High Expectations (sasunaru)

2.

Hey there, it's been boring without you. Let me tell you, It's pretty shitty being stuck in a room with someone who doesn't pick up after himself. I couldn't get along with him either, we were opposites. It's currently nine in the morning. I was woken up by my idiot of a partner who immediately blasted music and charged me with his morning workout. I don't normally write in the morning but-

"Sasuke!" He yelled, causing my eyes to roll as I peeked my head from the edge of our computer.

"What?" I asked, meeting his eyes. His body frame was highlighted by the bright light above his head, causing his muscles to appear more prominent as he was coated in sweat. His hair was pinned back with a red headband while his mouth was slightly agape.

"What's our schedule for today?" He questioned, reaching for his water bottle.

"We've got English at ten, lunch, Math and," I read, sliding my finger along the paper before I furrowed my brows and hesitated.

"What? Spit it out, doofus."

"An outing?" I stammered, looking at him. He met my eyes and chuckled, approaching my area which caused my eyes to widen, right-clicking the keyboard to shut my tab.

"I almost forgot you were a newbie," he stated, leaning against the table.

"Last I remembered, we were on a boat. What kind of outing takes place on a boat?" I asked, lifting my head to reach his level.

"It's another word for freedom, we get to do whatever the fuck we want," he spoke in a menacing manner, causing his lips to curve into a devilish smirk.

"But how-"

"Sasuke," he spoke, bending over to place his elbows against the table, causing our faces to reach closer proximity. "It's when the patrols are off duty. Of course, there are set rules, logical ones, but that never stops us. We'll be reaching the village in a week, I'm betting you know nothing about our night spot?" He questioned, raising his left eyebrow.

"Nightspot?"

"Mhm, it's a few steps down the right side of the beach. It's where we get fucked."

I looked at him in question, not entirely sure about anything he was saying.

"Do you seriously think Naruto and I haven't prepared for this trip?"

Naruto's part of this too?

"We brought alcohol, drugs, condoms, you name it," he chuckled.

"Is that against the rules?" I asked unsurely.

"Everything we do on this trip is against the rules."

My bottom lip quivered in shock as he backed away from my face, taking a quick breath.

"Anyway, time to get back on my grind baby," he laughed, running back towards the main room.

Nightspot? Drugs? Alcohol? Sex? Breaking rules? I wonder what in the world will get me to participate in any of the things Kiba listed. I was really stuck with eleven buttheads for this year's trip, wasn't I? I took a deep breath and stood up, in need of a cool shower and a phone call. I walked towards our bathroom and brought my phone. I unlocked the device while turning on the shower, dialing my brother's number. I bit my bottom lip in irritation as I impatiently waited for him to pick up.

"Hey Sasuke, what's up?"

"Are you fucking kidding me?" I spat, entering the shower. He suddenly began to laugh on the other end of the line, causing my hands to roll into fists. "You knew about all this, didn't you?"