Lonely Faces (*aka. -Roommates) | Chapter 23
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Chapter 20
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Lonely Faces (*aka. Roommates)
Chapter 20
Kiba followed Naruto through the double doors into the bustling cafeteria beyond, busy with the usual morning breakfast rush. They both got their food and glanced around for a place to sit. Hinata waved enthusiastically from across the room and gestured to the empty bench opposite her. Naruto and Kiba returned her warm smile as they took their seat, looking over their food keenly.
“So, I didn’t get a chance to tell you last night, but there have been quite a few occurrences in the school during your absence.” she whispered.
“Like what?” asked Naruto through a mouthful of ramen, seeming vaguely interested; Hinata often regaled them with the schools latest gossip.
“Well, you know that guy who always wears eye-shadow, he looks sorta like an Emo, kinda glares at people all the time?”
“Oh, the raccoon kid. What’s his name … Gaara!”
“That’s the one.” she replied, nodding as she leaned in conspiratorially. “Well apparently he’s gay, and his boyfriend of sorts got angry at him because he didn’t want to go to some alliance meeting or something that he was organizing. They had a huge shouting match in the cafeteria and the whole school found out he was gay. After that someone tried to jump his boyfriend and Gaara beat the crap out of them.”
Kiba and Naruto were listening now with rapt attention as Hinata continued.
“After that, they seemed to have patched things up. The boyfriend, some weird kid with big eyebrows that has been putting together this alliance meeting, apparently got quite a few people to agree to go to this thing.”
“Bushy-brows and Raccoon-face!? Now there’s an odd couple …” mused Naruto, skewing a piece of pork on the end of his chopsticks and shoving it in his mouth.
“He came to our place last night, after you left.” said Kiba. “Wants us to be his guests of honor.”
“… Oh.” said Hinata, pursing her lips. She looked as though she were deliberating whether to tell them something or not.
“What is it?” asked Naruto, tilting his head slightly.
She shook her head. “Oh, it’s nothing. I’ve got to go meet up with some friends, I’ll see you later.”
Hinata got up and left the table with a short wave to which the pair responded by waving back. Kiba pondered her reluctance to tell them what was on her mind until Naruto suggested they go to the mall and restock on school supplies for the next day.
-
After an eventful trip to the mall; Naruto had gotten the hem of his shirt caught in the escalator railing and the manager had to shut it down for 15 minutes to get him unstuck, they spent an anticlimactic late afternoon in their dorm room watching movies on Kiba’s laptop and eating popcorn from the machine in the common room.
Naruto suggested they watch a few romantic classics while Kiba said he’d prefer if they watched some horror flicks. They struck a compromise and their night was filled with sappy lovers and chainsaw wielding zombies, an odd mixture that they found strangely appealing, perhaps they were just wishing that the victims of the said chainsaw wielding zombies happened to be the adoring couples from films past.
Their evening wound down with the viewing of one of Naruto’s personal favorites: Casablanca. Kiba rolled his eyes animatedly as Naruto mouthed every word of the film without fault. Kiba had a hard time believing that it was considered the most romantic movie classic of all time; he found it a rather asinine and overall boring experience. He sighed and put his arm comfortingly around the blond as his eyes filled with tears at the final scene. The main character was telling the woman he loved to board a plane and be with another man, and that if she stayed, she would be in danger from the Nazis.
Naruto stretched out a hand dramatically and held an imaginary chin in his fingers.
“Now now … Here’s looking at you kid.” he said, his voice weak.
The woman on the screen, tears welling under her eyes, turned and headed for the plane. She got in and it took off, leaving the man she truly loved on the ground. The picture ended with the man narrowly avoiding discovery for smuggling the two out of the country and the monitor darkened at credits rolled over the display.
“I love that movie!” said Naruto, wiping the moister building up on his cheeks with the back of his hands.
Kiba got up from the couch after shutting off the computer, stretching as he let out a low moan.
“I’m hitting the sack.” he announced, waddling with rigid muscles to his cot.
“Unless you have other ideas…” he added in a sly voice as he made sure to climb as seductively as he could into his bed.
Naruto frowned at him. “Nah, we’ve got a big day ahead tomorrow. We should get some sleep.”
He walked over to his own bed, grinning as he saw Kiba’s overly pouty expression and large puppy-dog eyes.
“Sorry, that cutesy stuff isn’t going to work with me tonight; I’ve just had a day full of sappy stories … and demonic beings from other realms …”
They both laughed as Naruto extinguished his lamp, throwing the room into darkness.
