile', turning his eyes into inverted U's.

"And
if all my dreams come true..."

"Watch
the road! Watch the road, idiot!"

Naruto
faced the road, still with his 'happy smile' face.
"...I'll be spending time with youuu~" He
opened his eyes. "Sasuke, you're not singing!"

"I
don't-"

"Every
day's a new day in love with you..." The blonde
started again. "With each day comes a new way of
loving you..." Naruto smirked. "I
won't stop until you sing, Sasuke!"

The
raven-haired boy groaned.

"Every
time I kiss your lips my mind starts to wander..."

Naruto
turned towards the road again and scrunched his eyes.
"And if all my dreams come true, I'll be spending time
with youuu~"

Blue
eyes invaded Sasuke's vision again.

"Oh,
I love you more today than yesterday..."

This
is so not happening, Sasuke thought.

"...but
not as much as tomorrow..."

"Sasuke,
your turn!"

The
mentioned boy made the mistake of staring at thos big, blue
eyes. The same mistake he made when they were at the
restaurant the other day. He felt like drowning and
floating at the same time. And he knew that he wouldn't
be able to say no, couldn't say no, as long as he's staring at
those eyes.

Sasuke
sighed in defeat. In the most monotonous voice he could
muster, he continued the song, "I love you more today
than yesterday..."

Naruto
grinned widely, closing his eyes in the process, then joined
Sasuke, "...but, darling, not as much as
tomo-ho-rrooowww~"

-
o -

Sasuke
walked towards his locker. He looked a bit surprised as
he noticed both Lee and Chouji by his locker, looking like they
were waiting for him. He didn't ask them, though, just
proceeded in gathering the books from his locker.

Chouji
was the first one to break the silence.

"Hey,
Sasuke..."

"Hm?"
he turned towards the other boy.

"We
haven't seen you in Physics for the last three days.."
Chouji looked a bit worried.

Sasuke
turned to Lee who was nodding his head but has yet to say
something.

"Should
we be worried?"

The
raven-haired boy closed his locker and leaned on it. His
eyes darted from Chouji to Lee, two of his closest friends, no,
only friends. He couldn't see any reason for
them not to know.

"It's
my stupid neighbor's fault," he shrugged nonchalantly.
"He's too stupid to be left alone. Who knows what
stupidity he would do if I'm not with him..."

Chouji
and Lee looked at each other then grinned.

"I
knew it!" Lee excalimed, pumping his fist in the air.
"The springtime of youth has finally arrived for our
Sasuke!"

Sasuke
cringed.

"He
has finally found someone worthy enough to spend his
youthfulness with!"

"Lee,
stop!"

Chouji
laughed heartily and patted Sasuke on the back. "It's
all good, then! Whoever this neighbor of yours is must be
a genius!"

Sasuke
gave him a questioning look. "Why?"

The
bigger boy gave him a thoughtful smile. "Because in
the course of our 12-year friendship, we've seen you the
happiest in this past week..."

"Aa..."
Sasuke leaned his head back on the locker and stared at nothing
in particular. Amidst Lee's declarations of youthfulness
and Chouji's laughter, he voiced out the thought that he was
itching to ask.

"Is
it-" he started but never got to finish as Chouji
interrupted him.

"We're
cool with it."

Balck
eyes regarded Chouji. The once chubby, little boy
who cried in kindergarten when a 6-year-old kid stole one of
his potato chips. Sasuke beat up the bully and gave
Chouji three packs of said chips so he would stop crying.

He
turned his attention to the grinning Lee who was giving him two
thumbs-up. The weird-looking boy who nobody wanted to
pair up with in art class during 2nd grade. Sasuke
partnered with him and announced to the class that he was the
best partner anyone could get because everyone else was stupid.

Sasuke
gave them both a sincere smile. The 'thank you' beneath
it recognized, no need to be said out loud.

"You
never have to hesitate on us, remember that!" Lee said as
he hooked his arm on sasuke's neck.

