Naru/Sasu SongFic. Saga

A/N: First I would like to start of by pointing out how overwhelmingly hetero pop culture is! This song is an old favorite of mine and I was thrilled it popped up on this challenge, but it's quite obviously about a girl, so I will be changing the female aspect of it to male as I'm typing the lyrics in. I do suggest seriously listening to this song if you've never heard it. It's very catchy! Aslo! When listening to this song, I prefer the: Live at Abbey Road version (the raw quality of it suits what I'm aiming for a bit better), but the lyrics differ just a tad from album the version, you know how artists like to pull little switch ups on you when they're live! :P I have attempted to catch the differences and type them in properly so forgive me if I misheard anything, their accents are so thiiik! Well enjoy! link to song and vid. on youtube: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KX_HJEfdCf0

 

Midnight Essence: Haha! JUST sat down to write when I got your review! Hooray for even more motivation! I really appreciate you taking time to share your thoughts! <3 When I get caught up in a particular story I will update quicker than even I thought I could. And yes Sasuke ran...What a little rat bastard! But I figured I'd had him far too Ooc for his own good for a little too long! As for the background stories! Thank you for noticing it. I'm not one to just directly put out the whole situation at once. Mystery may not be Naruto's game but it sure as hell is mine! :P Think of the tidbits like cookies! I share cookies every now and then, but cookies are cookies as we all know...So not givin them all up, let alone givin them all up at once! ^.~ Looook at me rambling! Blah blah blah!....

 

Here goes! Get yer Brittish rock socks on!

 

 

Ch 3

Song: Naive

Artist: The Kooks

 

I'm not saying its your fault...

 

Naruto awoke with a start. Someone was shaking him vigorously. Groggily he rolled over, forgetting momentarily where he'd drifted into sleep and fell face first onto the damp earth. A heavy fog stagnated over the area, it was just before sunrise with just enough light on the horizon to remind himself of where he'd ended up... He was vaguely aware of a woman asking him if he was alright. Blearily he wiped sleep from his eyes, trying to form a coherent thought. Other than a cramp in his left shoulder from sleeping on the bench, and a fleeting sense of embarrassment mixed bitter sweet with sorrow, he was perfectly alright. It was a local cop. 'Shit!...' He hated being asked to leave a park.

 

“Oi!...Kiddo! Did you hear me? I asked if you are okay.” She offered her hand to help him up. He didn't take it but he pushed himself up off the ground, cringing as he saw his whole front was wet from the morning dew on the grass. This was about to go one of two ways, he could tell from the aggravation in her voice. She was either going to tell him to leave and be on his way after lecturing him about the laws, or he was about to be escorted to the police station for verification of his paperwork. It happened all too often. He yawned and stretched out his left shoulder hissing as the tightness pained him slightly.

 

“Yeah! I'm fine, honest!” She did not believe him and it was written all over her face as he picked up his blanket and rolled it up, stuffing it swiftly into his bag. Try as he might, his American accent still betrayed him. Her brow rose and suspicion formulated quickly. She examined him. Tattoos, piercings, bright colors...

“You're not exactly from this area are you?” A warm understanding replacing the cold suspicions.

“Rough night?” She inquired further, much to his relief. The last thing he wanted was to be held up at the station stewing in misery after last nights beautiful disaster, which kept playing in his mind like an old cinema reel. Should he have gone after him?....

 

Although you could have done more

 

“Lady?...You have no idea!” He threw his hands behind his head, flashing his most innocent smile, sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn't, but this woman seemed as though her stern tone was a front. She laughed, there was something very gentle about her. Naruto caught sight of her name tag, it read : Officer Shizune, Tama Hills Foot Patrol. Making a mental note of her kindness he turned to leave.

 

“Now just you wait a second young man! I never said you were off the hook!” It was a bluff, and he called it...

“Oooh...If you were gonna take me in I'm sure you would not have taken the time to ask about my well being. Now shall I be on my way and you yours? Or do you wish to see my identification?” He popped off. Her irritation made Naruto laugh to himself. Usually that impulse to use sarcasm in delicate situations landed him somewhere unfortunate....