-
The next morning, Kiba and Naruto, forgetting to set their alarm clock, rushed to the first class of the day, abstaining from eating breakfast lest they be further behind. They opened the door to Professor Hatake’s period one English, and let out a sigh of relief as they noticed that the teacher was not yet in and the students were still talking amongst themselves. They took their usual seats next to each other and waited patiently for the teacher to arrive.
Professor Kakashi Hatake was well known for his tardiness, there was a common joke amongst the students and teachers that they would expect an English teacher to be more “punctual”. But more known than his poor attendance was his lecherous tendencies; he was often seen with the latest issue of Make Out Paradise and flirting ostentatiously with the other teachers, of either gender. None of the students mentioned anything about it in front of him for fear of invoking the teacher’s wrath.
The white haired man finally walked into the class five minutes later and a hush fell over the students as he began to write their assignment on the board.
He turned to the class and gestured extravagantly around the room. “I hope you all had a good Winter Holiday. Today we will start where we left off before the break. Please open your books to page 567 and read the section on dialects of Old English.”
There was a shuffling of papers as the students opened their books to the appropriate page and the professor walked around to the front of his desk and sat on it. He crossed his legs and pulled out a tattered copy of Make Out Paradise, raising it to his face in order to read it for the umpteenth time.
Kiba had just turned to the instructed page when the classroom door burst open and a tall man with long brown hair, pulled back in a pony-tail and a scar across the bridge of his nose walked in. He didn’t look very pleased.
“Can I have a word with you Professor Hatake?” he asked, almost every syllable dripping with venom.
The white-haired man got up and strode towards him. “Sure, what is it Iruka-bear?”
The brunet teacher flushed and glared at the giggling students. He turned his back on the class and brought Kakashi with him, whispering in a horse tones that Kiba and Naruto couldn’t hear from their position at the back of the room.
Iruka crossed his arms and turned his head away indignantly. Kakashi put his arm on his back and said something in his ear that made him look back, blushing. Iruka pointed a finger at him and murmured something else inaudible, to which the Hatake put up his hands defensively, talking back with pleading eyes.
Kiba held his ribs to keep from laughing as Naruto bit his finger to stop his own sniggering; the display was quite entertaining. It concluded when Iruka stomped out of the room and slammed the door behind him.
Kakashi sighed and turned back to the class. “Ok people. Show’s over. Return to your assigned reading.”
The class obeyed with a slight moan of discontent and set their eyes back to the books before them.
-
After the last class of the day, Kiba joined Naruto in their dorm room before heading down to the cafeteria for dinner. They ate with Hinata and Kiba again questioned her about her thoughts at breakfast, but she once more told them that is was nothing.
Once they were done their supper, Kiba and Naruto played video games against each other on their laptops until eight o’clock, when Naruto announced that they should leave for the meeting.
When Kiba paled and stood, Naruto threw him a worried glance. “You don’t have to go if you don’t want to …”
“No, we’re going. We have to. I can’t be doing this all the time.”
Naruto nodded and held out hand, smiling warmly. Kiba took it, returning the smile as he wove his fingers with Naruto’s.
Naruto placed a chase kiss on the brunet’s cheek before opening the door and making their way to the alliance meeting.
-
Naruto knocked at the door of room 145 and waited for a response. A few seconds later, the door opened to reveal Lee, a glimmering smile in place that would put a Christmas tree to shame.
“Ah, please, come in. Help yourself to some of the refreshments. You’re the first to arrive.” he informed them, stepping back as they walked through the door.
Naruto glanced around the room and shuttered slightly. The room looked exactly like those he visited when attending his Drug-users Anonymous assemblies. There was about twenty chairs, all gathered in a circle facing inwards. One of the seats was occupied by a glowering boy with red hair and dark circles under his eyes; Gaara.
Kiba strode purposefully forward and took a seat at the circle. Naruto, after pausing at the table of snacks, sat next to him, handing him a cup of punch.
“Here, drink. You don’t look so good.”
Kiba mumbled a thank you and took the cup, sipping once.
Naruto looked back at the other occupant of the circle and flinched when he found that the read-head was glaring at him.
Naruto looked away awkwardly and Lee caught his gaze as he took a seat next the brooding figure.
He smiled at them and crossed his legs. “We’re just waiting for the others to arrive.”
At that moment there was another knock at the door and Lee sprang to his feet, racing for the door.
Naruto looked over to see who the newcomer was, and immediately regretted doing so.
Sasuke Uchiha walked in, smirking haughtily as he surveyed the room.
