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The Last Year	By : Royality Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1088 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"Eh, you don't have a phone?" Naruto tucked the black touch-screen back into his pants pocket. "That's cool, but you'll have to get one soon. We should go shopping this weekend."
"This..weekend?"
"What? You're not free?"
"Well, I'll have to ask Itachi..."
"Ah, that's right. You live with your brother now."
Sasuke gave a nod, turning to look around the yard. "Yeah. We should head back."
"Yeah, alright. See ya later." Giving a wave to the girls, Naruto followed Sasuke from the back of the school. Sakura and Hinata could only watch as the boys chatted with each other out of ear shot. Sasuke seemed to be enjoying himself, even honestly smiling and laughing at whatever Naruto was talking about. The rest of the day seemed to go by as normal, as if Sasuke had always been there. People paid attention when he was asked to stand and read out-loud. His dark eyes focused on the board and then to his notebook as he scribbled down notes. Every so often, they would look over to his left, watching Naruto daydream out of the window.
At the end of the day, the students stood and bowed to Mr. Iruka, before being allowed to gather their books and backpacks. It was still a bit warm outside, it being early September. As soon as they were able, most of the boys undid their black uniform overcoats. Naruto was no exception, wearing a white t-shirt underneath. Sasuke only undid the first two buttons, sighing in relief that he was finally able to go home. "Hey, did you keep up okay?" Naruto had grabbed his backpack and walked over to Sasuke from the racks. In the middle of changing shoes, Sasuke looked up.
"Huh? Keep up?"
"You know, school started in April really. You're a semester behind."
"Oh...Yeah, I was fine. I went to school until I moved."
"Oh...so...you went to another school? You going to keep in touch with your friends?"
"...It...was a home tutor. I did the tests, that's all. I'm actually a bit ahead of you..."
Scoffing, Naruto laughed. "Really? You can tutor me then. Hey, so about this weekend? How am I suppose to get a hold of you?"
"Oh...right. I do have a phone, I just didn't want Sakura to know it. Here, let me put it in for you."
Holding out his hand, Sasuke waited to be passed the phone from Naruto's pocket. Slowly, the blonde slipped it over, but was curious as to why all the secrecy.
"Oh! You don't want your brother to know that girls are calling you! Ha! I get it!"
While typing his information into Naruto's phone, Sasuke shrugged. "Yeah, that's a good reason too. Here." Handing it back, Sasuke gave a smile and a wave as he turned around to leave.
"Yeah, bye..." Looking to his cell, Naruto scrolled though until he found Sasuke's name. The name, phone number, and e-mail address was filled out, but the home address was left blank. Naruto left soon afterwards, looking around for Sasuke, but he was nowhere to be found. Sighing, the blonde turned to make the journey back to his own home. He had to change clothes and get to work that night. Most people knew that Naruto still lived in the orphanage, though he had his own room in the upper floors now. He use to stay in the communal area with the rest of the children until he started middle school. Now, he had his own place in the attic, and actually worked part-time to bring money in for himself.
The building was run by Director Kakashi, an orphan in his own rights. He, like Naruto, spent most of his life in this very building after his father committed suicide."Yo, Naruto." Walking in through the director's door, Naruto gave a wave.
"I just wanted to let you know I'm off to work."
"Still work at the convenient store?"
"Yep."
"Alright, don't work too late. It's a school night." While sitting in his chair, the director flipped another page in his book. The white hair and eye patch made him look dashing, sort of like a pirate in a nice suit. It was a shame that he was such a pervert. While most of the women thought Kakashi was a playboy, Naruto had the misfortune of walking in on Mr. Iruka and Director Kakashi...entangled over the large, wooden desk. Even thinking about it now, it gave Naruto the chills. It was like catching your parents in the act for him. Not...that he opposed...but just the same.
Afterschool at the local store was pretty boring. Naruto did mostly grunt work, mopping and restocking. He was good at heavy lifting and manual labor. In the midst of cleaning up, he would occasional check his phone for messages. To his surprise, Sasuke never texted him. Feeling annoyed, he finally sent a quick message before getting back to ringing out the mop.
"Itz me, Naruto. Just making sure u hav my #" After a few minutes, there was a buzzing from Naruto's back pocket.
"Got it Thx"
"U busy?"
"Sorta U?"
"@ Work lol"
"U Bum Get back 2 work"
":P lol"
"Naruto!"
"Huh?"
"Stop texting your girlfriend and restock those shelves!"
"Y..YES sir! Sorry!" Waiting for the balding boss to get around the corner, Naruto managed to send one more text. "lol got in trouble! Boss said ur my gf! LOL! GTG! >:D "
"Girlfriend, huh?" Tapping out of his touch-screen, Sasuke gave a little sigh. It was harder to breath in the smoky room he was in, while sitting in a far booth at a bar. He was in a black suit, a navy blue silk shirt underneath. The first few buttons were open, exposing the collarbone. Sitting around him were several other men and women. Directly next to Sasuke was his older brother, Itachi. After tucking the phone away into his jacket pocket, Sasuke stood and took a deep bow of apology. "Sorry, but I must be off."
Itachi looked to his younger brother, only giving a polite smile. "Yes, you shouldn't stay out too late. Business has concluded, so take the car. I'll be home when I can."
"Yes, brother. Excuse me." He had to step past a few women, who eyed him with the same intentions that he saw on Sakura's face earlier that day. They were older women, painted up and dressed in expensive clothes and make-up. The Yazuka wives wore black, silk kimonos, while the new girlfriends wore short, shimmering dresses. It was easy to tell who was part of the family, and who was there for the free rides. He could hear the comments on how he was still just a kid on his way out the door, but didn't mind. He had come back specially, just to be like everyone else.
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