Sasuke
nodded.

"Okay!"
Chouji announced. "Because of that, we need to
celebrate!" he began opening a bag of chips, but
Sasuke snatched it quickly.

"Oi,
this is the third." He moved the chips away from
Chouji's reach.

"Aww...
Nooo!" the bigger boy moaned.

"Such
youthfulness! It is indeed a time of celeb-"

"And
no celebrating!" Sasuke yelled as he walked away from the
locker.

"Noooo~"
both boys cried out.

-
o -

Naruto
laughed.

"You
have cool friends," he said on his position at the foot of
Sasuke's bed. He was sitting on the floor, his head on
top of the bed.

"I
know," Sasuke answered. He was sitting cross-legged
on his bed, his back on the headboard, books and notebooks
scattered in front of him. He scribbled something on the
notebook he was holding.

"I
bet they're funny, too," the voice on the opposite side
chuckled. "It'd be great to meet them."

Sasuke
stopped writing and looked at Naruto who was still on the
floor, his face turned towards the ceiling.

"Do
you have any close friends from your old town?" he
inquired.

Naruto
raised his head from the bed and turned to look at Sasuke, a
wistful look on his eyes.

"Yeah,
I do."

He
got up from his position from the floor and flopped in front of
the other boy, stomach first. He placed both his hands
under his chin.

Sasuke
closed the notebook on his hand and placed it on his right
side. He raised his eyebrows at naruto, willing him to
continue.

"I
met them when I was 12."

The
dark-haired boy frowned at the fact that the blonde met his
close friends when he was already twelve. He didn't ask
anything, though.

"They
were both older than me by 4 years." The blonde
rolled to his left, so he was now lying on his back.
"When I first saw them, I thought they were the most
beautiful girls I've ever seen."

Ah,
so his friends were females, Sasuke thought.

"The
two of them, they spoiled me to death," Naruto continued
with a chuckle. "Never a day went by that I didn't
feel like I was very much taken care of..."

"Were
you involved with any of them?" Sasuke blurted and almost
slapped his forehead for not being able to stop himself.

Naruto
tilted his head upwards. "Nah, that'll be like
incest or something. I'm not into that," he stucked
his tongue out. "Plus, i don't wanna be involved
with a heavy puncher or with a mind reader. Too creepy."

"I
see."

The
blonde rolled back to his previous position. He supported
himself with his elbows, but he didn't raise his head to face
the other boy. "It was people like them who made me
realize that my life didn't suck that much," he said in a
sombre tone.

Sasuke
didn't understand, but he felt it. Felt the sadness, the
pain that Naruto must've went thru.

He
reached out his hand to lightly pet Naruto's hair as a form of
reassurance, of comfort...

"I'm
not disturbing anything, am I?"

Sasuke
quickly pulled back his hand at the same time Naruto's head
snapped up towards the direction of the voice.

Sasuke
glared at the intruder leaning lazily on his door. He got
up from his bed and marched towards the door.

"Get
out of my room."

He
heard Naruto straighten himself from the bed.

"But,
you haven't introduced me to your friend yet," the third
person drawled.

"Get.
Out."

"I'm
not leaving until you introduce me to your friend," he
nodded towards Naruto who was now standing by the bed.

Sasuke's
hands fisted and he exhaled sharply as he grudgingly obliged to
the third person's request. He turned towards Naruto.
"Naruto, this is Itachi. The thing that was
born before me," he introduced, his voice full of venom.
"Itachi, Naruto. Now, leave!"

But
before he could shove his older brother out, the other man
sidestepped him and was quick to find his place beside Naruto.

"Hello,
Naruto," he offerred his hand.

"Hey,
howr'ya?" Naruto gladly shook his hand.
"Only someone stupid or blind wouldn't recognize you
two as brothers," his pointed finger darting between the
two Uchihas, "You two look so much alike!"

Apparently,
that was the magic phrase that woken Sasuke from his stupor.
He stomped towards the two and glared daggers at Itachi.

