Okay, So I guess I'll be updating about once a week or so, okay? Anyways, just so you know, every chapter is on different days, except if otherwise noted.
Disclaimer: Naruto no es mio. Ese hombre no es mio. (lol)
The Broken Oven
"Ne ne, Shikamaru, he came today again. With that damn rose, buying those damn cookies. I told myself, 'Today! I'll tell him what I feel no matter what, for sure!' And I didn't. Ah, Shikamaru, stop writing, listen, you have to help me!"
He had been trying to ignore Naruto the moment he entered Shikamaru's surprisingly clean apartment. Temari hated disorganization – something which Shikamaru felt was related to her job – being his editor. She efficiently set everything back in proper order in his house. That god forsaken woman just barged in here before Naruto and demanded the next chapter of his current book while he laid out on his roof staring at the clouds, and then had the nerve to clean! Now all his hard work was strewn somewhere in one of the several rooms, and he couldn't find it. Well, he could, but he didn't want to. And now Naruto was here interrupting his important thoughts with his unimportant love problems. Troublesome.
"Your fault. You both are stupid." please please shut up, Shikamaru thought.
"Ano, but what if he likes someone else. I don't think I can take that kind of rejection."
"What are you talking about, Naruto? Sakura rejected you many times, and you were fine."
"Yeah yeah, but what I feel for Sasuke-bastard is different. Sakura was a dumb crush. Sasuke isn't. Wah! I feel so lonely and hopeless!" Naruto threw himself over the table Shikamaru was using.
"Stop being over dramatic. Hey! Hey! Stop slobbering over my papers!"
"No! Stop writing! Come on, let's go get some ramen. Let's go bother Ino and Chouji."
"I don't have time for troublesome stuff like that. Call Sasuke, tell him you're bored."
"But I don't have his number." Naruto got off the table and sat down, minute pout in place.
"Then call Iruka, he had Kakashi's number. And Kakashi lives with Sasuke, no?
"Yeah, I guess I cou – WHAT! Iruka has KAKASHI'S number!"
This was just not Shikamaru's day. He internally asked for Temari's forgiveness. He really tried to write out the next chapter. He really did, "This is so troublesome... they've been going out for a while now. Haven't you noticed? Doesn't take a genius."
"I didn't. That's why Iruka doesn't come over anymore. Everyone has left me!"
"No one has left you. Iruka just goes out on dates. Now leave me! I do want to be left alone."
Grinning one last time, Naruto stood up, gave Shikamaru one huge hug, and went on his merry way.
"I'm gonna call Sasuke! Thanks Shikamaru!"
"Che, whatever."
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"Soo 'ruka, what do you want to watch?" Kakashi maybe smiled? at Iruka expectantly.
"'ruka? That's not my name."
"I know, but it fits your small height."
Ignoring the insult, Iruka looked up at the listings. It'd be funny if they watched one of those movies Sasuke was in. What was his last one about? A ninja who wants to kill his brother? Something like that.
"Here, let's watch Sasuke's new movie, 'Konoha'." (1)
"Hmm, I heard it's up for an Oscar. You know, Sasuke wants to bring Naruto to watch his movie, and how cool and dramatic he is in it. Isn't that conceited?"
"Yeah, well, you're conceited too."
"I have a right to be. I'm good looking, and I know it."
"Just buy the tickets."
Kakashi's eye formed a comical "U" as he aimed to touch Iruka's butt when he turned around to answer a call on his cell phone. Sadly, Iruka walked off to the popcorn area. Damn. And he had been so close.
"Hello?"
"IRUKA! ARE YOU WITH KAKASHI?" Iruka's ears... he could feel them bleed.
"Naruto, dammit. People hold cellphones really freaking close to their ears! Don't YELL!"
"Oww, Iruka, you shouldn't yell. That hurt."
"Dear god..."
"Anyways. Saa, are you with Kakashi?"
"Yeah, why? Wait. Who told you?"
"Shikamaru. I annoyed him for a while."
"Oh."
"Yeah, so, can you have him give me Sasuke's number?"
"Really? Umm... I guess.. what do you want it for?"
"Why are you hanging out with the pervert?" Iruka could hear Naruto snickering.
"Okay, you win. I'll go ask him."
"Yay! Thanks Iruka. And be careful. The other day, I saw his hand go for your butt. His one eye was all weird looking too."
"Is that so? Oh wait, here, ask him." there was some rummaging and crackle, a pained moan, and then a really anguished sounding Kakashi, "Ye-yeah?"
