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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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By the time that Sasuke, Karin, and Suigetsu were able to process this, Kabuto’s fully grown body was rammed backwards, colliding with the table behind them. A girl shrieked, jumping to the side to avoid being smashed between her chair and the table edge. With a loud screech, the entire table skewed backward, two soda cans falling over and spilling over the ground. Kabuto righted himself quickly, moving forward just a step. The shock had subsided now, his face portraying arrogance and anger as blood streamed down Kabuto’s nose. He took several strides to run for Juugo, the starting slow and gaining momentum, his fist already raised.
But Juugo was too fast for him. He tore Kabuto back towards him by the collar, the jolt causing Kabuto’s feet to falter. Juugo delivered a brutal uppercut to Kabuto’s jaw, the clacking of his teeth loud in the cafeteria.
“Fight! Fight!”
A group started chanting on the opposite side of the cafeteria. Others joined.
“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”
The cafeteria was in an uproar, students hollering and cheering, some towards the back of the room even standing on their chairs to get a better view. Suigetsu, Karin, and Sasuke glanced at each other, none of them appearing overly concerned. After all, the man had just insulted all four of them and had even stooped to threatening Sasuke. Collectively, they held not a morsel of sympathy towards Kabuto.
“…Holy shit,” Suigetsu said, equally surprised and amused.
Sasuke gave a self-satisfied snicker. God, he had waited so long to see that snake’s smug, duplicitous face smashed in. And here he was, in a cafeteria, getting his twenty-one year old ass handed to him in front of their entire school. Sasuke was hard-pressed to think of anything more humiliating. However, Juugo… He hoped that this wouldn’t come back to haunt him.
“Hah!” Karin laughed, pointing at Kabuto. She seemed even less caring towards Kabuto than Suigetsu had.
Kabuto stumbled back, his fists up in boxing position to protect his face, panting. He ran forward, sneakers padding against the linoleum floor, shouting, aiming upwards for Juugo’s face. Kabuto must have known there was no holding back, not with Juugo. He smashed into Juugo’s cheek, but Juugo seemed unfazed, as if he hadn’t even noticed the blow. Kabuto had left half of his face unprotected as he risked that punch, hoping to have disturbed Juugo at least enough so that he could recuperate his stance. Tired and distracted, he let his other fist fall just below his jawbone.
“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”
Their classmates craved for so much more than homework, these dull white walls, and anti-drug posters. This was action. Sasuke’s posse wanted this as well, but for different reasons entirely. The room was electric. Kabuto was panting and beaten, but he wasn’t running away. At the very least, Sasuke gave him credit for that. It furthermore proved convenient, as Sasuke quite enjoyed observing Kabuto’s humiliation and pain.
Juugo seized the opportunity instinctively, pummeling the side of Kabuto’s face. Kabuto twisted to the side, his glasses falling flying several feet from his face onto the ground. A gash was now dribbling blood from Kabuto’s left cheek. Kabuto didn’t have time to right himself. His unaided eyes were hardly able to decipher Juugo’s form. Juugo slammed forward, all of the weight in his body channeled into tackling him just the way he’d tackled so many opponents on the football field. Kabuto fell on the ground and slid out, hitting his head on one of the chair poles.
Sasuke, Suigetsu, and Karin all glanced at each other uneasily. What was… Wasn’t this going a little far? They’d wanted Kabuto to learn a lesson, but what would be the consequences if Juugo put Kabuto in serious danger? In front of their entire school, no less.
“Fight! Fight…”
The demanding shouts for action were dwindling. Many had stopped shouting and were now quietly speaking among themselves. Some had even fallen silent completely.
“He gets the idea,” Sasuke spoke authoritatively, loudly. “That’s enough.”
It wasn’t that Sasuke was worried for Kabuto. It was just that for Juugo to do this, in front of everyone, when Kabuto was clearly no threat to him… Sasuke had almost gotten sent to juvie for breaking someone’s nose in a fair fight. Granted, it was a repeated offense on Sasuke’s part, but Juugo could still get himself into one hell of a lot of trouble here. Kabuto was most certainly not worth it.
Unaffected, Juugo slammed his sneaker into Kabuto’s side, causing Kabuto to hack out, “What the fuck is wrong with you?!” Kabuto’s voice cracked as he attempted to blindly worm away from Juugo. “Are you fucking crazy?!”