Itachi,
immune to his younger brother's antics, ignored him and stared
at Naruto. He tilted his head to the side, seeming to
contemplate the familiarity in the boy. He couldn't quite
put a finger to it, but that didn't stop him from commenting
about it.

"You
look familiar, Naruto..."

Naruto's
eyes widened at that. He looked away from the older man,
avoiding his gaze.

"R-really?"

The
younger Uchiha was beyond pissed. Itachi had the audacity
to barge into his room and order him to be introduced.
Can't he see that he's making Naruto comfortable? he
mentally seethed.

He
grabbed Itachi's arm and dragged him to the door, away from
Naruto's personal space.

"For
the last time, stay out of my room!" he yelled before he
slammed the door to his brother's face.

"Sorry
about that," he said. "My brother's always been
a weirdo. That's why I never bring friends over."

"Aa,"
Naruto replied as he scratched the back of his neck.

Sasuke
didn't think much of what Itachi must've said or done to make
Naruto nervous. Itachi didn't have to say a word and
people cowered from him. He deeply empathized.

"You
don't like your brother much, huh," Naruto stated rather
obviously.

Sasuke
snorted at the statement.

The
blonde sat on the bed. "Tell me more about it?"

Sasuke
looked at Naruto's smiling face. "Not here. He
might use the information he hears as material against me in
the future."

Naruto
laughed at that. "Okay, then. Let's go out and
grab something. Then, you can tell me everything!"

Sasuke
didn't need to be told twice.

-
o -

A
lone, orange car was parked on the outskirts of Konoha.
It was on top of a hill, overlooking the rest of the town.
Once upon a time, Sasuke would have admitted that it was a
special place. A place his family used to frequent for
picnics back when he used to be a kid, when he used to look up
to Itachi.

The
place was nothing but a vacant, lifeless area now. Just
like his brother.

"Itachi
was the best son any parents could ever have," Sasuke
mused as he and Naruto sat on the hood of the orange car.
Naruto was digging into a pint of strawberries-and-cream
flavored ice cream while Sasuke on a classic vanilla.
Sasuke wanted to point out that they look like two gossiping,
teeny-boppy, high school girls but with the sudden seriousness
in Naruto's demeanor, he decided to keep quiet about it.

"He
has the top grades, good in sports, an effective leader,"
he continued. "Did everything our parents asked him
to. It was always 'Yes, Father' or 'Yes, Mother'.
He wasn't the best, he's the perfect son all parents,
at some point, wished for."

The
raven-haired boy eyed his companion, still intently listening
to him, a forgotten spoonful of ice cream in hand.

"Those
types... They're the worst brother any younger sibling
could ever have," he chuckled bitterly. "I was
never good enough, smart enough... He was the standard my
life was based on."

When
Naruto didn't respond, he went on, "Itachi graduated high
school with top honors. Got accepted at Konoha University
as expected. It was our Father's proudest day."
He stared at the sight below, the city lights twinkling like
stars at a distance. "Why wouldn't he? His
eldest son perfected the mapped-out life he planned."

Sasuke
looked down to his ice cream pint, only to realize that it has
been reduced to a melted state. He wrinkled his nose as
he began to twirl the spoon inside the container.

"Halfway
through college, Itachi had a car accident." Sasuke
frowned as he recalled the incident. "An
accident that involved drugs and alcohol. A parent's
worst nightmare." He sighed. "The doctor
said the alcohol content in his blood exceeded the limit.
There were also traces of marijuana in his blood. Father
didn't believe him."

Sasuke
clearly remembered their Father's livid state when the doctor
implied that the accident was Itachi's fault.

"And
the highlight of that night? Finding out perfect Itachi
wasn't coming to any of his classes for the past six
months," he said, his voice clipped. "He
ditched school for a whole term, spent his tuition fee and
allowance to god-knows-what, he even joined a gang! Can
you believe that?!"