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Lonely Faces (*aka. Roommates)
Chapter 20
Kiba followed Naruto through the double doors into the bustling cafeteria beyond, busy with the usual morning breakfast rush. They both got their food and glanced around for a place to sit. Hinata waved enthusiastically from across the room and gestured to the empty bench opposite her. Naruto and Kiba returned her warm smile as they took their seat, looking over their food keenly.
“So, I didn’t get a chance to tell you last night, but there have been quite a few occurrences in the school during your absence.” she whispered.
“Like what?” asked Naruto through a mouthful of ramen, seeming vaguely interested; Hinata often regaled them with the schools latest gossip.
“Well, you know that guy who always wears eye-shadow, he looks sorta like an Emo, kinda glares at people all the time?”
“Oh, the raccoon kid. What’s his name … Gaara!”
“That’s the one.” she replied, nodding as she leaned in conspiratorially. “Well apparently he’s gay, and his boyfriend of sorts got angry at him because he didn’t want to go to some alliance meeting or something that he was organizing. They had a huge shouting match in the cafeteria and the whole school found out he was gay. After that someone tried to jump his boyfriend and Gaara beat the crap out of them.”
Kiba and Naruto were listening now with rapt attention as Hinata continued.
“After that, they seemed to have patched things up. The boyfriend, some weird kid with big eyebrows that has been putting together this alliance meeting, apparently got quite a few people to agree to go to this thing.”
“Bushy-brows and Raccoon-face!? Now there’s an odd couple …” mused Naruto, skewing a piece of pork on the end of his chopsticks and shoving it in his mouth.
“He came to our place last night, after you left.” said Kiba. “Wants us to be his guests of honor.”
“… Oh.” said Hinata, pursing her lips. She looked as though she were deliberating whether to tell them something or not.
“What is it?” asked Naruto, tilting his head slightly.
She shook her head. “Oh, it’s nothing. I’ve got to go meet up with some friends, I’ll see you later.”
Hinata got up and left the table with a short wave to which the pair responded by waving back. Kiba pondered her reluctance to tell them what was on her mind until Naruto suggested they go to the mall and restock on school supplies for the next day.
-
After an eventful trip to the mall; Naruto had gotten the hem of his shirt caught in the escalator railing and the manager had to shut it down for 15 minutes to get him unstuck, they spent an anticlimactic late afternoon in their dorm room watching movies on Kiba’s laptop and eating popcorn from the machine in the common room.
Naruto suggested they watch a few romantic classics while Kiba said he’d prefer if they watched some horror flicks. They struck a compromise and their night was filled with sappy lovers and chainsaw wielding zombies, an odd mixture that they found strangely appealing, perhaps they were just wishing that the victims of the said chainsaw wielding zombies happened to be the adoring couples from films past.
Their evening wound down with the viewing of one of Naruto’s personal favorites: Casablanca. Kiba rolled his eyes animatedly as Naruto mouthed every word of the film without fault. Kiba had a hard time believing that it was considered the most romantic movie classic of all time; he found it a rather asinine and overall boring experience. He sighed and put his arm comfortingly around the blond as his eyes filled with tears at the final scene. The main character was telling the woman he loved to board a plane and be with another man, and that if she stayed, she would be in danger from the Nazis.
Naruto stretched out a hand dramatically and held an imaginary chin in his fingers.
“Now now … Here’s looking at you kid.” he said, his voice weak.
The woman on the screen, tears welling under her eyes, turned and headed for the plane. She got in and it took off, leaving the man she truly loved on the ground. The picture ended with the man narrowly avoiding discovery for smuggling the two out of the country and the monitor darkened at credits rolled over the display.
“I love that movie!” said Naruto, wiping the moister building up on his cheeks with the back of his hands.
Kiba got up from the couch after shutting off the computer, stretching as he let out a low moan.
“I’m hitting the sack.” he announced, waddling with rigid muscles to his cot.
“Unless you have other ideas…” he added in a sly voice as he made sure to climb as seductively as he could into his bed.
Naruto frowned at him. “Nah, we’ve got a big day ahead tomorrow. We should get some sleep.”
He walked over to his own bed, grinning as he saw Kiba’s overly pouty expression and large puppy-dog eyes.
“Sorry, that cutesy stuff isn’t going to work with me tonight; I’ve just had a day full of sappy stories … and demonic beings from other realms …”
They both laughed as Naruto extinguished his lamp, throwing the room into darkness.