“Well I guess since you've got time to sass you've got time to prance your ass down to the station!”

“Pfft! Thanks but no thanks, I've gotta...” He cut short the witty retort. Sighing he opened up his bag, yanked out a manilla envelope and sifted through the papers inside, his passport, his visa, and permits, everything she would need to see. He handed her the documents, hoping she wouldn't march him into the office just to verify them. They were all notarized, any half-wit could see that, it was more or less up to the individual cop, and how bored they were as to whether they wanted to take the time and effort of faxing this and that to confirm it was legal.

“Aaalright...” She shoved the papers back at him, satisfied that he was not a delinquent.

“Just don't do that again please. You really never know what kind of people pass through the woods at night.”

He nodded replacing everything to it's proper spot and zipping his bag up. He was ready to ditch this place...

Aside from having one amazing person living here that he'd probably never see again, this place was nice, but it held no sway over him. It was time he found his way back into the city. Time to drown out the constant buzz he'd had since the passionate kiss of last nights dreamscape...Convinced it would soon be lost to the fast paced chaotic void of Tokyo lights.

 

Oh you're so naive yet so...

 

The officer resumed her patrol, and Naruto wasted no time in vacating the park. He strolled leisurely in the direction he remembered would take him back to the train station. Having nowhere to be, nowhere to go at any specific time was a blessing a rare few could boast, currently though it was the bane of Naruto's existence. With nothing but thoughts of Sasuke to dwell upon it made seeing the shops in town seem so depressing. Or maybe that was just because it was a gray morning. Whichever the case may be he was consumed at every turn with an irrational fear of running into him. Thankfully he made it to the train station without incident, that is, until he used his train card to pay the fare. Standing on the other side of the admittance mechanisms, wearing a high collared royal blue shirt and a pair of baggy white cargo shorts was Uchiha Sasuke... The blue made his skin look creamy and irresistible...

 

Sasuke's PoV:

How could this been done

Sasuke held his breath, a flash of orange drew his attention. A ray of sunshine on an otherwise dreary day. He knew Naruto was approaching, his entire body seized up. He had been haunted all night by his guilt, his rage, indecision, and lingering traces of the taste of his lips.

 

By such a smiling sweetheart...

 

The infectious smile just before they had lost themselves to the rhythm of their breathing, of their bodies against one another made him feel lighter than air... He'd never had such trouble shaking off an encounter with anyone. It had been his only refuge after pulling his brother off of his mother once again...He had her cornered in the linen room, screaming senselessly about something Sasuke could not quite catch. He'd been doing drugs again... His eyes bloodshot and glazed with manic insanity. It had earned him quite a nice welt across his cheek along with a dozen other bruises all over. He was beginning to overpower Sasuke even with the martial arts classes he'd begun taking...So upon finally achieving crawling up to his room to lay down, a pack of ice on his lip, Sasuke revisited his evening. Could it be the spontaneity of the situation which kept causing his pulse to race? Yes, and in fact it was damn near impossible to deny it. Or it might have been, if it had been anyone else... Sasuke knew this much: that Naruto was one of a kind. How else could this have happened?...

 

 

Ohh and your sweet and pretty face

 

Regardless of the fact that him leaving allowed him to save his mother yet again, he'd left Naruto to sleep kami-sama know where. When Naruto stepped passed him without so much as a glance a riot besieged him. Was Naruto even affected by what had happened? What if he was to jaded to care? Something about that thought set Sasuke's quiet rage ablaze... He grappled with not knowing what to do with his frustration. He could not rightly demand anything of the vagabond and something about him having a lack of control over his emotions had him all worked up. Well that was just fine, If Naruto could handle this with cool indifference then so could he.

 

Standing a mere few feet away from each other, the tension altered to one sided as Naruto finally gave in, his goofy smile plastered to his face until he spotted the bruise on Sasuke's cheek. Sasuke averted his gaze, not bothering to hide his irritation, hopeless. He knew Naruto would ask about it...