The
image of an unconscious Itachi lying on a hospital bed flashed
to Sasuke's mind.

"Stupid
Itachi," the ounger Uchiha said softly. "If
that was his way of delaing with the pressure Father placed on
him, then he's not worthy of being my older brother."

He
turned to the blonde who just discarded his ice cream and
replaced it with a can of beer. He was smiling.

"You
don't hate your brother," he teased.

Sasuke's
eyebrow twitched.

"Of
course, I hate him! He didn't have to do that! He
almost died! He...he..."

"See,
you don't hate him," Naruto repeated.

Sasuke
frowned and faced forward again. What Naruto said was the
truth. He didn't hate Itachi. He will always be the
brother he looked up to.

Nobody's
perfect, he told himself that when he entered Itachi's hospital
room that day two years ago. His older brother was no
exception. He had a moment of weakness and the way out
that he went for was not a wise decision.

No
one really knew what Itachi wanted to do with his life.
No one bothered to ask him...

But,
he's alive and well at the present. Although Sasuke
wasn't one to think of sentimental values and such, he was
grateful for that particular fact.

Naruto
was right. Sasuke didn't really hate his brother after
all.

-
o -

After
another round of beer, both boys talked about almost everything
under the sun.

Almost.

Sasuke
blinked dazedly as the effects of the alcohol took its toll on
his body. He wasn't going down with a fight, though.
Not until Naruto told him something personal about himself.

"You
haven't told me about your family yet..." he said in the
best sober voice he could muster.

"I
told you, there's nothing to tell," Naruto replied, his
cheeks tinged red from the beer they've been consuming.

"Hmp."

Naruto
rolled his eyes. "Really, Sasuke, there's nothing to
tell... Seeing that I don't know who my real parents are,
were, to begin with..." he trailed off.

"Oh."
Sasuke groaned mentally. "I'm sorry. I didn't
mean-"

The
blonde boy waved him off. "It's alright. Not
your fault." He continued, I was an orphan for as
long as I can remember. I got adopted when I turned 8."

Blue
eyes regarded Sasuke. "Now that you know the premise
of my story, would you still like me to continue?"

The
raven-haired boy merely nodded.

"The
man who adopted me was the best father I could ever ask for.
He was the nicest man I've ever met, probably because he's been
teaching kindergarten for years... He's used to dealing
with brats 24/7," the blonde chuckled.

"We
weren't really well-off back then. A teacher's salary
isn't enough to raise a growing boy, but we were happy..."
The blonde looked down. "He died when I was 12."

Sasuke
was at loss for words. He could only say what he thought
was the most appropriate for the situation. "I'm-"

"Sorry?"
the other boy finished for him. He shrugged.
"Told'ya, it's not your fault. Besides, you were the
one who insisted me to talk about my personal life. So
don't go acting all depressed on me!" He grinned.

Sasuke
thought Naruto's grin didn't quite reach his eyes, or maybe it
was just the alcohol talking. After all, he did have
quite a bit more than what he usually drank.

"They
said it had something to do with the lungs... Probably
got it from overworking and poor living conditions," the
blonde shrugged again. "I wasn't listening closely
enough about the details..."

"What-what
happened to you after?" Sasuke asked.

Naruto
smiled at him. "A family friend of his took me in."
His smile didn't leave him as he turned his gaze back to the
city view. "A big, loud, perverted, old man.
The worst possible grandfather figure I could ever ask for,"
he laughed softly. "Not that I'm complaining.
I love the old man."

"So,
you lived with him then?"

"Yeah,"
the blonde nodded. "He said he'll give me food to
eat and a place to live so long as I work for him."

Sasuke's
eyebrows furrowed. That sounded a bit suspicious.
"What kind of work?'

"Errand
boy," Naruto answered. "I help clean his
office, deliver stuff, make coffee... Nothing a
12-year-old couldn't handle," he explained.

"Aa,"
Sasuke replied. The raven-haired boy blinked slowly, the
action taking a lot more effort than expected.

