A New Life
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
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889
Reviews:
54
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Chapter three
Ch3
AN: first I would like to say that I am now being betaed by the wonderfully talented Makkura arashi. I recommend her stories to … everyone!
Warning: warm and fluffys ahead…oh and just as a reminder this story is (will be) Yaoi, if you don’t like smexy BL, why are you here?
He was walking behind the young man, whom he had dubbed as The Porcelain God with a Unhappy Face. Really, it was as if he were following a work of art, someone who should be a statue. Then again, there really wasn’t much a difference between as statue and Uchiha Sasuke.
Yes he moved, and yes he wore clothes. But, he was certainly as talkative as a statue. The boy hadn’t said a word to Naruto. All he had done was grab Naruto’s duffle and walk out of the office. If it hadn’t been for Shizune, Naruto probably wouldn’t have realized that he was supposed to follow the guy. All in all, Naruto had come to the realization that his suitemate, despite being gorgeous, had a huge stick permanently lodged in his rectum. It just made the guy into a bastard.
Why couldn’t he just be friendly? Instead he just secreted this aura of bastard-ly-ness; one that left Naruto feeling even more dejected than normal. They walked down the long and ornate hallways of the academy. Up, down, right, left- Naruto was escorted, until they found themselves outside in the cool evening air.
“Hurry up, you’re slow… Dobe” Sasuke stated his voice completely monotone. He continued to walk at a rather fast pace.
“Hey don’t call me that, you… you…. Bastard!” Yeah take that teme! Take that with you and the silver spoon lodged in your ass!
“How very original” Sasuke continued with a slight smattering of disinterest in his voice. He continued to walk. Naruto continued to follow.
Not like I really have a choice here.
Soon they had reached the back door of the boy’s dormitory, or rather residence hall as the administration preferred to call it. Sasuke swiped a card in the door’s security lock and they walked into the building. Beginning the journey up the beautifully carved wooden staircase.
They continued to walk up the overly ornate stairwell until they reached the third floor landing. Sasuke opened that door as well and continued to walk down the third floor hall. Naturally, not bothering to hold the door open for Naruto. Then they stopped at a door.
This door looked like all the other doors along the hall. It was wood, had a doorknob, with a little golden plaque that had the room number, 314, written on it. Bellow the plaque was two names, one was Sasuke’s the other was Naruto’s.
It may not seem like a particularly important thing to note, but the fact that Naruto’s name was on that door was very important to Naruto. It was the first time in his life that his name had been given importance, the first time that his name had been emblazoned in gold lettering. It gave his name importance, a purpose, and a place that was his.
Beyond that door was his place, a spot in the world set-aside especially for him. It wasn’t a small closet that he had to share with a mop and broom, like at his great uncle Gene’s. He wasn’t an imposition here. He had a place. His name was on that door. Beyond that door was something that was half his. It was as if he was being welcomed home, only to no home he had ever been to before.
The door was opened and Naruto was lead inside to a sitting room. Surprisingly, the room was not as overstated as the rest of the school seemed to be. It looked comfortable…homey even.
Two of the walls were painted a sort of sage green, as where the other two were a soft cream. The floor was covered in a thick sand colored carpet, which 20 years ago would have been called shag but was now stylishly dubbed frieze carpet. The furniture of the room included two overstuffed chairs in a dark plum color and a large couch that was a similar green to the walls. The only decoration on the walls came in the form of a rather simple window dressing, and the four doors that lined the walls.
The first door was the one they had entered from. The second was open and the tile floor of the bathroom could be seen. The other two doors were closed. Beyond those two doors lay two bedrooms, one that Sasuke had occupied since the beginning of the year, and the other one was for Naruto.
Sasuke strode in and dropped Naruto’s bag on the floor. “Hey that’s my stuff!” exclaimed Naruto as he grabbed his bag from the floor and held it close to his chest. He has no right to do that with my stuff! Over the years Naruto had learned to hold the few positions he had close. He was protective of the old t-shirts, the single battered book, and the two polaroids that made up his only worldly belongings. They were his and he didn’t want anyone, particularly him, touching, let alone badgering his stuff.
“Whatever, dobe.” Sasuke paused and looked at Naruto’s single bag. “The servants will bring the rest of your belongings up in the morning.”
“This is all my stuff”
“Pathetic” Sasuke turned and opened one of the bedroom doors, walked through, and closed it behind him with a soft thud.
Naruto was left standing there with his bag and uniform held firmly to his chest. I really don’t like this guy. Why did I have to get stuck with that for a suitemate. What a bastard!
Sasuke’s door creaked open. “Oh, by the way. If you ever bother me I will make your life hell.” Sasuke smirked. “Dobe.”