Juugo kicked Kabuto again. Why wasn’t he listening to Sasuke? Kabuto couldn’t get up. Juugo wouldn’t let him.
“That’s enough, Juugo!” Sasuke shouted urgently.
No reaction.
“Juugo…” Karin said quietly, stunned. “Juugo!,” she added, more loudly, approaching Juugo to hold him back. Suigetsu grabbed Karin and pulled her aside, quickly moving her out of Juugo’s way. They couldn’t explain why, but all three of them realized that Juugo was dangerous now, and not only to Kabuto. What the hell was going on?
Suigetsu wrapped his arms around Juugo’s waist, futilely trying to pull Juugo back. Juugo pulled Kabuto up off the floor again just slightly, to get another solid punch in on his face, which was now half covered in blood.
“Get the fuck off of me, you lunatic!”
Sasuke grabbed Juugo’s bicep, bracing himself and attempting to stop the punch from behind. But Juugo’s arm moved forward with full speed, causing Sasuke to fly with him for several feet. He was forced to let go and spin off to the side to avoid falling on Kabuto. There was no way… Not even Suigetsu and Sasuke combined… Juugo was just too strong. And where the hell were the teachers?
“Dude! Stop!” Suigetsu yelled desperately from just behind Juugo, to his side. He frantically waved his arms, as if this would garner Juugo’s attention.
The cafeteria had gone completely silent, only the sounds of Juugo’s grunting as he pummeled Kabuto, Kabuto’s panting, and the other three’s protestations filling the room. Juugo began to kick at Kabuto’s sides again, and the man started hacking raspily.
“I’m sorry, okay!” Kabuto attempted to shout, using all volume at his disposal. “I’m sorry!”
Perhaps Kabuto too had realized that he had misjudged Juugo. No one in that room knew what Juugo’s real limits were.
“Juugo! Please!” Karin screamed. “Please just stop! Stop!”
Suigetsu and Sasuke both pulled at Juugo…useless. What was everyone doing? This was happening so quickly.
“Someone get a teacher!” Sasuke commanded the mass of stunned and useless onlookers.
“Stop! You’re gonna k-”
“Suigetsu,” Sasuke loudly interrupted with an icy glare. If Suigetsu had finished that sentence… If he had said that Juugo might kill Kabuto in front of all of those people… Juugo had no alibi. There was no telling what they’d do with him. Suigetsu glanced back at Sasuke, nodding.
“Stop! I’m s-sorry! I’m sorry! St-stop,” Kabuto implored, his voice being lost to hacking. It was clear that speaking wasn’t coming easily now. “Stop…”
Kabuto could hardly be heard anymore over the sound of Juugo’s foot impacting his ribcage. And that’s when Juugo brought his knee up, stomping on Kabuto’s stilling body.
Sasuke’s jaw dropped as he realized how serious this was becoming, the voices around him beginning to blur. What was Juugo doing? Sasuke had always pegged him to be the gentle giant sort. He had no idea Juugo was even capable of doing this, of continuing to destroy someone who was begging for mercy. Kabuto was showing less and less resistance. At this rate… Kabuto would have to go to the hospital, at the very least. But was it possible… Was he going to watch one of his best friends kill someone?
And why? Why was this happening? Where the fuck were the teachers? Why was everyone just sitting there watching all of this?
Sasuke knew what needed to be done. He released Juugo from behind and walked around towards Juugo’s front, a position no one else dared hold.
“Sasuke, no! Sasuke!” Karin screamed.
Karin was terrified for Sasuke’s safety. In another state of mind, maybe Sasuke would have heeded her warning. Would he become the next target of Juugo’s blind fury? But he knew why Juugo was in this fight. It was to protect him. Whatever state of mind Juugo was in… Sasuke didn’t understand. But Juugo seemed to be out of even his own control now. He’d sat with him on the swings that night hoping to save Juugo from making a grave error, one that could ruin his life. This moment was no different.
So he braced himself in front of Juugo. Juugo didn’t notice him, but Sasuke refused to be ignored. Kabuto’s quieting body contorted between them, Juugo focusing on it exclusively with a detached and manic grin. There was no time now for shouting and persuasions. The situation was escalating too quickly.