"Hey, Kakashi, may I have Sasuke-bastard's number? I-- wanna hang out with him. I'm bored. And he said I could call him when I wanted to."
Although he was really hurting due to Iruka's well aimed kick at his happy place (which wasn't so happy anymore) his one eye glimmered at Naruto's proposal. Sasuke would more than just say yes. He'd take the boy half the world away just to entertain him. But, we can't let him know that.
"He's always soo busy, 'ruto."
"'ruto?"
"It fits your small height."
"I'm not small! Just some people are strangely tall!"
"Whatever. Are you sure you want to call him? He's very grumpy."
"Like I said. He told me I could call him, and if the bastard gets mad, then he shouldn't be telling people to call him! He 'hn-ed' at me when I asked. It was a yes 'hn' you know? I'm sure it was a yes 'hn'."
"Sure, then. Call him at your own risk."
"Hey hey, does he have a girlfriend that he's busy with? I don't want t-"
"What are you talking about? He doesn't date anyone."
"Eh? Then who are those roses for?" Naruto's heart did a little somersault.
"What roses? Oh, those roses. You just gotta ask him. He'd shoot me if I told anyone."
"That's weird. So his number is..."
"It's 135-6810." (2)
"Got it! Now stop trying to touch Iruka's butt!"
"You told him that?"
"Yeah, bye!"
That twerp! No wonder Iruka hit him. That kid should be glad he wasn't one of Kakashi's former students.
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Though he had played it nice and smooth, Naruto really was very nervous. He had dialed Sasuke's number many times, that he had memorized it. Yet every time it rang, or when he had enough courage to keep it near his ear, someone answered, and he'd hang up. Getting Sasuke-bastard's number had been easy, and somewhat weird, but actually talking to him was hard.
On the other hand, Sasuke did not let the phone go. He knew who was calling and hanging up, he was rich after all, and could afford Caller I.D. It read Uzumaki. He knew only one Uzumaki, he was sure, and it was the one he liked. But why did the dead-last hang up every time? Did he not want to talk to Sasuke? That's why Sasuke didn't want to call back, he didn't want to make any stupid assumptions. (Never minding the fact that he was making one right now.)
Itachi sat on the other corner of the grand living room. He was pondering whether he should put his brother out of his misery or not. A quick stab at the neck... One poisoned cup of dammed milk ... Throwing him out the window...
The ringing was bothersome. And Sasuke just stared and stared. First his stupid little brother wanted some milk, now he was just staring at the phone like he'd never seen it before. Who the hell was this boy he liked, and could he kill him for making his brother addicted to cookies?
"Answer it. Before I really kill you. Like in that movie."
"But didn't I kill you?"
"You dreamed of killing me. There's a difference."
"Hn." he picked up the phone. His brother was looking scary. Where was his mom?
"What?"
Naruto twitched. He had finally stopped being a coward and let the phone ring without hanging up. And he gets a "what"? Damn Sasuke-bastard, his children, and his children's children, for good measure.
"Alright, see if I EVER call you again!"
"Wait! Naruto, crap... that's just how I answer the phone."
"That's rude, bastard."
"Great. What is it?"
"Okay okay, bastard, listen. I'm bored. Like really bored. I closed my shop early today. Konohamaru blew up one of my ovens after you left. Nah, he didn't really blow it up, just sort of broke it. Yeah, so I have nothing to do and everyone else if being lovey-dovey and hanging out with everyone else. You want to do something, hang out?" rambling had always been one of Naruto's better traits.With that overload of information, Sasuke filtered the important bits and the not-so important bits. From what he gathered, it seemed like Naruto wanted to 'hang out'. This was very promising.
"And do what, dobe?" Naruto regretted teaching Sasuke that specific word.
"I'm not a dobe, bastard. And I don't know. Get some ramen?"
"Ramen?"
"Yeah, at the Japanese district. They have this AMAZING beef ramen. I've only been there once, and I've been craving for it ever since."
"Hn. Fine. As long as..." Sasuke paused, he wasn't sure if he should say it or not.
"As long as what?"
"As long as it's... a date."
There was a hard thump at Naruto's side of the phone. Okay, he maybe shouldn't have said it. Oh well.
Yeah. This chapter was really weird. I'm feeling weird, laughing at some silly Naruto icon. There's one with Sasuke saying "I'm bringing sexy back" it made my day.
Thanks to everyone who reviewed, and also read, even if you didn't review. But this time around, if you don't mind... review?
Take care.