“What an asshole” Naruto mumbled as he walked towards the twin door on the other side of the room.
He stood bewildered at the threshold of the bedroom and he was shocked. Dropping his bag on the floor he surveyed the room. This can’t be right. The bed was made; there were towels on the towel rack. Some one had taken the time to place a very interesting abstract rug on the ground even. But that was only the start.
There was a mini fridge in one corner, with a microwave on top of it. A cardboard box sat next to them. The box was filled with all sorts of goodies. There was popcorn, cereal, pop tarts, and even ramen. Beautiful tasty ramen! Ramen, ramen, ramen! Yummy yummy in my tummy, R-A-M-E-N!
There was even a laptop sitting on a desk. Noticing that the laptop was turned on and humming happily, Naruto approached the machine. He moved the mouse briefly as the screen flickered on from its sleep mode. On the screen was a note:
Naruto,
Since I am writing this before I actually meet you, this letter may seem a bit awkward. I am going to make certain assumptions regarding what I would have said when I met you this afternoon. And, because of this, I would like to apologize for yelling at you. (Yes I am sure that I would have yelled at you, about what I do not know, but habits are difficult to brake.)
Secondly I would like to say welcome. I hope that you like your room. Shizune and I tried to make sure you had all the “necessary” comforts. You know bedding, food, soap, etc. If we have forgotten anything do not hesitate to call me on your cell phone (on the charger next to your bed.) I took the liberty of having Shizune input the numbers that you can contact me in the address book. Also, this laptop is yours. In fact everything in this room is now yours. You may rearrange the stuff, as you like.
Oh, and there is 50$ in the desk drawer, as a weekly allowance.
See you tomorrow.
Tsunade
---
Naruto read over the letter several times, making sure that he missed nothing. All of this is mine? What’s the catch? It wasn’t that Naruto suffered from paranoia. It was just that this was the sort of thing that happened to other people. Not him, not Uzumaki Naruto, the Demon, the monster. All of this must be for some other Uzumaki Naruto; they must have him confused for someone else. But they hadn’t.
He walked over to the large comfortable looking 4-poster bed and fell backward onto it with a plop. This had to be the most pleasant thing on earth. He sunk into it and didn’t want to get up.
So, he didn’t. He just drifted off to sleep, not even bothering to pull up the covers or take off his clothes. It was just so perfect, that he didn’t have to.
This bed was his, this room was his, and he had ramen. He was more content than he ever remembered being. Everything bad in the world could wait for another day, right now Naruto just slept on a bed, in a room that was better than any cloud nine.
----
Alia: fa la la la la
Kakashi: I believe that etiquette demands that you whistle innocently and deny your guilt.
Alia: I don’t know what you are talking about.
Kakashi: yes you do.
Alia: *whistles innocently and walk by*
Kakashi: exactly *goes back to reading his book*
Ok, so here I am apologizing for this (1) very short chapter, (2) very excessive time for update, and (3) having a life.
ok, so since I have apologized I shall explain a little bit. About three weeks ago I agreed to dog/house/cat/turtle sit for my aunt and her partner. Needles to say during my time at my aunt’s I got nothing done. You see, she has this wonderful thing called “On demand”. And I was graced with the opportunity to watch all of Big love, and Weeds, as well as every movie on Starz I’ve been dieing to see… and all without commercials. Needless to say, I watched more TV in that week and a half than I have over the past year. This in combination of doing my Homework for marketing has pushed my release of chapters a lot father back then I intended. I sorry!
And now for my review responses, because you took the time, so will I!
Reyn ---I’m glad you liked that line, it was just too irresistible, and a very Tsunade thing to say. And im sorry for making you wait.
Reno’s_Lover--- Well it is just too hard to not abuse our favorite little fox, and Sasuke is always willing to help.
Llyong--- keep reading. It may be a bit of a cliché start, but I hope to keep everyone interested with a few twists in the future.
Miki--- *big smiles* glad you liked the defense mechanism, and the descriptions. I’ve been worried that I am getting way too descripty, but I promise there is reasons why I tell you some things (like naruto’s bed). And as for the term padawan, it comes from Star Wars (my previous obsession). I got her very addicted to Star Wars, just as she has gotten me into Naruto. And yes, He is one hott piece of ass *wink* Keep reading! (That way we can figure out just how far that bean pole is)
Hello- Sorry it took so long, and sorry this chap is short, but at least it is all warm and fuzzy.
Xzanayu --- hmm, I wonder. Sorry this chap took so long.
Rslover --- I am glad u r enjoying. And I cant wait either (is a perv also)
blue-genjutsu---really, you hope that? Glad ur enjoying.
Don’t you hate it when half the story is review responces! Lol, anyway remember the three Rs… Read, Rate, Review!
