Chapter two:
Naruto had always wanted to travel to Japan. Well actually it was more of a rash decision, Naruto is a male version of a Jrock fan girl. He loves his Jrock bands, obsessed and ready to kill in the name of fan service, you have no idea. Naruto should have been born Japanese, he loved anime and manga, Japanese rock, high-tech video game’s, Final Fantasy, his favourite movie in the whole wide world was Moonchild, originally getting it to perve on Gackt until he found that Hyde was a complete spunk even though he was around the age of 45. He has a fascination with his Japanese helper teacher Kodai, and during his 90 mins of Japanese class, he would engrave the ‘AI’ kanji (love) into the back of his hand, saying that some day he would get it tattooed on the back of his neck. He also liked that movie Tokyo drift, although he didn’t like cars.
But apart from all these factors, the main reason why Naruto had saved his casual work money, was to escape his tormented Australian life. Living on the top of a secluded mountain in the middle of the bush, isolation had become his best friend. The only class he ever progressed at was Japanese every one was forever coming for his all knowing opinion on there work. To bad, they never had much respect for him, he was always the gay outcast. (Naruto had always been more conserned with the balls in the change room, then the balls out on the baseball pitch.)
Naruto turned the page of his new manga, ‘Ai Ren,’ (yeah here we go the ‘Ai’ kanji once again). He looked up at the young hostess, was it just him or had that girl been staring at him the whole trip.
“Excuse me miss,” he said as he carefully picked up a sugar packet and placed it in his book so he would not lose his place. He was not the type of boy to ruin his things, and especially his manga’s he would NEVER ‘DOGGY EAR,’ his manga’s, or for that matter place them in anyway that they could crinkle or bend, or become stained or discoloured by the sun. This always made reading them quite a task indeed.
The women gave him a strange look as she nodded in response.
“If you would, could you please get me another ten little cheese packets,” Naruto gulped as she rolled her eye’s. The lady returned with another little stash for Naruto he just smiled and nodded, as his mouth was already pre occupied with one of the Koon cheeses. Naruto felt his heart warm as he opened another packet, oh yeah Qantas airlines was the best in the world and also it was Australia.
But most of all as Naruto sat there with this giddy smile, he was thinking about the future, he was escaping his life in Australia, even though he knew it was only for a short time in comparison to his whole life.
Naruto was going to miss seeing Kodai everyday. Even though he new that there would be plenty of attractive men in Japan, or ‘Nihon,’ should he say.
But on a more personal and serious note, he was going to miss his friends, his proper friends the ones that didn’t think of him differently because of his sexuality or the music he liked. In this day and age, everyone had become so obsessed with image, that even depending on you’re music preferences you were put into a class, Naruto had to really think about what was happening to the world. You could never actually be yourself, safely.
The Hostess was still staring at him, Naruto should have really thought of this as some sort of compliment, a lot of people said that he was attractive, mind you, not the ones he wanted to say that.
Naruto ran a hand though his blonde hair giving her a wink, no harm in playing a little is there.
The Brunette sighed in frustration, the windows fogged up, car horns ringing, cars up other car’s asses the distant sound of some guy yelling. There was always traffic jams near Tokyo airport.
Sasuke placed his index finger to his temple groaning, he had already developed a headache.
“Daijyoubu deska?” His mother’s sweet voice came to his ears, Sasuke just glared back.
Of course he wasn’t ok, he didn’t want to spend 10 months with some European idiot, Sasuke hated the European culture and their super sized Macca meals, must he remind his parents of their last exchange visitor. An annoying girl called Sakura, who found her enjoyment in stealing his underwear.
Sasuke gripped onto the chains of his pants, maybe this wasn’t the time to get pissed off, but Sasuke got mad easily.
At least this one was a male, at least he wouldn’t be perved at for 10 months like he was with the last one.
“Sasukeee-kun.” His mums voice almost sounded like what Sakura’s did.
“Daijyoubu des,” he said sharply wanting to shut his mother up before glaring out of the window.
Sasuke was massaging his forehead trying to remember what Ino had said to him before he left, he didn’t really have much respect for his girlfriend, she was just like all the other admirer’s expect she was the best looking.
Oh yeah she said something about making light of a bad situation, how the hell could he make light of this situation? He would have to be sharing his bathroom with its Italian tiles and custom-made shower curtains and have some European-jock once again sleep on his expensive tatami mats, Sasuke wasn’t happy.
Naruto thought he had struck gold as his eyes wondered to his host brother, the drive from the airport to the Uchiha mansion was a long and quiet one.
In Naruto’s eye’s Sasuke was his idol of perfection, he looked exactly like he would preserve the perfect Jrocker. Except that he was more perfect, Sasuke didn’t need to even apply one little bit of makeup to his flawless face. His long dark eyelashes giving the impression that he was already wearing lines of dark eyeliner. He was perfect, his high cheek bones, his long bangs.
Naruto quickly shot his glance away from Sasuke as he received a glare, ok his host brother seemed a bit moody, but he was sure they would get over this.
The mother started asking Naruto questions about Australia and about himself, in away Naruto was thankful that the Uchiha family new English. Seeing as the father was quite a accomplished business man, this family had, had it’s fare share of travels around the world.
But in away Naruto had to wonder why Sasuke the boy that he was so intrigued in wouldn’t talk, he just stared out of the window, watching as the traffic started to pick up.
“Sasuke-kun, hanasete kudasai,” Sasuke didn’t answer his mother, Naruto frowned, maybe it wasn’t going to be as easy as he thought to make friends.
A/N not for authors note for Alex/Natasha
A/N: Wanna translate the japanese in your review? Tell us how obsessed do you want Naruto to be with Sasuke?
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Chapter notes: yey we had to finish this in the morning because Alex was going out, but im pretty happy with this chapter. We added alot of the obbsessen's that we have to Naruto's char, in away Naruto is alot like us haha. I didn't add much Japanese in this chapter because well if i did, it wouldnt be that easy to understand, do you's like the japanese? or should i just write what they are saying in english, and we can assume they are sayingeverything in an unknown dialect to naruto? Tell me what you's think!
AllieChan: yeah this was real fun to write, It's funny how Natasha and I always bring in our lives to the fictions. If you read our incest stories NOOOO nothing from real life OK.
I just mean, or jrock obsessions, final fantasy, japanese classes, moonchild (originally to see Gackt, until we saw Hyde!)
please enjoy and comment, we wont say who wrote what, so you can just guess.