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Soup's On	By : OfFansAndFlames Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1793 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Sasuke didn't know whom he'd sit with at lunch. He didn't know what would happen, or what today would bring. But Sasuke did know exactly what he needed to do, and nothing would talk him out of it.
This was his first day at school after he had met Orochimaru with Kabuto. After all that had happened since then, from Itachi's surgery to Sasuke's merry little field trip to his old house, it seemed like such a long time ago. He didn't know whether his skipping school would raise flags for Kabuto or not. Sasuke was obviously sick and had missed a few days of school even before their incident with Orochimaru, thanks to that idiot in his bedroom who so frequently forced Sasuke to rest. He was sure that the night of what Sasuke assumed would be his final deal, Kabuto could hear the sickness in his throat. Maybe he had dismissed Sasuke's absence as a fluke.
Sasuke sighed as Kabuto slowly approached him through the halls that grey pony-tailed head drawing nearer. Even looking at him drudged up annoyance and distaste. Kabuto inconspicuously navigated through the throng of high schoolers making their way into the cafeteria for lunch period. The senior finally met Sasuke in the hallway.
He regarded Sasuke unassertively before adding politely, "Hi, Sasuke. I need to talk to you about something."
"Likewise," Sasuke answered simply.
Kabuto tilted his head in mild surprise, browsing the halls momentarily. It was rare for Sasuke to seek Kabuto out.
"400's bathroom in five."
This was their temporary meeting place during this time of day. It was far away from the cafeteria, so it was rarely used during lunch hour. Hopefully their conversation would be uninterrupted.
"Sure."
They parted ways, Sasuke stuffing his anatomy book into his backpack. Would he spend the lunch period in the library again? Perhaps, but if Kabuto tried to intimidate him, he wouldn't let the older male scare him away. What would Kabuto have to say to him this time? He wasn't exactly looking forward to it. Kabuto was already waiting for him when Sasuke entered, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. It seemed that he'd been staring at the door the instant Sasuke entered.
"Hey, Sasuke."
Sasuke grunted.
"Hi."
Kabuto frowned.
"Look, Sasuke… I wanted to say I'm sorry for last Thursday." Kabuto dropped his arms, hoping to assume a more inviting posture before adding, "I really should've given you a heads up."
Sasuke raised a brow, staring at Kabuto skeptically. He'd never heard Kabuto apologize before, but then again, the vast majority of the words out of that guy's mouth served an ulterior motive.
"You should be."
Kabuto's lip twitched, and it was obvious to Sasuke that he was holding his tongue.
"But you were great in there, and it seems like Orochimaru really took a liking to you."
Sasuke grunted.
"And you know, if you ever want to work with him, he's always available."
Sasuke sighed, shifting his weight to his other foot.
"I wasn't going to ask you for this," Kabuto told Sasuke sheepishly, "But the timing works out such as…"
Sasuke stared back at Kabuto flatly.
"Spit it out."
Kabuto did not appreciate being bossed around, and this was obvious. Yet he somehow managed to pull it together, through clenched teeth and a sharp jaw. Sasuke wondered what exactly Kabuto wanted out of him.
"Do you want to make some money? Some real money?"
Sasuke rolled his eyes. This didn't sound good. He'd told himself he didn't want to deal with this asshole anymore. But regardless, would it hurt to satisfy his curiosity?
"I thought I told you to spit it out."
Kabuto huffed under his breath, glaring at Sasuke now. Yes, Sasuke was being insolent. But he didn't want Kabuto to think he could weasel his way back into Sasuke's trust. Now was no time to be soft, and Sasuke would establish his dominance in this situation. It was Kabuto asking something of him, not the other way around.
"A friend of my uncle's is loaded. He's a millionaire. Well, he's leaving for a weekend, and the sucker doesn't even lock his house. He doesn't even have a security system, despite being robbed last year. He's a sitting duck."
Sasuke's eyes widened, and he merely stared back at Kabuto. Sasuke thought he knew what Kabuto was getting at, but he hoped he was wrong.
"Are you…seriously suggesting that we rob someone's house?"
Kabuto sighed, staring towards the ground. This was an act. It had to be.
"Look, I know it sounds bad. But all we need to do is walk in the front door and take a few smaller valuables. No TVs or any shit like that. He has a lot of very expensive jewelry we could pawn off."
Sasuke shook his head, snickering.