The
other boy noticed it and snickered. "Oi, Sasuke.
Would you still like me to continue?" He brought his
tanned face closer to the pale one. "Or is my story
boring you so much? You can't even open your eyes!"

Sasuke
huffed. "I may not look like it, but I can still
hear and understand you, idiot!"

Naruto
laughed. "Alright then." He sighed and
went on with the story. "When I turned 15, old man
said he's gonna promote me. For a few weeks, I observed
the job that I was gonna get. He said that's for me to
know if I was ready for it."

"And?"

"Of
course, I took it," the blonde said somewhat proudly.
"You remember the two best friends that I mentioned
earlier? That's where they work, too."

Sasuke
nodded. "I remember. The girls."

"Yep,
the girls," Naruto affirmed. "Unfortunately,
one can't have too many friends in a workplace."

"What
do you mean?"

"People
started talking about me and the old man behind our backs,"
he answered. "Something about favoritism and not
deserving the job..."

"And
then what happened?"

Naruto
shrugged nonchalantly. "Told the old man I'm gonna
look for a different job. Don't want him to be talked
about because of me..." The blonde rolled his eyes.
"Of course, he said no. Said it doesn't matter.
He might not look like it, but he's really a good man."

Sasuke
nodded again and felt the world turn. He willed the
dizziness away. "Seems like it," he managed to
say.

Naruto
grinned at him. "But being the stubborn kid that I
am, I was able to convince him. I told him he doesn't
have to worry 'bout me and that I'm gonna be able to get a job
on my own." He blew blonde bangs away from his
eyes. "I told him that once I'm able to get another
job, I'll work hard and I'll pay him back for everything he has
done for me."

"Let
me guess, he declined," Sasuke said dryly.

"Whoa.
You're good at this," Naruto exclaimed.

Sasuke
only grunted in reply.

"Anyway,
I was able to get myself a job, although the nold man didn't
seem to happy about it..."

Sasuke
leaned back on the car window. He noticed he was
shoulder-to-shoulder with the other boy.

"Why
is that?"

"The
job that I got was similar to the one I had with him," the
blonde explained. "He was hoping I'd stray away from
that business..."

Sasuke
frowned. He was a bit confused. What was wrong
with his job anyway?

"Plus,
I was working for his rival."

Sasuke
hmm-ed, his mind trying to analyze what Naruto said. It
was a little hard, especially since his mind was slowly turning
into mush. And the fact that he was feeling Naruto's body
heat didn't help at all.

Naruto,
who seemed sober enough, much to Sasuke's dismay, continued on
with his story.

"So,
I worked with that other guy... Have to keep on
convincing the old man that I was doing okay there."
He took another swig from his beer. "It took awile
before he could accept it, though."

The
raven-haired boy's head slowly slid to his left and landed
conveniently on Naruto's shoulder. The other boy didn't
seem to mind.

"So,
yeah. Worked with that guy for three years...
Decided I had enough of it... Then, I quit."
He exhaled slowly. "And here I am."

And
then, something clicked on Sasuke's mind. The important
thing that was hovering on the back of his alcohol-induced
brain.

"Idiot,
you didn't tell me what your job was..." he said trying to
minimize the slur in his words.

But
Sasuke was too sleepy, too dizzy, heck, he was even too content
with the way his body was leaning toward Naruto, to care about
the other boy's response. He barely heard the "Nothing
important." reply of the boy beside him nor the mumbled
"When I'm not much of a coward, maybe I will tell you.."
that followed.

Whatever
it was, he didn't bring himself to care. Because at that
moment, sitting beside Naruto on the hood of an orange car
parked on top of a hill overlooking Konoha was enough.

For
now.

-
tbc -

kaesaku:
Sorry, if the writing's a bit off. I haven't written in a
while. I also don't have a beta. Never had one.
So if anyone's interested, message me. Thanks for
reading!
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The Boy Next Door