Debate Team (sasunaru/narusasu)

|| Chapter Two ||

It was finally time for lunch. Naruto would be able to reconnect with Kiba and inform him of the exciting news. He dashed through the school's hallways, avoiding any students who got in his way.

He collided with two bodies when turning a corner, causing him to slip and fall backwards. As he lifted his head, he saw Sakura and Sasuke, two people he remembered from his previous year at Konoha. The pinkette was holding a box of chocolates, ready to declare his undying love for the raven who was only trying to get to the lunchroom.

Naruto giggled quietly so as not to be heard. "You two, go back to what you were doing." He rubbed the back of his neck with his hand. Before they could answer, he grinned sheepishly and dashed towards the cafeteria.

Naruto dashed over to the lunch line when he saw his best friend. "Hey, Kiba!" He greeted, grinning at the brunette.

"Oh, Naruto, class without you was so boring!" He moaned, his words stretching.

"Kiba, I missed you as well. I did get some sleep in, though." He chuckled and grabbed a tray of the school's repulsive food. "Anyway, guess what?"

"What?" Kiba asked as they walked over to an empty lunch table, his brow furrowed.

"I've come up with a solution to our minor problem!" He grinned.

"Really? What is it? You better not be playing around!" Kiba continued his skepticism.

"I'm not playing around! To solve our little problem we can," the blond clapped his hands together to build momentum. "Join the debate team!" He announced.

Kiba's excited grin turned into a frown. "I want classes with you during school, not after! Besides, I have no experience with debate." He grumbled.

"Mr. Hatake said that everyone on the debate team will have the same schedule. We don't even need any prior experience because he'll walk us through it all!" Naruto exclaimed, excited to tell Kiba the good news.

"Are you serious?" Kiba was taken aback, and Naruto nodded excessively in response to Kiba's disbelief. "When do you think we'll be able to join?"

"How about we ask him in the morning tomorrow?" Naruto suggested in between bites of his apple.

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In front of his house, Naruto came to a complete stop. He was about to insert his house key into the lock when the door swung open, causing him to drop the key. When he looked up, he saw Jiraiya. "You scared me!" Naruto gave him a cold stare before kneeling to pick up the key and entering the house.

"Sorry for the inconvenience, buddy. Since our new neighbors are coming over today, I had to clean up. They'll be here around 5 p.m., okay?"

"Why are you wearing that?" Naruto asked, referring to Jiraiya's pink apron. "I mean, if you want to dress in pink, that's fine with me." He defended himself by raising his hands. "I've never seen you in pink before. Next, you should put on a maid's outfit. That's something I'd pay to see." He laughed and clutched his stomach.

Jiraiya gave the blond a sidelong glance. "I think I will. Thanks for the suggestion."

Naruto's laughter quickly died down. "No! I was kidding, of course! Please!" He pleaded. "Don't do it!"

Jiraiya gave a wry grin to the blond. "I'm just joking."

"Thank God." He sighed, relieved. "I'll be in my room; if you need anything, call me."

"Remember, our guests are arriving at five o'clock!" He screamed, hoping Naruto would hear him. "Whatever," he mumbled.

Naruto walked into his room and threw his things to the ground. He then changed out of his suffocating school uniform and into his comfortable pajamas.

"It's rom-com time!" He laughed and did a silly dance before he reached for a shoebox on his bookshelf, which included some of his favorite romance and angst films. He walked over to his television and got it ready after successfully selecting a film to watch.

"No! Feng-Situ! Don't abandon her!" He screamed at the television, tears streaming down his cheeks. "Turn around! No, no, no!" Clicking the stop button, he got to his feet, dried his tear-streaked face, and decided it was time to take a break. It would be nice to have some popcorn.

He could hear people laughing and chatting as he headed into the kitchen. He cocked his head. Who was that? Jiraiya was the only one home, right? He walked slowly into the living room and came to a halt as the visitors, who seemed to be silent at the sight of him, came into view.

When he remembered he'd been crying, his eyes widened further. Worst of all, his pajamas! His face had turned crimson as he looked down at his orange pajamas with little foxes on them.

He dashed to his room, slammed the door, and threw himself onto his bed before anyone could say something. Maybe he'd be sucked in by the pillows and wouldn't have to deal with any of the humiliation.

How could he have made such a mistake?! He had red eyes, which indicated he'd been crying, as well as a pair of embarrassing pajamas. Not only that, but one of the 'guests' was someone he knew. It had to be Sasuke! His rival! How could he have allowed this to happen...

His trance was broken when he heard knocking at his door. He heard the door slowly open. He didn't even invite them in?! He sulked.

He took his head out of the pillow and looked over to the door, where he saw two boys, one of whom was slightly taller and had longer hair than the other.

As Naruto's face flushed with humiliation, the younger man, whom he knew as Sasuke, his rival, smirked. "What's the matter, idiot?" He sat on the edge of Naruto's bed, faking concern.

"Why are you guys even here?!" The blond asked after stuffing his face in his pillow again.

Itachi crossed over to the bed and joined the two boys with a slight chuckle. "Don't worry, Naruto; we're not bothered by your attire." He reassured the blonde with a smile.

"So what do you guys want to do?" Naruto asked, still blushing.

"What about a movie? Horror films are a favorite of mine and Sasuke's." Itachi made a bid.

Naruto shivered at the thought since he despises horror films. "Yes!" He agreed in order to avoid appearing like a scaredy-cat. He could just look away during the scary scenes, right?