AN: first I would like to say that I am now being betaed by the wonderfully talented Makkura arashi. I recommend her stories to … everyone!
Warning: warm and fluffys ahead…oh and just as a reminder this story is (will be) Yaoi, if you don’t like smexy BL, why are you here?
He was walking behind the young man, whom he had dubbed as The Porcelain God with a Unhappy Face. Really, it was as if he were following a work of art, someone who should be a statue. Then again, there really wasn’t much a difference between as statue and Uchiha Sasuke.
Yes he moved, and yes he wore clothes. But, he was certainly as talkative as a statue. The boy hadn’t said a word to Naruto. All he had done was grab Naruto’s duffle and walk out of the office. If it hadn’t been for Shizune, Naruto probably wouldn’t have realized that he was supposed to follow the guy. All in all, Naruto had come to the realization that his suitemate, despite being gorgeous, had a huge stick permanently lodged in his rectum. It just made the guy into a bastard.
Why couldn’t he just be friendly? Instead he just secreted this aura of bastard-ly-ness; one that left Naruto feeling even more dejected than normal. They walked down the long and ornate hallways of the academy. Up, down, right, left- Naruto was escorted, until they found themselves outside in the cool evening air.
“Hurry up, you’re slow… Dobe” Sasuke stated his voice completely monotone. He continued to walk at a rather fast pace.
“Hey don’t call me that, you… you…. Bastard!” Yeah take that teme! Take that with you and the silver spoon lodged in your ass!
“How very original” Sasuke continued with a slight smattering of disinterest in his voice. He continued to walk. Naruto continued to follow.
Not like I really have a choice here.
Soon they had reached the back door of the boy’s dormitory, or rather residence hall as the administration preferred to call it. Sasuke swiped a card in the door’s security lock and they walked into the building. Beginning the journey up the beautifully carved wooden staircase.
They continued to walk up the overly ornate stairwell until they reached the third floor landing. Sasuke opened that door as well and continued to walk down the third floor hall. Naturally, not bothering to hold the door open for Naruto. Then they stopped at a door.
This door looked like all the other doors along the hall. It was wood, had a doorknob, with a little golden plaque that had the room number, 314, written on it. Bellow the plaque was two names, one was Sasuke’s the other was Naruto’s.
It may not seem like a particularly important thing to note, but the fact that Naruto’s name was on that door was very important to Naruto. It was the first time in his life that his name had been given importance, the first time that his name had been emblazoned in gold lettering. It gave his name importance, a purpose, and a place that was his.
Beyond that door was his place, a spot in the world set-aside especially for him. It wasn’t a small closet that he had to share with a mop and broom, like at his great uncle Gene’s. He wasn’t an imposition here. He had a place. His name was on that door. Beyond that door was something that was half his. It was as if he was being welcomed home, only to no home he had ever been to before.
The door was opened and Naruto was lead inside to a sitting room. Surprisingly, the room was not as overstated as the rest of the school seemed to be. It looked comfortable…homey even.
Two of the walls were painted a sort of sage green, as where the other two were a soft cream. The floor was covered in a thick sand colored carpet, which 20 years ago would have been called shag but was now stylishly dubbed frieze carpet. The furniture of the room included two overstuffed chairs in a dark plum color and a large couch that was a similar green to the walls. The only decoration on the walls came in the form of a rather simple window dressing, and the four doors that lined the walls.
The first door was the one they had entered from. The second was open and the tile floor of the bathroom could be seen. The other two doors were closed. Beyond those two doors lay two bedrooms, one that Sasuke had occupied since the beginning of the year, and the other one was for Naruto.
Sasuke strode in and dropped Naruto’s bag on the floor. “Hey that’s my stuff!” exclaimed Naruto as he grabbed his bag from the floor and held it close to his chest. He has no right to do that with my stuff! Over the years Naruto had learned to hold the few positions he had close. He was protective of the old t-shirts, the single battered book, and the two polaroids that made up his only worldly belongings. They were his and he didn’t want anyone, particularly him, touching, let alone badgering his stuff.
“Whatever, dobe.” Sasuke paused and looked at Naruto’s single bag. “The servants will bring the rest of your belongings up in the morning.”
“This is all my stuff”
“Pathetic” Sasuke turned and opened one of the bedroom doors, walked through, and closed it behind him with a soft thud.
Naruto was left standing there with his bag and uniform held firmly to his chest. I really don’t like this guy. Why did I have to get stuck with that for a suitemate. What a bastard!
Sasuke’s door creaked open. “Oh, by the way. If you ever bother me I will make your life hell.” Sasuke smirked. “Dobe.”
“What an asshole” Naruto mumbled as he walked towards the twin door on the other side of the room.