"You didn't strike me as the type to be an aspiring comedian, Kabuto."
Kabuto frowned.
"This is an opportunity, Sasuke. You could make thousands. It could change your life."
Yes, he could make thousands. By becoming a criminal. Even if he were still the person he used to be before Naruto entered his life, he still doubted he would have considered this. It was outrageous.
Sasuke scoffed, "I have no doubts that it could change my life."
"I know you've been taking some risks lately. But where has it gotten you? You're a few thousand dollars richer and haven't gotten in one single speck of trouble."
Yes, this was true. But the stakes were ever escalating, and Sasuke was being pushed into being someone else entirely. It was only a matter of time until it caught up with him, and he had responsibilities to others which would be wholly irresponsible to jeopardize.
"Your plan is beyond stupid."
Kabuto smiled at Sasuke, the left side of his lips rising to show a glimmer of teeth.
"Our friends didn't seem to think it was such a ridiculous idea."
Sasuke paused, staring at Kabuto incredulously.
"What?"
For the first time since this conversation had begun, Sasuke sounded affected.
"You heard me," Kabuto sneered. "Karin, Suigetsu, and even Juugo… All of them are in. While you were staying home from school last week nursing your booboos, we came to a decision."
Sasuke was dumbfounded, but more than that… Karin and Suigetsu… Yes, they were stupid. Stupid, easily influenced, and immature. But still… They went to parties together, they shopped together, and they ate together. And Juugo… Juugo was a genuinely good person. He had a decent head on his shoulders, and he'd helped Sasuke through some horrible times (or at least he'd attempted to).
Whether it was embarrassing to admit or not, these people were his friends. And they were going to break into someone's house to steal thousands of dollars' worth of possessions. Perhaps even worse, they were going to do it with this sleezeball, the guy who had casually shoved a loaded .45 into Sasuke's hand just days ago.
It couldn't be true. They were wayward, yes. They drank, shoplifted, smoked weed, and sold soft drugs. But this? This was far beyond the scope of his group's usual rebellion. Maybe this was something Kabuto wouldn't even blink at. But for them… No, they couldn't possibly be that stupid.
"I don't believe that for a fucking second."
"Oh?" Kabuto lifted his brows whimsically, mockingly. "Well, you're free to ask them about it."
Silence. It had to be a lie. Kabuto smirked.
"See, Sasuke. It's not so bad. We'll all be there with you. You don't have to be afraid."
"You think I'm afraid?"
"If you're not afraid, then prove it."
Did Kabuto seriously think that he could talk Sasuke into robbing a house by putting his ego on the line? Sasuke knew he was being underestimated, but he had more pressing things to care about than this loser's opinion of him.
"You've been manipulating people for so long," Sasuke answered, sounding unimpressed. "And still, this is the best you can do?"
"Sasuke…" Kabuto answered, his voice stern now. "Your brother's barely pulling through, and here you are just studying, sleeping, and eating. Do you even give a shit that you're a leech?"
Sasuke lagged. That one… That one had actually hurt. He was a leech. Sure, he'd made a little money on the side, but what was this compared to what Itachi had done for him? It wasn't his responsibility to become Sasuke's parent. Itachi was hardly even an adult. Sasuke was taking his youth away from him, forcing him to become someone so mature for his years. Itachi was suffering because of him, and all he did was eat, study, clean, and sleep.
Sasuke knew that if Kabuto were to manipulate him, this was exactly the thing he should say. It had hit him heavy and hard. This was a weak spot, and Sasuke admitted this to himself. Everyone had weak spots, but that didn't mean he'd allow himself to be controlled.
I'm only fifteen, he'd wanted to say. It's not my fault. I'm doing everything I can.
But he didn't need to explain himself, not to this asshole. That would invite debate. It would tell Kabuto that his words had been effective and put Sasuke on the defensive.
"What happens in my family is none of your concern."
Kabuto laughed. He actually laughed. He stared at Sasuke for several seconds, Sasuke tilting his head was an irate and impatient expression on his face as if to say, "Are you done yet?"
"After your parents got roasted alive? You call that a family? Hilarious."
That fucking son of a bitch… How dare he, Sasuke asked himself venomously. He couldn't allow someone to say such things about his family or his parents. No one was allowed to belittle his parents' death. Kabuto had to pay for his disrespect.