-
The next morning, Kiba and Naruto, forgetting to set their alarm clock, rushed to the first class of the day, abstaining from eating breakfast lest they be further behind. They opened the door to Professor Hatake’s period one English, and let out a sigh of relief as they noticed that the teacher was not yet in and the students were still talking amongst themselves. They took their usual seats next to each other and waited patiently for the teacher to arrive.
Professor Kakashi Hatake was well known for his tardiness, there was a common joke amongst the students and teachers that they would expect an English teacher to be more “punctual”. But more known than his poor attendance was his lecherous tendencies; he was often seen with the latest issue of Make Out Paradise and flirting ostentatiously with the other teachers, of either gender. None of the students mentioned anything about it in front of him for fear of invoking the teacher’s wrath.
The white haired man finally walked into the class five minutes later and a hush fell over the students as he began to write their assignment on the board.
He turned to the class and gestured extravagantly around the room. “I hope you all had a good Winter Holiday. Today we will start where we left off before the break. Please open your books to page 567 and read the section on dialects of Old English.”
There was a shuffling of papers as the students opened their books to the appropriate page and the professor walked around to the front of his desk and sat on it. He crossed his legs and pulled out a tattered copy of Make Out Paradise, raising it to his face in order to read it for the umpteenth time.
Kiba had just turned to the instructed page when the classroom door burst open and a tall man with long brown hair, pulled back in a pony-tail and a scar across the bridge of his nose walked in. He didn’t look very pleased.
“Can I have a word with you Professor Hatake?” he asked, almost every syllable dripping with venom.
The white-haired man got up and strode towards him. “Sure, what is it Iruka-bear?”
The brunet teacher flushed and glared at the giggling students. He turned his back on the class and brought Kakashi with him, whispering in a horse tones that Kiba and Naruto couldn’t hear from their position at the back of the room.
Iruka crossed his arms and turned his head away indignantly. Kakashi put his arm on his back and said something in his ear that made him look back, blushing. Iruka pointed a finger at him and murmured something else inaudible, to which the Hatake put up his hands defensively, talking back with pleading eyes.
Kiba held his ribs to keep from laughing as Naruto bit his finger to stop his own sniggering; the display was quite entertaining. It concluded when Iruka stomped out of the room and slammed the door behind him.
Kakashi sighed and turned back to the class. “Ok people. Show’s over. Return to your assigned reading.”
The class obeyed with a slight moan of discontent and set their eyes back to the books before them.
-
After the last class of the day, Kiba joined Naruto in their dorm room before heading down to the cafeteria for dinner. They ate with Hinata and Kiba again questioned her about her thoughts at breakfast, but she once more told them that is was nothing.
Once they were done their supper, Kiba and Naruto played video games against each other on their laptops until eight o’clock, when Naruto announced that they should leave for the meeting.
When Kiba paled and stood, Naruto threw him a worried glance. “You don’t have to go if you don’t want to …”
“No, we’re going. We have to. I can’t be doing this all the time.”
Naruto nodded and held out hand, smiling warmly. Kiba took it, returning the smile as he wove his fingers with Naruto’s.
Naruto placed a chase kiss on the brunet’s cheek before opening the door and making their way to the alliance meeting.
-
Naruto knocked at the door of room 145 and waited for a response. A few seconds later, the door opened to reveal Lee, a glimmering smile in place that would put a Christmas tree to shame.
“Ah, please, come in. Help yourself to some of the refreshments. You’re the first to arrive.” he informed them, stepping back as they walked through the door.
Naruto glanced around the room and shuttered slightly. The room looked exactly like those he visited when attending his Drug-users Anonymous assemblies. There was about twenty chairs, all gathered in a circle facing inwards. One of the seats was occupied by a glowering boy with red hair and dark circles under his eyes; Gaara.
Kiba strode purposefully forward and took a seat at the circle. Naruto, after pausing at the table of snacks, sat next to him, handing him a cup of punch.
“Here, drink. You don’t look so good.”
Kiba mumbled a thank you and took the cup, sipping once.
Naruto looked back at the other occupant of the circle and flinched when he found that the read-head was glaring at him.
Naruto looked away awkwardly and Lee caught his gaze as he took a seat next the brooding figure.
He smiled at them and crossed his legs. “We’re just waiting for the others to arrive.”
At that moment there was another knock at the door and Lee sprang to his feet, racing for the door.
Naruto looked over to see who the newcomer was, and immediately regretted doing so.
Sasuke Uchiha walked in, smirking haughtily as he surveyed the room.
_____
A/N: Sorry again that this took a while. If anyone would like to be added to the subscription list, where they will receive an e-mail notification of new chapters, please send me a message at naughtytech@hotmail.co.uk saying so.