“Dude, get back!” Suigetsu warned.
Sasuke channeled all force from his feet, up through his legs, his rotating hips, his trunk, his shoulder, his arm, then finally his fist into one of the most impressive and well-aimed punches he’d thrown in his life. It was a punch Juugo might have blocked, if only he had been aware of Sasuke’s presence to begin with. Sasuke’s fist drove into Juugo’s eye socket, and Sasuke could feel all the weight and strength his friend possessed as their body’s collided.
“STOP!” Sasuke roared, so loudly that his vocal cords threatened to crack.
The sophomore’s breath was shaky, but his resolve was redouble. He intimidated even the onlookers, despite or maybe even because of Sasuke’s small size compared to Juugo. His obsidian eyes stared at Juugo with raw determination and stubbornness. Without exception, every eye in the cafeteria was fastened on the two students. Finally, for the first time since Juugo had attacked Kabuto, his eyes turned away from his victim and met Sasuke’s. The cafeteria had never been so silent before during lunch hours, with only Kabuto’s labored, raspy, and depressed breathing interrupting it. They stared at each other, Sasuke’s eyes yearning for answers. Why had Juugo done this? What was the matter with him? His brows knit and a deep frown on his face, Juugo’s glassy eyes spoke only shock and hurt.
Now… Of course, now the telltale and hurried footsteps approaching.
“Oh my god!” a male and most certainly adult voice spoke.
It was Sasuke’s old pre-algebra teacher, followed by the vice principal, Asuma Sarutobi. If only they’d come a minute earlier… Mr. Sarutobi could have definitely taken care of things. He was almost as large as Juugo.
Juugo gazed back at Sasuke in dumb shock, then looked down at his hands, palms up, trembling and smeared with blood. His eyes drifted over to Kabuto’s body, then looked back at Sasuke questioningly. The intensity of Sasuke’s own gaze faltered, befuddled. What was with that look? Why did Juugo look so disoriented?
Juugo stared back at the mess vapidly, and a moment of realization seemed to strike him as his eyes flickered back at Sasuke, brows knit. They weren’t given time to speak. The teachers were hustling Juugo out now, and Juugo stumbled along obediently, dazed. Sasuke forgot about Suigetsu, Karin, and the hoard of students still staring at them. He could do nothing but stare as Juugo was taken away. If only Juugo could have spoken to him… What was going on in Juugo’s brain? But the vice principal lingered behind.
“You three, come with me.”
Mr. Sarutobi walked forward, smelling of smoke as always.
“Where are we going?” Karin asked.
Heads turned as their classmates followed the three’s exit from the crowded room.
“The principal’s office,” Asuma replied, refusing to use anything other than his father’s title with other students.
Sasuke had been so distracted that he’d forgotten about his current legal situation. He had gone to court for punching someone in the face. That’s the reason he worked at the soup kitchen to begin with, narrowly missing a lengthy stay in juvenile hall. And here he was, decking someone in the face in front of his entire school, only four months later. Shit.
Sasuke didn’t regret his decision, at least not currently. He knew that it had to be done, lest something unspeakable occur. Karin and Suigetsu didn’t seem much affected by being taken back to the principal’s office; they always were trouble makers anyhow. Suigetsu seemed to realize Sasuke’s situation first, glancing back at Sasuke with slight concern. Sasuke turned away stubbornly, wishing to divulge no more of his thought process than was necessary.
The cafeteria doors shut loudly behind them, and a buzz of chatter resumed, barely audible behind the three of them. The halls were deserted. Everyone had run to the cafeteria for the fight. What sort of mess had Sasuke gotten himself into? The four walked silently, escorted into a waiting room with several chairs. The principal’s office lay beyond the dark green painted door.
“Suigetsu, Karin, you’ll talk to Principal Sarutobi separately.”
The two nodded. The door opened, and Sasuke could see a crack of the familiar office. He’d been there many times before, but never once since his altercation with Sai. Karin waved him farewell.
“I’m going to tend to everyone else now,” Asuma told Sasuke.
Sasuke knew what this was. Asuma was probably going to determine what would happen with Juugo, who hopefully was no longer dangerous. He was also likely gleaning information from the hundreds of eye witnesses. Of course, Asuma wouldn’t tell Sasuke this, but Sasuke didn’t press. Asuma walked towards the door, turning around and glancing at Sasuke hesitantly before leaving. How much had Asuma seen? Asuma, however, said nothing before exiting.