He felt himself regress, remembering how he'd felt when he'd gotten in all of those fights. He remembered breaking Sai's nose, giving some junior a black eye, and the skin of his own lip busting open. When he saw those scars on his body, he remembered, and it satisfied him. He felt the same anger, the same raw energy. His fist clenched so tight that his knuckles whitened and his short nails indented the skin of his palm. He widened his stance and brought back his right shoulder, his body unconsciously preparing him for combat. He wanted to break this asshole's face, so brutally that it would never repair.
But that was how he used to be. He was a child back then, seeing nothing but his own issues and needs. He had responsibilities now, and people to be strong for. He couldn't start fights at school. He'd get suspended, and the school and courts would be on his back in no time. It wasn't about him anymore. He wouldn't do this to his brother, to Naruto, or even to himself.
Furthermore, Sasuke knew that his reaction was part of Kabuto's plan all along. Sasuke's sadistic disposition was no secret to Kabuto. When saying such things, Kabuto probably expected Sasuke to react violently. For some reason, Kabuto wanted to get into a fight with Sasuke, and Sasuke was stubbornly against giving Kabuto what he wanted.
"Yes, I do have a family."
Unlike you.
That had been on the tip of his tongue. Kabuto had left himself wide open for that, but if he was going to insult Kabuto, he'd at least show a little class. He'd remain calm. He wouldn't grant Kabuto the satisfaction of setting him off. Sure, Sasuke didn't have a mother or a father anymore. But he did have one brother, who would do just about anything for him. That was enough.
Yet there was another person… Someone who shared a home with him, a bed…and meals, many meals. The circle was expanding. He wasn't alone now.
Sasuke smiled at Kabuto, and it was genuine.
"And we're doing just fine."
Kabuto was incensed by Sasuke's attitude, stepping towards him angrily. Kabuto's attempts were failing, and he was becoming frustrated. He was losing his cool, his upper lip snagged in a sneer. What control Kabuto lost, Sasuke gained. Sasuke observed Kabuto distantly, seeming almost untouchable.
"You don't believe that. You're not fine, Sasuke. Your so-called family is falling apart at the seams, and you're just sitting back and watching."
Sasuke smirked, "What a simple target you've picked. Your transparency has made you boring."
Kabuto sneered, "But it's true, isn't it?"
Kabuto took another step forward. Sasuke didn't budge, staring directly into Kabuto's eyes.
"I'm not going to defend myself. I don't give a damn what you think, and it's none of your business."
"Alright. Alright then, you're obviously set on being unreasonable. So let me phrase this differently. If you sit this out, I'm never giving you shit again. I'll blacklist you with Orochimaru. You'll be done. If you want to raise money for your brother, you better start mowing lawns."
Sasuke arched his brow.
"Perfect."
"What?" Kabuto asked, his expression demanding an explanation.
"That's what I wanted to discuss with you. Did you think I was bluffing on Thursday?"
Kabuto stepped back, his gaze widening as he understood what Sasuke referred to. Kabuto hadn't taken him seriously. At the time, he really had still been debating whether or not to step out of things with Kabuto. He hated to admit that he could've well come back with a completely different attitude.
"You're a leech, Sasuke."
Kabuto had moved close to him now, staring down at him, their chests pressed together. Kabuto's back faced the door, blocking Sasuke from it. Kabuto was trying to intimidate him. No. Sasuke decided that it wouldn't work like that.
"I'm done. You're useless to me now."
Kabuto shook his head, laughing.
"Hah! Wow, Sasuke. Wow! You have really fucked up."
Sasuke tilted his head back to look at the taller man, his brow elevated in wry distaste, "Kabuto, I have better things to do with my time than listen to a jobless, twenty-one year old high school student lecture me about being a leech. Best of luck."
Sasuke turned away, moving around Kabuto to reach the door. However, just as he passed Kabuto, the senior's fist clenched Sasuke's shirt, yanking Sasuke towards him. They were crammed together now, and Sasuke wondered if Kabuto would attempt to strike him.
"Obviously, you need some time to reconsider. You won't be able to shake me so easily, Uchiha."
Kabuto seemed to think he could push Sasuke around, pulling Sasuke up to meet his height. Sasuke's heels parted with the ground. Keeping his forearm straight and strong, from his elbow to his knuckles, Sasuke knocked Kabuto's hand out of the way, freeing himself before he stormed towards the door.
"Go fuck yourself, Kabuto."
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