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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
9
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1,145
Reviews:
49
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I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
STOP: FATAL ENCOUNTER!
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STOP: FATAL ENCOUNTER!
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Sasuke sighed exhaustedly; the guy on the phone was exasperating him. After he had solved his customer’s main problem, a Bluescreen, a new problem occurred. Naruto’s screen wasn’t dark blue anymore but black! The raven haired man took a deep breath, he had already tried several trouble shootings but none seem to solve the other one’s new problem. Then suddenly he remembered the last possible solution.
“Move your mouse,” the raven demanded. Naruto blinked before he replied in confusion, “I have a cat so I don’t think I have any mice.” Sasuke felt the sudden urge to hit his head against the wall in front of him. ‘Oh come on, idiot! Think for once!’ his mind shouted at the blond on the other end of the line. Unfortunately, Naruto couldn’t read the raven’s mind so he didn’t know that the dark haired male was choking him mentally for being so clueless.
“Dobe, it might be the screensaver! Move your computer mouse!” Sasuke hissed in the phone. Naruto decided to ignore the insult — at least this time. He was too curious to find out whether his computer would work again. “It works! It works! IT WORKS!!!” beamed the overly happy voice on the other end of Sasuke’s line. ‘It’s always the easiest solution,’ the Uchiha sighed again, but this time it was because he was happy that he had solved his costumer’s problems. He would have looked stupid if he hadn’t figured the problems out. After all it was his job to debug computers.
“I’m glad everything works now,” the raven haired man said in a smooth voice, almost purring. Naruto fought back a blush upon hearing his saviour’s voice. It was almost… seductive…?! The blond shook his head. Why the hell was he thinking about the other man like this?! “Umm… yeah, me too,” Naruto replied shyly, unable to get rid of the images that occurred in his head now. With a last ‘Thank you very much’ and a final ‘Goodbye’ both hang up, unable to know that this won’t be their last conversation.
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“Oh come on! This can’t be so difficult!” a loud yell was heard throughout the building in which Uchiha Sasuke worked in. “… What do you mean ‘You don’t have computer’?” The raven haired man obviously wasn’t in a very good mood. “You wanted to print something, isn’t that correct?” The Uchiha attracted his co-workers’ attention as his yell got louder. “What the fuck?! You thought you didn’t need a PC to print something?! How stupid are you?! … No, it’s not enough to only buy a printer!!! YOU. NEED. A. PC. TO. PRINT. SOMETHING. OUT!!! Got it, dumbass?! … Yeah, fuck you too! BYE!!!” the raven haired man yelled a final time before he put the phone down violently. The usual calm and collected man huffed; today wasn’t his day, he had overslept, the bus was late and crowded, someone had stolen his wallet in that crowded vehicle, the policemen were too stupid to understand anything and, last but not least, the lift was out of order, which meant he had to use the stairs to the thirteenth floor.
No, today wasn’t Sasuke’s day at all and something told him, it would even get worse.
“UCHIHA!!!” a loud demanding yell was heard out of another office. Sasuke knew that voice very well. ‘Here it comes…’ the raven sighed exhausted.
“UCHIHA! INTO MY OFFICE! NOW!!!” if possible, they yell got even louder.
Said man stood up slowly and headed towards the office where the deafening shouts were coming from.
“You called for me, Hasegawa-shachou?” Sasuke asked politely while he took a low bow, showing his respect for the older man.
“Obviously I did!!!” his superior continued shouting at him, making the young man wonder what he did wrong. “Just what the hell do you think you’re doing, Uchiha?!” the older male asked; his voice stern and demanding, forcing the younger one to reply.
“Standing here because you called me, I guess…” Sasuke wasn’t sure what the other man wanted to know. Was he called into that office because he was late today? Was he there because he glued a woman’s hands on her keyboard because she kept on grabbing his ass? Or maybe he was there because he ate his superior’s cookies earlier that day?
“I didn’t asked for that, you moron!!!” the older man shouted again; that was obviously not the answer his superior wanted to hear. “I’m talking about the way you’re treating your costumers!”
‘So it isn’t because of the cookies…’ Sasuke merely thought as he nodded his head to fake his attention.