He stood bewildered at the threshold of the bedroom and he was shocked. Dropping his bag on the floor he surveyed the room. This can’t be right. The bed was made; there were towels on the towel rack. Some one had taken the time to place a very interesting abstract rug on the ground even. But that was only the start.
There was a mini fridge in one corner, with a microwave on top of it. A cardboard box sat next to them. The box was filled with all sorts of goodies. There was popcorn, cereal, pop tarts, and even ramen. Beautiful tasty ramen! Ramen, ramen, ramen! Yummy yummy in my tummy, R-A-M-E-N!
There was even a laptop sitting on a desk. Noticing that the laptop was turned on and humming happily, Naruto approached the machine. He moved the mouse briefly as the screen flickered on from its sleep mode. On the screen was a note:
Naruto,
Since I am writing this before I actually meet you, this letter may seem a bit awkward. I am going to make certain assumptions regarding what I would have said when I met you this afternoon. And, because of this, I would like to apologize for yelling at you. (Yes I am sure that I would have yelled at you, about what I do not know, but habits are difficult to brake.)
Secondly I would like to say welcome. I hope that you like your room. Shizune and I tried to make sure you had all the “necessary” comforts. You know bedding, food, soap, etc. If we have forgotten anything do not hesitate to call me on your cell phone (on the charger next to your bed.) I took the liberty of having Shizune input the numbers that you can contact me in the address book. Also, this laptop is yours. In fact everything in this room is now yours. You may rearrange the stuff, as you like.
Oh, and there is 50$ in the desk drawer, as a weekly allowance.
See you tomorrow.
Tsunade
---
Naruto read over the letter several times, making sure that he missed nothing. All of this is mine? What’s the catch? It wasn’t that Naruto suffered from paranoia. It was just that this was the sort of thing that happened to other people. Not him, not Uzumaki Naruto, the Demon, the monster. All of this must be for some other Uzumaki Naruto; they must have him confused for someone else. But they hadn’t.
He walked over to the large comfortable looking 4-poster bed and fell backward onto it with a plop. This had to be the most pleasant thing on earth. He sunk into it and didn’t want to get up.
So, he didn’t. He just drifted off to sleep, not even bothering to pull up the covers or take off his clothes. It was just so perfect, that he didn’t have to.
This bed was his, this room was his, and he had ramen. He was more content than he ever remembered being. Everything bad in the world could wait for another day, right now Naruto just slept on a bed, in a room that was better than any cloud nine.
----
Alia: fa la la la la
Kakashi: I believe that etiquette demands that you whistle innocently and deny your guilt.
Alia: I don’t know what you are talking about.
Kakashi: yes you do.
Alia: *whistles innocently and walk by*
Kakashi: exactly *goes back to reading his book*
Ok, so here I am apologizing for this (1) very short chapter, (2) very excessive time for update, and (3) having a life.
ok, so since I have apologized I shall explain a little bit. About three weeks ago I agreed to dog/house/cat/turtle sit for my aunt and her partner. Needles to say during my time at my aunt’s I got nothing done. You see, she has this wonderful thing called “On demand”. And I was graced with the opportunity to watch all of Big love, and Weeds, as well as every movie on Starz I’ve been dieing to see… and all without commercials. Needless to say, I watched more TV in that week and a half than I have over the past year. This in combination of doing my Homework for marketing has pushed my release of chapters a lot father back then I intended. I sorry!
And now for my review responses, because you took the time, so will I!
Reyn ---I’m glad you liked that line, it was just too irresistible, and a very Tsunade thing to say. And im sorry for making you wait.
Reno’s_Lover--- Well it is just too hard to not abuse our favorite little fox, and Sasuke is always willing to help.
Llyong--- keep reading. It may be a bit of a cliché start, but I hope to keep everyone interested with a few twists in the future.
Miki--- *big smiles* glad you liked the defense mechanism, and the descriptions. I’ve been worried that I am getting way too descripty, but I promise there is reasons why I tell you some things (like naruto’s bed). And as for the term padawan, it comes from Star Wars (my previous obsession). I got her very addicted to Star Wars, just as she has gotten me into Naruto. And yes, He is one hott piece of ass *wink* Keep reading! (That way we can figure out just how far that bean pole is)
Hello- Sorry it took so long, and sorry this chap is short, but at least it is all warm and fuzzy.
Xzanayu --- hmm, I wonder. Sorry this chap took so long.
Rslover --- I am glad u r enjoying. And I cant wait either (is a perv also)
blue-genjutsu---really, you hope that? Glad ur enjoying.
Don’t you hate it when half the story is review responces! Lol, anyway remember the three Rs… Read, Rate, Review!