 

Wrong...

In such an ugly world

 

The blonde locked his intense, concerned eyes on him... Slowly he stepped toward Sasuke, as if asking whether he would run again. Motionless, Sasuke gasped has he was taken into Naruto's arms, strong and firm. He was that delicious type of skinny that was nothing but muscle. As soon as he'd thought it, as soon as he'd felt the first tendrils of contentment, he jumped back, not about to fall into being appeased. His emotional walls now fortified, he felt the need to lash out..

 

“Don't. Touch. Me....I don't know what you think happened last night, but you should forget about it.” He spat each word individually, breaking free of the embrace... Surveying Naruto's reaction, it shifted quickly from astonishment to a determined unabashed grin. It was infuriating! Why did he shine so brightly?!

Something so beautiful.

Ohh that every time I look inside

 

Naruto's PoV:

 

Naruto had to concentrate hard not to look at Sasuke as he passed him onto the boarding platform. It was early, earlier than the normal commute hours so there was a lack of people around which made it entirely impossible to not feel the incredulous eyes boring into his back. Try as he might he just couldn't seem to emote being calm and collected. Come to think of it he didn't know why he was being so awkward. He took great pride in being just as honest with himself as he was with others. So why pretend now?

 

I know, he knows that I'm not fond of asking

 

Naruto decided to break off the stalemate. Lifting his line of sight, he saw Sasuke's bruised face, astonished, Naruto could not help but wonder what must have happened last night after he'd bounded off into the darkness. A cautious few steps forward without any protest and he closed the gap between them quickly, pulling Sasuke tightly to him. He had never been one to probe for answers, he firmly believed that people all had their demons, some people were talkers, and others just needed someone to be there for them. Sasuke was the latter. Straight away that had been apparent. Naruto enjoyed their closeness while it lasted, for he was promptly shoved away...

 

Sasuke's words drilled deeply into Naruto. Harsh, toxic...Again he'd misjudged? No...Even last night, he'd not been mistaken. Sasuke just had his defenses sky high. Whatever the reason, Naruto had already had a piece of the real person behind the facade. It was worth fighting for in his opinion.

 

Something inside him snapped. His signature fox-grin played flawlessly upon his mouth. Ear to ear, mischievous and full of promise... A secret promise.

 

He vowed to himself that he'd crack the code, tear down the walls, and win over this oddball stoic young man. Never before had he been struck with such determination. But Naruto kept his word at any cost. His number one fundamental conviction. Like it or not, the chase was on! Even if it was his word against the world...As mentioned before, backing down was not his strongest suit...

 

Sasuke's PoV:

 

True or false, it may be... Well, he's still out to get me.

And I know, he knows that I'm not fond of asking.

 

'What could this dobe possibly be smiling about now!?' Scrambling to catch his bearings was difficult when he felt he had nothing to hold onto! Fear ripped through his entire being. He was so used to being on top, so used to being the pompous prick everyone loved to hate. Naruto had thoroughly sent his balance reeling and teetering. He was on a tight rope, being jostled by a whirlwind, about to fall at any moment. He hated it! What was he up to?...

 

True or false, it may be... He's still out to get me!

 

A/N: I'm convinced that English rock bands are the stuff of inspiration! (For those of you who saw the vid. I posted, anyone else think that the vocalist and the guitarist look like a modern day Frodo and Pippin from LOTR?! or am I just a nut-job? :3 I know this chapter was a little short, but I feel it's appropriate for what's gonna ensue! Next chapter MIGHT be out tomorrow mid-day-ish,,,, Keep in mind that is only a guess, not a promise! Either way tomorrow evening for sure. You see here's the set up... Me sitting in Starphucks with my fruu fruu expensive cup of coffee swill! lmao! (j/k! but I have been writing in Starbucks a lot lately, skullcandy headphones blasting away my surroundings with good grooves! ^.~).