“Do you know that I’ve received twenty complaints about you! TWENTY! And you’ve been working here for only two weeks!” his superior rambled on as he blamed the Uchiha for the company’s drastic loss of reputation. Sasuke nodded in agreement, he wasn’t listening anyway. He knew that his superior was blaming him for anything and everything right now; there wasn’t any point in arguing with the older male, he was too stubborn and Sasuke didn’t want to get fired.
“That’s why, Uchiha, …” the older man calmed down a little bit, although his voice remained stern, “You’ll go to a psychiatrist for the next six month, maybe even longer, starting tomorrow at 6 p.m. Here’s the address and the information on the appointment I’ve made for you.”
Sasuke suddenly realised what the man was talking about. Psychiatrist… he… appointment… six months?! He stopped his agreeing nodding immediately.
“Wait! What? But why do I have to go to a psychiatrist?!” the young Uchiha asked angrily.
The older man’s eyebrow twitched nervously while his enragement rose again. “You heard me, Uchiha! You’ll go to a psychiatrist if you want to keep your job! And don’t think I won’t notice it if you don’t go there! I’m watching you, Uchiha Sasuke!!! And now, go back to work!!!” The older man shouted before he kicked the younger one out of his office, leaving no room for arguments.
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Waah! Unbelievable but true! Today was the day! THAT day! The holy day I’d been looking forward to for so long. I would finally receive my diploma!
My dissertation was excellent, my professor said. Despite the fact that it was quite short, he liked it a lot. It was analytical, logical and well structured; all in all it was perfect, if I may say that. He liked my theories about the different meanings of dreams and the possible effects they might have on a person.
I looked in the mirror, searching for anything that dared to ruin my perfect look. ‘So today,’ I thought as I straightened my clothes, ‘I’ll finally become a psychiatrist.’
When I was satisfied with my appearance I walked out of my small flat. While I locked the door I wondered whether I could move to a bigger flat soon. That place was just too small. Well after all, I’ve been a student up to now.
I sighed softly. Somehow I got nostalgic upon realising that everything would change now. I wouldn’t be a student any longer instead I would be a real psychiatrist. I would have to help my patients very soon and …
I imagined my near future. How would it be like?
Suddenly I remembered. “FUCK!” I screamed as I realised I was going to be late to receive my diploma.
I cursed inwardly for daydreaming and ran as fast as I could.
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Error log file (also known as Author’s note):
First I want to start with some review responses (Thank you all for your support, I LOVE YOU! =^^=)
@ hina88: I’m glad you liked it =^^= Well, as you can read in the second chapter, I had my reasons why Sasuke was being rude to his costumers. Fufufu.
@ ladywolf_Terri: Lol. I’m also the one who’s always responsible for the computer (which means, every time the computer doesn’t work properly I’m the one who will be blamed for…)
@ KiaraNxiar: Oh well, I’ve suffered a lot through computers. My computer is rather old and I have to install Windows XP a couple of times every month. It’s really annoying. That’s why I’m saving my money for a new PC.
@ Shiwasuda: *smirk* As you can see there wasn’t any way he could have got away with the way he treated his costumers. ^^”
@ SharinganEyes: Nah, I do have a heart for Naruto, so of course his computer will work again. ^_^
@ Mukki: As long as I won’t get any sleeping pills my insomnia will continue, but I’ll continue the story even when I sleep (I dream about the storyline) so don’t worry ^_^”.
@ kinkou: Of course I’ve planned more. Fear my evil mind of doom *muahahaha* … Just kidding, just kidding. It’s weird but not that evil. =)
@ chishio_rikka: I doubt I’m a computer genius. In fact I got some bluescreens when I wrote the first chapter. Computers can be quite angry with someone when they write bad things about PCs. *lol*
@ sadistickiss: I’m glad you like the story so far. *Chibi Naruto attack* (so he can be even more adorable. ^__^)
Thank you all for your reviews and ratings (love you, love you, love you!!!) :D
Hmm… Is there anything I need to explain in this chapter?
Shachou is the president of a company, so just for a better explanation.
Well, yeah, poor Sasuke got caught after all. And I bet you all know the psychiatrist he has to go to… Hehe.
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