After all of the action of this lunch period, it felt strange for Sasuke to be alone. He strained to hear the conversation behind Principal Sarutobi’s door, but he heard barely a mumble. He took in a deep breath, kicking his left leg out sulkily. He shouldn’t be here. He hated the way the schooling system worked. It didn’t matter why Sasuke threw that punch. The fact was that he did, and that was generally enough for punishment. They checked out their box on their forms and heeded government regulations, and here he was, right or wrong.
The fact that he was here because he had possibly saved Kabuto’s life did nothing to make him feel any better. A part of him wished he’d just let Juugo get rid of that thorn in his side. He didn’t give a damn about Kabuto. It was Juugo he’d been concerned about.
Sasuke didn’t know when or if Juugo would have stopped. He recalled the look Juugo gave him after he had punched him. When Juugo took in Kabuto’s presence, he seemed surprised to have the man’s body, bloodied and stilling beneath him. Was it really possible that Juugo had forgotten everything? Had Juugo even been aware of what he was doing in the moment? He seemed detached, blindly driven by impulse. Juugo had snapped. Sasuke didn’t know whether this was simply repressed anger, or if there was something seriously wrong with his friend. Just days ago, Sasuke discovered that Juugo actually cared about school, was getting held back a year, and had dyslexia. What other secrets might he be keeping?
Sasuke supposed he was foolish to believe that he was the only one hiding something. Sasuke was keeping many secrets from many people, ranging from dead parents to stowaway hobos to drug dealing, depending on who the audience was. He’d assumed he was in a class of his own. He was special. Yeah, his friends could keep their own secrets, Sasuke was certain. But how deep could these secrets possibly run? After all, they were just normal teenagers.
His thoughts drifted from that to his current situation. Sasuke had obviously been trying to break up the fight, as he was sure many people could vouch for him. Yet he had still thrown a punch, and not out of self-defense. If he were to get sent to court… There was a good chance he’d end up in juvenile hall after all. And what would happen to Naruto? Would his brother lose custody of him? He hoped that Karin and Suigetsu hadn’t said anything stupid.
Sasuke bit his cheek, preventing himself from catastrophizing. The chair was uncomfortable, digging into his tailbone as he looked at the stale off-white wall around him. Whatever happened, he was sure he could adapt. He knew he could handle suspension, or expulsion, or even juvenile hall. He was brave, and there was no changing his situation now. He only worried about those who might be caught in the crossfire, like Naruto and Itachi.
Time stretched until Karin and Suigetsu finally left the room. They waved, leaving the door open as they walked out the room.
“See you later, Sasuke,” Karin said quietly.
Sasuke cast them a questioning look. Had things gone well? Karin looked to Suigetsu, who shrugged sheepishly.
With their exit, the Asuma entered the waiting room once again.
“I just have something to relay to the principal,” Asuma told Sasuke. “It won’t be long.”
Of course. It would’ve taken an idiot not to realize that they were comparing stories. Asuma had probably talked to a few uninvolved classmates, as well as Juugo. It only took about ten minutes until Asuma left the office, walking through the waiting room and opening the door to the hallway. Again, he looked at Sasuke before leaving.
“Good luck, Sasuke,” he said gruffly, before closing the door and leaving Sasuke in silence.
The door was open. Sasuke walked towards it, slowly, wishing he could turn around and leave. He wrapped on the door twice.
“Come in,” the principal’s rough and low voice announced. His voice sounded similar to his son’s.
Sasuke walked into the familiar office, two plush chairs seated in front of Principal Sarutobi’s long desk. Sasuke took the seat closest to the principal, whose chin rested on interlaced fingers. His hair and beard had both gone white, but anyone who mistook him for senile would pay dearly. He had eyes that saw through the hackneyed excuses of his students and remembered each one of the hundreds by name. Sasuke took a seat, assuming proper posture. The man stared at Sasuke, his mouth hidden by his hands.
Finally, he spoke, in a level and steady voice, "So, Mr. Uchiha, from what I've heard, you assaulted another student in the cafeteria. Is that correct?"
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